"Six years!" "Hmph!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were withdrawn from the blood monument, and the rare compassion suddenly subsided. When he looked outside the cloud pool, it turned into a cold and stern look... (No doubt, if he wanted to, he could now cut off the diamond chain that had bound the human race in the cloud for countless years, but he didn't do that. Because, it was not the time yet.

To destroy the blood monument, you must first collect the complete cloud pool restored from the three treasures in the cloud. In this way, Zhang Fan can certainly establish a treasure, but it will immediately collapse the Yunchi sky curtain that has protected him for thirty years.

In that case, he must immediately face the entire tribe of the heavenly beings and the three great gods and ancestors, and there is no room for him to turn around.

Originally, Zhang Fan might not be able to fight and defeat them with the spirit that had just achieved transformation from the gods and embarked on the Great Way of Eternal Life, and even if he was not helping, he would not be afraid of them. However, Lingjiqi was like a sharp blade hanging high above his head, making him dare not act recklessly.

At this time, Zhang Fan fell back from the peak of the mule's escape from the barriers of heaven and earth, and a strange feeling began to spread out from the new soul. "Lingji!" A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

The feeling of spiritual silence has long been traced. His previous sweeping divine thoughts like a vast ocean exhausted his spiritual power, which accelerated the process. When he stroked the blood monument with his hand, Zhang Fan felt something and immediately made the decision to stay for another six years.

Just as he remained still, he slowly closed his eyes, immersed his whole mind in his body, and merged into his soul... After a while, he sighed: "So-called Lingji, so that's it!"

A personal investigation is better than all the repeated retellings of the classics. The secret of spiritual silence flows through his heart like a clear spring.

The soul has just been fully developed, and after the initial venting, it will inevitably be immersed in such a state. At this time, the soul can be compared with the newborn baby.

After the first cry of the newborn baby proclaiming his arrival in the world, he either falls asleep or falls into the desire for the first bit of breast milk. The same is true for the newborn baby. Like the newborn baby, it also needs a process of perfection and adaptation. The Lingji period is such a process. So "Lingji" is not the real spiritual silence, but is in a state of ups and downs.

It feels like a newborn baby is in a deep sleep, breathing steadily to communicate with the outside world, and occasionally crying loudly when he wakes up.

At this time, Zhang Fan's soul seemed to have fallen asleep. The torrent of spiritual power that was originally surging like the Yangtze River suddenly turned into a trickle of water, intermittently and could no longer be relied on.

God knows how the newly transformed gods who were immersed in the ecstasy of the soul's ecstasy can overcome this psychological gap of falling from the nine heavens to the nine netherworld. At least at this time, Zhang Fan was very unpretentious. "Huh~"

After a long time, his face changed countless times in a moment, and then he let out a long breath and stabilized.

"The Lingji Period is not easy to get beaten!"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

This is the rule of heaven and earth. He cannot change the instinct after the original creation of the soul, so he can only accept it.

A moment of investigation made him feel awkward about the situation inside his body.

Zhang Fan, who was trapped in the spiritual silence, was limited to the peak level of the Killing Dan. If you really wanted to start, at best, you would not be afraid of ordinary Yuanying real people.

If it were normal times, this would be enough. After all, the strong ones among the Nascent Soul Real People are not so easy to encounter.

However, outside the sky of Yunchi, there are three gods waiting for them. This is not a shortage of good players among the more than a hundred gods. The cultivation level of the mere Dan peak is not enough for them to get stuck in their teeth.

During the Lingji period, Zhang Fan's cultivation level was fluctuating, but at the strongest time, he was just Wuying Niao Peak and could not reach the realm of Transformation of God. If he really wanted to exert the power of the soul, he would have to wait until he passed the Lingji period and the soul was perfected. "It can be as short as ten years, as long as one hundred years..." This Lingji period is not easy!" For a moment, Zhang Fan could not imagine except for a bitter smile. A moment of a sudden, a silence echoed in the cloud pool: "Six years later, the sky will open, and I want to see if you can leave Zhang in the Lingji period?" "If you can, Zhang has nothing to say; if you can, hahaha~~" "If you want the will of heaven to perish, don't blame Zhang for being ruthless! Outside the sky curtain of the Yunchi, there was a dead silent and heavy.

The people of heaven looked at each other, and all the three six words that were resounding before the departure of the Ren Zun's ancestor: "Six years of stinginess, I swear to kill him!"

Thinking of these six words, I looked at the cloud pool that calmed down, as if brewing the stormy waves and seas, and a chill suddenly came back to the hearts of all the gods.

They understood that the subtext of these six words was: If you cannot kill Zhang Fan in this last chance, then what awaits their celestial clan will be..." Clan destruction!

