One of Ye Fan's souls outside the Heavenly Dao Space

looked at Ancestor Hongjun coldly.

"Ancestor Hongjun, the saint is not exclusive to anyone. It doesn't make sense for you to be the saint for generations. I don't accept it."

"My becoming a saint is permitted by Heaven. Your failure to become a saint is also Heaven's will. Your losing the competition is Heaven's will and your skills are inferior to others."

"What about Heaven? My fate is determined by me, and my skills are inferior to others because I was born late. When I was in the competition, I was only 80,000 years old and had practiced for 80,000 years. Now I have practiced for more than 100,000 years, and I am no worse than you. I want to compete again."

Ye Fan said coldly. 110,000 years ago, he lost the competition and was convinced that it was his skills that were inferior to others.

But he didn't expect that there would be a reversal. Someone told him that he was cheated. The saint had been predetermined. They were just sparring partners. No matter how talented you are, you can't win the championship and become a saint.

This made Ye Fan furious. During the competition, he was only 80,000 years old. He reached the peak of Quasi-Saint after 80,000 years of practice. This was definitely an extremely heaven-defying talent, and the fact was true. 80,000 years of practice made Ye Fan's life extremely smooth. He had been a prodigy that everyone admired since he was a child.

He could lose by relying on his inferior strength, but he would never allow anyone to play tricks, so he came to settle accounts with Patriarch Hongjun.

"The saint was granted by heaven, how can you just say no, Ye Fan, don't be presumptuous."

Patriarch Hongjun frowned and shouted coldly, the saint granted by heaven, you say no, then who do you think you are. There

are hundreds of Quasi-Saints in the world, and if everyone says no, do they all have to listen?

"Are you feeling guilty, afraid that after you lose your sainthood, you will be inferior to me?"

"What kind of guilty conscience is this? Do you, Ye Fan, treat sainthood as a joke? You say you want to compete?

" "Then you are feeling guilty, Ancestor Hongjun, I am going to declare war on you."

"Haha, come on then."

"I'm not stupid. You are a saint. I am not as good as you, but I can go to the time when you were not a saint yet. I want to see how capable you were at that time."

Ye Fan laughed. Although he was arrogant, he was not a fool. How could a quasi-saint like him beat Hongjun, a saint, and the first saint in the world.

He was going to the past timeline, he was going to the time when Hongjun was not a saint yet. He wanted to see if Hongjun was so powerful at that time.

"You are so bold, Ye Fan. You know that going to the past privately is a serious matter. With your cultivation level, you cannot bear this responsibility."

"So what? It's just a death at most. If you don't become a saint, you will die eventually. I'm not afraid of death,"

Ye Fan said coldly. After that, he disappeared. Ancestor Hongjun didn't stop him. It was just a split soul. It didn't mean anything.

"Ancestor Hongjun"

"Did you all hear it? ”

“I heard you, Master. He is just a quasi-saint. There is no need to worry. Even before you became a saint, he was not your opponent,”

said Tongtian. He knew very well what kind of strength Hongjun was at that time. Although he had not yet become a saint, he was also invincible. No matter which time and space Hongjun was from, he would not be his opponent.

“Ye Fan is extremely talented and became famous at a young age. Although he is arrogant, he is also an upright person. He must have gone to find me before I became a saint, but not every saint is like this. What if he went to find me when I was weaker?”

“This…”

“Master, I’m going to kill him.”

“If nothing unexpected happens, Ye Fan’s true body and main soul have entered the timeline. How can you find him? Even if you kill Ye Fan, can you kill all the quasi-saints in the world? "

It's possible."

"Humph, you can kill more than 300 quasi-saints in the world, then what about in the future? Will there be no quasi-saints in the future? Will you keep killing? Then what's the difference between you and the devil?"

said the ancestor Hongjun. This made Tongtian Sect Master lower his head immediately, unable to answer.

The other eight people looked at each other. According to Hongjun's understanding, they really couldn't kill all the quasi-saints. You know, many quasi-saints are their disciples and relatives. Should they kill them? If they don't kill them, who can guarantee that they don't have second thoughts?

But if they kill innocent people like this, then what's the difference between them and the devil? They are unworthy of being saints.

"Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven is right?"

Lin Jiang couldn't help but think of the four Emperors of Heaven at this time.

They definitely don't have this contradiction, because they have killed all those who threaten them, and the remaining immortals are still far from challenging their existence.

Isn't this the same as now?

But if Lin Jiang and the others do the same, they will be no different from the devil, which is really difficult.

"Do you think we will also be within their challenge range?" "

Basically it is certain. It is said that they pick on the weak persimmons. There are still people who are not convinced by the ancestor Hongjun, let alone us."

"Humph, then it depends on whether they have the ability. Saints like us can sense our past and future. As soon as they make a move, they will be discovered."

"But what if they don't directly attack our past?"

Lin Jiang suddenly asked, and everyone's face changed drastically.

Saints are extraordinary. They can sense their past and future, and even some direct relatives can sense it. But the problem is that saints are not only direct relatives, but also many cause and effect relationships. Sometimes even killing a passerby who has nothing to do with them will trigger some domino effects, thus affecting the saints.

"Oh no, someone went to the time and space of six million years ago to challenge my existence when I was weak, damn it"

"Daoyou, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first"

As soon as Lin Jiang finished speaking, someone exclaimed, and then pulled out the timeline and entered six million years ago.

"I also have someone going to my past timeline, Daoyou, you must be careful"

Soon, another saint spoke, and then disappeared directly.

Lin Jiang and Liang Long looked at each other, both of them were deeply worried. They knew that no one could escape. The nine saints were the targets of the challenge of those quasi-saints, and they were also targeted.

"Disperse first, go back and think of countermeasures"

said the ancestor Hongjun. At this time, he had some enlightenment in his heart. Perhaps the future cosmic catastrophe was related to these quasi-saints. Many quasi-saints believed the evil words of those demons and were about to rebel.

"Lin Jiang, do you think the saints will become the enemies of all quasi-saints?"

"I don't know, but it's very likely. What saints are saints in all their lives. Regardless of whether this is true or not, many people will believe it, because as long as they believe it, they feel that they can challenge the saints." "

Then we will be busy. The world will be in chaos. The past timeline has been disturbed, and the world will be in chaos."

"Yes, we are busy. Let's go back first. We should remain unchanged in the face of changes."

Lin Jiang said. As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jiang was suddenly shocked.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone moved my timeline and left."

Lin Jiang left a sentence and immediately returned to the past time and space. Lin

Jiang came to the original battle in the Heavenly Court according to his induction. The four emperors in the battle suddenly became stronger and almost killed their past selves.

"Good tricks."

Lin Jiang sensed the power that did not belong to them from the four emperors, and immediately took them back.

"Get out!"

"Haha, Saint Lin Jiang."

"A little quasi-saint dares to interfere with the saint's progress

. Are you looking for death?" "Saint Lin Jiang, please don't scare me. Who would be afraid of death if he has cultivated to the level of a quasi-saint? This is just a warning. Please give up your sainthood and fight me fairly. If I lose, I will commit suicide. There is no need to trouble the saint for help."

"What a joke. I will lose face if you say so."

"If you don't obey, don't blame me for taking action. I am just one of the souls and I am hiding in the long river of time. You can't find me. You can just wait to make up for the timeline everywhere in the future."

"I will be afraid of you. Don't let me find your true body, otherwise you will be dead."

Lin Jiang was furious and threatened the saint. This was already a way to his death.