Time is at your fingertips.

There are hundreds of thousands of innate gods born in the new world.

There are not only the top gods such as Qiu Huang, the ancient gods, the Taishen, and Dayan, but also the middle and low innate gods, which are distributed in the great forbidden heavens.

In the face of such prosperity, the strong in the alliance have long been numb.

Although they were following Xiao Ye's decree and absorbing fresh blood, their enthusiasm had obviously faded.

Apart from practicing, they devoted most of their energy to the action of cultivating perfect creatures and forging ancestral gods.

The results of Qiu Yuan's two harvests of the great world have been proved.

Gods born in a period of prosperous age, and those with aptitude against the sky, will be powerless to fall. Only the existence of ancestor gods has a great probability of being retained.

not to mention.

The indifference displayed by Xiao Ye did not include the ancestral gods, but also dedicated to the ancestral gods, opening up a large array of dojos, which made most of the ancestral gods survive.

Therefore, this kind of **** naturally becomes the cornerstone of the alliance's accumulation of strength, and the alliance's powerhouses naturally spare no effort in this regard.

Fortunately.

In the great world promoted by Qiu Yuan, the resources are too abundant, and the geniuses of perfect creatures are springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Coupled with the guidance of the brothers and sisters of Cheng Wen, the speed at which the ancestors appeared in the chaos is also getting faster and faster.

Until now.

Counting the ancestor gods in the alliance has broken through the thousands!

More than one thousand ancestor gods, more than one thousand gods of heaven!

In any era of chaos, it can be swept away.

But the opponent is too strong, and this number is far from enough. The strong players in the alliance are still looking for the seeds of the ancestors.

As for all this, Xiao Ye still seemed indifferent.

The powerhouses in the alliance all have a large array of dojos that adapt to each other's cultivation, so they don't need to accompany Xiao Ye.

The three main gates are almost covered by the Chaos Nebula day after day and year after year, completely isolated from the outside world.

Even Bing Ya, Xiao Nian, Xiao Fan and others have not set foot in this gate for many years.

Only the master who had already left the mountain, often opened the eyes of heaven and looked at him, and was extremely concerned about the progress of Xiao Ye's cultivation.

This day.

A misty light of time suddenly rushed from the three main gates, cut through the sky, and evaporated towards another forbidden sky.

Li Hao is one of the Great Forbidden Sky of Chaos.

Once the territory of the singularity and chaos, as many world fragments merged, it merged into the perfect chaos.

So many years have passed.

Li Hao Da Forbidden Sky has been completely assimilated by chaos, the chaos is surging, the avenue is unified, and there is a complete system of cultivation.

but.

Li Hao Da forbidden in the sky, you can still see all the traces of the singularity and chaos before.

Such as a towering **** city is one of them.

This is Wangucheng.

It is the dwelling place of the former, the king of singularity and chaos, as well as his people and descendants.

King Wan followed at the same time, reversing the time, and striding over to the past battle. The long years have passed. The king's line has already fallen and scattered, and most of them have died.

Eternal City, the fortress of Li Hao Da Tian Tian, is now dominated by powerful forces.

That piece of time went straight to the Eternal City, condensed into a young man.

"Who are you?"

"This city is the resident of my Jiufang God Tower, and people who are not busy with others are allowed to approach, otherwise they will all be killed!"

This young man had just appeared, and there was a wave of god-level will permeating, mixed with a sharp shout.

However, the boy turned a deaf ear and walked in.

"court death!"

In an instant, the divine voice burst out, and dozens of upper Nirvana gods wearing divine armor appeared teleported, rushing like a hungry tiger.

just.

Without exception.

These high-ranking Nirvana gods all rushed to the air.

The young man looked like a cloud of mist, and he had already walked far away between his feet.

Just when these high-ranking Nirvana were stunned and ready to do it again.

"roll!"

A roar, like a chaotic thunder, shook nearby creatures, bleeding from their mouths, and fell to the ground.

A Dharma **** dressed in white appeared, respectfully saluting the young man, and tremblingly said, "Master Xiao Ye, they have clumsy eyes and have no intention of offending. Please forgive me!"

In this new life, Xiao Ye didn't show up anymore.

But there is a history of taboos, a torrent of darkness, and it is still spread in the world.

No one knows Xiao Ye for the innate gods born in the new age.

Moreover, Xiao Ye also has the identity of the creator of the world for Singularity Chaos.

Facing this **** of law, Xiao Ye still ignored it.

but.

The news of Xiao Ye's arrival quickly spread throughout the Eternal City.

The high-ranking forces who dominated the ancient city were frightened.

Not daring to disturb Xiao Ye, he immediately ordered Jujiao to move out of Wangu City.

But a moment's effort.

The entire Eternal City has become empty.

To this.

Xiao Ye still didn't care.

His figure turns to the light of time, this is a time clone.

He walked in Wangu City, his gaze swept across the mottled monuments in the city, circle after circle of rippling avenues, centered on his figure, continuously spreading towards the surroundings.

Look carefully.

Wherever the ripples touched, there was violent turbulence, with floating lights and shadows intertwined, going back in time.

This ability is to deduce the scene of the past, and the difficulty is much lower than going back in time, so that the originally empty Wangu City is filled with various scenes.

In the recent sight.

There was a big dark hand that suddenly came out of nothingness, and slammed into the ancient city.

The ten thousand kings at this node have reached the peak of the Ninth Rank of the Heavenly Dao, and even the first aura to dominate, he rushes to the crown, although he has protected the ancient city.

However, most of the people and descendants in the city were killed and injured.

Wan Wang's eyes were bleeding and tears, grief and madness.

This is just one part of the scene.

Time goes back and goes by again, the Wangu City in the sight is getting more and more 'young'.

You can also see the half-man, half-animal, and sturdy kings sitting cross-legged on a high platform, accepting the worship of their own people, and instructing their own people on their practice.

"Qiu Yuan pushes the torrent of darkness, and the singularity and chaos are not immune..." Xiao Ye's time clone continued to push back time.

He saw himself.

That was him in the previous life.

At the beginning of the singularity and chaos, in order to promote the rules of practice, lead a group of singularity creatures to practice in the eternal city and promote the evolution of the singularity.

All the things experienced in this divine city in the past years have all appeared before Xiao Ye's eyes, with nowhere to hide.

There used to be many creatures that he could not forget, and memories that he could not forget.

Now, when I come back to my hometown, the whole world is vast, and I will never see those old days again.

There are so many people, so many things, hard to let go, and hard to forget.

Xiao Ye's time clone sighed, and left Eternal City, and appeared in Li Hao Da Forbidden Sky, another ruin of the ruins.

This place was originally not weaker than the Divine Land of the Eternal City, but it was not lucky enough to be blasted into ruins by the big dark hand.

Xiao Ye's time clone, standing in the ruins, was also rippling with ripples.

"Xiao Ye..."

This scene shocked the masters who had already come out of the mountain, and after they looked over, they showed joy.

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