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Text Chapter 1409 The collision of two people and two eras!

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    Chapter 1409 Two people, the collision of two eras!  Ten thousand rays of light, all divided into nine colors, are unparalleled in beauty and unique.  .  .  There is the splendor of the rainbow that makes it more noble, the beauty of the sunset that makes it appear more condensed, and a touch of halo takes away all the brilliance of the world. No one can compare with it.  The source of all brilliance lies in Zhang Fan¡¯s raised palm.  In the palm of the hand, there is an object, which is dazzling and dazzling, shaped like feathers. I don't know what kind of bird can have such gorgeous feathers.  ¡ª¡ªFengyu Nine Colored Lings!  Only the First Phoenix Supreme, the ancestor of demons and birds in the world, the most powerful person who has existed since the creation of the world, can have such beauty that robs the world of creation.  "Drink!" Zhang Fan exhaled and raised his palm upwards, like throwing away a mountain.  "For the sake of the Three Realms, Zhang asked Supreme Lord Chufeng to take action!" As soon as he finished speaking, a nine-color light illuminated the heaven and earth, shining the most dazzling light in the hazy world of immortals.  At this moment, there was a faint sigh, tenderness, compassion, kindness, nobility, nobility, pride This small sigh seemed to contain qualities that could not be described by all the beautiful words in the world.  Chu Feng!  !  !  The nine-color feathers of the phoenix feather are burning, and the nine-color brilliance is burning. Among them, a phoenix emerges from the fire and turns around gracefully and gorgeously.  This is not the arrival of Chu Feng himself, but the power of her Supreme Being. At this moment, in response to Zhang Fan's call, she descends into the world of immortals.  "For the sake of the people's livelihood, Zhang asked the Ancient Holy Emperor to take action!" With another loud shout, Zhang Fan bowed and bowed, not for his own safety, not for his own safety, but for the common people and hundreds of millions of people in the three realms.  "That's it!" "Chu Feng Supreme takes the lead. My little friend is my descendant of the human race, and the Three Realms are my hometown. We, the old ones, cannot just sit back and watch." An old voice sounded, and Zhang Fan was in a daze, as if he had returned to the infinite cave.  , saw the seven ancient holy emperors who were tightly locked by the shackles of merit.  That voice still echoed in its own voice, and a large swath of golden light, immeasurable merit, followed Chu Feng, descended from the Seven Emperors Realm, penetrated the void of the Immortal Realm, and shrouded the outside of the temples.  In every bit of brilliance in this golden light, there are hundreds of millions of human beings prostrating themselves on the ground, in order to survive, survive, reproduce, and prosper That is the merit of heaven and earth, and the countless years of worship of human beings as the protagonists of heaven and earth.  The power of your will comes.  Chu Feng, the Holy Emperor, took action one after another. The last person Zhang Fan visited before coming here naturally would not sit idly by.  In an instant, another path containing endless desolation appeared, as if the ancient distant past itself, the natural force of creation of heaven and earth, broke through the void.  "Wizun, take action."  At this time, Li Zhangfan threw out the Phoenix Feather Nine Color Feathers, asking all the powerful men to take action. In just a split second, in front of him, three tyrannical forces tore apart the void, bringing up billowing air waves, and faintly collided with the temples.  "Please give me a helping hand, First Phoenix Supreme, Ancient Holy Emperor, Your Excellency Wu Zun, for the safety of the three realms, for the reproduction of living beings, and for the continuation of the race. Lend me twelve hours to remove this evil obstacle and prevent this disaster." Zhang  Fan's voice is like a bell, accompanied by the crow of a crow. He is clearly standing there, but seems to be placed in the endless void. Suddenly, the sound spreads to every corner of the world.  The fairy world, the human world, many small worlds, fragments of worlds Any intelligent creature can hear Zhang Fan's voice.  This is no longer a supernatural power, nor does it come from magic power, nor is it Zhang Fan's own power, but the original consciousness of the three realms that cheers him up, and every word can spread throughout the world.  ¡­ ¡°Junior brother.¡± Zhu Jiuxiao and other members of the Faxiang Sect stood at the highest point of the Lianyun Mountains, looking up at the large shadow.  "Baby" On Dongyang Peak, the old man was holding a cup of tea. His hands were shaking and making a "clang" sound, but he couldn't bring it to his mouth.  "BrotherFatherMaster" Under the magical power tree, Xiruo and other close relatives of Zhang Fan clenched their fists and clenched their hearts, staring at the seven huge green magical powers fruits.  "If I die, the magical power fruit will ripen." Zhang Fan's words that day were still in their ears. None of them wanted to see the magical power fruit stained red, which would mean losing him forever.  ¡­ ¡­ Be it close relatives, old acquaintances, or strangers, in short, when all the sentient beings in the three realms heard Zhang Fan¡¯s voice, at the same time, countless merit clouds emerged in the sky and gathered quickly.  All the merit clouds and golden light avoided the temples in disgust and merged into the Eastern Palace above the Qingyun above Zhang Fan's head.They dispersed and threw themselves at Chufeng, Shenghuang and Wuzun.  Unknowingly, my great wish moved heaven and earth, and actually sent down immeasurable merit.  The Way of Heaven was broken by the first demon emperor. Since then, merits have not appeared in the world, and the cruel world of immortality has never existed. After countless years of self-repair, the Way of Houtian has been re-established. Here is Zhang Fan who preaches to the world and has great aspirations to move heaven.  Great merit.  The newborn baby was strangled, finally woke up again, and faced the destruction of the temples of the Demon Lord. At this moment, no matter who can stop the Demon Lord, he will become the darling of the original consciousness of the three realms, which is entrusted by the heart of heaven.  