Under the chaotic starry sky.
Yang Fan's eyes flickered, and he had a vague decision in his heart.
One hundred thousand epochs have passed, waiting from the left to the right, and can't wait for the other god kings of the Honglin Protoss, or the god king, to enter their chaos through the chaos crack.
He can basically conclude that there are eight to nine in ten. This Red Lin God Race will not send anyone else. The fall of the God King Senluo seems to have completely frightened the Red Lin God Race.
At this moment, Yang Fan had a little regret in his heart, and he shouldn't have completely swallowed and refined the Divine King Senluo, leaving a ray of his soul, and temporarily stabilizing the Red Lin Protoss.
If not, the Red Lin Protoss saw that there had been no news from the God King Senluo for a long time, and would send other God Kings to find his whereabouts.
Hey! This is the end of the matter, and it's vain to think about it again.
Now, he was afraid that he had to take a risk, and he had gone to the chaos of Honglin.
In the 100,000 epoch, waiting for the god king of the Honglin Protoss, Yang Fan never forgot to cultivate hard, every breath, every second, a lot of chaos was swallowed and refined by him, the chaos nearby was billions of light years, chaos of chaos Qi has become thinner and more than a grade, helpless, there is no god king powerhouse for him to devour and refine, and only rely on swallowing chaotic Qi to cultivate, and the result is just as he expected, it is simply a tortoise speed, and his slowness almost collapsed him.
After 100,000 epochs, his cultivation level was only a slight improvement, not to mention any advancement in the rank, even the small realm, and he has never made a breakthrough.
To this day, it is still in the late stage of the low-level and high-level Chaos God King, and it is far away from the low-level and high-level Chaos God King's pinnacle.
If this continues, don't talk about 100,000 epochs, just give him tens of billions, hundreds of billions of epochs, and don't dream of being promoted to the middle-level high-level Chaos God King.
It's just that there is so much time for him to cultivate, tens of billions, hundreds of billions of epochs? Even for a billion epochs, their little chaos would have been swallowed and merged by the red lin chaos long ago, and they have become the resources for the growth of the red lin chaos.
No, I can't wait any longer. Honglin God Race can afford it, but he doesn't have that much time. The longer the time is, the more disadvantaged it is to their chaos.
One hundred million epochs, that is a conservative estimate. During this period, the Honglin Protoss used some special methods. No, it didn't take tens of millions of epochs to catch up with their chaos.
Moreover, he swallows and breaks through, and it also takes time, but it is not about suppressing those god kings, god kings, and immediately able to cultivate their strength by leaps and bounds.
If a low-level god emperor completely swallows refining, it will take hundreds of thousands of epochs to say nothing.
This is still when he first devours and refines a large number of Dao origins, Dao Supreme Divine Body has greatly improved, and the swallowing speed has made a qualitative breakthrough. Otherwise, he will be given millions of epochs, and he may not be able to convert a low-level god. The emperor completely swallowed.
Divine emperor, quasi divine emperor, a word difference, but the gap between them is more than ten million times.
next moment... ...
Yang Fan flashed a red light around his body, his face was extremely distorted, and pieces of red scales suddenly appeared, covering his whole body, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a red lin protoss god.
This Red Lin Protoss God Lord, it took Yang Fan a lot of time to find a fish that slipped through the net.
The killing was too cruel before, these gods, as soon as they entered the Ten Thousand Swords God Slashing Formation, they were ruthlessly strangled by him.
At that time, if I had known that there would be such a day, I would leave a few gods as a backup.
It's like now, in order to find the fish that slipped through the net, almost the entire chaos was turned over.
There are many other god soldiers, priests, and god generals, but it is not so easy for these ants, who are the supreme avenues, to get in touch with those god kings and god kings.
Yang Fan's body moved, tearing the space apart and reappearing, already appearing in the Ten Thousand Swords God Array.
"I hope that the disguise of this seat can deceive the Honglin Protoss."
Looking at the chaotic crack that does not know how many light-years in diameter, it seems to be able to swallow everything, Yang Fan has a trace of anxiety in his heart, devouring the sky and the earth~ Although the law is so mysterious, what it pretends is like what, it swallowed most of the origin of the god. After the power, whether it is breath or origin, he is generally the same as that god.
However, Yang Fan still felt a little uneasy in his heart whether he could be completely confused.
Pretending to be other chaotic creatures like this, it was still the big girl getting on the sedan chair.
The other Red Lin god clan powerhouses, it's worth it, they are afraid that they will meet the Red Lin god emperor and let him see something.
