In the midst of the sigh, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing a gold-threaded robe, with a solemn look on his calm face.

Boom –

The Realm Illusion then appeared, larger and stronger, descending countless repressive forces to envelop the Great Tortoise.

"Taixuan Daoyou, and take action with me to suppress this fang!"

Taixuan Ancestor had a momentary hesitation in his heart, but he quickly gave up the idea of taking the opportunity to escape.

He couldn't afford to abandon the Third Holy Land Elder for such a crime.

"Good!"

Gritting his teeth and shouting, he forcibly urged his cultivation to make the power of the kingdom reappear.

It's just that at this moment, it did not condense into a phantom of the kingdom, but turned into a mountain shadow, pressing heavily on the back of the big turtle.

Combining the power of the third step of the two statues, the Chaos Great Turtle suddenly fell into a quagmire, and every move became extremely difficult.

But at the same time, it also completely restrained the two, and they couldn't separate the slightest strength at all.

Mo Yu's eyes flickered, he didn't help, and as soon as he moved, he was about to go straight to the Qingnan Mansion.

Who can stop him on the small lake island now?

But in the next moment, Mo Yu's figure stopped suddenly, looked at the void in front of him, and was silent.

It seems that it is who is facing each other.

After a few breaths, the space rippled, and a young man walked out of it, he was seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was like a crown of jade, handsome enough to make the women of the world jealous and crazy, but those eyes revealed endless vicissitudes that did not match their appearances at all.

He looked at Mo Yu with a faint appreciation in his eyes, "How can you be sure that this seat has arrived?"

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Your subordinate is too calm." ”

The young man thought for a moment, and then suddenly revealed, "That's true." ”

The appreciation in his eyes has become even stronger.

"The matter of the Qingnan family, you retreat immediately, and this seat will not embarrass you. The young man raised his hand a little, "But this big turtle, killing the third step under my command, can't let it go." ”

Mo Yu was silent, and then slowly shook his head, "It's me who killed the suffering." ”

The boy smiled, "That's fine." If you are willing to be benevolent, this seat will fulfill you. ”

He waved his sleeves, and the wind was light and light, and he didn't see the slightest bit of sharpness.

Mo Yu's eyes contracted violently, and great fear welled up in his heart, as if the heavens and the earth in front of him were all in darkness at this moment, and there was no light.

But this fear was suppressed by him with a strong will, and instead of retreating, the figure stepped down heavily.

Seven layers of demonization!

Yellow Springs Secret Technique!

The two forbidden methods were unfolded at the same time, and Mo Yu's aura skyrocketed wildly at a terrifying speed, comparable to the third step in the blink of an eye. The blood hair is excited, the black pupils are indifferent, and the weird dark gold pattern, Mo Yu at this moment is like a demon god descending into the world, killing the Eight Desolations!

He raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword appeared, slashing forward.

Boom –

The vast divine light erupted, and it could be clearly seen that on the endless grassland, the green grass supporting the sky trembled suddenly, and a blade of grass rose to the sky, shattering a star.

The sword fell into the void, and it didn't seem to exist, but there was a roar in his ears, Mo Yu's arm trembled, and the Xuanhuang sword flew out of his hand, blood from his mouth and nose spurted out, and his feet exploded backwards.

His face was pale, but those eyes were getting brighter and brighter at the moment, and the momentum around him rose and became more condensed.

The whole person is like a big sword of heaven and earth, which can smash everything in the world to pieces.

The young man sighed lightly, his face was shining, like the most exquisite jade in the world, carefully polished, but if you look closely, you will find that he is a little younger than before, only about fourteen or fifteen years old.

But those eyes have a heavier meaning of vicissitudes.

Without a pause, the young man raised his hand and moved forward a little further, and his fingertips glowed with green light, which seemed to penetrate the limitations of space and fell directly to Mo Yu's chest.

The rich aura of death made his soul scream, Mo Yu let out a low roar, and the power of the kingdom exploded!

The phantom of a kingdom shrouded him, and the space overlapped infinitely, blocking this killing finger in front of him.

