An Zheng is very quiet, quiet and not like words.

It's a constant space, where everything around it looks real but there's nothing. The white light is not dazzling and soft, but after looking at it for too long, the eyes will become very uncomfortable. It's like when a person walks in the snow for too long, their eyes may temporarily lose their function.

An Zheng's right eye was closed, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye were slowly rotating, very slowly. Gradually, the white light around them turned into flowing symbols in An Zheng's eyes. These symbols are so peculiar that An Zheng can't recognize any of them.

But time here is constant, so An Zheng has time to see.

To have this kind of observation, first of all, An Zheng felt that he should be grateful for his anti-heaven physique, and secondly, he was grateful for a pair of artifacts against the sky. Under normal circumstances, when time stands still and space stands still, then this person may not even have thoughts, and he will also be still, let alone have any movements. The strange thing is that An Zheng's physical functions have basically stagnated, but he is not affected in any way.

Those symbols are flowing in front of An Zheng's eyes, little by little.

"Moving?"

An Zheng frowned slightly.

If those symbols were time, they were still moving slowly, which meant that An Zheng was not the same as before. The absolute stillness just now is due to the synchronization of time and time. Now the symbol is moving slowly, indicating that An Zheng is either thrown away by time, or he is thrown away from time.

An Zheng couldn't read the symbols, but he wasn't a fool. He found that the symbols were regular, and the bottom piece was a dense collection of symbols, exactly the same, with fifty-nine layers in a row. Then there is a layer with different symbols from the bottom, but the symbols on this layer are exactly the same. Fifty-nine floors up, and then a different one appeared.

An Zheng continued to observe and found that after such a law reached the 60th level, a new level and a new symbol appeared.

That's what time is made of.

At this moment, An Zheng was enlightened. Suddenly, countless rays of light flew out of the symbol, all of which merged into An Zheng's eyes. An Zheng could feel that in the pupil technique he controlled, the part that belonged to the Nine Turns of Reincarnation Eye began to accelerate.

"Ahh

An Zheng screamed involuntarily, and the sharp pain in his left eye made him fall to the ground holding his head. The pain that even he couldn't bear could be imagined how violent and ferocious it was. But no matter how he flipped and twisted, the light continued to flow into his left eye. The three dark purple stars in An Zheng's left eye rotated faster and faster, and then turned into a purple pentagram, extremely bright. A few minutes later, An Zheng fainted in pain.

His left eye was still open, and the pattern of the five-pointed star became a six-pointed star, which became even brighter.

I don't know how long it took, An Zheng woke up from his coma, and he felt that his left eye was numb, as if it didn't belong to him anymore. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his eyes, but when his fingers touched his eyelids, he only felt the tips of his fingers, and his eyelids were unconscious.

An Zheng took out a mirror from the space magic weapon, and the moment he saw his left eye, the whole person was a little dazed. The white eyeballs are so clear that there is not a trace of impurities. But the pupil in the black eyeball was gone, replaced by a purple six-pointed star pattern.

After another ten minutes, I felt that it was only a little bit back, and the pain in my left eye made An Zheng roll again. It was as if something was forcibly connecting to his eyes, rooting little by little.

When he woke up again, the pain in his left eye had subsided a lot, An Zheng picked up the mirror and looked at it, and the blood left from the corner of his eye left a shocking blood stain on his face. However, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the eyes, but the pattern of the six-pointed star looks a little weird, and if it is seen, it may startle the other party.

An Zheng noticed that the runes around him were moving faster, like some flowing notes. I don't know why, An Zheng suddenly had an idea in his heart that I could mess up the order of these symbols, and the moment he stretched out his hand, he stopped again, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If these are the composition of time, then what happens if you mess up the order of time yourself?

He didn't dare to move again, and his mind involuntarily appeared to him what the white-bearded Taoist man riding an old green ox had said to him outside Hangu Pass...... Because of you, time has gone out of whack. At that time, An Zheng couldn't understand why he was confused because of his own time. Now at this moment, An Zheng suddenly woke up, and what the white-bearded old Taoist said was not the An Zheng at that time, nor the previous An Zheng, but the An Zheng in the future!

The dilapidated Hangu Pass may not be an ancient period at all, but the future!

An Zheng's face became a little pale, if he hadn't resisted to scramble those symbols just now, maybe the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes. He randomly changed the position of a symbol here, maybe that symbol only represented a thousandth of a second or even more subtle, but the outside world could change drastically. Those who have already appeared may not be present, and those who have died may be suddenly reborn......

Can't scramble, but ......

The purple six-pointed star in An Zheng's left eye instantly brightened, and purple brilliance shot out from the corner of his eye. After a few moments, the direction of the rune's flow began to change. An Zheng's mind buzzed, and the speed of the inverted rune was not fast, but An Zheng's mind was hit by an unparalleled impact. It was as if someone had smashed him directly in the head with a heavy hammer, and the whole person became shaky.

