It is already a foregone conclusion that the heavens and man come to life.

He was late after all.

Is it wrong to lose?

Not unfair.

After all, they have been playing games for ten thousand years.

It has only been less than thirty years since Xia Fan came to this world.

In such a short time.

Unless he can predict the future, or travel back again.

Otherwise, the result of all this is destined.

The so-called generals come to block the water and soil.

Now all he has to consider is how to deal with the people of the upcoming heavenly beings in the upper realm.

Before this.

He must first deal with a bunch of people.

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on Fan Huiqingqingling Lingjun Gu Xiqiao Zeng Yan and others.

But they all looked at themselves indifferently.

"Is there any last words to explain?"

Xia Fan also said expressionlessly.

"Looking forward to meeting in our world in the future."

Qing Lingjun from Yunxiao Palace walked forward first, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"I know, so you can die."

Xia Fan waved his hand casually.

Qinglingjun's body instantly exploded into a bloody mist.

And the people around him were indifferent and let the blood mist splatter on his body.

"I will remember you."

Fan Huiqing was the second one and walked out and said with a look of cold frost.

"Next."

Wave your hand.

Another blood mist.

"You're very interesting."

"I hope you can come to our world alive."

“…”

One person comes forward.

Everyone is ready to die.

When everyone turned into blood mist on the ground.

The light columns of the pyramid temple were all dim and dissipated.

Shi Xiaofei and Bai Ling'er who were floating in it both fell down heavily.

Xia Fan gently brushed.

The two of them fell lightly in front of them.

He lowered his head and looked at Shi Xiaofei with his lips pursed and his eyes closed.

Sixteen years have passed.

His appearance is much more mature than before, and his face is no longer visible to the honesty of his youth.

Fortunately, he still breathes.

It's just that consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

"It's really troublesome, Xiaoyu, take care of them for me."

Xia Fan raised his head again and looked at the black vortex in the sky. After he threw this sentence, he soared into the air and turned into an arrow that was out of the string and flew towards the black vortex.

at the same time.

In the completely stable black vortex.

A young man in a moon-white Taoist robe slowly walked out of the vortex and then muttered softly.

"Is this the lower realm? The spiritual energy is indeed thin and turbid, and it really makes people unable to stay for a moment."

"Since you can't stay, don't force yourself, get back!"

In the ears.

A loud voice suddenly rang out.
Chapter completed!