"Brother Zhuang, have you broken through to the holy realm?"

Razeri.

Watching Zhuang Fan cross an endless distance in one step, as if he was teleporting.

The face of Holy Son Tianxuan was filled with shock.

Even the one hundred and eight divine rings behind him collapsed.

Thunder is rolling in my heart.

The storm is coming.

There is no way to stay calm anymore.

He remembered clearly that when he crossed the sea of ​​fire, Zhuang Fan was still at the second level of the Sub-Sacred Realm.

How come one trip to the ultimate place directly transcended at least seven minor realms and became a saint?

God is unfair.

"Blessedness comes to the soul, breakthroughs happen by chance, these little things are nothing to be alarmed about."

Zhuang Fan waved his hand.

"What a blessing to the soul, Brother Zhuang, if I could beat you, you would be lying on the ground now."

a long time.

Holy Son Tianxuan opened his mouth and squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Then he flew away into the distance without looking back.

He didn't want to look at Zhuang Fan at all.

He was afraid that he would be directly angered to death.

"Wei Yi, don't leave. Let me tell you, the taste of this holy land is different. Even the air is sweet..."

A loud voice echoed in all directions.

Echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

Zhuang Fan's face was full of embarrassment.

Chased towards Holy Son Tianxuan.

Time is like water.

Rolling forward.

Never stop.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Zhuang Fan entered the secret realm of Lingxu.

Calculate the time.

The day has come to return.

at this time.

He and Holy Son Tianxuan stood above the primitive old forest they met just after entering the secret realm of Lingxu.

Waiting for Tao Zun to open the door to the void again.

Lead them out.

"Brother Zhuang, can you really take me out of the secret realm of Lingxu and into the outside world?"

Holy Son Tianxuan was a little worried and asked nervously.

"You've asked me this question five hundred and thirty-eight times today, and my ears are almost numb."

"You put your heart in your stomach now. Since I said I would take you to the outside world, I must be fully confident."

Buttoned the ears.

Zhuang Fan said somewhat speechlessly.

"Aren't I worried? Your world is undergoing a resurgence of spiritual energy. If you are discovered by the will of the world when you cross the border, both of us will be finished."

A wry smile appeared on the face of Holy Son Tianxuan.

"It can't be discovered. I will put you into the Chaos Bead later, which can block all auras and heavenly secrets. As long as you pass through the space channel, the will of the world will not take action against you again."

Zhuang Fan explained confidently.

The ability of the Chaos Orb is still very powerful.

Let’s not talk about other abilities for now.

Deceiving Tianji is absolutely top-notch.

If even Blue Star, a world that has just revived for a century, cannot deceive the will of the world, then it really deserves the title of the treasure of chaos.

"Buzz!"

at this time.

There was a turmoil in the void.

There were ripples like water waves.

A space passage more than two meters high emerged.

"My friend, the one-month deadline has expired. Come out quickly."

Tao Zun's voice came from the passage.

Zhuang Fan immediately took out the Chaos Bead.

Take Tianxuan Holy Son in.

Then he stepped into the space passage.

After a while.

Zhuang Fan appeared in the Taoist temple hall.

He saw Dao Zun and Sikong Zhen waiting nearby.

He said sincerely: "Teacher, Taoist senior, you have worked hard to protect the Dharma here this time."

"Hehehe, you are too polite, little friend. Your cultivation is already ahead of the rest. I can't afford to call you a senior."

Tao Zun's eyes were shining brightly, he twisted his beard and smiled.

"How can this be?"

"Senior Taoist Master, you said that Zhuang Fan's cultivation level has surpassed yours. Could it be that he has already attained enlightenment and become a legendary saint?"

Hear what Tao Zun said.

Sikong Zhen was startled.

His eyes fell on Zhuang Fan.

His face was full of horror.

Holy man.

That is a strong man who only exists in legends.

Even monsters like Sword Immortal and Taoist Master.

Still unable to reach the threshold.

Now he was easily overtaken by Zhuang Fan.

And the most important thing is that Zhuang Fan is not yet eighteen years old.

He is much younger than Sword Immortal and Dao Zun.

Now he has become a saint.

The future achievements are immeasurable.

perhaps..

The human race has a chance to have another great emperor.

"I got some opportunities in the secret realm of Lingxu, and I got enlightened by luck."

Zhuang Fan grinned.

You can clearly see the back molars.

"Really become a saint?!"

Rao had already believed it in his heart just now.

But now after hearing Zhuang Fan admit it personally.

Sikong Zhen still shook his head violently.
To be continued...