Even Dainichi Tathagata never thought that he could become a saint, let alone Kong Xuan!

Chapter 471 Subhuti

"It can really be so strengthened!"

Those new demon immortals and others were all attracted by this novel way at this moment.

"This is nature. Within the casting temple, anything can be strengthened. Only you can't think of it. You can't do it without the Chaos Furnace!"

A Xingjun who often came here to strengthen explained to the other party at this time, and by the way despised the new demon fairy.

"Aren't you here to watch the strategy?"

The demon fairy dressed in feathers looked dumbfounded, "Is there a strategy? What strategy?"

I saw that person stretched out his hand and pointed, and saw that outside the Cast Temple, there was a huge monument erected in front of the super portal of Cast Holy Heaven. It was the introduction to the functions of each layer of the Cast Temple and precautions for use.

"Really! I thought it was occluded from one side, thank you for telling me!" The demon immediately ran over and read it carefully.

Ye Fan looked slightly stunned, when was this established?

It saves a lot of trouble, and there is no need to choose the number of layers that suits the need to enter after entering. After all, there is only one hour of time. If it is because of up and down transmission, it will delay a lot of time.

In Ye Fan's eyes, time and space reversed, and gradually, an old man manifested in the casting of the holy heaven.

Watching the endless stream of people coming towards the place of Casting Sacred Heaven, and the newcomer was still confused, he straightforwardly evolved this huge stone stele with the laws of mana control.

"Subhuti?"

Ye Fan didn't expect Subhuti to do it.

"Hi, it seems like I have seen him for a long time!"

Although he knew that Subhuti had already robbed him in the lower realm, the opponent was Ye Fan's person. How many years had been guarding the portal in the casting holy heaven, how could he let the opponent die?

Ye Fan's thoughts turned, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

If he is right, Bodhi is also a saint of heaven, and even in the lower realms, he just can't use the power of the world.

But in his eyes, Subhuti is exhausted at this moment.

"What a courage, who dares to take action against me?"

As far as he knows, as long as they are from the Three Realms, almost no one does not know that Subhuti is the one who built the temple.

But now, Subudi is in an ordinary Taoist temple in Nanzhan Buzhou. Although he still has mana, it seems nothing wrong at first glance.

But if the saint goes to observe, he will find that the Tao in his body has begun to dissipate.

A person's way begins to wither and disappear, which means that the other person is about to fall.

Ye Fan mobilized the power of Hongmeng to trace the time and space related to Subhuti himself.

The flow of time and space goes back to the time when Subhuti first started the lower realm.

It fell directly into the southern part of the continent, found a place where the aura was stronger, and started a school to accept disciples.

Everything is normal, after all, other saints are also like this.

Then it's now.

During this period, nothing abnormal happened.

"This is a bit interesting!" Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, shocking everyone in the Casting Temple.

No exception is the biggest exception!

Otherwise, how could a saint encounter such a change at the beginning of the Great Tribulation?

His primordial spirit entrusts Tiandao, if Tiandao discovers its abnormality, Tiandao will also inform him of Ye Fan.

But now, let alone the way of heaven, I'm afraid Subhuti himself doesn't know what happened.

And what made Ye Fan curious was that Subhuti didn't come to cast the temple, the cast holy heaven has been opened, and the cast temple can be completely opened. All the saints know things, he has no reason to bring it in the lower realm.

After all, the heaven has been opened.

There are almost no saints left in the lower realm except Taishang.

But Ye Fan scanned the thousands of miles where Subhuti was, and there was no formation or seal. He had no reason not to know that the Cast Holy Heaven was opened.

"So what is going on?"

"Since I don't know, let's just go down and take a look. If it's okay with its own cultivation problem, but if it's another type, then it's troublesome!"

Thinking of the previous big day Tathagata, he felt a little more conspiracy in his heart.

It's just that the other party is not Lu Ya's clone, it is just a benevolent corpse of Zhunti saint, who has already separated from Zhunti, how could there be a problem?

Ye Fan was puzzled.

He thought of this, leaving the clone to guard the casting temple, and the body has already left the lower realm.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Saints screened over and over again the every move of the prehistoric creatures.

If this was a simple catastrophe, it would be nothing but an immeasurable catastrophe this time.

And it was still mixed into the immeasurable calamity of the Taixu Demon God.

The catastrophe just began, and several important immortals and a quasi-sage died.

If there is a slight difference, the foundation of the primordial land will be shaken, not to mention the saints, even the primordial land will be destroyed.

Therefore, they had to do this, and they were examining the actions of the saints and sentient beings of the Three Realms almost all the time.

"Where is the Demon God mentioned by Fellow Daoist Ye Fan?"

Hongjun felt a sense of powerlessness.

He cooperated with Heavenly Dao and had turned the land upside down, but until now he has not found the demon **** who swallowed the Styx.

This made him feel weak and humiliated by being played by the devil.

"How many times?" Tiandao asked blankly.

"Fivety-eight thousand, three hundred and sixty-two times!" Hongjun wanted to vomit blood a little.

As a Taoist ancestor, he has never felt such powerlessness.