But all the superimposed space, under this finger, is like a bubble, which is easily burst one after another, and it is impossible to compete with it at all.

At the moment, everything Mo Yu did was useless resistance, and death could not be avoided at all.

But at this moment, the appreciation in the young man's eyes is getting heavier and heavier, and his appearance is also becoming younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thirteen or fourteen years old...... Eleven or twelve...... Eight or nine years old......

After a few breaths, what appeared in front of him was already a childish little boy.

It seems that with his shot, the power of time is rapidly retraced.

He glanced at Mo Yu, and his expression was a little helpless, "After all, it's too weak, and the power separated can't last too long...... But today, if I want to kill you, I can still do it. ”

"This seat gives you one last chance, leave now, my promise is still valid. ”

Mo Yu was silent, the overlapping speed of the space in front of him was faster, and the whole country was shaking, but it showed enough firmness.

The young man shook his head, and his excessively young face showed a regret that had gone through the vicissitudes of time, which looked particularly weird.

"Prisoner of Time!"

When this finger fell, the years around Mo Yu were forcibly reversed by a force, tracing back to the passing past.

Its speed is amazing, just a moment, it is a hundred years, and the strong aura in Mo Yu's body is rapidly decreasing at this moment.

The power of the demonization and the Yellow Springs secret technique was also forced to be lifted, as if everything he had gained in the past years was going to be erased!

Mo Yu's face changed greatly, he stepped heavily under his feet, and his figure roared back.

But it didn't work at all, the power of going back to the years was like a prison, imprisoning him.

One with it, you can't break free!

After a few breaths, Mo Yu's breath had fallen below the Heavenly Dao, and what was even more terrifying was that many memories in his mind were rapidly blurring and dissipating at this moment!

If it can't be contained, it won't take too long, Mo Yu's power will be dissipated, all memories will be erased, and there will be no more his existence in this world.

Or, he will be completely annihilated directly under this force.

Mo Yu's face became extremely ugly, but soon, without knowing what he thought, his eyes suddenly flashed rapidly, his face showed struggle and hesitation, and the thoughts in his heart turned at an alarming speed.

"If I don't resist, and let the power of time wash away all the past that has passed in me, I may be able to discover the secrets hidden in my body, know where I came from, and who brought me to this situation. ”

"But in this way, you need to take a great risk, one carelessness, is the end of complete destruction, how to act?"

The struggle in Mo Yu's eyes suddenly faded, revealing a touch of fierceness, "Even if you resist with all your might, with the help of the power of the Beast God's origin, the certainty of breaking free is only thirty percent, it is better to let go once, if you die is Mo's life, if you don't die, I can know everything!"

He closed his eyes, stopped struggling, and even gave up all resistance, silently bearing the power of the prison of time.

The young man had a strange look on his face, and he gave up like this, which really did not match the fierce struggle that Mo Yu had shown before.

But soon, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and there was a hint of shock on his young face.

Mo Yu's breath has undergone earth-shaking changes as the years have faded.

In his soul, a resentment rose, and with the young man's cultivation, he could see the little baby's soul inside. His eyes widened, and he let out a terrible howl at him, in which he was unwilling and resentful, even if he poured out all the water of all the rivers of heaven and earth, he could not wash it away.

According to the speed of the passage of time, now Mo Yu has long lost all his cultivation, and his soul should wither and dissipate. But he was strangely alive, or rather, the prisoner of time that had been blessed on him, for some reason, transferred to his soul, the infant soul.

Until a big hand appeared in the young man's eyes, pinched the baby's neck, and tore the picture in front of his eyes to pieces.

This hand has a sixth finger!

"Humph!"

A cold snort seemed to be heard in his ears, and the young man's face turned pale in an instant as if he had been hit hard, and the power of the prisoner of time was forcibly dispersed.

"Cultivation of the Upper Realm!"

In the exclamation, his body shrank rapidly, as if he had suffered a backlash, and in the blink of an eye, he became an infant baby, constantly fading and finally disappearing.

