Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

In the great world of human soul Zen, Xiao Ye desperately mobilized the power of the soul to comprehend the mysterious scriptures in the imprint with all his strength.

However, no matter how he comprehends the ancient characters flowing out of the imprint, he can't see where the end is, let alone decipher it thoroughly.

This mysterious scripture is not owned by the Three Thousand Worlds at all, nor can it be comprehended at his level. It is like a baby who has just learned to walk and insists on forcibly entering the world of adults.

What is God?

Xiao Ye still couldn't answer the answer to this question.

Desperate emotions completely enveloped Xiao Ye from the inside out.

Time kept flowing in this desperate atmosphere.

"The ten-year deadline has come. Although you have the ability to hit the god rank in the Dharma-ending Era, you have disappointed me so much. Instead of wasting time on you, it is better to find another way."

The miracle did not happen, and finally on this day, an indifferent voice came out from the territory of the Tengluo race.

Crash!

Immediately afterwards, the surging chaotic mist turned into a monstrous black mist, and at the same time, monsters could be seen roaring with their heads up, full of cruel killing intent, completely evolving the territory of the Tengluo race into a Jedi.

This is a self-enclosure of the territory of the Tengluo race.

Divine power cannot be offended.

Three thousand creatures, including Xiao Ye, will be blasted and turned into nothingness once they step into this place.

"Failed?"

Xiao Ye's body trembled, and he clenched his fists weakly.

After all, he still missed the qualification to be taught by a god-level powerhouse.

And the Dao Mark ruled by time is still silent, and he can only rely on himself for the next dark road.

"I, Xiao Ye, can rise up against the sky by myself!" Xiao Ye's eyes were red, he gave up reading the mysterious scriptures in the imprint, and then comprehended his own Dao fruit.

He has to make preparations again and continue to try to attack the divine robbery.

It's a pity that the impact of the rush of time far exceeded his expectations.

"Holy Son, I can no longer accompany you. I am here to bless you and hope that you can find a way to resolve the end of the Dharma Era."

A stooped old figure rushed out from the Tower of Time, bowing down to salute Xiao Ye.

His movements were very slow, as if he was letting go of a heavy responsibility on him.

"Xuan Xiao!"

Xiao Ye's eyes instantly turned red, with tears shining.

Is this still the hero of the Megatron Human Race in the past?

The tall body has bent down in the years, and the former majestic and heroic hair has also been worn away. Even if he gets Xiao Ye's blood and delays aging in the Tower of Time, it will not work.

The world has changed drastically, and the invasion of time is unstoppable. An existence like Xuan Xiao, which spans dozens of epochs, was the first to be robbed, and Shou Yuan came to the end completely.

Xuan Xiao chose to sit down.

"Xiao Ye, I actually hate you very much. Without you, maybe I would be the most powerful person in the True Spirit Continent. Even the Four Emperors may not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me."

"But it doesn't matter anymore,

Because in the end I'm still going to die. "

Nangong Xingyu, who was wearing a robe of stars, also walked out of the Tower of Time, with an old woman standing beside her, but her back was turned to Xiao Ye.

This old woman is astonishingly Qingwu.

The beauty is also aging, her former face is gone, she doesn't want to meet Xiao Ye face to face, leaving only a back view.

At this point, emotional entanglements are irrelevant.

After Nangong Xingyu said goodbye to Xiao Ye, he took Qing Wu away.

Xuan Xiao's sitting down had a great impact on the siblings.

When they realized that their lifespan was running out, the siblings decided to leave. In their last lives, they would look at the three thousand great worlds, which withered away silently, and didn't want to suffer too much.

Time flowed even more ruthlessly, like a blade, sweeping across countless creatures in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Two thousand years passed with a flick of a finger.

Xiao Ye became even more reticent, as if he had sealed himself off.

Because in the past two thousand years, both Henry Zhang and Luo Meilan had died of old age in the Tower of Time, leaving only a pile of dead bones, which were buried by him.

The people of the same generation as Xiao Ye also came to the end one after another, and almost all passed away, even Xiao Menghan and Xiao Tian were no exception.

The descendants of the Xiao family are all extinct.

Bingya's blue hair also became snow white, and after being with Xiao Ye for a period of time, her life energy was completely exhausted.

Only Xiao Ye is too powerful. Although his life is also affected, the passing speed is very slow. No one can judge how long he can live. It seems that he is out of tune with this era.

The whole world is silent, it can be said to be the cruelest punishment in the world.

"I control the holy way of time and can reverse time within a certain range, but what is the use of this?"

Xiao Ye was laughing miserably.

He also sealed the Tower of Time with his own hands, and turned into a mortal, walking alone in the world of mortals, from one place to another, and it took many years.

The world of mortals is full of phenomena, and all kinds of beings are presented in front of them one by one, but the feeling of loneliness is getting stronger and stronger.

Because in many great worlds, there are no living beings anymore, and what they see is also a picture that has been cut off by time.

When Xiao Ye heard that the Stone Emperor was still alive, he was overjoyed and rushed to the hidden place of the Stone Emperor, but what he saw was a pile of disabled stones.

Shihuang also died of old age.

Without relatives and friends, even enemies are dead, this is a very terrible silence.

Sometimes, Xiao Ye would sit down and look up at the starry sky. Maybe he would not move for several years or even a hundred years. The creatures in this world would eventually wither away.

He was thinking, all the people he wanted to protect had left, so what's the point of him continuing to practice?

So what if he is invincible in heaven and earth? Now there is only a kind of eternal loneliness to accompany him, and becoming a god-level powerhouse can't change anything.

When the pointer of time turned to ten thousand years, there were no living beings in the three thousand worlds, only Xiao Ye and that god-level powerhouse sitting in the Tengluo race.

On Xiao Ye's head, gray hair also began to grow, and wrinkles climbed up his face, and he could vaguely see the end of his life, which was getting more and more exhausted.

"Hey!"

"All sentient beings are gone, so I don't have anything to worry about. Why don't I try my best for the last time!"

The old Xiao Ye got up, and released his aura crazily, triggering the divine calamity to descend, destroying the world.

When Xiao Ye was at his peak, he was still powerless to survive such a catastrophe, let alone now?

But he is not afraid, more like begging for death.

He is displaying his own method, his own Dao fruit at will, and he is not afraid of the rapid loss of blood, and even opened the future body.

However, he is too strong, he has already stood at the highest point of the three thousand sentient beings, and has reached a bottleneck. If he does not step out, the combat power of his future body will only be comparable to his real body.

"Finally it's my turn..."

The body was once again blasted into several pieces by Shen Jie, Xiao Ye's consciousness became blurred, and he felt a sense of relief.

"Ok?"

"wrong!"

Before Xiao Ye's consciousness was completely engulfed by darkness, a flash of lightning seemed to flash across his mind, as if he had thought of something. ) Book friends, pay attention!