The Old Dominators are omniscient and omnipotent, but only in the Old Days.

Everything that existed in the past was within the reach of the old rulers.

Even a god, as powerful as Xi Tong, can only erase the present and future of a thing, but cannot touch its past.

All combat techniques, skills, magic and even rules are aimed at the enemy of the present, at best, through divination, curses to influence the future for a period of time.

However, there is no force against the past.

Because this ability is worthless.

No one lives in the past.

The past will not change.

Even if the past changes, it will not have the slightest impact on the present and the future.

But that doesn't mean the past is meaningless.

Xi Tong has discovered that the essence of life is repetition, and the essence of civilization is the same, it is all repetition.

Everything is traceable.

The Old Dominator has all the knows, and from these knows, he can deduce many unknowns.

Like what......

"My collection is endless, but not a single speck of dust can be given to you. At this point, it is still Hongjun Lao'er who is generous. ”

Xi Tong nodded approvingly.

The past cannot be changed, not a single grass or tree, not even a grain of dust, or a ray of light.

Therefore, it is impossible for her to take out the treasure of the wilderness and give it away like Hongjun.

However, she also has resources that Hongjun can't reach.

For example, the location of the Celestial Sword fragments.

The Old Dominator controls the past, and the past naturally includes the birth, growth, and decline of the Heavenly Sword.

The fate of the Celestial Sword fragments is an unsolvable puzzle.

Countless powerhouses in the New Immortal Realm are exhausting their life's energy and even dozens of generations of hard work to find it, but they have found nothing.

After all, the New Immortal Realm is too big.

Moreover, some of these fragments have been left to other worlds.

It is for this reason that although Xi Tong has been looking for it, mobilizing the power of the Shilipo Sword Sect and even Luo Tianyi to explore, there has been no news.

But for the old domination, it's as simple as looking at the pattern in the palm of your hand.

You only need to follow the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword.

Xi Tong was fierce.

Immediately, a piece of information emerged, and by the time Xi understood the value of this information, the old ruler was gone.

The scene of Sunset Valley retracted in a circle from all directions like a tide, and finally converged a little in front of Xi Tong.

It was a flower of yesterday.

It did not disappear like anything else, but became a real being.

"Heh, sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people."

Nothing can be said that a grain of dust can not be given, and as a result, a flower is left here.

Shaking his head, Xi Tong told Zhuge Shufu to take good care of this flower.

No matter what the purpose of the old ruler left this flower, Xi Tong can ignore it.

At this time, a wisp of dark incense penetrated into his nostrils, and Xi Tong's spirit was shocked.

Floral, the floral scent of yesterday's flowers.

Under the influence of the fragrance of flowers, the traces left by the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes in Xi Tong's soul reappeared, and the high tide and low tide impacted the soul and body.

After all the silence, only the scum of the beach remains.

These are all the influences of the millions of reincarnations of the "old times" of the God of Light, they are formless, shadowless, colorless, and traceless, but they can't escape the control of the old rulers after all.

After all, the old days were her turf, and they have been for countless years.

The God of Light is just a newcomer who has just touched the threshold of the old days.

The fragrance is gone, and yesterday's flowers are still waving in the wind, and the yellow stamens are twisting and swaying with a different rhythm.

It's a pretty flower at best, as unremarkable as the legend suggests.

However, Xi Tong can no longer give birth to the slightest contempt.

Because, this is the power of the old days.

Like the power of time, possession is invincibility.

"God of Light, thank you for the old days."

The reincarnation of the hundred generations almost caused Xi Tong to sink and collapse, and he was branded with light and prostrate under the glory of the god of light.

But because of the intervention of the old rulers, Xi Tong was blessed by misfortune.

Millions of lifetimes are reincarnated, and each life is a world controlled by the god of light, observing and experiencing the power of light from various perspectives.

Gather sand into a tower, accumulate soil into a mountain.

With millions of generations of understanding and perception, Xi Tong has become the existence of the God of Light who knows best in the world.

This may be the intention of the God of Light, the more you understand the strength of the enemy, the more you can feel your own insignificance, the more you understand the doctrine of light, and the more you understand the preciousness of eternity.

It's a pity that Xi Tong didn't kneel like other gods.

"Light, but that's it."

After speaking, Xi Tong disappeared under the World Tree in an instant, and then appeared in a world.

The world has just been attacked by the gods who descended on the ark, and the catastrophe has descended on the world.

