Time is intangible.

This is true, because time is uncertain even if it actually exists.

But this cognition is only valid in the fifth sequence, the sixth sequence, or in the tributaries of time.

Any creature who is lucky enough to enter the main trunk of the river of time, and already has the strength of a demigod, can see, touch, and sense the existence of this trunk of the long river of time.

For example, such a moment of publicity.

He was already a demigod, but he didn't cultivate it step by step, but was forced by the situation.

There are too many enemies who want to get involved in his Qing Netherworld, and there are too many enemies who covet him in the main trunk of the long river of time.

So from the time he was driven out of the Ashes Cemetery, he has been fighting, day and night, all the time.

And now, he was forced to merge with the Green Underworld, he was the Green Underworld, he was the Green Underworld, he was the Green Underworld Sword, and the rest of his life was only left to fight.

He had long forgotten the joy of being human, and he had no time to reminisce about the past.

Now, the Blue Immortal Sword is his body.

This fairy sword is 100,000 miles long, 50,000 miles wide, and 10,000 miles thick.

It's all about him, and that's the only way he can fight.

The yellow mist swept through like a torrent, boundless and endless.

This is the backbone of the river of time as it flows through the fourth sequence, yes, it is the main body of time, it is the time that can be touched, touched, and seen.

And in such a long river of time, the flamboyant Qing Underworld is just a flat boat on it.

Even, in such a torrent of yellow mist, I don't know how many similar ships are hidden.

There are huge ships that reach through the sky and the earth, with the bow connected to the third sequence, and the stern facing the fifth.

Some are tens of billions of miles, and some are billions of miles.

Each has its own characteristics, each with its own horrors.

Zhang Yang's green underworld, here is really like a young child who can only climb, those behemoths don't bother to attack him, so far, the attack on him is only two small boats, but just like this, the boats are tens of millions of miles long, hundreds of millions of living beings, a gang war, basically destroyed Zhang Yang's Heavenly Sword Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that this Qing Underworld was one with the Green Underworld Sword, and there was a black sail of death, and the bones were very hard, I am afraid that I would have died early.

Zhang Yang was angry at first, but then he became numb.

Because he's too small.

And there were some secrets that he learned too late.

For example, when he was still working for the boss behind the village building, he actually came to the backbone of the long river of time, of course, at that time he was smuggling, sitting on a small boat, the target was too small, like an ant, naturally there was no danger.

It's ridiculous that at that time he thought this was some kind of endless sea.

In fact, he didn't know that the weird big ships he saw at that time, as well as the giants with chains or something, were all huge worlds in the trunk of the long river of time, the worlds with red roots and hukou, and the people who lived there were really lucky.

It's just that the benevolent are happy with the mountain, the wise are happy with the water, the strong see the sky, and the weak can only see these.

Now, he was fortunate enough to get a hukou in the trunk of the long river of time, but he regretted it immensely, this was not a place for a little kid like him to come at all.

Hehe, demigods are like dogs, gods are everywhere, ancient gods, and special ones are also very common.

There is even no shortage of beings that are older and more terrifying than the ancient gods, which are simply indescribable.

But everything here is fighting, fighting for the hukou.

Because this involves the flow of the long river of time, the trunk of the long river of time in the fourth sequence will eventually flow to the fifth sequence.

What is the fifth sequence, not only the slums, not only the hillbillies, not the eight desolations and nine secluded.

Therefore, the ranking of the hukou is very important, and the strength is even more important.

The old god boss has built a giant ship, the front end is against the third sequence, and the tail end is against the fifth sequence, his world will not flow with time, and the backbone of the long river of time is invalid for him and his world.

There is also the ancient god boss, through all kinds of unspeakable magical powers, he will go against the current for a certain distance every once in a while, and through this method, he can extend the time of hundreds of millions of years every time.

As for the middle-level bosses, they can only go into battle shirtless, and improve their account position by squeezing out the back account.

There is also the enemy that Zhang Yang is encountering now, they want to kill Zhang Yang's Qing Underworld and eat the hukou, which is equivalent to gaining time to stay in the main trunk of the Long River of Time.

A war can reap hundreds of thousands or even millions of years.

Here, the demigod is nothing more than a base unit.

Here, it is the bloodiest, most cruel, and weirdest battlefield of the six sequences of heavens and ten thousand worlds.

Zhang Yang didn't have much hope now, even if he turned into the Blue Immortal Sword, he wouldn't be able to support it for long.

Perhaps the only thing he was thankful for was the trumpet he released early.

And all his persistence now, all his efforts, and the non-stop killing day and night, are just to pave the way for his trumpet and start again.

