Crack! Crack!

The altar was filled with the sound of bones crackling, which made people feel disgusted.

Ye Chen, the saint was reshaping the holy body, and the speed of reshaping was extremely slow. It took him half a month. It was because of his lack of resilience. It was because of some kind of power that offset the power of reshaping.

And this time, the scar on his soul expanded another inch. Through his body, he could see his true body. The crack was terrifying.

"Havenness means failure."

Nan Ming Yushu whispered, full of worries.

"It's okay."

Ye Chen smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The reason why haste is not understood. He naturally understood that he would reduce his speed to the lowest level, otherwise he would be bombed every day, and it would be difficult to understand time and space, and the Dao wounds would be healed.

On the fourth day, he sat cross-legged again, a reincarnation eye, a chaotic eye, an evolution of time, and a creation of space, and was still struggling to find a balance point in the dark. To be honest, it was a needle in a haystack.

Emperor Darkness was quite anxious, and it was useless to be impatient. His understanding of time and space can be passed on to Ye Chen, but that may not be a good thing. The balance point needs to be found by himself and requires tragic attempts again and again.

After all, quasi-emperor and emperor are different.

"The historical trajectory has changed."

The Taoist ancestor was watching Cang Miao, and he was also an expert in deduction. At this moment, he became blind and had many changes in the future. Even he calculated that even the emperor could not reverse it.

If Ye Chen advances this time, if there is no killing across time and space, Ye Chen will be great, and the Wutian Sword Lord will become an emperor. One emperor and one great saint body will become two supreme emperors, and the heavens will be able to deal with the changes in the Emperor's Dao.

Unfortunately, the sudden change involves endless variables. Ye Chen succeeded, and perhaps so many people would not die, but because of the killing across time and space, it is hard to say that the heavens may be in a sea of ​​corpses and blood again in the next year.

Time passes quietly.

In the blink of an eye, March passed quietly.

In March, the black hole was silent, and there was no heavenly demon or evil demon coming, which was terrible.

However, it is this tranquility that gives people depression.

In the dark, the black-robed emperor must be planning.

Indeed, he did not stop for a day, running around the black hole, summoning the demons and demons of the black hole. In March, the power he gathered was huge enough, even the first time.

But he had never stopped and was still summoning, striving to summon all the demon soldiers and generals in the black hole so that he could take down the altar in one fell swoop.

In March, Ye Chen exploded again. The last time he almost destroyed his body. He had not yet reshaped his holy body, and the scars of the soul were even bigger.

It was only two months later that he barely reshaped the holy body.

"You can take it easy."

King Jiang of Chu walked by with his hands in his arms, and spoke earnestly.

Ye Chen had not answered, and there was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes. These few blows were not just a disaster, but also an opportunity. Although he had not realized time and space, he had another meaning to time and space, which was of great benefit to understanding time and space.

I don't know how many times he closed his eyes.

This time, he did not stand cross-legged, like a statue.

After a long time, he saw him moving, holding space with one hand and time with the other hand, and gently brushing his arms. His movements were extremely slow. At first glance, he seemed to be playing Tai Chi, using space as Yin and time as Yang. Although he closed his eyes, his eyes were also evolving, space becomes Qian and time becomes Kun, and he wanted to understand time and space with this method.

"Yeah, I have insight."

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The Emperor of the Underworld said slowly that he had tried this method back then and occasionally gained something.

On the altar, all the quasi-emperors were watching, playing Tai Chi and experiencing time and space. Ye Chen might have taken a different approach, but whether it could work is still unknown.

Ye Chen's practice was another three months, and he had never stopped. He spent the whole day, sometimes slow and sometimes extremely fast. If he was a mortal, he would definitely become a Tai Chi master. His aura and gestures would not be imitated by ordinary people.

This March is really quiet. He has not seen the demons of heaven and evil, nor has he seen Ye Chen explode. During the March period, he was dancing Tai Chi, and he never tried to intertwined time and space.

However, all the eyes of the quasi-emperors present were a little deeper. From Ye Chen, he found a strange aura, which was the law of time or the order of space. The two had not blended together, but there were inexplicable fluctuations in time and space. The power that appeared was something that the quasi-emperors had never touched.

“It’s time to work.”

Just as I was watching, I suddenly heard Yan Huang's words.

Hearing this, all the quasi-emperors closed their eyes and smelled the demonic aura.

The black hole that had been silent for several months was rumbling again. In the depths of the darkness, four oceans had already surged, including demons and demons. The formation was larger than last time. Even though they saw it, their expression changed slightly. It seemed that the black-robed emperor had really become fierce in the past few months.

"Kill me, kill me."

There was no black-robed emperor's figure, only hearing his howls, and no source was found. In other words, that guy was smart and did not live in this black hole. He only used the imperial curse seal to drive the demons and evil spirits.

kill!

Frightened by the curse seal, the demons of heaven and evil had to attack and surrounded the altar again. Everyone was crazy, one after another, not afraid of life and death, and charged for life.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Emperor's Dao Killing Formation on the altar revived, and at the same moment, the Emperor's Dao Divine Light shot out.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The demons and demons were buried in pieces, and the black blood was dyed with magic light and splashed with black holes. Even so, they were still one after another. Compared with the quasi-emperor of the heavens, they were more afraid of the imperial curse seal and could not attack the altar, and they would die.

