Chapter 729

"Do you know the month?"

Ye Fan asked, looking at the ugly man with a strange face.

In his opinion, as long as the existence in Hongmeng should be related to each other?

"Moon? The crying little girl?"

Emperor Jun looked at Ye Fan in surprise and said, "have you entered the Hongmeng holy world?"

"No, I saw him somewhere else!"

He felt Dijun's strength as a Hongmeng saint and asked, "since your strength is so strong, why do you stay in the famine?"

"Ha, strong?" emperor Jun glanced at Ye Fan and said, "I can't even beat Taixu emperor now. How can I be strong?"

Everyone looked at each other and listened to the man's meaning. Could he ever beat Taixu emperor? How strong is that?

"Oh, how strong were you?"

Ye Fan asked a question of great interest to all saints.

Other saints also stared at the strange man. Yes, how powerful?

The existence that can compete with Taixu emperor can not blow out the whole chaos?

"If I say that the holy master of Hongmeng once fought with me to dominate the Lord of Hongmeng holy world, do you believe it?"

"What?"

"Are you kidding!"

Yang Mei was the first to shake his head. He was a saint of Hongmeng. Although he didn't know how strong the Lord of Hongmeng was, he knew how strong Ye Fan is now.

Lord of the upper world, I'm afraid the strength is beyond their imagination.

"Hey, hey, look, you asked, I said, if you don't believe it, what can I do?"

Ye Fan stared at him and didn't speak.

This person's existence really surprised him. If he didn't stand up by himself, he really couldn't find his existence.

He looked at the withering nine colored lotus. One of the petals had withered. It would not take long for the Tao of heaven to come out of it.

He then asked, "another question!"

"Do you want to ask me how I appeared in the famine?"

Dijun seemed to know what ye fan wanted to ask. He raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Fan, nodded, and then said, "naturally, it appears from the Taixu roulette, but you treat me as the demon emperor Jun!"

"So you were dead before?"

Ye Fanhe grasped a key point.

"What about that?" Dijun obviously had some helplessness: "if I don't die, Hongmeng Saint won't become the Lord of Hongmeng saint!"

Other people are a little silly. The Taixu Roulette is really evil. It can pull out the ancient emperor who has died in Hongmeng for a long time.

That's strange!

Even Ye Fan was very surprised.

He began to call the system inside.

"Host!" today's system sound is still as usual.

Ye Fan said, "do you know that man?"

"Host, do you say the existence of the ancient emperor who calls himself Hongmeng? Natural knowledge! He once competed with the holy master Hongmeng for Hongmeng's ownership!"

"Good guy, it's true!"

Then he asked, "now tell me, why can the temple raise him?"

"Host, the ancient emperor Hongmeng has already died for endless years. There is no reason to resurrect, but everything about him is handled by the holy master Hongmeng. There is no exact record about him in the system!"

"All right!"

The system is not omniscient. He already knows it completely.

He looked at Dijun: "what are you going to do now?"

After all, this guy is second only to him in this chaos. If something happens, it's not a small thing.

"It depends on what you mean, Lord of the temple!"

Dijun knew that in the famine, Ye Fan's words were better than the words of heaven.

Ye Fan looks at Xiang Hongjun.

Hongjun shook his head and looked at the way of heaven.

Where the heavenly way is located, the flowers and bones have completely withered and withered, and the surrounding has long been gone.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, the withered petals burst open, and the fragments fell on the wasteland one after another, and then were completely absorbed.

And a handsome young man came out of it.

"Oh, this guy is really pretending to be tender!"

Hongjun stared at the young man transformed into heaven and couldn't help saying.

But when everyone listened, they thought he was sour.

Tiandao glanced at each other, and then said to Dijun, "I heard what you said just now. As long as you don't make trouble in the wilderness, I can let you exist!"

One more Hongmeng sage, the flood and famine will provide a guarantee.

Dijun said frankly: "originally, I wanted to let the demon family dominate the flood famine, but I was amazed by the way I didn't want to cast the temple Lord. I not only cleaned up the anomalies in the flood famine, but also restored the flood famine to the opening time in an instant!"

When he saw the saints frown, he opened his mouth and added, "but now, even if the creatures in the three worlds don't add up to more than one Kyushu, why should I waste more time!"

The boundless land is vast. Now the three realms are empty and there are many places. Moreover, the previously deficient land and all the blessed places have been restored. Choosing any place is a good place for cultivation.

Naturally, there is no need to rob any cultivation resources.

This is undoubtedly great good news for the creatures under the saints.

Ye Fan looked at Dijun and said, "welcome to join us!"

Now that this guy has put out his mind of disturbing the famine, he is naturally happy to see this chaos become more powerful.

Hong Jun looked at Nu Wa and other saints and said:

"Put all the people you saved into this world. In a word, although the famine is still the famine before, I don't know whether this world is suitable for them to survive. After all, the vitality when the world first opened will be incomparably strong! They are likely to explode accidentally!"

"Good Daozu!"

Ye Fan turned to look at the way of heaven and asked, "next, we will build the temple. Which saints do you want to revive?"

Heaven's green shirt was flying. He thought carefully and said:

"The Supreme Master, the primitive, the Tathagata, Haotian, Yang Jian, the Eastern Emperor, Kunpeng, by the way, zhenyuanzi, can zhenyuanzi be resurrected? And the Styx River, the sea of blood he created this time has helped many people. Although there are still many sins, his existence can replace Wutian!"

He inquired. After all, zhenyuanzi has been dead for a long time, and the Styx river has been swallowed.

Ye Fan frowned.

"The Supreme Master and the primitive are chaotic saints. His mark is on the avenue. The avenue is silent and cannot be revived for the time being. So is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Under the care of Taixu emperor, Ye Fan is not sure to wake up the silent Avenue. Otherwise, if Taixu emperor suddenly wakes up, they will suffer!

"As for zhenyuanzi, it's OK, so is the Styx river. The existence of the Styx river is originally condensed by Pangu's dirty blood. If he becomes a saint, it's really the best choice to replace Wutian, and he won't rebel!"

Ye Fan said with a smile!