I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

The three thousand Dao Lords were ministers. Without the blessing of the Heavenly Emperor behind the scenes, they were leaderless. This loose sand collapsed in an instant, and they were defeated one by one.

Pfft.

Blood spurts.

A Taoist Lord showed despair.

A few seconds later, corpses were everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the place was completely silent.

As if half-rehearsed, the three thousand goddesses instantly realized the Tao, and the rules of the Tao condensed into three thousand Tao fruits.

Endless white light shrouded the entire underworld, thunder, tsunamis, storms, and countless natural phenomena of heaven and earth merged together and appeared one after another, as if they saw the creation of the three thousand avenues.

One statue, two statues, three statues.

Wu Lang felt that his Dharma intention was breaking through the Dao Fruit one by one.

After completely gathering all the avenues in the world, a vague thought came to mind:

At this point, there is no such thing as the Great Luo Dao Lord in the world.

Yes, when Wu Lang occupies all the avenues and monopolizes all the rules, this realm will be lacking after this life. The world's people's practice of Golden Immortal is the limit, and beyond that is the Supreme Emperor.

"I am the ancestor of cultivation and should establish the fourth divine throne."

An overwhelming sound resounded throughout the world, and everyone raised their heads, as if they saw a terrifying existence in the dark.

That being dominates the world and is in charge of the rules of all things. He seems to be the ultimate god above the avenue. Countless rules of the avenue are steaming around him.

Click

The next moment, the Emperor of Heaven broke through the confinement and successfully entered the underworld.

He stared at this scene blankly, and even though he had been prepared, he suddenly stopped for a few seconds, "So that's it, the fourth divine throne is the fusion of three thousand avenues."

In front of him.

There are three figures standing.

The fourth Taoist ancestor, the third empress Tu Niangniang, and the second twin gods.

The arrival of the three Great Dao Emperors really gave him the face of being the first Heavenly Emperor.

"Am I going to lose?"

He instantly felt a huge crisis.

No matter how strong his vitality is, it is useless. The other party has already attained enlightenment, and his escape route has been cut off. It is difficult to return to the distant prehistory.

"Emperor Heaven, you have worked hard enough." At this time, Wu Lang said.

"Do you think you've won now?"

The Emperor of Heaven pondered for a few seconds, "What is in front of me is just a new starting point. The three of you are encircling me. From now on, we can use this as a starting point to travel through."

"oh?"

Wu Lang smiled and said: "You said that a truly strong man never ends. Your eyes are the starting point. Do you have no choice but to end in person and fight with us?"

"snort."

The Emperor remained calm and slowly closed his eyes.

The space-time tunnel is opened.

As long as the probability of killing him is not 100%, he can win.

Thousands of times!

Tens of thousands of times!

In an instant, his number of restarts exceeded the sum of all previous ones, and he headed towards one million time-travel returns.

Ten million.

Click!

The Emperor of Heaven saw three extremely powerful beings surrounding him.

The main one is Saint Bai Xiao, who is almost omniscient and omnipotent, without any shortcomings or flaws. The three of them form a complete hard power.

Space provides speed and moves them, life provides attack, and Baixiao is responsible for seeing through his plots and calculations.

The opponent is like an invincible perfect combination, terrifying to the extreme. No matter how he plots or fights, he is crushed to death.

The weak cannot defeat the strong.

The winning rate is infinitely close to zero.

An idea suddenly appeared in the mind of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the eyes of Wu Lang and the others, only seven or eight seconds had passed, but in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, hundreds of thousands of years had passed in his world.

"Are we not moving?"

At this time, Empress Houtu spoke.

"How to move?"

Wu Lang was not in a hurry and stood directly next to the two people. "He can travel through time. Please tell me how to kill him. In fact, I have been beaten countless times in his eyes. He knows all our heels and Details."

"Let's drink tea." Wu Lang took out the table and chairs and sat down calmly, "He is the referee, let's see him decide the outcome."

