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687 - Little Saint
Seeing the strong light falling from space, they all stopped and looked up. It is impossible to stop the arrival of the ancients. Not only the ancient gods descend, but the ancient land will also merge with the mortal world, just like the barrenness in the north The tribe, and this Mount Simon that has become hundreds of times bigger.

The light in the space slowly fell down, followed by a man in green clothes, dressed in a royal look, with a refined and elegant appearance, a slender figure, walking leisurely in the courtyard, as if admiring the scenery of this mountain.

There are so many people here, and none of them are in a hurry, only him, and he is the only exception. His calmness and leisurely composure are admirable.

There is only a person like him standing at the top of the pyramid, who never changes his face no matter where he goes.

There is no place he cannot go, and there is no place he dare not go.

Seeing this person coming, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky exclaimed.

In the hell chat group, Xiao Langlang: Who is this guy, he is so awesome.

Affectionate step by step: same question!
A pine tree in Tianshan: Same question 1.

No one could answer, not even Tai Shisan.

None of them knew, and no one in Yan Jun Palace in Fengdu knew.

Sister Xiaodie asked: "Daddy, do you know?"

At this time, Zhang Fan was also asking Taoist Yang: "Who is this person?"

The answer I got was: Confucian saint Ye Qingshu!

Holy!
When this word appeared, in an instant, as if time had stopped, there was a deathly silence, and all were staring at the man who looked gentle and like a scholar.

The holy capital has come, how can we stop the gods from coming.

Taoist Yang said: "Confucianism is a small way, so although he proves the way, he is just a little sage."

"But heaven and earth are nothing more than the Seven Sages..."

"What's more, the way of heaven is not destroyed, and the saint does not come out. He is already one of the few people standing at the top."

When the Confucian sage came strolling in the courtyard, many people knelt down and bowed down.

pilgrimage!

Zhang Fan's heart moved, as if he could also lock this person in the prison of consciousness, then...he would be like a crab, and he would catch whoever he was.

Taoist Yang said: "In ancient times, there was also a person whose talent was a prison of consciousness. He imprisoned a Tianzun who was fused with the strongest way of heaven, and turned into an idiot..."

Zhang Fan also thought about a similar problem.The prison of consciousness is formed by his consciousness. If he encounters someone with stronger consciousness than him, or some other supernatural powers, it is very likely that his prison of consciousness will be broken. By then, the fate may really change. into an idiot.

Gu Jianxian nodded and said: "What Taoist Yang said is true, but any Heavenly Venerate who starts to merge with the Second Dao will form a second consciousness and directly break through the cage of your consciousness, then you..."

Daoist Yang: "Become an idiot!" When he said the word "idiot", he purposely made the sound so long, opened his mouth and laughed non-stop, and he didn't know what picture he was imagining in his mind.

At this moment, Zhang Fan understood Gu Jianxian's feelings a little bit. This sheep really deserves a beating.

Speaking of this, Gu Jianxian was very depressed. He only learned the way of swordsmanship, and he was still groping for the second way, but Zhang Fan and a goat actually tricked him.

Gu Jianxian said: "Are you sure you want to attack a little saint?"

It has already been said so clearly, Zhang Fan still wants to lock the Confucian saint into the cage of consciousness, it is better to just take a drill and shoot himself as an idiot.

Wherever he passed, the land of yellow sand was full of flowers, turning into a land of lush flowers and plants, which was very beautiful.

Ye Qingshu came over: "I heard that you want to prevent the descending of the ancients? What's your name?"

He was the first person to ask Zhang Fan's name.

Zhang Fan said: "A long bow, an ordinary Fan."

Ye Qingshu smiled lightly, stopped talking, and walked down the Simon Mountain like a leisurely stroll. This time, Zhang Fan didn't stop him, but just watched him go down the mountain.

"Hahaha……"

Lin Wenrui's ear-piercing laughter came: "Zhang Fan, aren't you awesome? Don't you want to stop the coming of the ancients? Stop it, stop one and show me."

The gods and Buddhas all over the sky smiled.