The monstrous flood flooded the world, and countless living beings died in the belly of the fish.

The indigenous gods of the world did not dare to attack him, and hid early, waiting for the gods of the light side to leave him before appearing.

It's a pity that the flood has already spread, and he is also powerless.

However, this is just right, you can use the power of fire to collect souls and lives, refine species, and derive civilizations.

But at this time, Xi Tong appeared.

The energy ring slowly appeared behind him.

Circle after circle, layer after layer, hundreds of millions of light patterns bloomed in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Xi Tong stretched out his hands to both sides, and each waved half a circle to form a circle according to the peculiar rhythm.

The remnants of countless arms in the ring bloomed, and the remnants of each arm corresponded to a ring, a beam of light.

"Luo Tianyi, play back all the materials in this world."

Luo Tianyi immediately called up the data of the world's geomorphological overview, species information, and human history.

This vast stream of information like a sea of stars is enough to fill and explode the soul of any living being.

However, Xi Tong has experienced the baptism of millions of lifetimes, and the capacity and carrying capacity of the soul have been qualitatively improved.

In addition, he has smelled the fragrance of yesterday's flowers, and his soul and will are the same as in the old days, which are equivalent to eternal existence, even if he is hit harder, there will be no waves.

The power of time!

The walnuts rotated rapidly, and the clattering sound was connected into a single line, constantly beating and beating, and finally surpassing the limit of the peak and breaking the barriers of the world.

Rumble!

Turn back the clock.

Countless bizarre scenes appeared around Xi Tong's body, and the same thing instantly elongated into hundreds of millions of copies, each one almost identical, but with subtle differences.

This is the mark that time has left on it.

And what Xi Tong has to do is to find the one he needs from these countless things, and then piece together countless fragments into a complete world.

That's stepping back in time.

It's not as simple as you imagined, and it's not as casual as Ye Yiruo can erase the world with a single thought.

After all, it is easier to destroy than to build.

Sifting, patchwork.

Check and confirm that it has passed.

Time stands still, and it makes no difference to the creatures of the outer world, whether it is a second or a hundred million years.

But for Xi Tong, this is eternal torture and eternal toil.

If this is the so-called eternity, don't.

Yes, the last cleat was pieced together, and everything was checked to make sure there were no errors.

Click.

Time flows again, and the whole world glows with a peculiar sheen.

Immediately, the wind flowed again, the fire was blazing again, and the birds and beasts had no idea what they had just been through, and were still running for food.

Humans are no better than animals, they don't feel the slightest abnormality, and they are still chasing fame, fortune, and beauty.

Only the indigenous gods of this world remember what happened, and they know how the world changes before and after a moment.

"Praise the system, praise the Lord God of the system!"

This time, he meant it.

Pious and fanatical!

Xi Tong did not stay where he was to be worshipped, but quickly entered the next world.

Spread rumors and move your mouth, refute rumors and break your legs.

Xi Tong is not only as simple as breaking his leg, but also almost collapsed.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the power of yesterday's flower emerged, causing him to enter the old state, in which everything is the same as before, and there will be no change in the slightest.

It is true that the spirit and soul have not collapsed, but the pain of that collapse is real, and there is no reduction in the slightest.

Once...... Once...... Again......

Eventually, Xi Tong became numb.

I'm used to it.

If this is the eternal warm-up, Xi Tong said that he accepted it calmly.

One world after another.

Nuwa is just mending the sky.

Xi Tong not only makes up for the sky and the earth, but also for men and women.

The vast number of sentient beings do not know what Xi Tong has done, but the indigenous gods of this world know it, and the will of the world knows it.

God knows ghosts and gods.

"Praise the system, praise the Lord God of the system!"

One after another fanatical-level gods appeared, chanting and worshiping Xi Tong.

Finally, the last world was also repaired by Xi Tong.

At this moment, Xi Tong no longer knows what overdraft is and what exhaustion is.

He finally understood why Pangu died of overwork after countless years.

Really, it's tiring.

That kind of exhaustion that cannot be expressed in words.

The lifespan of a god is almost infinite, which is just an exaggeration, and does not mean that the god can squander his spirit and power infinitely.

Xi Tong has squandered infinitely, but under the power of yesterday's flowers, he is still alive.

Let's take an inappropriate example.

Xi Tong is now like he has exhausted his health bar, and he has also overdrawn and borrowed, using his blood gauge to a negative value.

