Wang Hao was not entangled by the ability of the World Seed to act independently, he had long known that this World Seed Fragment was extraordinary, and it was very likely to be a broken primeval desolate world, and it was not impossible to have an independent consciousness.

Besides, isn't it nice to have such a treasure on your body! Being able to protect yourself in a moment of crisis is truly rare, but I don't know how long this enchantment can support if you don't support the enchantment!

Some things, thinking is sometimes just useless, but some things must be thought, and you must think immediately, to understand your own mind, the enchantment of the world seed, how long can it be supported, Wang Hao has no time to care, now the important thing is to think, he must understand his mind, only when the mind is clear can there be a need to go on.

Sitting in the enchantment, closing his eyes, no matter how noisy the troubled murderers outside the enchantment, Wang Hao turned a deaf ear, no matter how he attacked, he ignored it, he thought he was settled.

His thoughts went back to when he stepped into the path of cultivation, he saw the scenery on the cultivation road over and over again, overcame obstacles in the Yuanwu Continent, and then ascended to the Divine Domain, fought a decisive battle with the true dragon, and promised him to become the new king of the gods, how could he give up!

After arriving at the Dragon Teng Divine Domain, he comprehended the laws of the sword, walked a lot of places, and was even more persistent in the way of the sword, that was the only weapon he used to fight the void, how could he give up! Reforge the sword of the true dragon, let it turn into his own natal weapon, all of this, all of this tied Wang Hao to the way of the sword, no, it was definitely not tied to the way of the sword, even if this road was hard and tired, he was willing.

Because there is no road that can make Wang Hao experience this sense of pleasure that is infinitely close to the law, therefore, on the road of the sword, he must not only go down, but also become the strongest, there is no one.

"Supreme Sword God, let me Wang Hao pick your position. In the enchantment space, Wang Hao said loudly, the qi shook the sky, and the entire different space was shaken, and even the attack of the great murderer of the troubled world paused for a moment.

This was followed by a more violent attack, one by one, ice picks, from an angle that did not come from, impacting the enchantment, and the ultra-low temperature flames followed, and the enchantment space without the support of Wang Hao's will was even a little trembling, and it seemed that it was about to be unable to support it.

But Wang Hao didn't pay attention to these, but raised the True Dragon Sword, at eye level with himself, and said: "True Dragon Sword Spirit, now that you are asleep, I originally wanted to supplement the power of the Supreme Sword God for you, so that you can wake up and fight side by side with me, but the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes, although the trip to the Sword Shrine will not stop there, but I need your awakening." ”

As he spoke, he concentrated his divine power on the sword of the true dragon, holding the hilt of the sword of the true dragon in his right hand, and then refining the hand with his left hand, the blue flames melted the sword body of the true dragon, and then removed the sword bone of the sword of the true dragon, this is the power of the supreme sword god, it is indeed very strong, but, above the way of the sword, Wang Hao does not need anyone's strength, he firmly believes, and believes that the way of the sword will definitely surpass the supreme sword god and become the strongest.

"You and I are one, and after this, the sword is in the people, and the sword destroys and kills. After half a ring, the sword body of the True Dragon Sword was all melted, and the sword bones were removed, Wang Hao injected his own power into the melting sword body of the True Dragon Sword, and after a while, the blue flames dissipated, and the True Dragon Sword quickly took shape again.

The sword spirit also woke up from its slumber at the moment when the new sword body was formed, Wang Hao held him in his hand, and he could feel the joy of the sword spirit, perhaps, this is the power that the sword spirit wants, the power that really belongs to his master, and this feeling of being truly one with the master.

Wang Hao withdrew the enchantment and withdrew the World Seed Fragments into the system, and in an instant, the ice picks from all sides attacked, and the sword in Wang Hao's hand waved, without Wang Hao deliberately manipulating, thousands of sword intents were wantonly, colliding with the icicles, making a rustling sound, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the entire different space.

Until it dissipated into invisibility, Wang Hao asked and stood in place, this time it was the turn of the troubled world murderer to be shocked, he never thought that the young man in front of him had such strength, even if Wang Hao beheaded him three times, he didn't think that Wang Hao could break his attack so easily.

"The murderer of troubled times, I can call you that!" Wang Hao said proudly, at this moment, Wang Hao stood in the sky in the different dimension, looking at the black dragon that he had become the murderer of the troubled times.

"Hahaha!" He was still laughing arrogantly, because he thought that he had not done his best, and even if the young man in front of him had improved compared with what he had just thought, he would not be able to compare with him.

"The Troubled Times, this name, I like it very much. He said loudly, and the eyes of the two dragons shone with bloodthirsty light, and the final battle was silent.

"Today, I, Wang Hao, am here, to eliminate harm for all beings and souls in the Divine Domain. Wang Hao raised the sword of the true dragon and shouted, and immediately, thousands of swords shot towards the murderer of the troubled times, and the dragon in front of him became bigger again, as if he wanted to expand his body to be able to occupy this alien space.