Zhang Fan¡¯s words are like a great wish, which has its own merits. For the current heaven, there is no greater merit than this.  "Huhuhu~" The strong winds were blowing in all directions, colliding on all sides and shattering each other, forming a terrifying turbulence.  In the midst of the turbulent currents, the East Imperial Palace grew in the wind, swallowing up the immeasurable merits. In an instant, it was as big as the heaven and earth itself, and was on par with the other gods, confronting each other in the void.  On the other side, the strength of Chu Feng, the Holy Emperor, and the Witch Lord were revived, and they stood upright, rising from the bottom up, like a pillar rising from the ground, supporting the bottom of the temples.  There is almost no distinction in order. After the three forces took action without hesitation, the three merits belonging to them instantly penetrated the barrier of space. ?? In the ruby ??lake, deep in the Infinite Cave, in the center of the ancient sacrifice, the merits and virtues flashed with golden light, and each one belonged to its owner.  ¡°Crack~Crack~~¡± ¡°Rumble~¡± The sound of breaking and cracking is like the earth cannot support the trampling of the giant beast; the sound of thunder is like the roar of thunder that the space cannot bear.  The decline of the temples came to a sudden halt.  "Chu Feng, Holy Emperor, Lord Witch, do you really want to go against me?" "Do you know the consequences?!" A hoarse and cold voice, a sound that resonated with the heaven and earth, came from the temples and echoed in the void.  middle.  ¡ª¡ªMonster Lord!  Although the Demon Lord is not treated as the last hope and darling of the world like Zhang Fan, it is not difficult to spread his voice to any corner of the Three Realms.  "Demon Lord, you have great ambitions to destroy the heaven and the earth and rebuild the universe. Chufeng admires you." The Holy Emperor was silent and the Witch Lord was speechless. In the end, Chufeng's noble voice sounded: "It's just that your wish is not mine. You  You can destroy the world because of your great wish, but we can also stop you because of our concerns. " "Besides, your opponent is not us." Chu Feng paused and heard the graceful woman's voice.  A bit disappointed: "This is no longer our era. In that great era, there was only one winner, and we were just losers." "Since we have been defeated, why not lose again?" "You and him are the opponents.  The winner among you is the king of this new era, the strong one who will usher in the next great era. " "This is our battle!" Zhang Fan took a deep breath and spoke like thunder.  The sound, one word at a time, exploded the clouds in the sky and broke the strong wind.  "Hahaha~~~~" "Come on! Come on, you are all going to die anyway, die early, die later, so what does it matter." "Zhang Fan, come here, let me see what you are capable of, what can you do with me?"  Stop me from doing anything and fight with me! !!¡± The Demon Lord was silent for a moment, and then laughed wildly. The entire temple was shaking violently, and countless rays of light shot out, like billions of arrows, piercing the sky.  "Hmph!" When the temples burst out with immeasurable power, three muffled groans came out at the same time.  Far away in the dead Central Immortal Realm, countless volcanoes erupted together, and the water level of the ruby ????lake that sealed off Chu Feng dropped sharply, almost drying up; In the deep immeasurable cave of the Seven Emperors Realm, the shackles of merit instantly tightened, and seven figures staggered.  , unable to hold up; In the ancient sacrifice of the witch god world, the witch king Panwang shook a little, smiled, and stood still.  Behind him, the shaman was mourning and crying loudly. The never-ending wind blew across the plain, and the body of the witch master was shattered into pieces and scattered.  At that moment when the wind turned into smoke and dust, King Pan's eyes were still clear and clear. There was nostalgia for the shaman and the world, and there was also a sense of relief and relief.  Among the three parties, Wu Zun is the weakest. If it were not for the magical weapon in hand, he would not be qualified to participate in this final battle.  He sacrificed his life in exchange for the survival of his tribe, and in exchange for Zhang Fan¡¯s gratitude to his actions today, leaving a space for the Wu tribe to survive.  ¡­ It was just one blow, but Chu Feng, Holy Emperor, and Wu Zun all paid the price, some of which were irreversible and heavy.But no matter what, the temples never fell again after all, and the spirit world was stuck on the edge of falling and destruction, crumbling.  The three powerful beings took action and bought Zhang Fan the most precious time.  This time may not reach twelve hours, but no matter what, it at least gives Zhang Fan a chance to face the Demon Lord.  What Zhang Fan needs is just such an opportunity.  "Leave it to you." "Yeah, leave it to me." In front of Zhang Fan, in the colorful barrier outside the temples, there was a crack that was quickly closing.  This crack was opened by him with the last power of the True Immortal Treasure Body and the powerful power of the Golden Crow Dharma. If it were allowed to be closed, it would be almost impossible to do it again.  "Let's begin!" Zhang Fan took a deep breath, raised his arms high, and pushed forward with all his strength as if he were fighting against a cauldron.  "Boom~" The sky was filled with broken clouds, chaotic gusts of wind, and restless spiritual energy, whizzing away to both sides like separated sea water.  Between the temples and Zhang Fan, a large space is like a vacuum, forming a thoroughfare.  "Eastern Palace!" Zhang Fan shouted, the East Palace rumbled loudly, the golden light of merit bloomed, and the images of seventy-two demon gods loomed, with a sound like the roar of heaven and earth, and crashed towards the temples.  ¡°Boom, boom, boom~~¡± With an earth-shaking loud noise, two behemoths, representing the supreme treasures of two eras respectively, collided under the intense attention of countless creatures in the three realms.  ps: Phew, at least there was no delay.  Also, I seriously despise the Zhangzhou Electric Power Bureau. There was a power outage yesterday and another one today~~ I can¡¯t afford to hurt people who run outside to use electricity at 6 o¡¯clock in the morning~~
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