Chapter 1132 Wuji

Time is a rule. This rule can be mastered by all spirits in the world, but it is extremely rare for those who can understand it. Even if they understand it, it is only contained in artistic conception. This is the understanding.

Back then, Wang Lin met someone on the Vermillion Bird Star, and his artistic conception was the years!

At that time, Wang Lin felt the strength of the artistic conception of the years. Even the Sky Liezi at that time cared about this artistic conception very much.

It can be said that there is only that person on the entire Vermillion Bird Star, who has such an artistic conception!

At the moment, the ancient words of the Blood Dragon echoed, and the power of time actually appeared on him. This power exceeded the artistic conception of time countless times, and it was incomparable at all. It has become a rule!

This rule is determined by the Blood Dragon who has used this magical power!

Under the rules of this time, the entire land of nothingness was shrouded in it. In nothingness, a pair of Luo Tian cultivators were flying slowly, looking around vigilantly. There were dozens of them. As long as they did not meet an ancient Qi Refiner who was too strong, they could stand firm in this nothingness.

But now, when the power of time echoed and penetrated through these people, one of the young men with the weakest cultivation immediately trembled. He looked like he was in his twenties. Although he was not his actual age, he seemed to be like this.

The tremor of his body was not controlled by him, but it trembled inexplicably, as if a cold air rose from his body. Gradually, a trace of wrinkles appeared on his smooth skin. Soon the wrinkles continued to stack. He felt very tired, and his cultivation even more stagnant.

All this was just a moment. The young man was almost confused, and as soon as he got up, there was a burst of exclamation in his ears as if at a long distance. There was a sense of fear in the exclamation sound.

The young man was stunned and wanted to turn his head to see, but his body was sore and numb, as if he was turning his head, it was a bit inconvenient.

"I...what's wrong with me..." The young man's eyes were even more blurred, no longer as clear as before, as if there was a layer of fog. He slowly raised his hand and tried hard to wipe out his eyes. He wanted to remove the fog from the antique.

Perhaps the action of the *** eyes had an effect, and there was a moment of clarity in front of him. He saw that the fellow Taoists around him were away from him one by one, and the eyes looked at him showed fear and fear.

He saw the junior sister who had been secretly determined to be with him for life. At this moment, he was also frightened in the distance, and no longer had the gentleness of the past.

The last thing he saw was his right hand with his eyes, and his whole body was stunned. This was a hand full of wrinkles and even brown spots...

"This..." The young man trembled even further away. He struggled to raise his hand and touch his face. He opened his mouth. There seemed to be a sound of horror coming from his mouth, but... the sound was buried in his body forever and never appeared for another day.

Because his eyes lost all vitality, his whole body continued to age under the eyes of his companions, his hair fell off, his teeth fell off, and his bones were broken. In the end, it seemed that he didn't even bear the weight of a skin, and became a piece of fragments. His body shrank down and died... I died of old age...

This strange scene made the surroundings quiet, exceeding the imagination of the monks around them, but the time was ruthless and did not give them any trace. Another woman among them showed signs of aging.

Soon, this aging seemed to be contagious, and all monks were like this.

It seemed as if at this moment, the heaven had disqualified them as monks, the ones they could survive hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and all their rights to them, and the hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years had come to them in an instant.

These dozens of monks are just a corner. At this moment, the same scenes happen constantly in all areas of this Void Land. No matter where they come from, they cannot escape the arrival of the rules of time.

Only those nirvana monks can resist, but... there are not many nirvana monks.

Whenever a monk dies in the years, an invisible aura will radiate from his body and quickly move towards the center of the land of nothingness.

Gradually, in this place of nothingness, auras rush, and their speed cannot be described as the speed of a monk. These auras seem to be part of the world. Once they move, they will come to the center of the place of nothingness, the body of the blood dragon that has used the magical power of the years.

As the monk continued to die, the aura became more and more, and it continued to merge into the blood dragon's body. Soon, the blue ice crystal on the blood dragon's body began to collapse. Its body seemed to be injected with new vitality, causing the ice crystal to tear apart.

The Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect have no influence under the magical powers of this time. Ruhong's figure is getting closer and closer to the place where the Blood Dragon is!