The sword rays, the sword intent, pierced into the body of the murderer of the troubled times from time to time, and the rain of blood fell in this different space, but it did not stop the growth of the murderer of the troubled times, but made him grow faster and faster.

Wang Hao still didn't fully know the ability of this troubled murderer, these sword intents, sword rays, although they could hurt him, but the damage to him was small, he could even heal his wounds quickly, this method couldn't kill him at all.

"Humph!" Wang Hao snorted coldly, the murderer of the troubled times did not put Wang Hao in his eyes, and Wang Hao may not put him in his eyes: "Today is your death day." The voice was as cold as a proclamation of death.

The sword of the true dragon was raised again, and Wang Hao's whole person entered the realm of the unity of man and sword without leaving a trace of clarity, the sword is Wang Hao's body, and Wang Hao's body is the sword, this time it is the most suitable fusion of Wang Hao and the sword of the true dragon.

"Time makes people old!"

Wang Hao made a move, the law of the years came from the sword of the true dragon, and it was also from Wang Hao's body, spewing out, this is a very complete trace of the years, inherited from the mountains and rivers, the flow of the years, at this moment is extremely clear.

In the whole different space, there seems to be a long river of years flowing by, the years are fair to everything in this world, equal to everyone, and will not let go of anyone, the only exception is the person who has mastered the years, but this person, in this space, only Wang Hao.

And the murderer of the troubled times in front of him is at the source of the long river of years, and in an instant, his body began to wilt, as if he had lived for hundreds of millions of years, and he was already aging at this time.

He also wanted to attack Wang Hao again, but the movement of his body was no longer neat, and it could even be said that it was very slow.

"How could it be, how could it be. Only then did he realize that his body had aged and that even his voice was no longer as vigorous as it used to be.

"How is it possible, the deity is eternal, how can it be old, how can it be. His shouting was almost crazy, but his voice was hoarse and abnormal, echoing in this space, and Wang Hao frowned when he heard it, it was really ugly.

However, Wang Hao is still satisfied with Fang Cai's formula, under the washing of the years, the vitality of any living creature can be taken away, which is very terrible, Wang Hao has a trace of luck, he can control the years, otherwise, I really don't know how to resist the years.

However, in terms of the law of years, Wang Hao's sword marks are not perfect enough, this is not the limit he pursues, and then, Wang Hao's person and the sword are united again, his eyes are not open, and there is only a villain in front of him who looks similar to himself, Wang Hao knows that this is the sword spirit of the sword of the real dragon, and after integrating it into his own power, he turned into his own appearance.

The sword spirit flew to the top of Wang Hao's head, and cooperated with Wang Hao to stimulate the law of the years again, the sword intent flowed, the length of the long river of years became longer, and the width became wider, Wang Hao stood on the long river of years, feeling the flow of the years, the length of life not only no longer increased, but also stopped in the same place, but the rest of the time was speeding up.

This time, the law of the years, even Wang Hao has been eroded, this is because Wang Hao's understanding of the mystery of the law has deepened, without experiencing the baptism of the years, how can he control the years.

There is no intention of resistance, and there is no such thought, Wang Hao flows with the long river of time, as if he has crossed the years of eternity, and even his temples have become white, this is the cycle of life, Wang Hao is the user of the years, and at the same time, he is also the recipient and the realizer.

Chaowen said, death can be carried out. Wang Hao was not sure that he would be able to get out of the long river of time, but the hope for the law of time made him willing to take risks, not hesitating to be in danger of being consumed by the years.

Time passed, Wang Hao soon entered his old age, although in fact it was only a moment, but he was already full of green silk and white hair, the vast black eyes were dull, and there was an inexplicable sense of powerlessness on his body, he was about to disappear, but the long river of years was still flowing, and there was no intention of stopping.

Wang Hao's time seems to have passed another 10,000 years, his eyes that he closed opened in an instant, and there was a dim meaning, which were brighter than before, like stars, his eyes were like electricity, without the slightest impurity.

He realized that the years are also like reincarnation cause and effect, he will deprive people of vitality, other people's bodies are aging, and they will not regain their prime, but after the real death, it is a new life, at this moment, Wang Hao is like a true god standing in the flowing river of years, not moving at all, whether it is the body or the years, he really does the palm infinite in the palm, and the eternity is in a moment.

In the future, as long as he wants to, he can truly control the years and become the master of time, but this formula will never be used easily, as Wang Hao realized, the free karmic reincarnation of the years, no one can be an exception, even he himself, if he always uses this trick, sooner or later one day will trigger the taboo of the years, and he will be reverted to by the years.

Step by step out of the long river of time, even if he withdraws from the realm of the unity of man and sword, Wang Hao can easily grasp the years, a wave of his hand, the long river of years in different spaces, turned into a thin stream and flew towards Wang Hao, and finally disappeared into Wang Hao's hand, as if he was collected by Wang Hao into his sleeve.

The divine sense is pervasive, searching the entire different space, and the shadow of the troubled world can still be seen, but a pile of white bones was found on the ground.