The Supreme Dao of Five Heavens, especially the lord of the chaos, in his little chaos, what means he is not today, he can speculate at will.
If it weren't for their chaos, there would be no resources for him to grow up, and Yang Fan really didn't want to take this risk.
He is not like the Hunyuan Dao ancestors. They have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation. They have nowhere to go. If they want to make a breakthrough, they can only use some special methods. And he, as long as he has enough resources, he can quickly improve. Be willing to take odd risks, to break through other chaos.
This is not bravery, but irresponsibility for one's own life.
In the world of cultivators, only those who live to the end are the real cultivators, and when they fall in the middle, no matter how enchanting Tianjiao is, in the end they will be a dead person with no value.
Good luck, some descendants occasionally chant a few words, bad luck, completely obliterated in the long river of time, it is not necessarily.
Yang Fan doesn't want to be the forgotten member!
Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with determination. Now that he is determined, don't hesitate anymore.
"Pouch..."
With one step, he directly tore the space and stepped into the chaotic crack in one step.
Space changes, time travels.
I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a billion years, maybe an era.
With a flash of light in front of him, Yang Fan found himself appearing under a strange and familiar starry sky. Not far away, a chaotic crack with a diameter of over a million light-years straddled the starry sky.
It was strange because he had never been here before, and he was familiar with the starry sky through the memory of the god king Sun Luo. He had seen this starry sky thousands of times.
"Is this the Red Lin Chaos? As expected, it is an ancient Chaos that has passed down nearly 22 Yanji."
Yang Fan looked around and sighed faintly.
This red lin chaos, the activeness of the source of power, and the clarity of the laws of the Great Dao are far from comparable to their little chaos.
It’s no wonder that so many powerful men can be born. There are so many god masters like dogs, and gods are walking everywhere. If Hunyuan Dao ancestors were born in this red primordial chaos, with their talent potential, they would have broken through the shackles and promoted to the double heaven. The Grand Dao is a glimpse of the secrets of the triple heaven of the Dao. It is not impossible.
As the chaos gods and demons that have been born since the beginning of the chaos, the talent potential of the ancestor supreme and the five-star supreme of Daozu Hunyuan is definitely not low.
At least it was not inferior to that of the god Lord Yiyan, and it was delayed in breaking through. It was just the suppression of the original will of the Chaos Dao and the lack of sufficient resources.
"Okay! In this Red Lin Chaos, the power of this seat has not been suppressed. It seems that the sky is devouring the sky and the earth is great~ The Fa has really successfully concealed the original will of this Red Lin Chaos Dao."
Soon, a surprise flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. If he couldn't conceal the original will of Honglin Chaos Dao, it would be difficult to conceal the Red Lin Divine Emperor, and it might not even be possible to conceal it, those who are strong in the Divine Emperor.
Moreover, Honglin Chaos is not their little chaos, and the strong will of the Dao of Chaos is far from comparable to their little chaos.
Once suppressed by him, his comprehensive combat power definitely dropped by more than one rank.
Maybe, even the top-tier god emperor's combat power might not be able to possess.
Fortunately, the worst result did not happen.
at this time... ...
"who?"
Daoliu ~ Light fell from the sky, and immediately besieged Yang Fan to Tuantuan.
A total of 18 people, headed by a tyrannical mid-level god, and the remaining 17 people, all gods, comparable to the invincible Dzogchen quasi-supreme top gods.
The chaotic cracks are related to the survival of their Red Lin Chaos, it is of great importance, and the guards are tightly guarded. It is not much worse than the Red Lin Emperor's Palace where the Red Lin God Emperor is located.
Not to mention those vassal protoss, slaves, that is, the strong redlin protoss own clan, and they are not allowed to approach the chaotic crack without receiving a Yu order.
"Brother Mo Qian, it's me!"
The leading god was still an acquaintance of Yang Fan, or to be precise, the acquaintance of the god of the Red Lin Protoss that Yang Fan transformed into.
"Ah... God of Su An, it's you! Are you back from that little chaos?"
The god Mo Qiang stared with both eyes and his face was unbelievable. Although there was no birth of the heaven and earth vision of the death of the god of peace, but in his opinion, his old friend has long been fierce. You know, even Sen. The Luoshen King was all folded in that little chaos, not to mention that Suan Shenjun was such a small middle-ranking god.
Falling down, it was just a matter of time. I never thought that there would be a day when I saw this old friend again.
"Brother Moqian, where is His Majesty the Emperor? I have something to report to His Majesty."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you Yellow Cat NO1 for your reward.