"You said, why didn't the prehistoric world take the bait?"

"The news leaked?"

"Shh, whisper, don't let the emperor hear it."

In the starry sky, people can be seen walking around everywhere. There are many chatterers and deliberately lowering their voices, which are all mysterious.

Those are all drama masters.

Extraordinary times, extraordinary means.

The peak combat power of more than 90% of the heavens was gone in a daze and was unable to fight against the prehistoric world. They had to show their ability to fool people and scare the prehistoric world clans.

Fortunately, there are still many talents in the world. Although their acting skills are not as good as Ye Chen, they are all superb.

Their words can still be heard by the prehistoric world. Maybe, any grain of sand and dust flying in the starry sky has the prehistoric ancestral land. Since you can hear them, who dares to show that you will clearly be cheated of them!

As it turns out, this strategy is still good.

On the one hand, it is necessary to actively prepare for war. If the brain cramps in the prehistoric world, it is impossible to start a war. The expedient strategy will not last long.

“But contacted.”

“No response.”

"Continue to call."

In the Tianxuan Gate, I was lying on the cliff with my hands in my arms and paced back and forth, like an ant on a hot pot, quite impatient.

Compared to him, those mortal generals were much calmer, and their eyes looked at Fu Ya were quite strange. The immortal was so arrogant, so why couldn't he hold on to his anger!

Perhaps, they do not know the seriousness of the situation.

If you really want to fight, all the heavens will be defeated. The foundation of the prehistoric world is not only as simple as the surface.

The 100,000 mountains under the moon are still surrounded.

Bai Zhi has been here for many days, and she has been peeping and searching all day long. Even if the world has evaporated, she should leave some traces.

Nan Ming Yushu and the others were here, and they all came out of seclusion early. Among the disappearing quasi-emperors, there were also people from their family, one was Ye Chen and the other was Ji Ningshuang.

Why!

The Emperor of Underworld sighed, and he could not find the turbulent flow of time and space. If he were in the heavenly world, he might be able to find it. Unfortunately, through the dark barrier, the emperor's vision was greatly reduced.

Even he, who is knowledgeable about the ultimate killing across time and space, has not been found, let alone Taoist ancestors, who are involved in the turbulence of time and space, cannot help, and everything depends on themselves, whether they can come out or not.

In this way, half a month passed quietly.

For half a month, the heavens have been peaceful and peaceful, without any signs of war. The prehistoric tribes are quite honest and are basically fooling other races to try the waters.

Unfortunately, they are not fools. Once exposed, they will end up extermination. Who dares to gamble?

The heavens are calm, and the turbulent flow of time and space becomes lively.

Most quasi-emperors are experiencing time and space, but not everyone can calm down.

Ru Di, who is hit every time he is hit, has no intention to understand time and space. If he continues to do so, he will be knocked into ashes before he can understand the laws of time and space.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood suddenly appeared, and the bursting blood flowers bloomed in the turbulent flow of time and space. Just like Ye Chen tried to interweave time and space with time and space, and was blown up to the point of being miserable.

When I went to see Ye Chen, I had closed my eyes and let the turbulent flow roll him around, and I only quietly realized the truth. On the road of the laws of time and space, he may be the farthest among the quasi-emperors.

At least, he found out the time and space.

It has to be said that this turbulent flow of time and space is indeed a holy place for realizing time and space. All the wandering around are the power of time, the power of space, the power of half time and space, and the power of time and space. This condition is unique.

There were a few moments when he realized the essence.

However, it is just the fur. If you want to get out from here, the fur is not enough. You can get the essence and the truth.

The most important thing is that he has an obsession, an obsession to go out, and an obsession to the great success of the holy body. This is his motivation and source.

Not only him, but also the Emperor's Majesty, the ruthless man who survived under the Emperor's Tribulation, was also talented enough to be against the will of heaven. He did not worry about being hit and meditated quietly.

There is no concept of time in the turbulent tide of time.

No one knows how long it has passed, maybe three or five days, maybe seven or eight years, maybe decades.

There is no concept of time here, but there are heavens.

The two emperors of Tianming have a little idea of ​​the time flow rate of turbulence in time and space. They are different from the external flow rate. In one day, the sky may be one year.

This, just about estimates, may be longer.

