"Fan Xing, why are you so stunned at this time? You almost died!"
The man looked at Han Yun and became angry.
Han Yun's mind was still dizzy. He didn't know what was going on, let alone who the person in front of him was. He even felt that he had become extremely dull and his brain was spinning very slowly.
He raised his head, looked at the man and asked,
"Who are you?"
"Who am I? I just saved you and you ask me who I am? I am your senior brother Li Xianyong."
At this time, the double image in front of Han Yun gradually disappeared, and he could see clearly the appearance of the man. It was an ordinary face, dirty, and unshaven, looking very sloppy.
"Li Xianyong?"
Han Yun shook his head and said he didn't remember. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Did this person just call me Fan Xing?
Han Yun lowered his head and looked at his clothes. The azure brocade robe was gone, replaced by a coarse cloth shirt and shorts, a standard warrior dress.
Without thinking, he knew that his face must have changed.
"Don't be stupid. Where is your knife? Come with me and kill those ***."
Li Xianyong looked around, picked up a knife from a corpse, and stuffed it into Han Yun's hand.
"Second Senior Brother is dead, you can use his knife and leave quickly."
After Li Xianyong finished speaking, he rushed towards a demon.
Han Yun raised his head and looked around. There were fighting everywhere. Many warriors waved their weapons to fight the tall demons, but their power was too weak. Even if they rushed to those demons, they used all their strength to fight them. Chopping with power cannot hurt the enemy at all.
On the contrary, those demons can kill a large number of humans with a single strike.
What shocked Han Yun even more was that the sky was actually densely filled with flying demons.
All of these demons can fly, and their strength can be imagined.
It was almost a one-sided massacre.
"Fan Xing, Fan Xing..."
While Han Yun was watching, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He immediately turned around and saw a head exposed behind a big rock at the foot of the hillside, waving to him.
"What's your name?"
Han Yun's mind was clear now, and he didn't stupidly ask who the other person was this time, so as not to expose the fact that he didn't know anything.
Even he already knew what situation he was in now. He had returned to the world-destroying war countless thousands of years ago.
In this battle, all humans died and the demons were extinct.
I just don’t know if this time it’s an illusion, my consciousness has seen the scene from that year, or if he has really passed through his soul again, no longer Han Yun, but has traveled back to Fan Xing.
In his opinion, it should be the first situation. If it was the second situation, he could not remember how he died again, and this time there was no memory of the original owner.
The rat-headed guy hid behind the stone again and asked Han Yun to squat down with him.
"You tell me, you have been stupid all day long. Why are you stupid at this time? Why do you have to fight those monsters desperately? You can just hide here and wait for others to kill all the monsters. If you go out, you won't be able to do anything. dead."
The guy had a sinister look on his face and a wicked smile on his lips.
Han Yun nodded in agreement. Indeed, it's best to just be content, so why go all out.
"Then squat over there and make some room for me."
Han Yun said.
"Hehe, I see that you are usually quite stunned, but now you are enlightened. Come on, squat down. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to support you. We also have the Martial God. Don't look at how arrogant these monsters are now. When the Martial God takes action, those monsters will be gone. Gotta die."
"God of War..."
Han Yun silently digested this information and asked in a roundabout way,
"Tell me, the God of War is the strongest person in our world."
"Nonsense, do you still need to ask? He must be the strongest. A first-class strongman is like an ant in front of the Martial God. Even the Buddhas in the Western Region are no match for our Martial God. New writing interest
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Alas, I don’t know if the Buddha will come to our rescue this time when our Martial Temple encounters a disaster. "
God of Martial Arts...First Grade...Buddha...God of Martial Arts...
Han Yun quickly digested this information. The force he belonged to should be a place called the Martial God Temple. The Martial God is the strongest person in the world. Maybe the realm after the first level is the Martial God. This is also the highest realm that a martial artist can reach.
In the Okawa Dynasty, I had never even heard of a first-class warrior, let alone a martial god.
In Buddhism in the Western Regions, there is a Buddha. His realm is probably similar to that of the Martial God, but his strength is not as good as that of the Martial God. Moreover, he is not compatible with the Martial God. Even his disciples have no confidence in his rescue.
Han Yun didn't know why he was suddenly pulled to countless thousands of years ago, and he didn't know if his body would die if he died here. Therefore, staying here is the best choice and observe the situation first.
"Look, the God of War has taken action, we will definitely win now!"
The man suddenly pointed to the sky.
Han Yun looked up and saw dozens of figures flying into the sky in the majestic palace on the top of the mountain. The leader was handsome and majestic, exuding an extremely terrifying and powerful aura.
As for the people flying behind him, Han Yun judged from their aura that the last few dozen people were third-level powerhouses, so the dozen or so more powerful ones in front should be first- and second-level powerhouses.
Is that the God of War? I'm afraid his combat power is comparable to that of the legendary true immortal.
Han Yun thought.
The Martial God rushed into the sky, and the demons in the sky immediately went to stop him. However, they could stop those first- and second-grade experts, but they could not stop the Martial God.
The God of War rushed to the leader of the demons...
Suddenly, majestic black energy appeared on all the demons, sweeping toward the earth. Everyone who came into contact with the black energy died immediately, without exception.
Han Yun could no longer see the battle in the sky, and the black energy was heading towards him like wind and residual clouds.
He could only turn around and run.
While he was running for his life, he heard a roar from the sky,
"Buddha, do you think you can live if I die?! Do you think these monsters will let you go if you surrender?! They will kill everyone, and there will be no grass in the martial spirit world!!!"
Han Yun heard the roar of the God of War and knew that the Buddha chose to surrender in this battle.
The black energy instantly submerged him.
(Author's words: I originally thought about a lot of plot for this fantasy, and could write at least 20,000 words, but after thinking about it, this paragraph seems to have nothing to do with the main plot. It is just about what happened countless thousands of years ago. Why waste so much pen and ink on so many words? I just finished one chapter. The previous Wang Fugui, He Shiba, Yang Linlin, and Chai Yuan are all very important characters in the later period, but this illusion is of no use, that is, it is revealed. Just a glimpse of the great war that year.)