If he can really start the game again, he will tell his trumpet, don't jump off again, don't think about taking advantage, empty gloves white wolf, don't think about the little cousin of the blood sacrifice, sturdy, down-to-earth hit a piece of the sky is better than anything else.

In the fourth sequence, in the long river of time, those old coins are eating people and not spitting out bones.

Yes, he always thought that the Blue Underworld that he had won by luck and strategy was just a joke.

"So, Trumpet, you are ready, all the secrets about the long river of time, and even the secret that the little cousin will become an ancient god in the future, I have left it to you, just treat it as if we were reborn again, reborn from the long river of time, hehehe!"

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Zhang Yang had a nightmare.

In the dream, he incarnated into the Blue Immortal Sword, with a length of 100,000 miles, but there was also a monster even greater than him, with a claw as long as a million miles.

He fought the enemy for an unknown number of years, and finally cut off the enemy's head, but the Qing Ying Sword was broken into hundreds of thousands of pieces......

When the dream came here, Zhang Yang woke up, still not knowing whether it was true or false, whether it was a dream or an illusion.

After a long time, he frowned,

"The dream of the broken sword, the bad omen, the main murderer!"

"So, is there something going on on the subject's side?"

Zhang Yang sensed carefully, but there were no clues, but he had long known that the situation on the subject's side was not good, so this dream was not born out of thin air.

"Hey, what is this?"

Zhang Yang jumped down from the iceberg, he had been rubbing the ice spear here, and he was too tired to take a nap.

And at this moment, in the bundle of ice spears that had been kneaded, he saw a black spot, and there was a hidden black light.

At this time, the bad feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

When he got close to the black spot, this thing actually flew up automatically, and landed in the palm of his hand, but it was a black sail the size of a matchbox, isn't this the black sail of death that the main body is holding?

"Is the subject finally dead now?"

Zhang Yang frowned, without the slightest sadness or anger, not even rejoicing, because his relationship with the subject is like - dying a subject is just losing a finger, and growing it back is it, but the most critical thing can't be lost.

"The Black Sail of Death is still there, well, what is this? Destiny points, make up, the main body is not willing to use this destiny point!"

Zhang Yang looked at a colorful seed shrouded in the black sail of death in surprise, even in this case, this kind of seed can emit a ray of light, which shows the extraordinaryness of this thing.

But that's not right!

Although Zhang Yang is a trumpet, he also knows that once the fate points are used, they can avoid a certain death machine.

Why don't you use the main body?

Is it because he feels that the waves are turning the sky and is ashamed of his heart, and he only wants to die quickly, or is the enemy too terrifying, even if he uses the Destiny Points, he can only survive, so it is better to put the most important hope on me?

Hey, I'm annoyed by being so capable.

Zhang Yang's mood had begun to improve, and then, he saw something again, to be precise, a miniature brick.

But hell, even if this thing were a thousand times smaller, I wouldn't- uh, unrecognizable.

"Hey, there is a meeting in the mountains and rivers, life is really full of surprises, brother, you are also back. ”

Zhang Yang was very emotional, the main body actually sent the village building order back to its original state, when this is a reincarnation, or is it a rebirth?

It's a pity that the chilled watermelon can't come back.

With a slight movement of his mind, the pocket-sized slab brick village building order, fate points, and death black sails were all thrown into the center of Zhang Yang's eyebrows, and he had all the authority, there was no doubt about it.

It's just that his strength is too weak now, and the Black Sail of Death and Destiny Points can't be activated, and all he can use is the brick village building order.

His mind moved again, and he opened the order to build a village with bricks, and in the next second, Zhang Yang was stunned.

Because this village building order has no other function, there is only one left.

The sword soul is immortal.

Here, a total of 238,972 sword souls were reserved.

This includes all the core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the outer disciples, and the souls of the entire population of the Qing Netherworld.

"Wu Jun, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi, Li Guohuai, Guan Shan, Tao Yao, Qu Qi, Ji Ming, Gou Dao, Zhu Qi, Li Shi, He Yimou, Wu Chu, Xue Ning, Liao Beiyuan, Song Ye, Cheng Sifang, Jiang Dao, Tian Wen, Tu Wanli, ......"

Zhang Yang chanted softly, and the sadness was irrepressible.

His main body is dead when he dies, and if he loses such a big family background in the Qing Underworld, he will lose it, anyway, he will be able to do it before he is dead.

But these disciples who he personally excavated and trained, one by one, died.

Involuntarily, the picture of them fighting until death appeared in his mind, which was the memory of the subject and the memory of himself.

"To be dead is to be dead, and resurrection is impossible, but reincarnation is no problem, don't worry, we can still kill again. ”

For a long time, Zhang Yang muttered to himself, he knew how long and difficult the road was.

So, start now and lay the foundation for every step.

"Welcome back, Slab Brick. ”