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Before, when the fluctuations in the sky of Yunchi were endless, the three great heavenly ancestors discussed and analyzed each other and every word fell into their ears. "Zhang Fan’s soul has been formed, and from then on he entered the secret realm of immortality to transform into the God Daojun!" "He must have been trapped in the Lingji Period, which can be said to be his weakest time." Six years later, the sky of Yunchi collapsed, and it would take Zhang Fan at least ten years to pass the Lingji Period!" "This is our last chance..."

At ten o'clock, no one thought there was anything wrong with the words of the three great ancestors, even if the person sitting in the cloud pool was just a new person who had just entered the realm of transformation of the gods and had never even had it on his own.

Their celestial clan owns three old-fashioned Taoist lords, and they are also surrounded by a large formation formed by the power of the clan.

Such a huge contrast has never made people feel that the ancestors are making a big fuss. Although people in the past thirty years have not seen it with their own eyes, they can feel that a mountain is rising from the ground and is gradually rising to a height that they cannot reach. Even if the three great ancestors do not speak, they understand: "If you don't succeed, you will be virtuous!"

Just as the celestial beings outside the sky curtain of Yunchi were in deep thought, the three transformation gods led by Yu Zhong Zunzu appeared in the small valley where they originally lived in seclusion. "Brother, will we hit the children like this?" After appearing, Thunder Zunzu of the three said with concern. "The jade cannot be made into a weapon without being carved, let them!"

Yu Zhong Zunzu paused, first sighed, then turned into a firm look, and said without hesitation: "We can't control so much of what step we can go." "What we can do is to help you and kill Zhang Fan's threat, and then go one by one in the future

A wry smile appeared on Yu Zhong Zunzu's face and said, "If God wants to destroy my clan, how can humans resist it?"

In the words, this generation of Shendao Lord, who had lived for many years, actually showed an old and tired look. He shook his head and walked towards the mist behind the valley. "My celestial clan is already terminally ill, perhaps it is the hope of the last rise: i;...r..." On the back of the Yu Zhong Zunzu, the old voice came with the wind, and heard it in his ears. The two ancestors of the Divine Sword and Thunder couldn't help but show respect on their faces, and followed closely behind him.

With the steps of the three of them, the mist that seemed to exist in the past behind the small valley melted and dispersed, revealing the true appearance under the cover. With a roar of "boom~~", a whirlpool appeared in the clouds, which was the natural manifestation of the gathering and dispersion of the clouds in the world.

If any monk in the clouds, even if the heavenly clan saw a scene in the small valley, he would definitely exclaim and could not believe his eyes.

A huge palace that was majestic and spectacular, as if it had stacked dozens of mountain ranges and then carved, appeared behind a small valley.

On the plaque of the palace, there are three big words imprinted with ancient divine texts, with endless desolation:

"Heaven~ren~gong Yi"

This is the real Heavenly Man Palace, the core and important place of the Heavenly Man clan.

The three great ancestors built a hut in this inconspicuous valley, which is to protect and approach this truly ancestral land.

This palace is huge but has no sense of complexity. Compared with the densely packed palaces in the vast realm, it even looks a bit simple. It is this rough and simple feeling that makes it unique.

It is so far away, rough and simple that this Heavenly Palace is brick and tile, all of which are ancient and heroic, with the sky as the dome, the ground as the quilt, and the mountains as the tables and chairs.

Such a magnificent palace and huge buildings are not suitable for human habitation, and the origin of its inheritance may not be the current celestial tribe.

After a confrontation with the ancestor of the Heavenly Man, if this Heavenly Man Palace fell into Zhang Fan's eyes, he would have thought of it at the first time: "Ancient Giant!"

Such a magnificent palace is suitable for the huge body of an ancient giant, sitting on the ground and indulging indulge in it. In fact, at this moment, there is also a huge body located in the Heavenly Man Palace.

The extremely majestic figure with endless pressure seemed to be falling into a deep sleep. The sound of steady breathing caused echoes in the empty palace, just like the strong wind roaring tirelessly. "Unworthy descendants, jade clock, divine sword, thunder, worship..."

In front of the plaque of the Heavenly Man Palace, the three great ancestors bowed devoutly to the ground, accompanied by the word "官" echoing between heaven and earth. The Yu Zhong Zun Zun in it seemed to have made up some determination, slowly stood up and showed a firm look, and walked towards the Heavenly Man Palace step by step. "Bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang!"

His heavy footsteps seemed to step on the hearts of the two great masters of the God-Masters of Thunder and Divine Sword. The two couldn't help but tremble. What are they going to do?

How long is six years? That is one-tenth of a hundred years, and it is also the Sui Dan that most people cannot ignore in their long lives-0

In the past six years, the heavenly people outside the cloud pool have felt like they spend their days in peace and harmony. Most of them have never felt that they have suffered a lifetime of suffering in just six years.

Now, the hourglass of time has finally come to an end.
Chapter completed!