Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Three thousand great worlds ushered in an era full of sorrow, and the grief and sorrow were so intense that they could not be resolved.

Even though time is rushing forward, it is difficult for the years to heal many things, and some traces will be cut in the heart forever and cannot be erased at all.

The opening of the divine land this time has ruined too much, many top races have disappeared, and the three thousand great worlds have withered.

After careful statistics, it is conservatively estimated that there are at least 30 peak saint ranks who have disappeared forever.

Nowadays, in the Three Thousand Great Realms, the existence of this level number is already very rare, almost consuming the accumulation of tens of millions of years in the Three Thousand Great Realms.

It is worth mentioning that.

Hundreds of years later, the human race Xuanyuan, Di Wuchen, the three patriarchs of the ancient clan, and the four first-generation holy sons of the ancient clan returned from a corridor of starry sky.

They obviously knew a lot of things, but they refused to reveal it, and they retreated immediately after returning to the human race.

"Ask the world if there is reincarnation."

"If there is, can those who have passed away reappear?"

Thousands of years have passed, and during this period of time, some people stared at the starry sky corridor of the Three Thousand Worlds and waited quietly.

In the pursuit of thousands of years, some people have traveled all over the universe, and even rushed into the corridor of the starry sky, trying to follow those lost footsteps, but they are no longer visible.

Thousands of years of pain, some people are licking the wound, recuperating in secret.

Time flies, like a fleeting moment.

The wind of time blew across the three thousand worlds, but it couldn't blow away the chill and chill.

"The waves in the long river of time splashed the light soaring to the sky, but now they are no longer visible, and can only exist in memory."

"But the world will eventually change, and the time is almost here."

The mysterious old man sweeping the floor appeared again, his tall body was shrouded in a gray robe, his aura was unpredictable, very mysterious, and he walked in the starry sky corridors of various races.

A magic staff appeared in his hand, as if he was arranging a mysterious magic circle, no one could guess his intention.

...

When the long river of time in the three thousand worlds is rushing forward,

The land of God is also in the cycle of time.

As the powerhouses of various races withdrew one after another, the horror and shock of the god-level good fortune in the world, as the crack narrowed, had completely disappeared and returned to the invisible.

The rules in the land of gods reappeared, and in the passage of time, they were constantly repairing the wounds of the land of gods.

Here lies the greatest power.

The three major regions of the gods and land reappeared, and in the surge of rules, the unique creatures of the gods and land were also constantly breeding and being bred again.

As for the most mysterious first domain, Qionglou Yuyu, which occupies hundreds of millions of kilometers, rises again, exuding a sacred atmosphere.

The core area of ​​the first domain, the land of chaos reappeared.

The cracks in it also shrunk to the initial level, returning to normal, as if waiting for the arrival of the next batch of three thousand creatures.

But if there are three thousand great world holy rank powerhouses here, you can definitely feel that all kinds of heaven and earth forces in the divine land are being drawn and drifting towards the crack.

This kind of movement was very weak at first, but as time passed, it became more and more intense.

I don't know how long it has been.

Every flower, grass, and even the power contained in a speck of dust in the divine land were all attracted, and all kinds of power swarmed towards the crack, forming a huge vortex.

And in the center of this vortex, there is a ray of light blooming.

Isshiki!

Two colors!

Tricolor!

...

Until seven colors!

The rays of light of seven colors coexisted, the brilliance was overwhelming, and the sound resonated with the heavens and the earth. A crystal of seven colors was condensed, as if it had merged with all the heavens of the world.

Even if it is destroyed, it can be restored slowly, which contains the true meaning of immortality.

Crash!

This seven-color crystal vibrated and went straight to the netherworld, as if it was calling for something.

hum! hum! hum!

There are three souls and seven souls reuniting, fused with these seven-color crystals, and finally turned into a very illusory soul body.

This soul body looks like a warrior of the human race, with a strong and tall figure and a handsome appearance.

"The soul of the immortal level is indeed terrifying. Even if it is blown to ashes, the soul can re-condense, unless all three thousand great worlds are destroyed..."

The soul body made a sound of emotion, and the eyes gradually became deeper, and the memory carried in the soul was recovering.

He is Xiao Ye.

The catastrophe of the past came, except for the human race, the peak powerhouses of other races in the land of chaos fell one after another.

He also became the sacrificial offering of the Abandoned Heaven Renzu.

Fortunately, his soul is immortal, and in the passage of time, it actually re-condensed.

"There is no breath of life here."

"Could it be that my soul is in the crack that contains god-level good fortune?" The next moment, Xiao Ye's soul body trembled.

Looking around, the light of chaos surges around, the terrifying sound of the sky roars, boundless and boundless, with a primitive appearance of the world, it seems to magnify the land of chaos countless times, forming a boundless chaotic space.

Chi Chi Chi!

Xiao Ye's soul body glows, and the power of the soul extends out, but he finds that this chaotic space has no end at all.

"There are no traces of the five ancestors. Could it be that they have grabbed the god-level fortune and left?"

Xiao Ye's soul was terrified and unable to calm down.

Driven by their ambitions, those five ancestors have become ruthless. Once they become god-level powerhouses, their fortunes and misfortunes are unpredictable.

"There can be a god-level fortune here, I don't know what's special about it..." Xiao Ye's soul body slowly drifted forward.

It is definitely worth studying here, even if there is no god-level fortune, but maybe the secret of the god-level can be researched.

Although his soul body is immortal, it is also subject to great limitations, like rootless duckweed.

But soon, Xiao Ye's soul body was pleasantly surprised.

He 'saw' a heart, the holy rhyme was gone, the holy blood was dried up, like an ordinary stone, just floating in the chaotic space, protected by a mysterious force.

"Tower of Time!"

Xiao Ye's soul floated over.

That catastrophe was too terrifying, his Absolute Beginning Dao Body was sacrificed, and now only this heart is left.

The reason is that the treasure of the ancient clan in the early days, the Tower of Time, is hidden in this heart.

hum!

Xiao Ye's soul body took out a five-story quaint pagoda from this heart, and then the power of the soul enveloped it.

bang bang bang!

Immediately, the corpses of 20,000 human warriors flew out of the simple tower and floated in the chaotic space.

The corpses of these human warriors have been specially treated, the Dao fruit still exists, the holy power is soaring, and they are blessed by formations, like human-shaped weapons.

It was Xiao Ye who was brought out from the Human Race Palace in the past to prevent accidents. Now that his Dao Body has been destroyed in the early days, it can come in handy.

Swish!

Xiao Ye's soul shook, and he rushed into a 'corpse' that looked like a boy, and the eyes of this 'corpse' opened in the next moment.

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