A gentle force caught the masked woman, and Immortal Crane subconsciously rubbed its delicate nose.
At this mont, the two seed to have dreamt of 10,000 years ago. The scene was so similar.
"I'm fine."
The masked woman's neck was a little red. She seed to be the shy girl back then.
Immortal Crane revealed a warm smile as it turned to look at the Godly King wearing the crown of gods.
"If he's so powerful, why should he be so afraid? Why should he kill the human race?"
It raised its head and revealed a mocking smile.
Immortal Crane raised its hands slightly. Countless fragile bubbles suffused with beautiful multicolored light appeared between heaven and earth.
Pa!
It was a black wind of death.
The storm of death swallowed Lucifer on the spot. It was a storm of death that did not belong to this world.
Hasaki!
Lucifer's body revealed white white bone, but he didn't care.
As long as he was willing, he could instantly condense the toughest body in the world.
"You are really very powerful. However, you seem to beco more and more afraid of the power in the distance over the years. You are willing to use all thods to make people give up on the power in the unseen world."
Bubble after bubble exploded beside Lucifer like a dream.
That was the power of the outer realm that Immortal Crane had once explored. It was a world that was like steel.
There was the power of space distortion and the power of consciousness fog.
Every fragile bubble carried the power he had once pursued beyond the Path of Heaven.
Lucifer's body was burning with black flas, and the surrounding space was lting.
It seed to an that his anger had already reached the extre. It was a power that was beyond his control.
No matter how small this power was, it was still filled with countless possibilities.
He hated this kind of power that was not within his calculations.
The flood beyond his calculations burst on Lucifer's body like tidal waves after Immortal Crane's palm strike. Countless beautiful bubbles burst.
Countless dream-like order powers interweaved within. It was like a sword radiance that shot out from a distant space-ti. At this mont, it was blooming with an astonishing flash of light.
Suddenly, an eye appeared in the middle of the shocking torrent.
As the eyes closed, all the light instantly disappeared.
It was as if the universe had closed its eyes. At this mont, there was no longer any sound.
Then, the entire world began to spin.
The sky, the earth, everything everyone had entrusted to them slowly closed like a painting under the indescribable silence.
How could the people in the painting resist the rolling of this huge wheel?
Even Xiao Sheng was silent.
This was the unparalleled power of the Path of Heaven.
It turned into a flood that gathered in Lucifer's palm.
Then, the light exploded in front of Immortal Crane and the masked woman.
Hand of Heaven.
Immortal Crane turned around and gently hugged the masked woman, shielding her from the terrifying power.
Just like the last battle, the outco seed to be the sa.
Ants.
Lucifer slowly closed his eyes.
Everything returned to silence. This ti, there would be no more flas left behind, nor existences that would attempt to escape from the scroll. Everything could only crawl forward under him.
...
When everything returned to silence, the torrent on the battlefield did not disappear.
This power was like a knife that pierced through the entire painting and extended out of it.
It was another battlefield, a war of ti.
At this mont, Qin Yu was among them. It was already the last mont.
A handso young man in a white robe was standing opposite Qin Yu.
Ti was up.
Qin Yu's expression was indifferent. He had passed through the long river of ti. At this mont, Qin Yu's speed beca faster and faster.
His body was like a sword, emitting a dazzling sword light.
His chaotic body slowly lted into the void, and a surge of power surged from his body.
This power knocked open the heavy door. As the ancient aura descended, the River of Ti appeared in front of Qin Yu. It was the Gate of Ti.
This was the power of an ancient existence. Not many people could knock open this door in history. This was the door that represented the curse.
At this mont, the Great Dao between heaven and earth had disappeared. The power he was once proud of had completely dissipated.
Qin Yu's body disappeared at that mont. His body lted completely.
Even his divine soul had dissipated. However, he could sense countless intersecting powers in the unseen world.
These chaotic powers were like systems.
They were like worlds created by the Path of Heaven.
"Open it!"
When Qin Yu's body appeared again, he was wrapped in the endless power he sensed and bombarded the Great Dao of Ti.
The bell of death rang again. When the door of ti opened, Qin Yu saw countless versions of himself in the parallel space.
He entered the door without hesitation.
"Heh."
The young man in white robes, the ruler of Northwest Youdu, followed Qin Yu into the door like an outsider.
He stood side by side with Qin Yu. A huge amount of power of ti entered his body every mont.
This power was entrenched in Qin Yu's soul like an old tree. The power of ti in his body flowed into every cell.
In the next mont, countless ripples appeared in front of him.
Qin Yu saw countless versions of himself, including his past and future.
There were even countless versions of himself in reality, which was him in a parallel space.
It seed to be at this mont, but it was very different.
What was ti? What was the aning of its existence? What were the traces of its existence?
It had existed here since before this world was born.
Even the experts could not answer this question.
A drop of sweat the size of a bean dripped onto the ground, and a mountain-like pressure fell on Qin Yu.
Golden sundial appeared in countless parallel dinsions. At this mont, they were counting down to the last monts.
He was the cultivator closest to the power of ti since the beginning of ti.
The Lord of Ti had almost turned into a real shadow. He had a creepy smile as if he was ready to taste this delicious soul.
At this mont, he felt a terrifying pressure in every breath as if countless worlds had fallen on him.
Powers of creation!
Just as the mountain-like pressure was about to fall, the world suddenly darkened.
A beam of light burst out from Qin Yu's hand. It was the Qian Kun's Only Sword.
This sword ca from Qin Yu's power. The mont he struck out, a path of order that belonged to him was ford in the unseen world.
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