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The sound is like a great bell, roaring all over the world.

Nangong Shengtian's strength reached an unprecedented peak at this moment!

Comparable to Wushentian Supreme.

Plus the seven-color killing sword!

At this moment, even the seven-body and eight-body Heavenly Supreme may not be his opponent and will die by the sword!

"Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord!!"

The Qingtian Army shouted excitedly.

His face was excited and full of pride.

This is the foundation of our Sacred Land. How can the world's forces do this?

Once you get serious, you can crush all the strong ones!

For a moment, they seemed to have seen the scene where Meng Changqing was killed by the knife!

As for the Holy Alliance, there was a little confusion.

Looking at the back of the white-clothed figure, worry could not help but appear in his eyes.

"It's a good knife. If Chi Xiao swallows it, it should be able to reach the level of Peerless Grade Saint Weapon."

No matter how amazing Nangong Shengtian's aura was, his expression never changed, and he even said with great interest.

His eyes fell on the sword.

As soon as these words came out.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became quiet.

It seems that he didn't expect that now, Meng Changqing's attention would be on the knife!

Visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Shengtian's expression turned extremely gloomy.

The killing intent in his eyes almost turned into reality!

"At this point, you don't really think that the source of space alone can stop this Holy Lord, do you?"

Nangong Shengtian spoke.

The seven-colored divine sword in his hand trembled, and the boundless Saber Qi swept across the world.

"The origin of space alone does not seem to be enough,"

Meng Changqing withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly, "But who told you that I only have the origin of space?"

The words have fallen!

Boom boom boom!

One after another, the origins emerge between heaven and earth!

Sword Dao origin, the origin of metal, the origin of wood, the origin of water, the origin of fire, the origin of earth, the origin of wind, the origin of thunder, the origin of light, the origin of darkness, and the origin of space!

A whole eleven lines!

The whole place fell silent for a moment, the origin of Tian Dao!

Only one month has passed, and the alliance leader has actually realized so many origins!

Nangong Shengtian was also stunned.

But it didn't scare him. What's the use of having too many sources?

Still unable to block his blow.

But the next second.

Nangong Shengtian was suddenly stunned, and a deep sense of disbelief gradually appeared on his face.

Because he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

boom!

The twelfth source appears!

The moment it appeared, the whole world seemed to be in chaos!

Wow!

An endless river appeared.

Covered by tens of millions of miles.

Everyone stepped on it.

"Time...origin!!!"

Nangong Shengtian lost his voice.

The original pride and confidence were completely gone, leaving only a look of horror and... fear!

Although space is also supreme.

But compared to time.

Still a lot worse.

Time is the most mysterious thing. Throughout the ages, even the extremely outstanding Supreme has been unable to glimpse its existence.

"How can it be!"

Nangong Shengtian's face was pale and he was staggering. He could not hold the seven-colored divine sword in his hand firmly.

He didn't want to believe that Meng Changqing had realized the legendary origin of time.

But the long, rolling river is in front of me.

But he had to believe it!

Because this is——the long river of time!

Wow!

On the long river of time, there are countless waves, and these waves are filled with many lights and shadows, which are the afterimages of the past era!

Rumors.

When someone realizes the origin of time, they can summon the long river of time to come.

Only one month.

He was able to accept that Meng Changqing realized the origin of space and the origin of all ordinary things.

But the origin of time?

Can this be understood so easily?

Looking at ancient times, those with extremely talented people were just scratching the surface and talking about the power of time.

"The origin of time!"

Exclamations came and went.

No matter who it was, everyone was stunned.

Especially Yin Yue Demon Lord.

She is the powerful Demon Dao from ancient times and has met countless powerful men, but none of them can understand the origin of time!

To the origin of time.

It has long become synonymous with impossible!

…Please give me flowers…

No one can touch it!

"This son..."

For a time, Demon Lord Yin Yue could not find any words to describe it.

On the vast river of time.

Meng Changqing was dressed in a white robe, standing with his hands behind his back, and stood in the eyes of everyone.

Like a supreme master!

"No!"

Nangong Shengtian suddenly roared!

Distorted face!

The three true forms behind him were directly integrated into the seven-colored magic sword gel in his hand!

He is unwilling!

Obviously he is already so strong!

Clearly this is his era!

Why would such a perverted monster appear?

Even the origin of time can be understood!

"Ah ah ah, I don't believe it!"

.........0

Nangong Shengtian's beard was flying. Although he knew that he could no longer be Meng Changqing's opponent, he still chose to strike out with this sword!

The light of the sword is sharp.

Raging to the heaven and earth!

However, Meng Changqing just raised his hand slightly.

Then he saw the light of the sword decaying rapidly.

After just cutting for a hundred miles, it turned into countless light spots and dissipated.

He couldn't even get close to Meng Changqing.

This is some use of the origin of time.

Speed ​​up time and speed up death.

"The era of Zhengyi is over."

Meng Changqing's voice was calm, but like the way of heaven, he made a ruling.

Right hand flick.

The long river of time is rushing, and the breeze of thousands of miles blows through Nangong Shengtian and the Qingtian army below.

"I"

Nangong Shengtian raised his hand to grab Meng Changqing, but found that starting from the fingertips, the skin began to decay, and the skin became older, gradually spreading throughout the body.

It was a feeling of powerlessness as one's life was approaching.

"years."

"I'm in charge."

The words fell.

Nangong Shengtian has completely aged and is about to die. The light in his eyes finally dimmed after a short struggle.

boom!

The seven-colored god-killing sword in his hand fell into the river of time below.

And his body, as well as his spirit, began to turn into powder and dispersed in the wind.

A generation of holy masters.

Completely fallen!

The other five Supremes, as well as the tens of millions of Qingtian troops, also died one after another.