Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Singularity time **** Shiyi, in the two chaos is definitely a legendary existence.

In the general evolution of the two chaos, he left a deep and colorful trace, and he has also walked through the heavens and all realms.

Xiao Ye's time clone had been following the other side's footsteps for many years, and finally stopped, and his figure collapsed and turned into starlight dissipated.

The pursuit of this path, this time clone, used too many time retrospectives, the loss was too great, and it could not be maintained.

At the same time, Xiao Ye's deity in the three main gate burst out two terrifying eyes.

these years.

He found that Shiyi's past scenes, as long as he had witnessed them, had all been slightly changed.

His guess is correct.

Shiyi was indeed sending him a message in this way.

It is not difficult to understand if you think carefully.

Qiu Yuan stands tall in the world, trinity, dominating the chaos.

Although it has not digested the rules governing destiny, it can also cut off the long river of time and learn all the secrets of time.

It is as difficult as ever to bypass the other party to deliver messages.

Taking the past scenes that Xiao Ye had witnessed as a guide, leaving a message, as long as Qiu Yuan didn't transcend the way of heaven, it would be difficult to find out.

And through the deduction and summary of Xiao Ye's time clone, he finally came up with a few words: after four hundred centuries!

This is the message of Shiyi!

"What does this mean?" Xiao Ye frowned.

With time and energy, the time node left by a lot of setbacks is absolutely crucial.

But what does this mean?

"However, after four hundred stacks, my practice in this life will reach a critical point, and the game with Qiu Yuan will also reach a critical moment!"

Xiao Ye meditated for a moment, and finally had a clear understanding.

Now.

He shook his head, then evolved a clone of destiny, and shuttled in the chaos.

His move this time was meant to deduce the scene of the past, to look for Qiu Yuan's flaws, and to prepare for the final showdown.

The message left when I found it was just an accident.

At this time, if he stopped suddenly, it would easily arouse Qiu Yuan's suspicion.

at this time.

There are also several masters, ready to manifest the past with the supreme will, and ask Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye's avatar of time constantly retraces the time. They saw it in their eyes and wanted to ask what happened.

just.

These dominating actions were stopped by the Bodhidharma in time.

Qiu Yuan stands tall in the world.

No matter what Xiao Ye's intentions are, he shouldn't say it, otherwise no matter how much he arranges, it will turn into useless work.

Seeing this, many masters had no choice but to give up.

And Xiao Ye's destiny clone still shuttled in the chaos.

After a period of time, Xiao Ye's time clone was also able to regroup, appearing in the chaos as well.

The combination of time and destiny is against the sky.

In this vast chaos, the things that happened in the past are almost invisible in the eyes of Xiao Ye's two avatars.

The feedback of various messages made Xiao Ye's deity's eyes constantly change.

In the dojo where the mist is surging.

Qiu Yuan's three bodies are all standing here.

The vague figure in it was constantly squirming, as if it was gnawing on something, making a clicking sound.

This is Qiu Yuan's dark torrent body.

However, unlike the time when it appeared in front of the world, the streamer covering the dark torrent dissipated, and a ravine-like wound was clearly visible, printed on the body of the dark torrent.

now.

There was blood of various colors, constantly evaporating from the dark and flood, and did not go toward the wound, making the wound healed continuously.

If there are gods here, they will be shocked.

Because the blood and light rushing out of the dark and flooded fluids were all captured by the chaotic sentient beings who were transformed by the cause and effect.

The young man in the middle stared at the wound on the body of the dark torrent, his expression getting colder and colder.

Even though he set up a chaotic chess game that traverses the ages, it is not easy to go beyond the path of heaven.

The body of the dark torrent is injured by various factors.

otherwise.

Where is there a master in the world.

"Infinite reincarnation, harvesting the world to heal wounds. Although it takes a long time, it is about to end."

"Giving them time to become beautiful is also giving me time to heal my injuries."

Qiu Yuan's hollow eyes looked out of the dojo, as if to swallow the chaotic sentient beings, "My descendant, are you looking for my flaws because you can't wait?"

"I'm afraid of you, I can't make it through that time!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qiu Yuan's mouth.

...

The years are surging forward, rushing forward.

One cycle after another passed.

The new world is no longer young, and without surprise, it rushed to the top again.

The achievements of the Three Lords Alliance over the years are also very brilliant, and they have cultivated a thousand ancestors!

This is a terrifying number, far exceeding the peak level of the ancestor **** Heavenly Court.

It's not the alliance powerhouse, how superb means, but the advantage brought by the prosperity of the world.

Plus the survivors in previous lives.

The ancestor gods in the alliance have exceeded three thousand!

As for the masters who came out of the mountain, the gods cultivated have also made great achievements, and the outstanding ones have already touched the list of the heavens.

The fertile soil of this life, the seeds sown, have taken root and sprouted, and are fruitful.

For example, Ying Shao, Yi Lian and others, but their hearts became heavy.

In the old world, it took a hundred stacks to reach its peak, and then was harvested by Qiu Yuan. The new world developed even faster.

Looking at the chaos, people have the illusion of being at the pinnacle of the old world.

Qiu Yuan, I am afraid it will be harvested again!

Only this time, will the result be different?

With such doubts.

The strong men of the alliance have repeatedly looked in the direction of the three main gates, hoping to see Xiao Ye and deliver encouraging news.

But disappointing.

Xiao Ye's deity was still in the three main gates, never showed up, no one could set foot.

Even if they asked, they did not respond. They were very indifferent, and it became more and more chilling.

Xiao Ye, has it really changed?

The powerhouses of the alliance are all palpitating, but there are also some gods who still retain hope.

He thought that Xiao Ye was accumulating strength and would not sit and wait for death this time.

In the passage of time, a depressed atmosphere swept the entire chaos.

But the Van Gogh realm all felt an unprecedented pressure, and it seemed that some disaster was about to happen.

The powerhouses of the alliance no longer arbitrarily send out, hiding in the dojo formation one after another.

"Another prosperous age!"

"The rich fruits have already filled the branches. Rather than withering in the years, it is better to complete me."

On this day, a purple-haired young man in a golden robe appeared above the heavens, and his indifferent words came straight into the hearts of people, as if eternal thunder was spreading out.

This is Qiu Yuan.

This time, he appeared again after only eighty years.

I saw a newly condensed plate of boundless roads flew out of his hand, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, and the surging weather machine condensed a substantive spell, which quickly spread to the entire chaos.

(First one!)