Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"The ancestors of the Taishi Dynasty were too conceited. Not only did they fail to hit the god rank in the Dharma-ending Era, but they also affected hundreds of millions of souls, and dozens of races perished, and they were never seen again."

"Hey, the Three Thousand Worlds, I'm afraid it's really going to decline completely."

"We can't blame the Taishi ancestor either. He probably wanted to find a way out in the Dharma-ending era. It is really helpless to do so."

"Hehe, the Dharma-ending era is also the end-time era."

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Although the divine calamity attracted by Xiao Ye disappeared, the world was full of noise and was not peaceful.

Although Xiao Ye deliberately chose the barren world to cross the catastrophe, because the power of the divine catastrophe was unprecedentedly terrifying, half of the living beings were still affected by the divine catastrophe and fell, making the three thousand great worlds even more withered.

Faced with these right and wrong, as well as the world's criticisms, Xiao Ye did not explain, but returned to the world of soul Zen.

Every day, in the great world of Soul Zen, there will be the sound of blood rushing and stirring, like the tide of heaven and earth, very terrifying, shaking for nine days and ten places, and it lasted for a whole year before disappearing.

This is Xiao Ye repairing the injury caused by Shenjie's bombardment.

Fortunately, his body was recombined with the original light of god-level good fortune. Otherwise, if he had to be replaced by another false god, it would be like ascending to heaven if he wanted to recover completely.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

Xiao Ye's injuries had already healed, and he seemed to have turned into a sculpture, sitting cross-legged in the universe, motionless.

In the world of Soul Zen, although the headquarters of Taichu is still standing, many palaces are empty, and many places are covered with weeds.

In the Dharma-ending Era, racial wars have long been absent.

There are more and more old people, and the meaning of existence at the beginning is not great, so these years have gradually been abandoned, only occasionally some old figures come back, reminiscing about the past.

"Ten years, just to ask for an answer?"

"What kind of test is this!"

"That god-level powerhouse, is he playing tricks on my grandfather?"

On the top of a hundred-story attic, a young man dressed in brocade clothes, with delicate features and a tall figure frowned slightly.

Looking around, there are still many figures sitting on the roof of the attic, such as Xiao Nian, Xiao Fan, the Four True Spirit Emperors and others, all of whom are close relatives and friends of Xiao Ye.

In order to avoid the invasion of time, Xiao Ye collected the people around him into the Tower of Time, and at the same time placed the Tower of Time in a hidden place in the world of Soul Zen.

Although the Dao Mark of Time Ruler is silent, his control over the Tower of Time has also reached an extreme level, granting soul marks to those around him, so that these people can enter and exit at will.

Therefore, every once in a while, these strong men who are not too old will leave the Tower of Time and stay in the outside world for a while.

After learning that Xiao Ye had attracted God's Tribulation and the agreement with that god-level powerhouse, everyone was even more worried.

"Tian'er, we can't guess the will of a god-ranked powerhouse, so don't make unreasonable remarks, so as not to lead to the disaster of killing yourself."

Xiao Nian, whose temples were already dyed white and with wrinkles on his face, scolded.

The young man in brocade,

It was his own son, Xiao Tian, ​​who was Long Bo's disciple.

"Then why didn't grandfather go to the Tower of Time? There, ten years is equivalent to five hundred years!" After being scolded, Xiao Tian moved his mouth, and finally asked curiously.

As soon as these words came out, all the people sitting cross-legged in the attic fell silent.

yes!

Ten years, a snap of the fingers.

They were also very puzzled why Xiao Ye gave up such a huge advantage.

After half a year, Nangong Xingyu got up and left, and returned to the Tower of Time to delay the passage of Shouyuan.

Another half a year passed, and the Three Emperors Wushuang, Juedai, and Invincible also got up and returned to the Tower of Time.

Only Xiao Nian and Xiao Tian are still persisting.

When another year passed, they couldn't hold on any longer and returned to the Tower of Time.

The impact of the Dharma-ending era on all living beings is becoming more and more terrifying. The lifespan of the saint level is constantly increasing, and the future is dark, and there is no hope, which makes people panic.

As for Xiao Ye, it still seemed that there was no movement, and even the opened eyes were full of confusion.

In the past few years, he sat in the world of soul Zen, asking himself.

He thought of himself, the five great ancestors, and the land of gods, and wanted to find a connection and answer the question of the level of gods.

A simple question made him seem to be seeking the Tao and the Dharma, overturned and denied again and again, but made him even more confused, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"With my current state, I can't give an answer to this question at all, and it's useless to give me a long time." Xiao Ye sighed softly.

How can you explain it without stepping into the rank of God?

Moreover, he couldn't be sure whether the god-level powerhouse knew the existence of the Tower of Time.

If he entered the Tower of Time, he would be suspected of breaking the rules, and he didn't want to take the risk.

"The intention of that god-level powerhouse is not so simple!" Xiao Ye thought so far, and seven colors of light bloomed between his brows.

A trace of soul power entwined on the seven-color crystal and rushed towards the special mark.

hum!

Xiao Ye's soul power shrouded it, making the imprint tremble, as if it was peeling off cocoons, and a trace of inexplicable breath flowed through him, making some ancient characters appear in his mind.

The content of these ancient characters is very obscure, as if translated from the common language of the three thousand worlds. It is not a law, but rather some kind of mysterious scripture.

"There is still a book of scripture hidden in this imprint. If you want to get the answer, I'm afraid you can only start from this scripture."

Xiao Ye thought to himself.

He had discovered this a long time ago. As long as the imprint is covered with the power of the soul, in addition to the resounding voice of heaven, there will also be ancient characters flashing.

Over the years, he has also been trying to read the scriptures in the seal.

But this imprint is too terrifying. His soul power is like a flame. Only by continuously roasting can new ancient characters grow in the imprint.

"I hope there is still time."

Xiao Ye didn't dare to waste any more time, and put all his heart and soul into it, constantly peeling off cocoons.

With the passage of time, the ancient characters shone with brilliance, and gathered into a sea of ​​scriptures in Xiao Ye's mind, which had already begun to take shape.

But no matter how Xiao Ye tried to comprehend, he still couldn't get anything, because with his current soul quality, it was very difficult to interpret this ocean of scriptures, and the progress was very slow.

"More than half of the ten-year period has passed, is it really impossible?"

"How should I do it!"

Autumn in the three thousand great worlds is getting deeper, and the years have taken away the lives of many creatures, Xiao Ye gradually became a little desperate. ) Book friends, pay attention!