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"what?"

As soon as this remark came out, Xiao Ye was shocked, and then cold.

The possibility of his deification is too small?

You should know that before the advent of the last Fa, he almost squeezed into that level. During these five hundred years, he did not give up cultivation. He is accumulating strength, making great progress, and preparing to finally launch an impact.

In the end, but heard the news?

Regarding the future of himself and the Three Thousand Realms, Xiao Ye did not dare to carelessly, and now he consulted carefully.

"It's simple."

"The three thousand rules are chaotic, ushering in the era of the end of the law, making the world colder, limiting the breakthrough of souls, you are also in this column, and you will inevitably suffer terrible interception."

"What's more, you still have power that is not three thousand..."

This creature was not as silent as it had just been awake. It mentioned a lot, and Xiao Ye was greatly touched.

In fact, the restrictions imposed on him in the age of the last law have also been noticed in recent years, but it is not expected to be so serious.

As for the power that does not belong to three thousand.

Is it referring to the time holy word after the weakening of time power?

The creature in front of him is a god-level strongman. It is not surprising that he can perceive this, but let Xiao Ye cool from head to toe.

"Okay, I have made an exception for you so much. Let's go away and disturb me again, then it's really death." Just as Xiao Ye was going to continue to question, this creature impatiently ordered a guest. .

Whoo!

The **** slave who had led Xiao Ye to come here appeared again.

"Thank you senior."

Xiao Ye smiled helplessly, and after holding a fist to the creature, he followed the **** slave to leave.

indeed.

This god-level powerhouse is quite moody, making it difficult for the other party to answer, and even getting out of the Tengluo race territory, is already a kind of extravagant hope, how can he ask for more?

"what should I do?"

Xiao Ye stumbled out of the Teng Luo race territory, his eyes were a little confused.

If he wants to change the chaotic rules of the Three Thousand Worlds, he must transform his spirit. He really does not want his friends and loved ones to die one by one.

And the strong man of the Divine Order also pointed out that it is almost impossible for him to transform God, which is simply an unsolvable problem.

"My Xiao Ye, never admit my fate!"

At the next moment, Xiao Ye clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were clear.

From the beginning when he stepped into the martial arts, he was not optimistic, but Xiao Ye has not risen all the way, pushing the enemy of all sides, stepping on the tired corpses, and finally reached this height?

Although he was so judged by a god-level powerhouse, he was not willing to give up on it.

Whoo!

Xiao Ye's body flashed back to the human race.

"Leaves are back!"

The figure of Xiao Ye appeared in the territory of the human race. Suddenly, a big rock fell in the hearts of all the powerful people of the human race, and they rushed up and made an inquiry.

"Fortunately, the god-level strongman did not embarrass me, and it was a bit of a gain."

Looking at the pictures of the wind and frost, the increasingly old faces, Xiao Ye squeezed a smile and relieved.

"Son."

At this moment, the crowd separated and saw a tall figure, stumbling over with the help of others.

He was gray-haired, and the auspicious silver light that originally covered his body was very dim. Through this old look, he could vaguely see the extraordinary heroism of his youth.

"Qingze!"

Xiao Ye shivered and quickly stepped forward to support the other party.

Qingze Shengzhu, like Xuan Xiao, was a clan who survived from the early tribe, but his seniority was higher than that of Xuan Xiao. At that time, he escaped the disaster by relying on the luck of heaven.

He reshaped it too early, the other party helped him take charge of the luck of heaven and earth, the world changed greatly, and Sheng Shouyuan was no longer eternal. Such a person as him was first affected.

"Holy Son, it's great to see you return safely."

"It's just me, I can't accompany you anymore."

Qingze looked at Xiao Ye with a smile, said weakly, and sat down at the same time, he was actually shining.

"Qingze!"

Xiao Ye mourned in his heart and wanted to use his own blood to stabilize the other person's life, but was rejected by the other party.

This approach cannot solve the fundamental problem.

What's more, now that a god-level strongman sits in the three thousand, like a tiger on the side, would he let Xiao Ye waste himself to help him extend his life?

He can live to this day, it is already a pity of heaven, there is not much regret.

A new stone monument has been added to the Soul Zen world, and many people's hearts are blocked.

The people around Xiao Ye are beginning to fade. Who will be the next one?

"Qingze, let's go first. It won't take long for me to come, and we will get together and talk about it."

As the autumn wind cools, a ricket figure stands in front of the new stone monument and mutters to himself.

This is Xuan Xiao.

He is also a surviving tribe of the ancient people in the early days. His footprints have traversed countless eras, and now the limit is coming.

"Xuan Xiao!"

In the universe, a deep eye, staring at Xuan Xiao's back, the sadness in his eyes could not be resolved.

He is expensive as a pseudo-god, and watching the people around him die one after another, is it just helpless?

"Time rules seniors!"

Xiao Ye rushed to a holy plane, and directly stretched out the holy pattern, sweeping toward the central area of the holy plane.

There, a vaguely five-story small tower can be seen faintly, radiating a dazzling Cabernet Sauvignon.

This is the tower of time.

Xiao Ye went to the Tengluo ethnic territory and left the Tower of Time.

Five hundred years have passed, the three sacred lines of the Taoist body in the early days are becoming more and more skyward, but the Dao marks dominated by time are still unresponsive.

More than 500 years ago, Xiao Ye attracted time to dominate Daohen, and rushed back to the Tower of Time with the ancestors. It seems that something has happened, and it has never appeared again. Otherwise, how could he take the risk?

In response, Xiao Ye was silent, and then sat in the void, as if it had become a sculpture, with no movement.

Gradually, only the fluctuation of the semi-god realm was born, and I saw a bright and colorful, simple and natural barrier appeared on Xiao Ye, imprisoning him perfectly.

This barrier is clearly much stronger than before, which makes Xiao Ye's body sink, even though he can loosen it, but now it is unrealistic to completely break free.

The 'road' leading to a new realm is also blocked by layers of mist, which is no longer as clear as it was before the end of the Fera.

No one can tell what specific changes have taken place in the 3,000 world.

"I can't see the road clearly, then I will blow away these mists!" Xiao Ye did not try, but opened his eyes, and suddenly a mysterious breath circulated on his body, and the ancient words bloomed and floated in the universe.

This is a complete method of slashing the six bright gods.

During these five hundred years, Xiao Ye once again cut off the two dark sides of human nature. With the operation of this method, the only two remaining evil spirits rose into the sky and turned into two ancient ancient trees, standing in the universe.

"Cut me!"

Xiao Ye drank low, raised his right hand, and the ancient characters all over the universe tremble slightly, quickly converging and interweaving, and a long sword was condensed in his hand, slashing towards the two remaining dark sides.

(The second one is coming!)