Fantasy: Traveling Through Tens Of Billions Of Years

After all, it is not a real manifestation of the holiness in front of people. The terrifying vision born by the practice comes and goes quickly, and soon dissipates, allowing the entire universe to return to the cold dead silence.

"Damn, it's late!"

A gloomy god emperor arrived, looking at Zu Xing with a sense of loss.

He missed a great opportunity to make a pilgrimage.

"We can also go to the ancestral star to meet the Holy Spirit in person and get his approval."

Behind him, a shadow tree trunk emerged. This is the guardian spirit of the god emperor, a world tree with a lifespan of hundreds of millions of years.

"Since the Holy Spirit doesn't want to make a big splash, don't disturb him."

However, at this time, the Golden Ancient God Emperor, the Sky Demon God Emperor and the mysterious God Emperor appeared in front of the God Emperor who possessed the guardian spirit of the World Tree, and warned him indifferently.

"snort."

Hearing the words, the God Emperor's eyes were filled with anger, and he said indifferently: "It's just that you got the seal of the Holy Lord, so don't be so arrogant. Whether the Holy Lord recognizes you or not, that's up to you."

After speaking, he left.

He knew that these three god emperors would intercept him, and it would not be so easy for him to enter the ancestral star to find the most holy lord. What's more, if it really disturbs the Holy Spirit and offends such an existence as they said, it will not do any good for me.

Such a scene happened several times in just one hour.

Several god emperors came, there were human races, there were sky demon clans, there were also god emperors from other regions such as sky demon clans.

At the same time when they returned home with feathers, they felt even more regretful.

"Do the Golden Ancient God Emperor really think that sealing the entire galaxy will make this emperor helpless?"

"My guardian spirit is about to be exhausted. I thought I could just sit and wait for it to fall. I didn't expect that the most holy person would be born. He must have a way to save my guardian spirit. I must seize this opportunity!"

Of course, some god emperors were dissatisfied. When he appeared in front of people, this great emperor covered in black mist rushed towards the ancestral star, but it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. When he came, the chaos The vision of the practice has ended, and the pilgrimage cannot be performed.

But he was not willing to give up, he just said gloomyly.

His figure turned into a stream of black light, shooting towards Zu Xing.

...

Ancestral Star, Chiyu Tianfang City.

The golden light above the sky is like rain, after only a few minutes of pouring, it gradually becomes faint, transparent and flawless.

At this moment, Fan Xiaoxian's proud and slender figure was enveloped by streaks of golden light.

Countless lines of mysterious words surrounded her body, and the figure of Fan Heng appeared behind her at some unknown time.

Fan Heng's body was also surrounded by the golden light, but he seemed to be floating like a fairy, independent of the world.

Streams of purple-black mist continuously drifted out from Fan Xiaoxian's head, like mist or cooking smoke.

These purple-black mist fluttered and changed, gradually becoming black like water, turning into a black light curtain floating above the head.

As time passed, those golden luster and mysterious characters also rose up, merging with the black light curtain, and changing.

Gradually, the black light curtain above Fan Xiaoxian's head turned into pure white, then gradually turned into light yellow, and finally golden flames rose above his head, looking extremely dazzling.

However, this was not over yet, and soon, the golden flame gradually turned into purple.

Different from the evil purple-black at first, this wisp of purple air is as clear as glass, which looks pleasing to the eye.

"My host is simply the reincarnation of the god of mold, and my luck is so dark. No wonder it is so pitiful. If it were an ordinary person, it would have died long ago."

Fan Heng's pupils enlarged unconsciously, and sighed in his heart as he watched the clear purple air hovering above Fan Xiaoxian's head.

While he was reciting the "Book of Changes", he was faintly inspired, and this "Book of Changes" actually had the effect of changing luck.

Of course, this is just a drop in the bucket of the profound and profound "Book of Changes".

Before crossing, besides carrying out the mission, he liked to study the gods and gods, so he was able to open his mouth to welcome the complicated and obscure classics like "Book of Changes".

Naturally, he also knows how important a person's luck is.

Fan Xiaoxian's luck was so dark that he couldn't see the light. If he was an ordinary person, he would probably choke to death if he drank water, and he wouldn't be able to see the light and shadow of the next day.

No wonder she would say that she has some ancient physique, no wonder she seems indifferent to everything.

A feeling of pity welled up in Fan Heng's heart.

What kind of strength is needed to keep her alive until now.

Fan Heng seems to recall a memory from the past. He was originally attached to a girl and became a guardian spirit. No matter how powerful he was, as a former king, he still felt somewhat conflicted.

But just now, the deepest ripples in his heart were stirred up, reminding him of something he didn't want to think of.

"Qinglan, if you hadn't left back then, you should have grown up like Xiaoxian."

"Since it is destined that I am your guardian spirit, then everything will change accordingly."

"As my host, you should be famous forever and achieve invincibility."

With a murmur in his heart, he put this memory into the dust again.

But at this time, Fan Xiaoxian's eyelashes trembled slightly with her eyes closed, and a pair of clear pupils suddenly opened.

"You are actually a guardian spirit from ten thousand years ago."

Fan Xiaoxian's words were still as calm as water, but one could faintly hear the undercurrent surging under the calm words.

It was an indescribable shock.

Being able to create god-level exercises, maybe Fan Heng is a guardian spirit from 100,000 years ago...