Return of the War God

What happened just now is terrible!

Under this breath, he was as small as an ant, without any effect.

If it hadn't been for his hard work, I am afraid that even the primordial spirit has been disbanded and reduced to a walking dead.

Compared with the time aura in front of the passage of Tianmang Peak, the time and space strangeness of this ancient strange building is not known how many times it is terrifying!

Time and space!

It is indeed a taboo-like existence. Throughout the ages, no matter how heaven-defying existence, how powerful the existence, want to touch this field will eventually end miserably, and there is no whole body.

All beings are equal before time.

Nothing exists, it can be against the washing and baptism of time.

At this moment, Ye Wuque faced the power of time and space directly for the first time, and just a breath made him almost sinking.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

At this moment, a girlish laughter suddenly came from the mottled ancient temple.

"Looking at the Temple of Time and Space, it only took a few breaths of time to wake up..."

"As expected of Brother Wuwei..."

This is the voice of Pan'er.

Hearing Pan'er's voice again, Ye Wuque didn't feel any surprise, because she would only come here.

Ye Wuque no longer stayed, and walked step by step toward this ancient temple called "temporal temple" in Pan'er's mouth.

Strangely, as Ye Wuque approached, the vast air of time converged instead and continued to dissipate.

When he completely walked to the door of the Temporal Temple, the air at that time disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

Looking up, the ancient hall in front of me is exactly the same as the ordinary hall in the ordinary, no longer has any breath, it is very ordinary.

Only those inscriptions on the walls give people a faint breath of vicissitudes of life and the passing of time.

Ye Wuque walked straight into the ancient hall.

In the next moment, Ye Wuque seemed to step into a shadow, and a faint coolness came to his face.

Inside the ancient hall, it was not the hall, but the open air. In the center of the distance, an ancient mottled altar was quietly placed.

The shape of the altar is very strange, like countless twists of lightning snaking up, and finally forming a palm that resembles an open palm, quietly suspended, and above the palm, a ball of about Mo's head is quietly shining The size of the strange light group!

The light clusters floated up and down, exuding a hazy faint brilliance, like the stars in the sky, strange and mysterious.

The moment he saw the light group, Ye Wuque's expression was calm, but there was a wave of waves in his heart! !

Because at this moment!

The ancient bronze mirror in the ring of Yu Yuanyang, after the last time the light film was torn by Ye Wuque and the picture appeared, finally there was another change!

The bronze mirror is shining!

Ye Wuque swept away the power of the soul, and found that the torn part of the light film, the black hole in it was shining with a faint brilliance, and at the same time it exuded an unprecedented hotness.

Ye Wuque felt it instantly!

The bronze mirror is longing!

Longing for the light ball floating up and down above the altar.

This turned the waves in Ye Wuque's heart into a touch of surprise.

The ancient bronze mirror reacted, which proved that all his previous efforts were not in vain.

He was on the right path, and he did not find the wrong clue to the origin of the holy law of time and space.

But Ye Wuque was not in a hurry, because he felt the extraordinary and unpredictable of this open-air hall.

Turning his eyes, Ye Wuque looked at the place directly in front of the palm altar.

There, a white throne was placed, and Pan'er was sitting on it quietly, her eyes slightly closed.

Her small body was also shining with a faint brilliance at this moment, and in this ancient temple, there was a strange aura that was to be assimilated with it.

The moment Ye Wuque looked over, Pan'er's big closed eyes opened at the same time, and a weird smile poured out on that little face.

"One of the channels to enter here is at the end of Dikun's inheritance, and the other should be under the grave of Sheng Haoxuan, the top of the sky?"

Ye Wuque spoke lightly, breaking the dead silence.

"Yes."

Pan'er said with a smile.

This woman seemed to wake up from the madness and distortion of the previous Patriarch Hall, and now she is back to normal, which is undoubtedly a terrible thing.

"You did everything possible to lead me over, now I am here, what's next?"

Ye Wuque said something amazing!

That's right!

Pan'er left the Patriarch Hall abruptly before, although part of it was stimulated by Ye Wuque’s words, but it was not actually scared away, but deliberately left with that energy, the purpose was to lure Ye Intact continue to pursue.

The most fundamental purpose is to introduce Ye Wuque into this time-space temple.

"Brother Wuwei, you are really smart. Throughout the history of the ancient league, in terms of smartness and the city, you surpassed everyone, even better than Hao Xuan."

Pan'er was still praising Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque remained unmoved, just looking at Pan'er quietly.

Pan'er's expression became agitated again at this moment, when she looked at the floating light ball, she gradually became more fanatical and full of love!

"I told you that Hao Xuan was not dead at all!!"

"The remnant soul on the top of the sky is a proof."

"And the Guan Tuan in front of you is the more vital evidence that Hao Xuan is alive!"

Following this opening, Pan'er stood up abruptly and waved her small hand!

Hum!

The light ball suspended on the palm altar suddenly bloomed with brilliance at this moment, and then bloomed toward both sides like flowers.

Ye Wuque's eyes were sharp and he stared intently, but when he saw the things in the light group, his eyes condensed slightly!

咚咚咚!

There was a sound like a heart beating in the ear, and within the blooming ball of light, a group of...

Those flesh and blood still showed bright red, as if they had just been separated from the body, just formed, full of vitality, and blooming with a faint strange brilliance.

The whole flesh and blood is like a huge heart, beating in an orderly manner.

And at the center of the flesh and blood, a hole was torn apart, and within the hole, lying quietly was a jewel about the size of a night, shining like a small sun...Little Golden Man!

To be precise, it should be the primordial soul Xiaojin!