Xianhong Road

Chapter 1213 Wan Jian Congratulations
In that near-empty purple-golden flame, only a small wisp the size of a tadpole differentiated, causing the supreme Emperor of the Seven Realms to turn into nothingness in an instant, which was ten thousand times more thorough than the annihilation of flying ash.

The miserable voice of Emperor Hades even spread from outside the world to the Star Castle of Reincarnation in the Heaven Realm.

Qianqiu Wuhen, Wushuang, Tiandi, and Hu Fei all turned pale in shock.

"It turned out to be him...in countless years, the only existence that surpassed the ancestor god."

The Heavenly Emperor's breathing suddenly became rapid, and there was incomparable awe and looking up in his eyes.

"Uncle Yang, Xiaochen, my father is here."

Zhang Xiaoyu said excitedly.

Although Yang Fan's face was a little shocked, it was much more normal than Tiandi and others.

Can become the last three eternal existences in the whole big world, how can the strength be snooped by ordinary people?

"Master, Zhang Heng is here. He is the practitioner of the first set of heaven-defying kung fu "Refining Heaven and Earth", and his cultivation has already surpassed that of the ancestors of gods."

The puppy said to Yang Fan cautiously.

"As early as the moment he appeared, I knew his origin. Zhang Heng?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth.

Just when he was staring at the resolute man, the other party also looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

At the moment when the eyes met, Yang Fan suddenly had a feeling of familiarity and deja vu.

"Three."

"In the whole big world, there are only three of us left."

The voice from the ancient darkness echoed in Yang Fan's mind again.

The moment the two looked at each other, they were like old friends.

Swish!
In one step, Zhang Heng stepped into the boundary from outside the boundary.

With an understatement, the seven realms system looked like nothingness.

——No need to break the boundaries.

The Heavenly Emperor on the Star Fort of Reincarnation was horrified and couldn't help gasping.

Then he took another step, Zhang Heng entered the Star Fort of Reincarnation, and took a look at Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng said in a loud voice: "My old friend Zhang Heng, come to congratulate me. I wish the bride and groom grow old together. The gift... is counterproductive."

Backfire?

What kind of gift is this?
Everyone in the reincarnation star castle was startled.

"Brother Yang, I am Zhang Heng. We have known each other before and are as close as brothers."

With a smile in his eyes, Zhang Heng took a light step and came to Yang Fan.

Like a brother?

Yang Fan was slightly startled, thinking of the guide Guo Feng in the Daqianshen Pagoda, who respectfully called himself Uncle Yang, even Zhang Xiaoyu called himself Uncle Yang when they met for the first time.

"Brother Zhang, I heard your name earlier, and I expected to meet you, but I never thought that I would meet you at the wedding."

A look of relief appeared on Yang Fan's face.

On a certain day in countless worlds in the future, he and Zhang Heng are both one of the only three people left in the world.

The last friendship in the endless loneliness is indescribable.

When the eyes of Zhang Heng met, Yang Fan seemed to have a lot of things in his mind, and he was gradually realizing it.

After reaching a certain level, the shackles of time and space will become smaller and smaller.

Just like Qianqiu Wuhen, the integration of the three incarnations representing the past, present, and future directly crosses two levels and reaches the level of chaos.

"Haha! Today is Brother Yang's big wedding day, I will give a gift to encourage the growth of the seedlings."

Zhang Hengchang laughed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Yang Fan with his palm.

The moment he appeared on the stage, there was an aura of destruction that solidified everything in the world.

Space, time, reincarnation, karma, luck...all the power of the rules were shattered by the force that was so tyrannical that it defied the sky.

And the pupils of that man's eyes suddenly turned into silver, looking down upon the world and the common people.

Those silver pupils suddenly reminded Yang Fan of those silver eyes that inexplicably appeared like gods when Yu Wenxin was in the Xingzun ceremony in the Extreme North Star Pagoda.

The palm that Zhang Heng slapped was so slow, but it made everyone in the Star Castle tremble with fear.

Then, the silver pupils suddenly turned into gold, then purple-gold, and finally a piece of empty ashes.

Snapped!
The power of this palm, the power does not leak out, and it is not bound by the space of the Seven Realms.

It stands to reason that such a palm can at least break the boundary, but this space interface is like nothingness, and has no effect on him.

Yang Fan's soul seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar, shrouded in the breath of destruction and devouring.

The power of the opponent's palm even aroused the sensitivity of the immortal power in his body.

If this palm resists forcefully, it may be swallowed up in an instant, and even affect the source of life core.

Under the traction of the Qi machine, Yang Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and a force of great nature gushed out from the entire life core world and gathered in his palm.

The power of this palm almost condenses the power of the entire derived tree, which is equivalent to ten thousand times the power of Yang Fan at his peak.

Ten thousand times stronger!
In other words, it is not a problem to instantly kill the Chaos Heaven Rank with this palm.

Bang!
The two palms intersected, but instead of being shattered as imagined, they were quietly glued together.

In an instant, Yang Fan only felt that his power seemed to be injected into a bottomless pit, pouring into it like a torrent, blending with Zhang Heng's destructive and devouring power.

"not good."

He secretly exclaimed, but saw that Zhang Heng had a smile on his face, with a bit of kindness.

At the next moment, Yang Fan suddenly realized that Zhang Heng's power of destruction and devouring was merged with Xianhongjue's original power of life and disappeared out of thin air.

Zhang Heng devoured his strength, and his cultivation increased.

Yang Fan couldn't help but be astonished, there is such a power in this world, and it grows cultivation by devouring it.

