Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Feng's face, and this kind of proposal was too absurd.

Yang Mei smiled bitterly: "I know you will find it difficult to accept this idea, but why do you think it is impossible?"

Hongjun's voice suddenly rose up: "Just rely on him to suppress the avenue, so that there is no chaos saint in the chaos!"

Chaos Yuanfeng said, "Just relying on his legend in Taixu can prove what kind of existence he is!"

Sitting right in front of Ye Fan, he looked at the three giants in the chaos and said, "All three of you are right!"

Um?

The three of them cast their eyes on Ye Fan, and Yang Mei cast a gratitude toward Ye Fan.

Chaos Yuanfeng's expression was negative: "Daoist Ye Fan, Daoist Yang Mei has some basis for his words, but this kind of thing is impossible without even thinking about it!"

"How can it be impossible? Pang Dao felt that after a hint of agility appeared in his eyes, I am afraid that the Taixu Demon God would not be able to come before a Yuanhui!"

Ye Fan was also curious about Yang Mei's opinion: "This is a breakthrough point, but it cannot be used as a basis for all."

He continued: "As for what Daoist Hongjun said, it is possible that he will descend into chaos step by step, and Daoist Yuanfeng said it has a great chance of opening the world!"

"So, next, prepare for the things that may happen that I should mention for the three of you!"

Ye Fan continued: "Of course, there is another possibility that this chaos is already owned by Emperor Taixu, and he is ready to let the creatures in his world train in the chaos!"

Chapter 549: Someone Will Take Action

"Training? That is to slaughter the world's creatures in the chaos!"

Chaos Yuanfeng's eyes were full of shock. He looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Farther Daoist, can you be sure?"

"Not sure, so be prepared for Emperor Taixu's arrival and the destruction of Chaos!"

Ye Fan's words made the three people present suddenly become nervous.

They don't know the strength of Emperor Taixu, but they can infer from these eyes that it must be extremely powerful.

Moreover, if it completely launches an attack on the current chaos, only Ye Fan can check its methods.

As for why they have such confidence, just look at the magic of casting the temple.

As the Lord of the Temple of Casting, if Ye Fan didn't have a hole card in his hand, they wouldn't believe it.

If the prehistoric cannot be rescued, it can also help the saints in the prehistoric avoid being killed.

"Friend Ye Fan, what should I wait?"

Daxian Yang Mei had deep worries in his eyes.

The same was true for the other two, especially Chaos Yuanfeng. He didn't want to go to Too Xu anymore. The environment there was worse than when Chaos first opened, and the competition was extremely fierce.

Hongjun looked at Ye Fan with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Ye Fan looked thinking at this time, but he was actually asking about the system.

"System, is there really no big problem with the eye fluctuations on it?"

Although he had asked before, but now he still wants to make sure that when the system told him that Emperor Taixu's strength is infinite, he will be directly given to Qianmeng.

System: "Host, the existence of Emperor Taixu is not within the scope of my calculations. I can only say that it has not done any harmful behavior in the current chaos!"

Ye Fan frowned, is there anyone who is not within the calculation range of the system?

You are the source of the sacred sacredness, how could it not be within the scope of your calculations?

"Then if it is going to attack Chaos, how can I wait to keep the saint in the precipice?"

"You can enter the Casting Temple, but the Casting Temple has to open the fifth floor! At the same time, the host's strength has reached the high level of the Hongmeng Saint!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Ye Fan's face sank, is this guy also playing him?

"Host, if you want to open the fifth floor as soon as possible, you can use the world power of the world of Yangmei Great Immortal and the power of the world in the vast realm!"

"The world power accumulated in Yangmei's world has long been used in the prehistoric world, and has been lent to the prehistoric saints and the common people. Even my world power has been consumed by half, and it is impossible to open the next level of casting temple! Let alone improve my strength!"

"Host, Dayan Tianluo on the fourth floor has not been fully developed yet!"

"Hmph, even if it's development, those saints can't open up the world in the chaos. How can I gather power? What is this nonsense?"

The three of Hongjun stared at Ye Fan, and their hearts gradually sank as they watched his face changing for a while.

If there is no way to cast the temple, then they can only wait to be affected by Taixu and become Taixu Demon God.

Whether it is the creatures in the prehistoric or other worlds, they will become the nourishment for the Taixu Demon God.

The three of them didn't dare to take a breath at this moment, quietly waiting for Ye Fan's result.

If the result is not good, then everything is over.

The three felt the pressure in their hearts soaring.

"How does the system solve this matter?"

It seemed that he felt the anger in Ye Fan's heart, and the system: "Open the door of Hongmeng, and go to the Hongmeng!"

"I can't come back after I go to Hongmeng, you still let me go?"

"Host, don't forget, this system is the source of Hongmeng, and you can open the portal to the world of Hongmeng at any time!"

Ye Fan's heart moved and he could open it at any time!

Since it can be opened at any time, why not let the big brothers in Hongmeng come down?

"Can you let one of Hongmeng exist? Or let him launch an attack, how about?"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, the system did not immediately answer this time, and Didi's voice made Ye Fan feel a bit worried.

And the system at this moment should be calculating something.

Huh!

A light curtain appeared in front of Ye Fan, and then the heads of the three people appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes.

A person with white hair has a golden lotus in his hand, and the word below it is floating: "Lan!"

The second man has short scarlet hair, with a depressing beast pattern shining on his chest, and the same scarlet letter underneath: "Hong!"

The last one was a woman with a long and slender figure, with two **** in her head, carrying a huge Fangtian painted halberd, and carrying it on her shoulders.