Before, in the mouths of those ancient gods, Dumping Xue Yi heard a lot of things that she didn't know before, for example, the Purple Huan Immortal Realm is not the only world, outside the Purple Ring Immortal Realm, there are many huge worlds like this, among which there are even many terrifying worlds that surpass the Zihuan Immortal Realm, and there are many top ancestors sitting inside.

Only in that kind of world can the gods continue to grow, become stronger, and even reach the ancestral level.

And only when you reach the level of the ancestor level, in the boundless universe, can you be called a strong person, because the ancestor level can lead the law to strengthen the origin, and climb the level of life step by step, compared to the gods, I don't know how much surpassing.

Even if dozens of top-notch gods even attacked with their hands for a thousand years, it would be impossible to break through an ancestor-level protective body.

The top ancestor-level existence, driven by the law, can reverse the long river of time in part of the world and resurrect individual life, and this is only part of the means of ancestor-level existence.

With such a terrifying talent as Dumping Xueyi, the ancestral level is not difficult for him.

In such a ruined world with few resources, it is very difficult to reach the ancestral level, which has made the gods who invited this new god to leave, feel a little regretful, the ancestral potential is not the existence of rotten streets.

As for the holy level, this level, no god dared to think about this level, not even the ancestor level.

Saint-level, since the birth of the ancient universe, has gone through hundreds of millions of years of evolution, after seven or eight golden ages, in the heavenly world, there are only three existences that can reach the saint-level in history.

Vaguely, it is because in the entire history of the heavens, there is only one demon star saint, revealing his famous deeds.

As for the names and deeds of the remaining two saint-level existences, in the entire heavenly world, there is not a single word at all that has been recorded, as if there are no two saint-level at all, but they can clearly know that there are two saints.

And this is one of the means of the saint-level, erasing all the memories of countless people in the world who remember these two holy powerhouses, leaving no words, cutting off all cause and effect, so that people in the world cannot explore it at all.

Standing on a high peak, looking down on the reproduction of living beings in this vast territory, the meaning of vicissitudes appeared in his eyes for the first time, just like an old man who has experienced the world, and there is also a strong sense of emotion.

In an instant, Dumping Xueyi, a god who was nearly a hundred years old, seemed to have entered the twilight of old age.

It is unimaginable that in the eyes of other gods, Dumping Xueyi, a god as young as a baby who has just been born for a day, will have such an old state that does not match his age, and the vicissitudes of life, and sigh.

"Ancestor, this, is this the ancestor?"

In the murmur, the white-clothed hunting snow was boundless in the void around him, which belonged to the laws of the universe, like sea water, condensing and changing towards the snow, changing and frantically transforming his divine body.

The sky seemed to darken suddenly, and suddenly, a gap opened, and endless origins poured in.

The rolling waves shook the world of the ten directions, and in this area, the gods who had never left all raised their heads in horror and looked at the center of the law that only they could sense, that familiar figure?

How many years has the new god been here?

The rest of the gods were dumbfounded, completely unable to comprehend what was happening in front of them, of course, if they knew about the experience of Dumpling Snow Yi along the way, I am afraid, they would not have made such a fuss.

Forty years, counting the ten years on the road, it has been forty years since Dump Xue left the empire, and this year is also one hundred and eight years old, close to the year of one hundred and nine years old.

"This will be my last stroke!"

In the heart of the law irrigation, in the murmur of the snow, with the ordinary ink pen brought out from the mortal dust nearly a hundred years ago, in the pages of the book, the book is urgent, attracting the endless law to pour in.

Hard, with the support of powerful divine power, keep the pages intact and carve what you want.

With white hair overnight, the snowfall who had just broken through the ancestral level, in the stroke of the pen, in the breakthrough of the refinement, in the infusion of the whole mind, the head was white, the spirit was withered, although he was still so young, and full of vitality.

But the eyes, after all, are in old age at once.

I can't imagine how vast the power of the law is, under the attraction of Tilting Xueyi, it enters the body, enters the pages, and lasts for three days and three nights before it is completely over.

If you compare the breakthrough scene of the ancient god who has been precipitated for an unknown number of years before, and compare it with the falling snow, I am afraid that the gap is more than ten times, twenty times, and thirty times, but these will be hidden in history after all.

Because, Dump Xue Yi left, with that full head of white hair.

The few god-level existences may still survive in the future, but they can only be limited to this place, and they dare not go to the Divine Dao Realm, nor can they leave this broken Purple Huan Immortal Realm, because they are not ancestor-level.

In just one step, Dump Xue Yi returned to the realm of Shinto and returned to the Time Realm.

Along the way, I saw my parents who were some years old, I saw my young, handsome, and beautiful younger brothers and sisters, and I also saw that this land, people and things that were born and grew up are not as familiar as they were back then.

Step by step, step by step, the land that I had walked through back then, looking at those who had grown into a strong party, or passed away quietly, Dumping Xue Yi did not bother too much, let alone see each other.

It's just that the vicissitudes in the eyes are getting richer and richer, even thicker.

In the county, Dump Xue Yi saw a person, a person who had passed on a spiritual power method to him many years ago, the existence that seemed mysterious and even immeasurable in the past.

"It turns out that you are a, a poor person who escapes reality!"

Looking at the reunion with Uncle Qi, Dumping Xue changed her pupils and said softly. One sentence broke through Uncle Qi's bottom line, the vast law perception, and he could clearly feel the sin, madness, evil, and disgust that repelled the world all the time and no longer entangled in Uncle Qi's body, as if he wanted to drive him out of this world.

It seems that Uncle Qi has taken away an era and the expectations of countless people, so he can only fall into self-blame.

Dumping Xue Yi could see more, but he didn't continue to investigate, to get to the bottom of it, everyone had a past that everyone didn't want to recall, and he raised his hand slightly, and a wave of vitality poured into his body with a flick of his fingers.

"What kind of ancestor are you?"

At the moment when this vitality poured into his body, Uncle Qi roared suddenly, and there was endless madness, shock, and thick incredulity in his eyes, and the breath around him was unstable for a while, bursting with a terrifying aura.

Suddenly, the mountains and rivers shattered in time and space, revealing endless spatial cracks that devoured tens of thousands of lives.

Dumping Xue Yi shook her head slightly, looking at Uncle Qi's gaffe look, there was not too much fluctuation, and there was no possibility of any intersection between the two of them.

As for Uncle Qi's past, even if he doesn't need to explore, he can calculate one or two, guess seven or eight, maybe Uncle Qi is the pride of the world in a certain era, the existence that brings hope to the world, and all the world's luck is added to him.

made him reach the ancestral level unimpeded, without experiencing too many big obstacles, and even the existence of an ordinary ancestor, becoming a legendary figure like him among countless strong gods, but he was a legend who was too smooth and did not fulfill the obligations of the legend, thus causing an unknown tragedy.

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