The sharp God Slayer slammed into the ruins head-on. Everyone felt that Chongxu would definitely die, and even Chongxu himself thought so.

At the critical juncture, there was a crisp sound in Chongxu's ears, "tick", followed by another "tick"!

"Why is there a dripping sound?" In a trance, he smelled the faint fragrance of bamboo, and looked out the muddy window to see a dense bamboo forest.

"Your Royal Highness, what are you looking at? Have you heard all my words?"

Only then did Chongxu notice that he had somehow returned to the study of the Demon Realm, and at this time, Yuxin, the teacher of the Karma, was sitting on the main seat of the study, teaching him and Kuamao something.

Seeing that he was stunned, Yuxin came to him with a ring ruler around the desk, and said majestically: "How many times have I said that you are not allowed to wander in class, and stretch out your hand." ”

Kwa Mao showed a gloating expression and reminded: "Your Highness, don't be stunned, prepare to be punished!"

Chongxu stuck out his tongue at Kuamao, and reluctantly put his right hand in the depths.

Chongxu has rough skin and thick meat, and it stands to reason that it doesn't hurt or itch to hit a few times, but Yuxin's "ruthless heart" poured abyss power on the ring ruler, and the palms of her hands were red and swollen after ten blows, and it hurt to drill her heart. "Master, I won't dare next time!"

Yuxin withdrew the ring ruler and said softly: "Your Highness, I beat you for your own good!"

Chongxu Nuo said: "This palace knows." ”

Yuxin turned to Kua Mao, "Kua Mao, Your Highness is distracted, you didn't remind you in time, go back and go to your father's board by yourself!"

Chongxu's snort was silenced, and Kwa Mao's gloating expression would be on his face, "Ahhh ”

Yuxin really hit him twenty times, and she grinned in pain.

Chongxu was very happy at first, and he couldn't stop laughing, but when Yuxin hit the twelfth hit, he began to feel distressed when he found that there was a blood mark on Kuamo's palm, and begged for mercy for Kuamo, "Master spare Kuamao, I will listen carefully in the future." ”

"Is that true?"

"A gentleman's words are hard to chase. ”

Yuxin smiled, "A devil, what kind of gentleman are you talking about!" She didn't delve into this question further, let go of Kua Mao, and asked Chongxu the question just now, "Your Highness tell me, when is it?"

"Hmm...... ......" Chongxu thought for a while, and said: "Time is life and money. ”

Yuxin glanced at him, "Vulgar." Quamao, repeat what I just said. ”

Kwamo shook his head, "Time is like flowing water. ”

Yuxin nodded and said, "That's right, time is like water, or to be precise, it's water, another kind of water." As the saying goes, it is difficult to recover the water that is spilled, and it is difficult to recover the water that has been spilled. No one can stop the water from flowing down, and even if someone builds a dam to hold it in the bay, it will take on another form or seep into the ground or rise into the sky and join the river that belongs to it. This is true of water, and so is time. ”

Yuxin paused and said: "Although we can't let time flow backwards, we must learn to observe it, and only when we perceive its flow can we understand the real general trend." At the same time, as long as we have insight into its trend, we can adapt to the situation and change the direction of its flow. ”

Chongxu questioned, "Master, didn't you say that time can't be reversed?"

"It is true that we cannot go against the current, but we can divert it into another river, delay or even block its flow, and make things work in our favor. ”

"Sluggishness?"

Seeing Chongxu's dazed face, Yuxin said with a smile: "Your Highness is still young and doesn't understand the wonderful use of time. When you become an adult, you will understand the true meaning of the sense of time, and you will naturally understand what I say. ”

Thinking of this, my mind returned to reality, and I thought: Time is a river, as long as I delay its flow, I can escape from the ascension.

But what kind of river is it, and how can I stop it from flowing?

At the critical juncture, his spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, and under the gaze of his spiritual power, there was a vast expanse between the sky and the earth, and there was a thick mist.

This gray mist is the true qi that fills the heavens and the earth.

True Qi is the source of the power of the gods and demons, and Chongxu has been practicing identifying them since he was a child, turning them into abyss and drawing them for his own use, believing that he is extremely familiar with them. However, he found that today's true qi was different from the past, no longer a piece of gray and white, but three colors: black, gray and white.

The True Qi of different colors slowly flowed along different trajectories, and he immediately understood that the True Qi of the three colors represented the most primordial forces of the three universes—time, space, and dimension—and that as long as he changed the flow order of the one that represented time, he could reverse the current situation.

However, he was extremely puzzled by which one symbolized time and which one represented space and dimension, and he did not know which one would not only injure his companions by mistake, but also trigger a domino effect and bring irreversible damage to the world.

Chongxu suddenly found that among the three layers of true qi, the black and gray true qi was tumbling and agitating like a cloud, either irritable or active, and only the white true qi was the most gentle, slowly and unhurriedly approaching the southwest.

Combined with Master's words, he guessed that this section of true qi that did not change direction and followed the rules was the time criterion, and burst out with a wave of abyss to smash the white true power around him.

However, the hostile flame abyss power flowed into the white true power, and it did not achieve his intended purpose, and disappeared like a stone into the sea.

"Ahh

The white true qi still flowed unhurriedly along its own path.

"How could this be?" Chongxu saw Nofele's Shadow Demon Sword about to pierce into his body, and he had a new understanding, "The trend of the times?

The abyssal power spread out along his skin, and this time he did not fight against the vast white, but used the Nine Abyss Flame implied by the abyssal power to burn a vacuum near the white true qi.

This trick really worked, and there was a white True Qi surging into the void, and the tassels of the True Qi slowed down, and the time attribute corresponding to the True Qi was sluggish.

It is true that the time lag is not long, only a few tenths of a second, but such a period of time is enough for a demon with profound cultivation to do a lot of things, just like the heavy ruins at the moment, enough to escape from the ascension to heaven and avoid the fatal blow of Nofele.

Chongxu seized the opportunity and fell to the ground in the 0.03 seconds that Nofele was stationary, and Xuanzhi dodged the fatal sword and kicked Nofele to the ground with a flying kick.