But on the contrary, after Yang Fan "dedicated" his strength, his cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds like a rocket.

Just in an instant, Yang Fan felt that his cultivation had skyrocketed without limit.

Usually the progress of the cultivation base is extremely fast, which can be described as a thousand miles a day.

But at this moment, Yang Fan's sudden rise in cultivation is not enough to describe it in terms of hundreds of millions of miles a day.

bang bang!

The two palms clashed, as if they had experienced an eternity, and it seemed that only a moment had passed.

Finally, Zhang Heng let go of his hand.

Yang Fan lowered his hand and closed his eyes, as if immersed in a certain situation.

In the life core world, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

The derived tree grew to a terrifying height of one hundred and eight thousand feet, with countless branches, full of colorful flowers, and countless inexhaustible fruits.

Yang Fan only felt that his cultivation base had increased by more than a thousand times. The life core world was already a world, and now it has expanded ten thousand times.

The creatures in the derivative world seem to have experienced tens of millions of years of development, and they have spawned trillions and billions of creature races. Compared with the Seven Realms system, they are not too far behind.

Yang Fan noticed that the fruits on the derived tree were already ripe, to the limit.

Unknowingly, he stepped into the Great Perfection from the later stage of Derivation in one step!
Reaching the Dzogchen Dzogchen means that there is only half a step away from the next state of "transformation without a period".

Even, if Yang Fan is willing, he only needs to retreat once, and he can step into the "infinite period of transformation" that has never been seen before or since.

Yang Fan, who has reached the Great Perfection, has a cultivation strength comparable to that of the Chaos Heaven Realm.

If he took another step, wouldn't he be surpassing the Chaos Heaven Rank?

After a long time, Yang Fan opened his eyes with a flash of complete understanding, and said to Zhang Heng, "Thank you."

At this time, he suddenly understood why Xianhongjue first followed the path of medicine, advocating the profound meaning of fraternity and selfless dedication.

Zhang Heng, who is practicing "Refining Heaven and Earth", can strengthen himself through endless devouring.

He only needs to devour and destroy to increase his strength.

However, Yang Fan's Immortal Sacred Art is exactly the opposite, and it is mutually reinforcing and restraining.

One devours and destroys, the other consecrates and creates.

Zhang Heng looked at him with a smile: "Your cultivation is more difficult than mine, not to mention the follow-up exercises deduced by yourself."

In terms of the difficulty of cultivation, destruction is easier than creation.

Yang Fan's path of cultivation is indeed much more difficult than that of Zhang Heng.

"Brother Zhang, please take a seat, thank you for your gift."

Yang Fan said politely.

His son Yang Chen walked over cleverly: "Uncle Zhang, this way please."

Zhang Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue, and timidly followed behind.

"You should have had enough fun outside, go back to Earth when you have time, your mother misses you."

Zhang Heng ordered.

"Yes, Dad, I miss my mother too." Zhang Xiaoyu looked like a good girl,
When Zhang Heng walked towards the VIP seat, the Emperor of Heaven immediately stood up and bowed in salute: "I met Mr. Zhang in Xia Minggu."

The attitude of the Emperor of Heaven can be described as respectful, and he even offered to give up his seat.

All of a sudden, all the powers from the seven worlds in the wedding hall were dumbfounded.

In their minds, the two emperors of heaven and underworld are the supreme beings of the Seven Realms.

But now, the aloof Heavenly Emperor actually respects this person so much that he is called an adult.

Zhang Heng nodded and said with a smile: "You have a good cultivation, and you have been in the wild ancestors all year round. You should know a friend of mine. His name is Yu Wuji."

"Yu Wuji!"

The Emperor of Heaven shuddered, and his expression became more and more frightened: "He is one of the three great god ancestors in the wilderness, and he is invincible all over the ancestor world. He is so young that he is only lucky enough to meet him once, so he can't be called an acquaintance."

Then, the wedding had to go on.

Zhang Xiaoyu blushed again and walked to the crystal pedestal to preside over the wedding.

"Next, I invite the groom and the bride to exchange tokens of love."

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

……

This unprecedented grand wedding in the Seven Realms has been pushed to a climax, and it seems that it will also come to an end.

But at this last moment, Wushuang stood up suddenly, exuding the supreme sword aura of the ancestor of swordsmanship.

The supreme sword energy penetrates the entire Seven Realms.

clang clang clang...

All kinds of swords in the Seven Realms, all existences above the level of fairy weapons, ignore the shackles of space, and arrive in an instant.

I saw billions and billions of sword weapons, like locusts, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the earth, flashing thousands of brilliant colors.

The white-clothed Shengxue figure stood in mid-air, slowly raising one hand.

Following his movements, the billions and billions of colorful swords quickly formed a "happy" character between heaven and earth.

Then, there is another part of swords, arranged in the second place to give the word "Xi".

In the end, the two characters "Xi" were put together.

In the space of the Seven Realms, billions and billions of sword weapons exude joy amidst the humming and shocking, and they are pieced together into a grand "Double Happiness" that covers the sky.

"Wu Shuang has nothing else but a sword, and in the end, I will take this as a gift and send blessings. Let the hundreds of millions of sword people in the Seven Realms congratulate and pray for you."

The white-clothed Shengxue figure stood in mid-air, slowly raising one hand.

For a moment, the atmosphere of joy permeated the entire Seven Realms.

(As soon as it arrives, huh, huh, the hundreds of millions of swordsmen also pay respects to fellow Taoists for a year in advance.

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(End of this chapter)