It’s also a pity that the Black Lotus Empress and the Demon Emperor are dead. If you see such a scene, you will definitely scold the Black Robe Emperor. You bitch, you are not your own. You really don’t feel sorry for yourself! You have a kind of self-advantage!

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

This battle was hot enough.

The black-robed emperor hid in the dark, his eyes were covered with bloodshot. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so dedicated to summoning the demons of heaven and evil. He was not idle in the heavens. He also brought rescue soldiers and guarded the altar as solid as a soup, and the cannon fodder after another had not yet appeared at all.

Facts have proved that there were not enough demons he summoned. If he continued to fight according to this situation, not to mention conquering the altar, he might be killed and wiped out. There was no way, there were too many generals on the other side.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The dark blood flowers bloomed all over the darkness.

Not to mention the Emperor of the Underworld, even the Dao Ancestor can't bear to look at him.

The picture was as if the quasi-emperors of the heavens were holding a machine gun, while the demons of heaven were holding cold weapons in their hands, playing with their life-long charge.

Their courage is really commendable, but the consequences are a little terrible. They will be wiped out as much as they rush up. When they arrive, no one has ever seen anyone climbing to the altar. That is not a war, it is clearly a unilateral massacre.

In the altar formation, Ye Chen's slightly frowning brows stretched out a little further.

"The moment when time and space merge is time and space."

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bs For the first time in the past few months, he opened his eyes and had a clear vision. It was because he had entered a misunderstanding. It was because he thought too far and had his own balance point. But now, what he first looked for was not a balance point, but time and space. Healing the Dao wound is the most important thing.

After taking a look at Sifang, he immediately sat cross-legged, used the law of time, and developed the order of space, causing it to collide in an instant, intertwining time and space into a line, a line that can sew the cracks and trauma.

Under his guidance, the first stitch was sewn with the space-time thread. The feeling was quite wonderful. I don’t know whether it was pain or itchy, but I only knew that my Taoist wounds were slowly healing. Although the speed was extremely slow, the rest was only a matter of time. Maybe he could wait for it in eight or ten years.

"That's right!"

Emperor Ming smiled and took out the wine pot casually. What Ye Chen wanted to do was not to understand the laws of time and space, but to find time and space. Only by finding time and space can heal the immortal methods of time and space, and to find time and space, heal the Dao wounds.

The Taoist ancestor said nothing, and the emperor's eyes were deep.

In theory, Ye Chen will definitely die if he is killed across time and space. The reason why he has not died is not because Ye Chen has a strong foundation, but because there are most people in the future who will resolve the power of the kill for him.

To put it bluntly, Ye Chen was only suffering from a trace of the aftermath of the final kill, or the aftermath of all the power being destroyed.

Otherwise, Ye Chen could not use the time and space thread to stitch the scars. If the killer had a slightest power, even if he did not die, he would never heal the Dao wounds, unless he could thoroughly understand the laws of time and space, rather than just finding out as simple as time and space.

This is a bloody example. After ten thousand years of use, he failed to reshape the Taoist root and the origin of life, just because he was not suffering from the aftermath, but the real destruction of the cycle of reincarnation. The injuries of the two of them were essentially different.

Thorn! Thorn!

A slight thrilling sound came from Ye Chen and from his soul. The wound in time and space was stitched with a trace of blue smoke, which was sewn by the time and space thread, and the wound healed little by little.

"Run, where to run."

The quasi-emperors of the heavens shouted loudly, and more than half of them broke out of the altar.

That's right, the demons and demons were defeated again, and they were all scattered and fleeing. It was the black-robed emperor who issued a retreat order. He thought this lineup was enough. What was embarrassing was that the heavens were also increasing their troops. Compared with the two, it was still far from enough.

The rumbling sound lasted for nine days before it was destroyed.

The quasi-emperors returned and killed them so happily.

The quasi-emperors guarding the altar had surrounded Ye Chen, squinted their eyes and stared at Ye Chen's soul. In a trance, they seemed to be able to see a light thread that seemed to be visible, thousands of times thinner than their hair, and were stitching Ye Chen's injury.

"Space-time line?"

God stroked his beard and tentatively said.

"Sometimes the air is breathing, he finds it."

Emperor Ji smiled, and there was shock in his eyes. He shocked Ye Chen's talent and his methods were shocked. He actually found time and space, and could control the time and space line and sew his time and space injury.

"It's only a matter of time."

Laojun smiled and said, today, I was really shocked by Ye Chen.

After saying that, he flew out, and was blown away, just because there was such a talent beside him who was also experiencing time and space.

The God of Creation is indeed outstanding, knowing a little bit of the secrets of time and space, and learning from Ye Chen, holding space with one hand and time with the other. With one hand, the disaster came. Not only was he bombed half of his body, but even Laojun suffered a great disaster. He fought against the demons and evil spirits, but he was not injured. At this moment, he was blown up and looked confused.
Chapter completed!