That's the power of yesterday's flowers.

For a long time to come, Xi Tong will have to spend time in repaying debts.

If the rate of debt repayment cannot keep up with the rate of interest increase, Xi Tong will sink forever and become the collection of yesterday's rulers, to be manipulated and played.

Under the World Tree.

Xi Tong still sat cross-legged.

It's not for enlightenment, it's that he really can't stand up.

The feeling of emptiness is from the inside to the outside, from the inside to the surface, and even the sense of existence becomes shaky and blurred.

Nightshade held Xi Tong distressedly, but there was nothing in his hands.

Although Nightshade was a spirit body, it had evolved into a real body, however, her hand passed through Xi Tong's body.

She turned back into a spirit body, and her palm passed through Xi Tong's body again.

Xi Tong said weakly: "Xiaokui, don't waste your efforts, I am already between existence and non-existence, and half a foot has stepped into the old days." ”

At this moment, Xi Tong understood that it was not terrible to step into the Yellow Spring with half a foot, after all, the other side of death is birth, and it is a big deal to start all over again.

But once you enter the old world, everything is over.

It is an eternal world, neither life nor death, and all existence cannot be changed.

It's eternal, but it's not eternal.

Xi Tong doesn't like it there.

Nightshade knelt beside Xi Tong, clutching the hem of her skirt with both hands, tears streaming down.

"Brother, if it's so dangerous, why would you do that?"

Savior?

Nightshade doesn't believe this.

I don't know how many worlds have been shattered by Xi Tong, and he is not a virgin.

The world is equivalent to food, and extracting the origin of the world to supplement other worlds is as simple as a cat eating fish and a dog eating meat.

But Xi Tong did it anyway.

Save one world after another destroyed by the God of Light.

Xi Tong's eyelids drooped, and he said weakly: "Because, I want to cut off the belief in the God of Light from the root." ”

"The God of Light is hypocritical and hypocritical, but a lie is told ten thousand times and it becomes the truth, and a hundred million times it becomes the truth."

Xi Tong was silent for a long time, and then he said word by word: "Ark, it's fake." ”

Fake?

Nightshade's eyes widened in surprise.

How could it be fake, I saw it with my own eyes, the ark wandered on the long river of time, moving towards eternity.

If the ark was fake, how could those gods on board not know?

However, Nightshade completely believes in Xi Tong.

She knew that Xi Tong wouldn't lie, and there was no need to lie.

Xi Tong spread his palms, "You say, do I exist now, or do I not exist?" ”

Nightshade looked at Xi Tong's palm, raised his hand, but passed through Xi Tong's palm again.

"Brother, are you saying that the Ark is also in the same state as yours now, between existence and non-existence?"

Xi Tong showed a teachable expression, and subconsciously wanted to rub the top of Nightshade's head.

Nightshade meekly lowered his head and sent the show to Xi Tong's hand, but Xi Tong sighed dejectedly.

This is an unattainable distance.

Immediately, Xi Tong told the biggest secret of the God of Light.

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But Xi Tong did it anyway.

Save one world after another destroyed by the God of Light.

Xi Tong's eyelids drooped, and he said weakly: "Because, I want to cut off the belief in the God of Light from the root." ”

"The God of Light is hypocritical and hypocritical, but a lie is told ten thousand times and it becomes the truth, and a hundred million times it becomes the truth."

Xi Tong was silent for a long time, and then he said word by word: "Ark, it's fake." ”

Fake?

Nightshade's eyes widened in surprise.

How could it be fake, I saw it with my own eyes, the ark wandered on the long river of time, moving towards eternity.

If the ark was fake, how could those gods on board not know?

However, Nightshade completely believes in Xi Tong.

She knew that Xi Tong wouldn't lie, and there was no need to lie.

Xi Tong spread his palms, "You say, do I exist now, or do I not exist?" ”

Nightshade looked at Xi Tong's palm, raised his hand, but passed through Xi Tong's palm again.

"Brother, are you saying that the Ark is also in the same state as yours now, between existence and non-existence?"

Xi Tong showed a teachable expression, and subconsciously wanted to rub the top of Nightshade's head.

Nightshade meekly lowered his head and sent the show to Xi Tong's hand, but Xi Tong sighed dejectedly.

This is an unattainable distance.

Immediately, Xi Tong told the biggest secret of the God of Light.