Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

High-speed text first

Mobile synchronous reading

Beside Xiao Ye, there are already seven powerful false gods born. Fastest update┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

It is definitely an immortal feat that so many false gods stand side by side in the world, and their number is even more terrifying than the most glorious period of the Three Thousand Worlds.

This is an incredible miracle in the Dharma-ending era.

Fortunately, the three thousand great worlds are now withered, not to mention demigods, and even the peak of the holy rank is hard to see, so except for the old man who sweeps the floor, no living beings are aware that the relatives and old friends around Xiao Ye are going to die. What a metamorphosis.

But when Xiao Ye came back, the old man who swept the floor had no other actions, which was good news.

"Old man, it's a pity that you left first, and didn't enjoy this kind of fortune."

In the world of Soul Chan, Xuan Xiao sat cross-legged in front of a stone tablet with a jug of wine in his hands. After pouring the mellow wine, he drank to himself and muttered to himself.

The stele is full of holy light and has been cleaned very cleanly. It is the tomb of Qing Ze.

Qing Ze and Xuan Xiao, who supported Xiao Ye to reshape the early days in later generations, have already forged a deep friendship. Now he is bestowed by Xiao Ye, but this best friend has passed away, so naturally he is full of emotions.

Xiao Ye returned this time, and did not leave again, nor did he go to find Jon, who had returned to the territory of the Tengluo race. In addition to bestowing good fortune on relatives and old friends to resist the invasion of time, he also opened an altar to preach in the Tower of Time , to teach the practice of killing the six Mings.

This kind of method is very scary. In the past, Xuanyuanlong created it based on the soul of immortal quality. It is very difficult to comprehend it.

But Xiao Ye pointed out the true meaning in every word, and it was not too difficult for everyone to understand.

"Yezi, I feel that you can easily blast away the three thousand shackles and transcend to the level of gods, but why are you still staying in the realm of false gods?"

Inside the Tower of Time, a young man stood up.

Wearing a white robe, he is as rich as jade, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and he has an indescribable demeanor in every gesture. He is really the invincible emperor Zhou Yitian, one of the four true spirit emperors. A miracle of going back in time happened to him. It is infinite, already ranked in the realm of false gods.

Beside him, Jue Dai, Wu Shuang, Tie Xue, Xiao Fan, and Nangong Xingyu were all like this. Hearing this, they became quiet, and they all stared at Xiao Ye curiously.

this problem,

Also puzzled them for a long time.

Can create many miracles where false gods stand side by side, and can even suppress the coming of the Holy Thunder Tribulation, how can Xiao Ye not be qualified to hit the rank of God? And these years, Xiao Ye's behavior is more like making some kind of preparation.

Moreover, Xiao Ye only took care of the people around him, and never cared about the withered creatures in the world. This is not the other party's behavior.

"Now is not the time."

"Because of the three thousand great worlds, there will be god-level powerhouses attacking, and the good fortune will be bestowed on you, because your lifespan will soon wither, and others still have time..." Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in the tower of time, After a long silence, the cruel news was revealed.

"In this world, are there many parallel worlds like the Three Thousand Worlds?"

As soon as this remark came out, many strong men in the Tower of Time, after gaining insight into these secrets, all looked shocked and thought of many things.

They began to understand why Xiao Ye let the old sweeper go.

"Leaf, what are you going to do?"

The calm Emperor Wushuang was the first to react and asked quickly.

"After I repel the powerful enemy, I will blast away the shackles of the three thousand worlds, change the chaotic rules of the doomed age, and lead you to transform into gods together."

"Next, I will retreat with all my strength, you guys leave first." Xiao Ye said, no longer bestowing fortune.

Now that the status of the old relatives and relatives around him has stabilized, and the war is imminent, he will naturally not continue to wear down himself.

As for the three thousand withered creatures, he was even more powerless to take care of them.

This is selfish, but also helpless.

But if all three thousand were destroyed, what future would there be?

"Senior Jon, I not only want to meet your standard, but also surpass it!" After the crowd dispersed, a bright light flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes.

Rumble!

Its body exploded with an earth-shattering vibrato, spawning brilliant cosmic worlds, which are much larger than the three thousand great worlds.

And this number is still growing, setting off Xiao Ye like a god and a demon.

"The Dao Mark ruled by time appeared because of the original light. Now that I have devoured so much original light, I should be able to make it appear again."

Xiao Ye whispered, his eyes were deep, and a kind of all-encompassing power rose from his body, rushing towards the wall of the Tower of Time.

Although Jon is kind to him, he has no deep friendship after all. In comparison, Xiao Yexin is the master of time.

At the same time, outside the Tower of Time.

"In this case, the leaves will give us fortune!"

The seven false gods left the Tower of Time one after another, all frustrated, guilty, and remorseful.

"Now we can only practice Liuming Shen** with all our strength, and maybe we can give Ye Zi a helping hand at that time!"

The Invincible Emperor clenched his fists and said.

They have the current realm because of the fortune bestowed by Xiao Ye, not from their own comprehension. If they really want to exert their strongest strength, they need continuous practice.

At the moment, all the seven powerful pseudo-gods are in retreat.

Years pass and time passes.

In the five hundred years of the world, the world has felt a sense of sadness, because too many creatures have been attacked by the years and fell down.

There are many creatures who are unwilling to roar, and try their best to sublimate at the last moment of their lives. They want to sprint to the realm, produce breakthroughs and transformations, but are bombarded and killed by the harsh holy thunder.

Today's world is too cruel.

Even the Great Realm of Soul Zen, where many living beings gather, is already sparsely populated, and the number of living beings in the world can only barely exceed 100 million.

The immortal divine light erupting from the mysterious temple also went dark, without a trace of brilliance.

The eighty-one stone platforms revolving around the temple have no more offerings to display, and the large formation built is also running at a full speed, almost stopping.

"The cruelty of the way of heaven, who can avoid it?"

The tall old man sweeping the floor continued to sweep the dust at the entrance of the temple, with a look of emotion on his face.

These years, he has never stepped out of this place, and he has been observing the world of soul Zen. The feat created by Xiao Ye made him feel a little scared, and he just watched and said nothing.

"I hope my choice is right." The sweeping old man sighed and was about to walk back to the temple.

Click!

At this moment, a slight abnormal sound suddenly came from the temple, which shocked the old man sweeping the floor.

The stone statue with three heads and six arms enshrined in the temple moved!

"World Guardian!"

Immediately afterwards, a low growl that shocked the mind and only the old man who swept the floor could understand came from it.

"Is it still here?"

The eyes of the sweeping old man flashed with awe, bowed his head to the temple, and said in an unfamiliar language, "Three thousand guardians of the Great Realm, welcome, sir!"

(Second update arrives!)