"Yes, Hua is me!"

The old rabbit looked at the men and women on the pavilion obsessed. The rabbit moaned comfortably after being touched, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if to sleep.

"Master, you said that rabbits want to eat vegetarian food, I really eat vegetarian food now." Zhang Fan was speechless, and the appearance of an old rabbit turning a carrot appeared in his mind. It would be better if this kind of vegetarian food was not eaten.

"Master, you also said, when you go out to play, remember to go home, now I'm back."

The old rabbit's face was filled with tears and walked forward step by step. While walking, he turned around and said, "Donghuang, do you know the origin of the rabbit now?"

Zhang Fan nodded silently. He really knew and understood why no one knew his roots.

"Then you know, what is this place?", "I hope to hear it for details!"

Zhang Fan looked solemn, his eyes stayed on the man's back, as if he wanted to engrave it in the deepest part of his mind.

"This is a dream, a dream of the first demon emperor." The old rabbit gradually drifted away, and his voice seemed to float.

"What is this dream? Does my master really exist, or even if I, Rabbit, really exist, no one knows."

"I only know that this dream will continue for hundreds of thousands of years, even if the first generation of demon emperors disappears into the world, this dream will continue forever.

"I am born from my dreams and should go back to my dreams. The three realms are not my home, only in my master's arms."

The sound still echoed in the void filled with moonlight, and even stirred up the colorful and beautiful things. However, the owner of the sound turned into a vast white light and dissipated little by little after passing a certain barrier.

The glory seemed to be like a lacquer swallow that flocked to the forest or flowed into the sea, and it threw itself directly into the woman's arms and rushed into the jade rabbit.

With a long distance, all magical powers and magic were not suitable for display, so Zhang Fan could only barely see them. At that moment, the Jade Rabbit opened her eyes and rubbed them comfortably, and then fell asleep peacefully.

This sleep may take years to sleep through the hardships of hundreds of thousands of years of hard work to find the way home.

In a trance, at that moment, Zhang Fan seemed to hear the silver bell-like laughter echoing in the moon palace, causing the wind, the falling flowers, and the falling leaves to gather towards the place where the woman was.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan understood in his heart that as long as he took that step with all this and entered his dream, everything outside would have nothing to do with him.

Even his relatives, friends, and disciples can reappear in this dream world like a radish that has been gnawed halfway by the jade rabbit's mouth.

"Just... step out of the tip"

"The power of the first generation of demon emperor has transcended all constraints. Even if the demon master destroys the world, he cannot break his dream." "Is this step or not?"

Zhang Fan just stood quietly, all of this flowing through like flowing water, and finally turned into a sigh, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Everyone wants peace, and this step is another kind of eternity.

The problem is that this eternity is only placed in the dream of others. Zhang Fan doesn't want it, even if that person is the first demon emperor, he doesn't want it.

"What's more,..." Zhang Fan looked at the woman for the last time. This elf in Guanghan Palace, even if the laughter was extremely crisp and charming, could not be replaced by any woman in the world, and had her own appearance.

The first generation of Demon King, the creator of the dream who never wakes up, could not truly reappear the person deep in his heart, and he could only leave a blank space.

"Then... what about me?" Zhang Fan let out a long breath, all hesitation and all fear dissipated with the wind.

"My eternity, the peace of the people I care about, can only be achieved through my hands!"

"Even if it can only exist in a dream, it can only be my dream!" The last word was spoken out, and Zhang Fan turned around resolutely, stepped out, and jumped to the sky.

After understanding that this was the dream of the first demon emperor, he already knew what to do to get rid of it.

The more it rises, the brighter it is. The boundless flame is burning and condensed, and finally condenses a red sun, the umbrella dances, and the rising sun rises.

"Dongdongdongdongnn"

Donghuang Bell Table Tennis is not stopping, and the big world is at dawn.

When the sun rises, it is the time when the moon sets. No matter how dreamy it is, it cannot keep the Guanghan Moon Palace, which is cold under the sun.

Either wake up from the dream or send Zhang Fan away, there is no need to say much about the result.

When the sun rose to the middle sky, a surging and irreversible force sent Zhang Fan out of this dream. In vaguely, there seemed to be a sigh, traveling through time and space.

At that last moment, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think that this sigh was the first generation of demon emperor who was unreal dream of him, even people like him, who had to escape from the dream and make a comeback?

This question is destined to be without an answer. A flash of eyes, the whole world is being broken and reorganized. Finally, what appeared in front of him was a huge palace that was extremely magnificent.

The palace gate is higher than the Lianyun Mountains, and the eternal and long-lasting flows on it.

"This is the real temple of the gods!"

At the first moment, Zhang Fan confirmed it and knew that after this gate, the first generation of demon emperors was in charge: the place where the demon gods in the five directions released the demon lord: the place where the demon lord has been hiding for so many years...

In this place, a war will soon break out that affects the existence of the Three Realms!

"Huhuhuhunn" invisible wind sounded, surrounding Zhang Fan, accompanied by step-by-step promotion, and climbing countless steps, as for the eternal portal.