Opposite to their direction, in the other direction, Yan Leizi followed the old man in black with respect in front of him. As he walked forward, the old man in black was unhappy, but every time he raised his foot, the nothingness below him contracted wildly, as if he wanted to turn this infinite distance into an inch of inch...

This is not a need to integrate into the shrinking earth into an inch, but a need to transform into empty space! It does not need to integrate into the heaven and earth. Wherever it is, it is the heaven and earth, even in one world, it is only an inch!

He was not in a hurry to go, so he maintained a certain rhythm step by step and walked away like flowing water. Yan Leizi's eyes were even more respectful. Behind the old man, he was naturally shrouded under the strange magical powers by the old man.

At this moment when the rules of time enveloped the land of nothingness, Wang Lin also felt its existence, but his body was originally composed of rocks. The rock was born when the moon and star were born, and the time from the present cannot be calculated.

The power of this time covers its body. No matter how many years are, if there is no wind, rocks, or rocks...

He walked forward calmly and quickly, Wang Lin saw the monks around him turning into nothingness over the years, and all disappeared.

"If we do not have the identity of a monk and the supernatural powers, we... will be just a mortal after all..." Wang Lin sighed in his heart, but his speed was not at all slow.

"If the original body comes today, under the rules of this time... I will become a part of this nothingness like them... Unexpectedly, a dignified monk, who has practiced Taoism for hundreds of thousands of years, has understood the rules of heaven and earth, but sometimes, he is not as good as a stone..."

Wang Lin shook his head and witnessed all the truth in front of him. He suddenly had a new understanding of the word "Tao".

The blood dragon in the center of the Land of Nothingness absorbed the breath of countless monks who died in the years, and the blue ice crystals on their bodies finally collapsed with a bang.

Its majestic body raised and a roar was roaring towards the void of heaven and earth! In this roar, a huge vortex suddenly appeared above it. The vortex was also ten thousand feet long, constantly rotating, and bursts of thunder echoed around.

A cold sound slowly emerged from the vortex and permeated the nothingness.

"I, wait for you to come!" At the moment when the sound was heard, the old man in black who was coming from afar paused, his eyes showing solemnity. The Yan Lei Zi behind him remained silent. He heard this voice twice, but this time, it was clearer than before, and there was a tremendous madness contained.

This kind of crazy, despising the rules and disdain for the way of heaven, but when it fell into Yan Leizi's ears, he did not have any intention of the other party to say anything... The power of a shot outside the Suzaku Star is enough to possess this kind of crazy!

The Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect paused at the same time, staring at the rotating vortex ahead in a distance, and became silent, but soon, there were different degrees of darkness and greed in their eyes.

Wang Lin also heard this voice. He paused, looked forward with his head up, his eyes showing an unyielding look. No matter how strong Tuosen is or how difficult the road is, if Tuosen wants to kill him, Wang Lin, he will never bow his head!

"There are many people who want to kill me, but now I am still alive..." Wang Lin sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his footsteps, and walked forward again.

This sentence is the truth.

At this moment, this place of nothingness is not only the few people who are far from the center to survive. Some nirvana monks, after resisting the rules of time, silently approached from all directions of this place of nothingness.

In the other levels outside the Land of Nothingness, those monks who did not enter Nothingness luckily escaped the power of the rules of time and survived.

In this ancient god land, in addition to nothingness, there is another place. The place where it exists can even be said to not belong to the ancient god land, because it... is originally the ancient god land...

This sentence may be a bit contradictory, but in fact it is. This ancient god land has only one entrance on the Suzaku Star. The ancient god land leading to the entrance is a space crack that does not belong to this star field. This crack is very large, enough to lie down a huge body of an eight-star ancient god!

Whether it is nothingness or level, in fact, they are all in the body of this ancient god... Just like at this moment, Wang Lin, the Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, and the Old Man in Black, where they are located is in the chest of the ancient god.

And in this quiet space crack, the body of the ancient god who had been lying here for countless years, if it magnifies countless times in the fourth eight dim star dots on the center of his eyebrows, you can see that in the deepest place, there is a person sitting cross-legged!

This man is a middle-aged scholar with a sense of arrogance in his ordinary appearance. He sat there as if it had been a long time, and he had never moved.
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