The long river of fate, turbid and heavy, the waves are shocking, shattering time and space, and annihilating nothingness.

The terrifying power came from the river, each drop was about the weight of a world, and the ubiquitous coercion of fate isolated all supernatural means and could not be released from the body.

This situation is extremely fatal, Ye Tian's body is already full of cracks at this moment, and wisps of immortal qi penetrate into the cracks, like paste, bonding the cracked Ye Tian.

The catastrophe of fate has just begun now, a shocking wave fell from the void, and the mighty coercion made Ye Tianxing unable to have any thoughts of resisting, so he had to resist hard.

This kind of hard resistance comes from the strength of the body, the tenacity of the soul, and the will of the soul, in all directions, fortunately, Ye Tian still has some spare strength at the moment, and he did not let the droplets of the long river of fate seep into the body, otherwise it would be extremely troublesome.

"Thousands of intertwined threads of fate, converging a drop of fate river, let me see, how are you, the master of the Heavenly Dao, right?" On the thirty-three floors of the Heaven and Earth Xuanyuan Tower, the Lord of the Netherworld had a flat expression, and his eyes looked towards the void.

The long river of fate is turbulent, like a storm on the sea, the lord of the netherworld is calm, even if he can't participate, but he can see how Ye Tian crosses the tribulation, this is the sixth order, outside of independent fate, watching coldly, at critical moments, he can also interfere with fate and cut off the tributaries of fate.

The waves slapped Ye Tian one after another, and continued to move towards a greater river of fate, if the river of fate where Ye Tian is located at this moment is a stream, then the other bigger one is the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

The tributaries of fate are everywhere, and there is only one backbone of fate, Ye Tian's expression was slightly condensed, his heart was heavy, he wanted to break away, but at this moment it was no longer up to him.

The surging river of fate kept coming, and waves rose one after another, knocking Ye Tian, who had just floated up, into the deep bottom of the river, and cracks on the surface of Ye Tian's body, the cracks were full of immortal energy, but they were completely useless.

The coercion of the divine soul and the impact of the soul made him unable to concentrate his mind at all and exert all his strength, and the Heavens and Stars Law could not be released, so he was directly abolished in half.

The long river of fate frantically rejects all power, so that he can't get any help, even if it's the Heavenly Dao, he has to succumb to fate at this moment, so that Ye Tian has no extra strength to resist at all.

This is the catastrophe of fate, there is no superfluous fancy, and the power is only one kind, but it is the most dangerous catastrophe, the long river of fate beats down, involving the soul, body, and soul, if it can't be passed, it will sink directly to the bottom of the river, and it will be suppressed forever, and there is no chance to resist, unless the long river of fate is exhausted.

Heavy, so heavy that it was unimaginable, as if hundreds of millions of worlds hit Ye Tian's body, above his soul, and above his soul, there was a "boom".

Ye Tian was in a slight trance, the river of fate was extremely heavy, and he directly took advantage of Ye Tian's trance to seep through the cracks, and the immortal qi was easily torn apart and turned into a little starlight.

One after another waves that were so heavy that they couldn't be accumulated kept falling down, so that Ye Tian lost the opportunity to resist, and fell directly to the bottom of the long river of fate, and continued to move towards the mainstream of fate.

Once he reaches the mainstream of fate, even if he has a seventh-order divine object, he will not have any chance to resist, and the power of the long river of fate is equivalent to a ninth-order existence, and the coercion emanating from his unconscious can crush the so-called seventh-order divine object.

Heaven and Earth Xuanming Tower, thirty-three floors, the eyes of the Lord of the Netherworld are still calm, Ye Tian has been beaten to the bottom of the river, if there is no miracle happening, there will be almost no life.

In one universe, the void space, deep and dark, a magnificent giant is sleeping, and the endless stars move with the breath, he is the background of the deep universe.

In the quiet sleep, the giant's forehead seemed to be missing something, and it felt extremely incongruous, and at this moment, when Ye Tian was slapped to the bottom of the river of fate, the giant's brows furrowed slightly.

Hundreds of millions of stars are directly annihilated, and between breaths, the universe moves for time and space, and the long river of fate surrounds it, even if it is the mainstream of fate, it cannot shake the body of the giant.

A gray light was born from the giant's forehead, like a bubble, and disappeared into the river of fate, as if it had been shattered, and it seemed that it had escaped into fate.

Ye Tian's soul is still tenacious, and his soul has almost been shattered, I don't know how many times it has been broken, but the power of the "Tao Sutra" has reunited the soul again, and every time it is reunited, every time it is broken, it makes Ye Tian extremely painful.

As for the body, it has been infiltrated by the river of fate, full of holes, the immortal qi has completely disappeared, there is no residue, although the gate of all wonders is a quasi-seventh-order divine object, but it cannot interfere with the catastrophe of fate.