"This" Li Qingrou frowned.

She had never seen a fight like this.

In fact, they didn't move at all, and she even had no memory of other timelines, so she just sat there?

"So what?"

Wu Lang looked calm, "Everything that can be done has been done. The next step is to see the results. If he finds a way to win, we lose. If he can't find it, he loses."

People read the time and read files like crazy?

How do you fight?

We NPCs can just wait for him. From now on, no matter how we calculate, he can reset it.

The only way to defeat him is to use a bad save. This save is already dead. No matter which route you take, it will be a dead end.

Empress Houtu and the two of them were a little at a loss.

They are not as indifferent as Wu Lang. They don't fight, the two sides simply confront each other, and there is always a feeling that their fate is not in their own hands. It is very restrictive and uncomfortable.

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven traveled back in time again.

He looked at the three people who were watching him calmly, and their faces gradually turned pale.

The accumulated crazy travel consumed a huge amount of his consciousness and nerves, making him feel endless fatigue and despair.

At this moment, he had clearly realized that it was impossible to win head-on.

The human world, the underworld, and the fairy world, their battlefields have been spread across the entire corner hundreds of thousands of times, and some timelines have even destroyed the entire three realms, leaving only endless chaos.

He still has many trump cards.

He even hides half of his Space Fate, plus the main Fate Time, which is 1.5 Time and Space Heavenly Emperors, but even with this kind of trump card, the opponent has ways to deal with it.

The gap in hard power is too big.

There is even a line where he managed to instigate his daughter, the Twin Gods, to rebel, only to be betrayed by them again.

He has tried countless times. No matter how perfect and meticulous he is in instigating rebellion, setting up traps, and driving a wedge between each other, these three people have absolute trust and there is no way to separate them.

In other words, the other two people unconditionally trust this Dao Ancestor. Even if the Dao Ancestor made a decision to let them die, they would not hesitate to execute it.

This made the Emperor of Heaven feel fear.

Everyone in the world is wary of each other. How did Daozu achieve perfect trust and put his life in each other's hands? It's as if there is a thread connecting them together.

It's an oath!

He suddenly felt that their favorability was like a vow.

That man is proficient in countless rules and is almost almighty, with countless methods, large and small.

After traveling through time and time again, at the 13,700th time, the Emperor of Heaven fully knew that the result of a head-on war would be basically zero.

I can only use that one trick.

The Emperor of Heaven took a deep breath and said, "I cannot go back to 700,000 years ago, but I can go back to decades or hundreds of years ago in this world, and kill the young opponent while he was ruling the Nine Provinces."

This is not a win-win situation.

He wouldn't try it unless he had to.

Even though he had mastered the power of time, he had never tried to do this.

He clearly knows that trying to distort the cause and effect of the main line of time and prevent the birth of the Taoist ancestors in history will not only require a huge number of astronomical travels, but also bear huge karmic backlash. It may also be corrected by time, and even cause various chaos in time and space. Paranormal world phenomena.

But now, he would rather die with a huge amount of time-distorting karma backlash, and give it a try.

After all, he will definitely die if this continues.

"Are you going to use that move?"

Wu Lang suddenly turned his head and spoke.

"This is the only chance of winning. Now that I can't find a way to defeat you in this world, I can only travel back to your past." The Emperor of Heaven quickly distorted the timeline and opened a passage to the distant past, about to begin the final journey. Heavy bet.

"Have you seen the future?" The Emperor suddenly turned around and asked.

Wu Lang seemed to be talking to an old friend in a gentle tone, "I know everything, and I can't see the result of a huge distortion of the time track. You can only try it yourself."

"Haha, I see, what is destiny? I want to reverse this destiny." He suddenly showed a hint of despair: "I want to find the impossible possibility, and look for the only chance of victory from the past."

His voice was low and firm, "I! I want to go back three hundred years ago, to the three hundred years you hid in the blank space in history!"