Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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"what?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ye's whole body trembled, and then his whole body became cold.

The possibility of him becoming a god is too small?

You know, before the end of the Dharma Era, he almost squeezed into that level. In the past five hundred years, he has not given up his cultivation, and he is accumulating strength, making great progress, and preparing for the final attack.

In the end, he heard the news?

As it concerns the future of himself and the Three Thousand Worlds, Xiao Ye dared not be careless, so he asked for advice carefully.

"It's very simple."

"Three thousand rules are chaotic, ushering in the end of the Dharma era, making the world colder, restricting the breakthrough of living beings, you are also in this list, and you will inevitably suffer terrible interception at that time."

"What's more, you still have power that doesn't belong to Sanqian..."

This creature was not as silent as it had just woken up, and it mentioned a lot, which greatly touched Xiao Ye.

In fact, he has also noticed the restrictions imposed on him by the Dharma-ending Era these years, but he did not expect it to be so serious.

As for the power that does not belong to the three thousand.

Is it referring to the holy way of time after the power of time is weakened?

The creature in front of him is a god-level powerhouse, so it is not surprising that he can understand this, but it made Xiao Ye feel cold from head to toe.

"Okay, I've made an exception and answered so many questions for you, go away, and disturb me again, then you're really begging for death." Just when Xiao Ye was about to continue asking, the creature impatiently ordered to chase away the guest .

Whoosh!

The god slave who had guided Xiao Ye here before appeared again.

"Thank you, senior."

Xiao Ye smiled bitterly helplessly, clasped his fists at the creature, and left with Shen Nu.

indeed.

This god-level powerhouse is quite moody, and it is not easy for the other party to answer.

It is already an extravagant wish to even go out of the territory of the Tengluo race, how can he ask for more?

"what should I do?"

Xiao Ye staggered out of the territory of the Tengluo race, his eyes were a little confused.

If he wanted to change the chaotic rules of the Three Thousand Worlds, he had to become a god. He really didn't want his friends and relatives to die one by one.

And the god-level powerhouse pointed out that it is almost impossible for him to transform into a god, which is simply an unsolvable problem.

"I, Xiao Ye, never accept fate!"

The next moment, Xiao Ye clenched his fists tightly, his eyes brightened.

From the beginning when he stepped into the martial arts, he was not favored by others, but he, Xiao Ye, has risen all the way, pushed the enemies from all sides, stepped on countless bones, and finally climbed to this height?

Although he was evaluated so by a god-level powerhouse, he was unwilling to give up.

Whoosh!

With a flash of Xiao Ye's figure, he returned to the human race.

"The leaves are back!"

The figure of Xiao Ye appeared in the territory of the human race, and suddenly the hearts of the strong people of the people fell to the ground, and they rushed up one after another, making inquiries.

"Fortunately, that god-level powerhouse didn't make things difficult for me, and it can be regarded as some gains."

Looking at the weathered and aging faces, Xiao Ye squeezed out a smile and said in relief.

"Son."

At this moment, the crowd parted, and a tall figure was seen stumbling over with the support of others.

He is gray-haired, and the auspicious silver light that originally enveloped his whole body is very dim. Through this old appearance, one can vaguely see the extraordinary heroism of his youth.

"Qing Ze!"

Xiao Ye's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the other party.

Holy Master Qingze, like Xuan Xiao, is a surviving member of the ancient clan in the early days, but his seniority is higher than Xuan Xiao's.

He reshaped the beginning, and the other party helped him to control the lineage of fortune. The world changed drastically, and the life of the saint was no longer eternal. People like him were the first to be affected.

"Holy Son, it's great to see you come back safely."

"It's just me, I can no longer accompany you."

Qing Ze looked at Xiao Ye with a smile, said weakly, and sat down cross-legged at the same time, actually turning himself into light.

"Qing Ze!"

Xiao Ye grieved in his heart, and wanted to use his own blood to stabilize and prolong the other party's life, but was rejected by the other party.

This approach does not solve the fundamental problem.

What's more, now that a god-level powerhouse sits in command of three thousand, like a tiger by his side, how can he let Xiao Ye consume himself to help him prolong his life?

He was able to live until now, it is already in the mercy of the heavens, and he does not have much regret.

In the world of Soul Zen, a new stone tablet has been added, which makes many people's hearts feel blocked.

The people around Xiao Ye started to wither, who will be next?

"Qingze, you go first, I will come soon, and we will gather together to discuss the Dao."

The autumn wind was getting cooler, and in front of the new stele, a hunched figure stood upright, talking softly to himself.

This is Xuan Xiao.

He is also a surviving member of the ancient tribe in the early days, and his footprints have crossed countless epochs, and now the end is approaching.

"Xuan Xiao!"

In the universe, a pair of deep eyes stared at Xuan Xiao's back, and the sadness in his eyes was so intense that it couldn't be melted away.

He is a false god. Seeing the people around him pass away one after another, can he just be helpless?

"Time rules seniors!"

Xiao Ye rushed towards a holy level plane, opened up the extreme holy pattern, and swept towards the central area of ​​the holy level plane.

There, a quaint five-story pagoda can be vaguely seen, bursting out with dazzling red clouds.

This is the tower of time.

Xiao Ye went to the territory of the Tengluo race and left the Tower of Time behind.

Five hundred years have passed, and the three holy patterns of the Dao Body of Absolute Beginning have become more and more against the sky, but the Dao Mark ruled by time still has no response.

More than 500 years ago, Xiao Ye induced time to dominate Dao Hen, and rushed back to the Tower of Time after a battle with the ancestors. It seemed that some kind of accident happened and never appeared again. Otherwise, how could he take such a risk?

Regarding this, Xiao Ye remained silent, and then sat cross-legged in the void, as if turning into a sculpture, without any movement.

Gradually, only the fluctuations of the demigod realm emerged, and a radiant, simple and natural barrier appeared on Xiao Ye's body, perfectly imprisoning him.

This barrier was obviously much stronger than before, making Xiao Ye's body heavy. Even though he could loosen it, it is unrealistic to break free now.

The road to the new realm is also blocked by layers of fog, and it is no longer as clear as it was before the Dharma-ending era.

No one can tell what specific changes have taken place in the Three Thousand Worlds.

"I can't see the way clearly, so I'll blow away the fog!" Xiao Ye didn't try, but opened his eyes, and a mysterious aura suddenly flowed from his body, and the ancient characters shone brightly, floating in the universe.

This is the complete method of killing the six gods.

In the past five hundred years, Xiao Ye once again cut off the two dark sides of human nature. With the operation of this method, the only two remaining evil spirits rose to the sky and turned into two ancient trees that lifted the sky, standing in the universe.

"Cut me!"

Xiao Ye shouted, raised his right hand, and the ancient characters all over the universe trembled slightly, quickly gathered and intertwined, and condensed a long sword in his hand, slashing towards the two remaining dark sides.

The second update arrives!

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