In another part of the netherworld, a hazy existence looked at the long river of fate, with a faint expression, the master of the past enlightenment, there is no one in a thousand enlightened people, and the others have crossed the catastrophe of fate, and it is their own catastrophe.

But the master of the path is different, the calamity he wants to cross is not only his own calamity, but also the calamity of the Dao, the tribulation of people is easy to cross, and the calamity of the Dao is difficult to achieve.

In the mainstream of fate, the gray light came from afar, passing through the universe, as if looking for something, Ye Tian had fallen into a sinking, and the true spirit seemed to be annihilated.

The extremely tenacious Divine Soul has been completely crushed, and there is no reason for any luck, and the "Tao Sutra" has lost its power, and it is impossible to reunite the broken Divine Soul fragments.

Figures flashed in Ye Tian's mind, Lin Xi'er, Ye Xiaoqing...... In the end, even consciousness has sunk, and only the faint light of true spirit is still dazzling in the long river of fate.

Earth Federation, Xiao Bai, who was lying in Lin Xi'er's arms, shook slightly, and his soft hair stood up directly, and suddenly disappeared into Lin Xi'er's arms.

Ye Xiaoqing ran over from a distance, glanced at Lin Xi'er, endless worry flashed in the two beautiful eyes, the relationship between Xiaobai and Ye Tian was clear, and it was because they were clear that they were so worried.

In the deep, dark, dark space, an ethereal voice sounded, the sound was inaudible, but the sound was directly engraved in Ye Tian's mind and could not be dispersed.

"Leave Ruo, Leave Ruo, Leave Ruo ......"

The voice was clear, clear, and familiar, it was his own voice, the dark space brightened, the bluestone alley, a bright moon hung in the sky, and a bright and bright moonlight fell.

A woman in a long white dress ran past Ye Tian, one step, two steps, like a phantom, disappeared, while a man in a black robe, with cold eyes and a cold voice, stepped out from the dark street corner.

Two extremely cold eyes were now staring at Ye Tian, there was an indescribable familiarity and coldness, Ye Tian raised his head, now he was weaker than ever, but he could see it more clearly than before.

The man in black, he had seen it more than once, but he had never seen the man's face clearly, and now he saw clearly that the man in black was him, or rather, exactly the same as his face, without any difference.

"Boom"

Consciousness exploded, the moment he saw the man's face, Ye Tian's mind seemed to explode, his consciousness passed through the barrier of the universe, through endless time and space, and the long river of fate flowing with extremely turbid river water could not stop him.

A giant who is vast and magnificent, the stars are born and die with his breath, the universe is set against him, time, space and fate cannot shake him in the slightest, he is one, he is also all, he is infinite and immeasurable, he is the source of everything.

In the Dry Sea Realm, Zi Su, who was in retreat in the Sanqing Immortal Realm, changed his expression slightly, and he was extremely dignified, and a gray light was born from nothingness, appearing directly in his true spirit.

The gray light seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and an extremely sharp light slashed the true spirit, and a true spirit was born again, and the two true spirits were the same as touching.

The true spirit is unique, this sentence from ancient times to the present seems to have ceased to exist in front of the gray light, just between Zi Su's stunned eyes, the gray light wrapped in another true spirit has disappeared without a trace.

Ye Tian's consciousness was still swimming, but the moment he saw the giant, he was shocked, his consciousness was directly pulled back, and the true spirit was wrapped in a gray light, shining brightly, and the divine soul was born naturally, pure and perfect, without flaws.

The extremely heavy river of fate has lost all its power at this moment, just like an ordinary river, flesh and blood are derived, bones are reforged, bones are recast, bones imprinted with endless spiritual texts have been reforged, and all the spiritual texts in the flesh and blood have been erased.

A gray light kept scurrying back and forth in the flesh and bones, and the bottom of the long river of fate was directly excluded from a one-person-high space, and in the space, Ye Tian stood up again.

The pale Taoist robe, simple and simple, and a gray light in his eyes directly offset the pressure of the long river of fate, and a sword light cut out of the long river of fate.

Ye Tian stepped out of the long river of fate in one step, the human calamity, the Taoist calamity, all dispersed, he was still sitting on the ritual, as if nothing had happened, the fate of the calamity, the man in black, the bluestone alley, Liruo, the gray light, the giant, just a dream.

After a long time, Ye Tian opened his eyes, calm and indifferent, the detached aura emanated, naturally, there was no abruptness, in the divine thoughts, in his flesh and bones, all the spiritual texts had been wiped out, but for the induction of the Great Dao, the communication of the immortal qi was thousands of times stronger.

"Giants. Ye Tian said to himself, the giant he always felt was very familiar, a sense of familiarity emanating from the depths of the true spirit, but for the man in black, Ye Tian felt very unfamiliar, and even a little disgusted.

The dream is related to the giant, this is absolute, but the relationship, he doesn't know, the only thing he can do now is to continue to move forward towards the set goal.