From some day on, the prehistoric world became restless. In a corner of the starry sky, I could vaguely smell the prehistoric air. Most of them were the prehistoric world, and I sent a spy to try to make this matter clear.

The heavens were quite casual and ignored this directly. The more they ignored it, the more suspicious they became. They instinctively thought that they wanted to fish for big fish with a long line.

This is a game of fighting the hearts. The heavens must hold back. If they are not careful, they will lose all the game. The more they have no major moves, the less they dare to come out.

In the blink of an eye, another half month.

Ye Chen and the others have been away for a month. According to the speed of time, they have been in the turbulence of time and space for thirty years.

In the second month, Ye Chen's holy body exploded, and the balance point was not found, and he was backfired by violent forces.

On this day, he opened his eyes, his eyebrows sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes frowning tightly, and his deep eyes were full of confusion.

"You have understood it thoroughly."

Some words came, and it was the man of the human king.

Compared to Ye Chen, he was even more miserable. His body was completely destroyed, leaving only the illusory soul. In the turbulent flow of time and space, the soul body was like rubber, and sometimes it was pulled very long, twisted, and spoke weakly.

Ye Chen said nothing and shook his head gently.

It is easy to find time and space, but it is difficult to understand the laws of time and space.

After all, he is not omnipotent; after all, he is only a quasi-emperor.

Why!

With the sigh of the king of man, the two passed by again.

Later, Ye Chen met many people again, not the worst, but the worst. He really responded to the old saying, and in order to understand time and space, he was ready to be bombed.

Nowadays, a scene in the turbulence of time and space is a good example. Anyone who Ye Chen saw is basically covered in blood and bones, and the scars are extremely difficult to heal.

Among them, Ji Ningshuang also includes, who understands Mengdao, she is a layman, but she understands time and space.

Speaking of Mengdao, she had dreamed more than once and never returned to the ages, but she could not go back to the heavens, just because in the turbulent flow of time and space, all secret magical powers, and any laws of the universe are false.

"The ninth chapter is, are you addicted?"

Ye Chen looked at him and the old man passed by with a whoosh. Although he had not realized the time and space, he was also extremely miserable. He had been turbulent in time and space. He was hit by the same person nine times. He didn't know that the ancient Qilin loved him so much, and he was hit by the nine times.

Just now, I still want to realize the Tao? I can understand the Tao of any other disciple, and I will burn the incense if I don’t get hit and die.

"In the turbulence of time and space, it is also a place to look at people's character."

God said with great sincerity and he was indeed qualified to say this. He was the only one among so many quasi-emperors who had never been hit and was still alive. He could whisper for eight hundred years.

Ye Chen was in no mood to pay attention to him and continued to realize the truth.

The third month arrives quietly.

This month, the prehistoric aura spread in the starry sky became more and more. More prehistoric tribes sent people to inquire and regarded those people as cannon fodder. The moment they sent them out, they no longer cared about their lives or death.

The emperor's heart is cruel, not only to the heavens, but also to his own family.

The countermeasures of the heavens are still ignored.

It is like a mountain that is not moving, and it is difficult to know its yin and yang. The greater the movement and stillness, the easier it is to reveal flaws.

"The prehistoric tribe has begun to doubt."

Looking at the water curtains presenting the starry sky, Fu Ya took a deep breath. Those sent people were tempted and war could begin at all times.

But the peak combat powers of the heavens still have no news.

In the fourth month, a colorful light appeared in the starry sky.

At that moment, the eyes of the two emperors of Tianming became extremely cold, and people could not see them, but they, who were very emperors, could see them clearly.

That was the Zhuxian Sword, which came out of the black hole.

Whenever it comes out, there will be conspiracy and disasters afterwards.

As the emperor expected, the Zhuxian Sword left the prehistoric clan.

Its purpose is extremely obvious, to send troops to the prehistoric world, because the opportunity is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Compared to the spies sent out, Gonghuang believed it more. They and Zhuxian Jian may not be friends, but they are definitely not enemies, and they have common enemies.

Since that day, the atmosphere of the heavens has become particularly depressed, so depressed that it makes people gloomy. The old generation who have been living for a long time have already smelled the breath of gunpowder.

The war is coming.

Sure enough, before the sun rose the next day, I heard the rumbling of the starry sky, and there were everywhere.

"Kill me, kill me."
To be continued...