Zhao Fan stepped outside the realm of creation in one step.
His No. 6 body also stepped forward in one step.
Then, he looked in the direction of No. 7 at the same time. His eyes were slightly confused for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.
next moment.
Body No. 6 folded into Zhao Fan's body.
"Qinglian."
Zhao Fan said.
"Lord, I am here!" Creation Qinglian manifested with great excitement. It looked at the current Zhao Fan and couldn't help but admire: "You have more temperament than those ancestral saints in the ancestral holy city."
"Okay, don't brag about me. We are all ancestors and saints, and we are all at the end of the road. Where can I get the word?"
Zhao Fan smiled and said: "I haven't recalled the memory of the Qinglian Sword Demon yet, but I can connect with it when I go to the Ancestral Holy City."
"If that adult and Yu know about it, they will definitely be happy." Creation Qinglian said with a smile, "But if Long Zhi knows about it, I'm afraid he will vomit blood in depression."
"Who is Long Zhi?" Zhao Fan was confused.
"Well... your mortal enemy is always facing you. We dislike each other and want to compare with each other." Creation Qinglian said jokingly: "When we were in the Ancestral Holy City, you were the pair of enemies. The fight lasted the longest. Either you took advantage this time, or he took advantage next time. No one has bowed his head, and both want to conquer the other."
"..."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said, "The Long Zhi you are talking about doesn't look like a young man with a gun, right?"
"Yes, that's him." Creation Qinglian said.
Zhao Fan couldn't help but sigh.
I remember that when I was in the main line of time and space, the one who was looking for Qinglian was not only the winged woman, but also a young man. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be his former enemy.
"Lord, when will we go to the ancestral city?"
Creation Qinglian couldn't help but ask.
"Not urgent."
Zhao Fan turned around and his eyes fell on the realm of creation that he had opened up.
He became the ancestral saint.
Starting from the next Epoch Era, we must fulfill our responsibility as protectors.
The realm of creation will be the core realm in the future.
But it is impossible to preserve it perfectly during the catastrophe.
A compression process is required.
With a thought, Zhao Fan moved the many intersections of cause and effect gathered in the square of the Holy Ancestor Mansion to his own cave.
In the process of moving, the intersection of cause and effect didn't notice it at all.
At this time, the dean of the Holy Academy came to Zhao Fan and said, "Creation."
He wanted to congratulate him very much, but when he thought about the opportunity for the other party to become the ancestral saint, he couldn't say it.
Even if the other party does not remember the Taoist monks, the dean of the Holy Academy knows that congratulations are like insulting the other party.
"Yes." Zhao Fan nodded and said, "I will compress the realm of creation into a particle now, and then remove the triangle defense of the core circle."
"Okay." The dean of the Holy Academy had no objection.
Immediately afterwards.
Zhao Fan stretched out his hands towards the realm of creation.
Stretch longer and longer, stretch bigger and bigger!
In an instant, he held the huge realm of creation in his fingers!
Continuous compression.
Creatures in the realm of creation that do not belong to the intersection of Zhao Fan's cause and effect will be annihilated without any time to react without any pain!
It’s not that Zhao Fan is cruel.
But even if he is the ancestral saint, he cannot bring those creatures to the ancestral saint city.
Gradually.
The realm of creation in Zhao Fan's hands is so small that it cannot be felt by the naked eye. Even the perception of the ancestor saint level needs to be carefully identified...
"Condensation!"
Zhao Fan released an ultimate rule to wrap up the particles.
It is the core domain seed of the next Epoch Era.
