Time is like nothingness here.

The nameless temple that exists in an incredible place, suppressing the waves and endless multiple mother rivers, has not undergone any changes from beginning to end.

The present is there, the past is there, and the future is still the same.

The poison of time is not strong enough to leave a mark on it, and the memetic theory never penetrates its exterior.

Even in the immeasurable sediment world, the brilliance of the billions of trillions of trillions of mother rivers is constantly consumed day and night, and the brilliance of its temple has never been lost in the slightest.

And in the depths of this temple, it was no longer the scene that Lin Qing had ever seen, the supreme throne was above, and the forty-nine stone futons below it were scattered under the supreme throne like stars.

On the contrary, after Lin Qing's consciousness, divine sense, and mind devoted himself to the grotesque and mysterious martial arts time and space, the interior of this temple has become a magical state of emptiness and chaos as before the world was opened.

What an ancient state it is, even far older than the so-called Hongmeng Chaos, the Innate Five Tais and the like!

And in such a state of existence, there is a purple and blue two-strand two-color bronze oil lamp that illuminates the entire corner of this chaotic state, without coming and going, without any quadrant, and from the state of no scene.

In this void shrouded by copper lights, Lin Qing was sleeping leisurely and drunk.

The purple and blue double-strand two-color light constantly gently stirred the divine light that shrouded Lin Qing's body, and from time to time, the "god-like brilliance" that Lin Qingdong had pieced together made out various shapes.

For a while, it was like a small brain axe, for a while it became a big west, for a while it became a Mei angry, and in the blink of an eye, it became a "human" word, and finally it became a "Tai" word. It seems that they are like two naughty children who don't understand the world, constantly scribbling on Lin Qing's body with an ink pen, in order to relieve their loneliness in this empty time and space.

But it's impossible to make a sound, and neither of them plans to make a noise in this life.

How nice it would be to have an oil lamp that only shines.

In this temple, there is the supreme blessing of the heavens, even if it is a direct explosion of the multi-faceted infinite void sea, it is also a thousand calamities of cause and effect, and it is the same here to be happy to be a lamp of light.

But once they get out of the body and leave the temple, they have their own endless cause and effect, and they can no longer choose between life and death.

I think that at the beginning, there was a senior in another Supreme Temple, and it was the same purple and blue double-strand oil lamp. Just because of the nameless fire for a while, he showed his figure without anger in his heart, but before he left the temple, he committed a great sin, and was sat on the throne of the Supreme Yuan Shi in front of him, and in the end he almost didn't even have to do the wick!

With such a big lesson in front of them, how could they repeat it?

But now this "man" who has entered the temple is not fun, and has always thought that his weak, poor, and helpless oil lamp is wise, and from time to time he will come to scare himself, wanting to tell it the secrets of this temple.

Hey, hey, this persecuted paranoid doesn't want to think about it, even if there are any secrets in this temple, what is the matter with their ordinary oil lamps?

It's a pity that he is obviously sensing his fantasy, because of the characteristics of this temple, the unreal thing that was born is not a treasure of ancient heaven, an ancient treasure hundreds of millions of years ago, how can there be (//∇//) what secret to tell him?

That is, when the purple and blue lantern flower carefully flew up and down, constantly turning its light into various shapes.

Lin Qing, who had been in the depths of this nameless temple for a long time, suddenly let out a low sigh of loss.

"It's not easy, I'm finally back."

His eyes opened, the consciousness of the gods returned to its place, and Lin Qing's gaze finally overlooked this ancient and vast simple temple again.

It seemed to be extremely surprising that as Lin Qing's eyes opened, after the real observer of the temple appeared, everything here had already collapsed into the "temple" that Lin Qing was familiar with in his heart as if it had collapsed from countless trillions of billions of futures.

The supreme throne is still the same, the 49 square futon stars are scattered, and there is a bright lamp shining brightly, above board.

Because he thinks that the "temple" is like this, so in his eyes the temple is like this.

If cause is if, non-cause is not effect.

And the moment the young man pulled his will out of the grotesque and weird martial arts time and space, suddenly, an inadvertent streamer rushed out of the mother river under this temple, and went straight past the temple covered by immeasurable divine light.

Ambilight is fleeting. In just one ten-thousandth of a snap of time, it had already rushed into Lin Qing's eyebrows.

Time seems to be frozen in this life.

Lin Qing's divine body suddenly seemed to have received an indescribable catalyst, and countless divine shadows reflected out of his divine body, bursting out with all kinds of divine radiance, all of which were extremely beautiful.

It is also here in the Nameless Temple, where there is naturally an unknown aura to suppress all visions, otherwise such a vision is revealed in any world, and the people in that world should think about shaping Lin Qing's golden body, and then bow and worship.

But obviously, such a change is not a good thing for Lin Qing himself, and the power carried by the return of a fugue time and space is something that Lin Qing could not imagine when he traveled through the world several times before.

Even at the last moment, when he fought for his life with the King of the Yellow Coat, he tore a piece of the dream realm from the timeline of that world, and the time projection of countless old gods and their subordinate clans.

One can imagine how huge, mysterious, twisted, and depraved this power is!

Originally, Lin Qing had pieced together the divine personality in various ways, but in an instant, he was shocked by an indescribable horror.

Constituting Lin Qing's divine personality, the divine body, divine fire, divine personality, and divine power are rapidly replacing their own concepts under the power that has already truly entered the realm of gods.

The incarnations of Lin Qing's gods, such as the True Martial God, the Taixuan Ancestor, the Supreme Xuan Tianzun, the God of War, and the Northern Immortal Achievement, were all washed by the power that Lin Qing carried back, and they were falling at an extremely fast speed.

Collapse, madness, corruption, depravity, pain, despair, death...... Countless horrors and weirdness emerged from nothingness, turned into indescribable forms that were ready to move, and converged into unimaginable malice, rushing from Lin Qing's heart, and being entangled in every little bit of concept that constituted Lin Qing's existence.

Yin and Yang are degenerate, blood is corrupted, war is bloody, wisdom is foolish......

A thought, the mountains and rivers change color;

As soon as it falls, the heavens and the earth overturn!