The old demon Hehuan looked at all this expressionlessly. He watched helplessly as the remnant soul of the ancient demon who claimed to be distracted by Master Cang Kun was turned into ashes by the evil-proof thunder, and his eyes were fixed on the jade talisman in Wei Wuya's hand.

It was not until the other three early-stage monks of Nascent Soul stood separately, blocking all possible escape directions, and taking out exactly the same jade talisman from the storage bag that the expression of the old demon Hehuan suddenly became gloomy.

"So that's it. Fellow Daoist Wei and Old Monster Tianhen, you two have already started to work hard for the boy named Lu."

The old demon Hehuan sneered and said, "I'm not surprised that Tianheng is the old monster. He offended too many people back then, and now he has established a sect. If the one named Lu had not been in business with him, he would probably not be able to hold on any longer.

Fellow Daoist Wei, why do you have to work so hard for the Lu surname?"

Wei Wuya sighed and said helplessly: "Fellow Taoist Hehuan, if you can, I don't want to kill you all, but I really shouldn't contact the remnants of the Ghost Spirit Sect. In fact, with the qualifications and age of the fellow Taoist, the so-called demonic way

The title of the leader and the great elder of Hehuan Sect are just obstacles to fellow Taoists. If fellow Taoists can devote themselves to practicing and no longer care about the common things, they will not use this so-called Lingmiao Garden, and they will not go further.

Possibility.”

"Ha! Fellow Taoist is so open-minded." The old demon Hehuan sneered and turned around to look at the other three.

The three of them immediately raised the jade talisman to their chests, looking very alert.

"If I expected it was not bad, these jade talismans were originally used to deal with me, right? But even with the help of this evil-proof divine thunder, it would be a bit too natural to kill me with only Fellow Daoist Wei and these three, right?

I dare not say anything else. If I try my best to do so, it is not impossible to take a few fellow Taoists before death!”

Wei Wuya looked at the sneering old demon Hehuan, his eyes full of sympathy.

"Fellow Daoist Hehuan, do you really think that Mr. Lu only invited a few of us?"

The old demon Hehuan was stunned. At this moment, a loud thunderous sound suddenly came from the direction they entered this interface.

All the words that mortals can use have lost their meaning here. Looking around, the long river of time is as bright as the Milky Way, constantly arising and dying before his eyes, repeating possibilities.

...

Not only him, but also everyone, including the old demon Hehuan, raised their heads and looked at the sky.

The light of escape dissipated, and above everyone's heads, Master Mulanbi and seven or eight Mulan magicians, including Saint Mulan, were revealed!

"Fellow Daoist Wei, the little guys who dare to resist outside have been cleaned up. We are not late, right?" Master Bi asked with a smile while staring at the old demon Hehuan with a sarcastic look.

"Do you know how he really got the power of time in the past?" Jing Nian asked with a smile.

"It's meaningless to say this. Now the remnant soul of the ancient demon has been destroyed. Even if there is a huge plan, it will be empty. Fellow Daoist Hehuan, you still..."

Wei Wuya stopped halfway through his words.

Everyone looked up and saw two pairs of silver-white inhuman eyes slowly opening in the crystal-like red crystals.

One by one, the strong men changed the world, and billions of stars died in a wave, and when they turned around, they changed the new one to the old one.

Suddenly, it seemed like someone was splashing cold water on it.

Life is meaningless because it is nothing. Memory is meaningless because it can be changed at any time.

I don’t know when it started, but the mist that filled the entire interface began to gather here.

Lu Yunze stood there blankly, like a fish about to drown in water.

A variable that can be changed with a wave of hand has no meaning.

"Hahaha... He saw the way of heaven." Jing Nian's expression was solemn, and finally mentioned Him directly for the first time!

"To be precise, it is not the real way of heaven. But if there is such a thing that is born innately, with one's own will and mission, and with all the breath of the three thousand great ways and the way of heaven, then this thing is not the way of heaven, and it can also be

What is it?"

Mountains are raising up, and trenches are dry.

He didn't know how long he had watched it, but he just knew that time had no meaning.

"The power of time... Time is meaningless. Because of the changes of all things and the thoughts of sentient beings, time has been found. Once all things remain unchanged for a long time, sentient beings no longer think. Then time will never exist again.

”

Lu Yunze spread his hands, "If you want to tell me, then just say it."

This lineup can be fought when encountering a god-transforming cultivator, let alone killing a demon cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul while carrying the evil-repelling divine thunder.

A huge roar resounded throughout the fields, and lights flashed through the sky.

Lu Yunze stood there, like a spectator, witnessing the apoptosis of the world and the rebirth of the laws one by one.

Jingnian smiled, raised her head, and stared at the long river of time like a galaxy.

The emperors and generals who left their names in history eventually became dry bones. When the wind blew, the history itself became ashes.

The past and the future are meaningless, because in a wave of your hand, there will be infinite time to be reborn and infinite time to be destroyed.

Two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, ten Nascent Soul cultivators, and one Mulan Holy Bird who may join the battlefield at any time!

Flowers bloom and fall, spring goes and autumn comes.

"Beautiful?" Lu Yunze blinked. "Which beauty?"

The old demon Hehuan's hands trembled slightly, especially when he saw Saint Mulan take out the bronze lotus lantern, his face turned pale.

"There is an indescribable beauty, right?" Monk Jingnian asked with a smile, wearing a white cassock opposite Lu Yunze.

Accompanied by the flowing mist that was like gray and white rivers passing through the sky, a trembling spiritual pressure gradually rose, making everyone breathless.

In the end, even himself has lost its meaning.

Wei Wuya sighed lightly and shook his head.

Lu Yunze suddenly came to his senses, opened his eyes, and was sitting in a strange place beyond all space and time.

"To be honest, because the person behind the Ghost Spirit Sect is unknown, Lu Xiaoyou originally wanted to arrange combat power according to the worst result of dealing with the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but he didn't expect that the one who instructed the remnants of the Ghost Spirit Sect was actually one

The remnant soul of the ancient demon.”

"So that's it, he really took great pains!" The old demon Hehuan laughed terrified.

"I was not there at that time, but I knew that since then, he really took over the power of time. But not long after, he returned the power."

"Hiss!" Lu Yunze frowned suddenly.

"Are you sure the person you are talking about is Han Li?! This bastard wants to go up and chew on the road when he sees shit! He can even spit out the things in his mouth?!"

“…In a sense, I am Han Li too.”
Chapter completed!