Mo Yu's eyes moved slightly, and then he slowly opened them, and the aura of demonization and Huangquan secret techniques exploded, and the strong aura was still the third step of the Heavenly Dao. All the memories are re-manifested, as if everything before was illusory.

But he knows that things are different.

The big hand in the baby's memory reappeared as a result of the retrospective years, and was seen by the boy and appeared in front of his eyes. The cold pinch, the crisp sound of broken bones, and the last terrible baby cry...... It was all like it happened to him, so profound, like it was imprinted on the soul and could never be erased.

At the same time, there was the owner of the big hands, a vague figure, and that faint breath.

"Cultivator ......of the Upper Realm," he muttered in a low voice, Mo Yu's eyes were calm, "No matter who you are, I have already remembered it, and I will never forget it." ”

"One day, we'll meet again. ”

......

The Third Holy Land.

Under the huge ancient tree, the cross-kneeled young man suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his body quickly became small, and in the blink of an eye, he was only ten years old. The ancient trees behind him trembled violently at this moment, and countless verdant leaves turned into withered yellow in a blink of an eye, and fell to the earth.

The earth where the ancient trees had taken root trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared, spreading rapidly outward.

Throughout the Holy Land, countless monks raised their heads in shock, seeing the changes in the ancient wood, and their eyes showed horror.

After a long time, all the changes dissipated, and the withered ancient tree suddenly burst out with brilliant divine light, its trunk grew in an instant, and all the withered leaves grew again, just like a real treasure tree, releasing a majestic and vast vitality.

A flat voice echoed over the Holy Land, "I have comprehended the changes of life and death, and Shouyuan is about to recover, so you don't need to panic." ”

All the monks of the Holy Land showed their ecstasy, and knelt down to the place where the ancient tree was, and bowed again and again.

It's just that they didn't notice the deep sadness in the eyes of several Holy Land Elders.

Under the ancient tree, the ten-year-old boy has become middle-aged, and his jade-like face has become more attractive with the precipitation of the years. A pair of eyes, restrained and warm, there seems to be a nebula circulating in it, invisibly, exuding a majestic majesty.

"Time, life. Who would have thought that there would be such an existence between heaven and earth...... The soul has a dead soul, and as a dead body, it still retains its own vitality, and the three can be perfectly blended together...... Moreover, he is entangled with the cause and effect of the upper realm, and he has the breath of the upper realm on his body...... Death because of this is fate!"

The middle-aged brows furrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful look, since the fall is a foregone conclusion, there is no need to struggle anymore. The key now is to make a steady arrangement for the holy place in the last time, otherwise once he sits down, there will be no eggs under the nest.

Perhaps, in the midst of death, there is another life hidden...... But if this is the case, then we will have to intervene in this great cause and effect, and there will inevitably be a great calamity......"

After thinking for a while, the hesitation on the middle-aged face finally faded, revealing a touch of firmness.

With a flick of his sleeve, a few verdant leaves flew out.

Soon, all five elders in the Holy Land knelt in front of him, their faces sad.

"I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and now I am gone, it is the rotation of the avenue of heaven and earth, you don't need to care. The middle-aged man took down a leaf and said lightly, "I summoned you and others to come here today to pass on the Holy Land Dao system, no matter what, you must welcome him back, otherwise it will be difficult to escape this fateful catastrophe." ”

The five elders knelt down and saluted, "We will obey the orders of the Lord!"

The middle-aged gaze swept among the five people below, hesitated slightly, and then pressed the thought. Leave this matter to him, just to establish his prestige.

He waved his hand and said, "This seat will use its last strength to disturb the heavens to cover up the fall, and buy time for you, so go down."

The five elders stood up and respectfully stepped back and left.

Soon, the cyan ancient tree erupted with brilliant green light, like a raging fire, illuminating the entire world!

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It's the thousandth chapter, and it's another memorable point in time, but for some reason I suddenly thought of the Thousand and One Nights, and then I felt very relieved and proud. Joyoung is three million, thank you for your company all the way, thank you.