He felt like someone was shattering inside his head, and his limbs began to disobey. The buzzing in his head continued, his eyes turned red, and a stream of blood came out of his nose. A moment later, one by one, images suddenly appeared in An Zheng's head, slashing at an indescribable speed. Those pictures are difficult to capture, but one by one the light curtains flash quickly.

However, the speed of the reversal symbols is very slow, and the time that the symbols represent is very subtle.

However, those pictures are all fragments of his memory, and the symbol of going backwards is very slow, but the speed of turning back time is beyond imagination. An Zheng hurriedly concentrated on slowing down the speed of the backward symbol, and the buzzing sound in An Zheng's head was reduced a little. And the images that were crossed began to become clearer.

He saw Du as a child, thin and thin, sitting on the edge of the woods and crying. Immediately after the picture flashed, what I saw was a team of elite Ming Law Division ruling out of Jinling City and heading into the distance.

In the next second, An Zheng saw a huge warehouse, which was full of mountains of various evidence, and he himself was sitting in the chaotic evidence and sorting out and groping little by little.

It's over!

An Zheng was startled, and hurriedly ran the pupil technique to make the symbols begin to flow positively, and the picture was crossed one by one again, An Zheng saw Xiao Liu'er, saw Gu Qianye, and saw Zhuang Feifei of Jushang Temple...... I saw Da Da Ye, I saw the fairy palace, and I saw the old green cow and the fox that were captured. Those familiar pictures stung An Zheng's mind and his heart.

Suddenly, time seemed to stop on its own.

The image in my mind disappeared and became gray. It's like clouds and a thick fog, and you can't see through it. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it became difficult for An Zheng to even breathe, as if a big rock had suddenly landed and blocked his heart. This kind of oppressive feeling is not the first time that An Zheng has experienced, and every time there is a sense of powerlessness that even he feels helpless.

At this moment, a golden brilliance suddenly shot down from the gray sky, tearing the gray like a thousand rays of light. Then the sky cracked, and the free, fresh air penetrated into An Zheng's nose, making his chest feel comfortable for a while. Every pore seemed to be relieved, and this ease gave him an obsession that he didn't want to leave.

However, it didn't take long for An Zheng to realize that something was wrong, it wasn't a crack in the sky.

It was an incomparably huge bronze door, which was slowly opening by itself, and the free and fresh air was venting out from the crack in the door, making An Zheng can't help but want to fly up and open all the huge bronze doors. But the door was too big, and it was suffocating. The door is also too thick, and the door panels are comparable to the city walls.

An Zheng desperately wanted to fly, desperately wanted to touch the gate. Finally, his fingers touched the bronze door, which was filled with bursts of purple electricity that seemed to tell something. An Zheng was extremely excited in his heart, he had seen this bronze giant gate countless times, and finally touched it. He felt that with a single force, he could open the bronze door and see what was behind it.

He was so small that he felt like an ant standing on the doorstep of a human house, and he could barely see the top edge of the bronze door when he looked up. Ants, can you push the door open?

I don't know why, An Zheng suddenly remembered that the little ant who was unwilling to stop in the reverse boat, it finally climbed the path, this is the greatest success for the ant, it will never give up moving forward.

"Open!"

An Zheng gritted his teeth and squeezed a roar out of his throat, like the roar of a beast in the wilderness. He pushed forward with both hands on the bronze door, because of the force, all the muscles in his body were tensed, his clothes were torn in an instant, and the muscles were like dragons coiling around his body.

With a creak, the bronze door was pushed by him to move, but slowly. This door was too heavy, and An Zheng felt that his muscles might explode in the next second because of too much force. But at this time, An Zheng was unwilling to give up, even if he tried his best to see what secrets were hidden behind the door.

His feet were exerting force, and the sky was cracked beneath his feet.

"Open!"

"Open!"

"Open!"

An Zheng roared hoarsely, and his eyes turned completely red because of bloodshot. There was a soft snap, and a tiny hole opened in the skin on his arm, followed by blood surging. Bang Bang Bang ...... In an instant, there were many openings in his arm, and in a moment, his arm turned bloody.

But he finally pushed the door open.

"Whew!"

An indescribable dragon groan came from inside the door, followed by a huge, suffocating dragon head poking out of it, looking at An Zheng condescendingly. This is not the first time An Zheng has seen such a dragon, and this time it is even more terrifying than the last time he saw the dragon that went straight into the underworld.

The bursting electricity rushed into every pore of An Zheng in an instant, and the moment the bronze giant door opened, the purple dragon also rushed in.

This is the real Great Thunder Tribulation!

An Zheng suddenly understood, what was behind that door...... It's the Great Heavenly Realm.

That door is his shackles, it is his shackles, he wants to push open this door and swim against the current!