Zhang Fan stood in front of this gate that once represented the supreme majesty of the Three Realms, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and pressed it down.

Silently, the door opened, just the moment Zhang Fan was about to press his hand on the door.

The door crack went from small to large, from a gap so thin that it could only pass through a small ray of gaze, to a channel that communicated inside and outside. Zhang Fan's gaze collided with a fierce oncoming face.

The eyes collide, like sparks.

"Donghuang, Zhang Fan!"

"Demon Lord, Black Lotus Dark Sun!"

The two of them shouted almost at the same time, and the sound waves penetrated through the cracks in the door, sweeping out a strong wind, whistling inside and outside.

These two people are destined to have a battle. The strong man who either wins or dies, meets him for the first time.

"Come in!"

I don’t know how long it took, but You’d checked back from the temple of the gods and a cold voice came out.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, stepped in, looking very leisurely. After entering, he even waved his sleeves and closed the eternal portal again.

One inside and one outside, and two worlds become two, and only one of them can leave.

Zhang Fan didn't look back and looked straight up, "At the same time, he kept walking and stepped forward steadily.

Wherever his eyes were, a throne made of gold and red materials, a dark and cold shadow sat quietly on it, looking down from above.

After the throne and the shadow-like human form, a black red sun hung high, with destruction and despair that was the extreme opposite of the sun, and with the extreme femininity of the back of the violent flames. This is a completely opposite sun dark sun.

Before the throne, "where the shadowy human-shaped footsteps were pedaling, a black lotus bloomed, and every petal and every leaf were pitch black as ink, as if it could naturally swallow all light" and wipe out all vitality.

"This is the Black Lotus of Destroying the World!"

Zhang Fan's eyes paused on it, and recalled the description of the black lotus by the Qilin ancestor.

This thing was born at the same time as the world was created. It was given the mission of destroying the world at birth, which was the disaster of the origin of the world.

Black lotus and dark sun appeared together, and this person was a demon!

"We're finally meeting."

While Zhang Fan was looking at him, the demon master was also looking at Zhang Fan. After a while, he slowly opened. He said, "Dong Emperor, you have given me a lot of joy." "I thought that I would sit here and watch the destruction of the three realms boringly: "I thought that you could not break the barrier of my temple; I thought that you could not get out of the dream of the first generation of demon emperors.

"I didn't expect that I would actually let you walk to the front of me." Zhang Fan shook his head and laughed, saying, "Demon Lord, Zhang is here to kill you."

In a simple sentence, it lifts up everything, and it is life and death. What's the use of nonsense?

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fan and the demon master looked at the same time and made an instant move.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and Xuan Huang Qingyun fell from above his head, and turned into a cushion. Then, he did not delay for a moment, and took a step forward and sat down in the cushion.

The demon lord suddenly grabbed the handrail of the throne with one hand, and a little under his feet, the black lotus floated up and floated until the dark sun, showing the scene of the black lotus supporting the dark sun.

The two of them had just finished their movements, and a "boom" sound seemed to come from the sky. However, the entire temple of the gods shook violently, and the terrifying vibration turned into fine ripples, echoing in the temple of the gods.

Wherever Bowen passed, the space collapsed and was destroyed. Only Zhang Fan and the Demon Lord looked at each other coldly, staring at each other without turning their eyes.

"snort!"

After a while, the two of them groaned together, and their breath was unstable.

The violent vibration was the terrifying power radiated by the collision of the Temple of the Gods and the Eastern Imperial Palace again. The connection between the Supreme Treasures and the connection between the Supreme Treasures made Zhang Fan and the Demon Lord injured both before they even took action.

"Donghuang Palace?!", "What an Eastern Palace, but are you really childish enough to think that you can compete with the Temple of Gods by just refining a magic weapon?", there was an unconcealed anger in the voice of the demon master. Perhaps it was too many years, and no one could let him try the pain of being injured.

While speaking, the demon lord reached out and grabbed the void, and a transparent palace was held in his hand.

A group of temples!

This is the origin of the Temple of the Gods. Although it is a phantom, it is the real foundation of the Temple of the Gods. The terrifying power of its power can be imagined.

Zhang Fan smiled and reached out his hand to grab it indifferently. The infinite fantasy and merit energy gathered, and a Xuanhuang Palace condensed in his palm.

One East Palace!

The true origin of the Eastern Imperial Palace is not the main body of the Divine Stone Palace that is colliding with the Temple of Gods outside. If it is a merit, it is an infinite merit that belongs to Zhang Fan!

"Demon Lord, you want to know the answer is very simple, we...", "You will know it after a try!", the third update of the mouth g, and it is still one chapter short of ~n, but that chapter is going to come again at night, so I can't stand it anymore, sleep for 4 hours, and then get up to write "The Heavens". The explosion of "The Heavens" has been completed, and I look back and finish the last chapter!

Huhuhuhu, you have to separate it like this, otherwise it will be easy to write. Fortunately, it is almost over, and such a day will not last long.

Haha, go to bed, see you at night!
Chapter completed!