Fengdu's spirit officer smiled.

The ancient gods present also laughed.

Acting against the sky, you mere magistrate of the underworld wants to act against the sky?Joke, big joke.Right now, you're going up to stop him. Facing Xiaosheng, you don't even have the courage to go up and stop him.

In Yanjun Palace in Fengdu, Cang Zhou smiled and said: "The ending is already doomed, but it's very interesting to see a clown jumping around all night."

The Yin God next to him covered his mouth in a cooperative way and chuckled: "Giggle, what Lord Yan Jun said is very true, that Zhang Fan is a clown who can't wait for the elegant hall, jumping around in front of the gods."

"He also blatantly said something to prevent the age of the gods from coming."

The spirit officials at the banquet also burst out laughing.

Ye Qingshu strode down like a star, every step he took was hitting Zhang Fan in the face, making him feel ashamed.

"Haha, look at his face, it's almost swollen."

No matter how you looked at it, Zhang Fan's face became so stiff.

It's all blue!

"Zhang Fan, if you stop it again, go up and stop that saint if you have the ability." Lin Wenrui had been aggrieved for a long time, and now seeing Zhang Fan admitting his defeat, he was finally able to taunt freely.

At the same time, Mount Simon was still growing, and the vines hanging from the sky that day were already above the head.

Folding spaces are about to merge.

"Big..."

Xiaodie looked at Zhang Fan on the camera, her worried eyes flickered, she was worried that Zhang Fan would suffer too much.

Fenglei Tianzun said: "Impossible."

He felt that the ground under his feet was also changing. On the far side of the sea, a huge land appeared inexplicably, a vast expanse, tens of thousands of kilometers in the distance.

Imagine that Jiangnan Province will become thousands of times bigger than it is now after the advent of ancient times.

The huge rats in the sewers all had red eyes.

Evolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Irreparable."

Feeling the changes in the world, Lin Wenrui spread his arms excitedly: "It has come, the ancient world has finally come, my dream has come true, I will accomplish an incomparably great cause, and I will be the god king of this world." The ancient times Coming, his contribution is indeed not small, and the way of heaven will surely send a reward.

Perhaps, he will really evolve for the third time and become the real God King.

Even...he might get a seat like Ye Qingshu's little sage.

After all, he created a brand new world and let this world go through the primitive period. This is a huge disaster for the existing world and Zhang Fan, but it is really a great achievement for the new era.

The vines kept falling, as if they were growing faster, and the vines fell no more than a hundred meters above their heads.

Covering the sky and covering the earth, standing on Mount Simon seems to be in a primitive society.

Countless shadows fell from the vines.

Although the person under the tree is still lying like that, as if he will never wake up, but... everyone always feels that one day he will wake up from his sleep, and maybe the next second, he will get up Come on, it was this feeling that made everyone feel a little nervous and a little depressed.

Could it be when the vines fell from space to the earth.

Ye Qingshu at the far end had already started to walk down the mountain, he was not walking fast, but half of his body was already below his line of sight, sinking down bit by bit.

He is about to enter the society of mortals and enter the big cities.

I don't know if he will demarcate his own territory, if he will enslave the mortals in the city and turn them into his slaves like the primitive society.

Zhang Fan glanced at Lin Wenrui indifferently. He had never wanted to kill anyone so much: "You are really annoying."

Lin Wenrui laughed: "Zhang Fan, please accept the reality. The reality is that you can no longer prevent the age of the gods from coming. You are a loser, a loser."

Zhang Fan said indifferently, "Aren't you happy too early?"

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lin Wenrui laughed again.

Not only did he smile again.

The gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and the spiritual officials in Fengdu also laughed.

"This Zhang Fan is still pretending to be calm until now. Didn't he give up just now, and is already unable to leave?"

"Now you have to use your tongue."

"He's really a villain."

Zhang Fan walked up to Lin Wenrui and said, "Do you think you succeeded?"

"You thought your dream had come true?"

"Do you think you will become a god king or a little saint?"

Lin Wenrui's expression changed, "What do you mean by that?"

(End of this chapter)