Heavenly Dao is disgusted, and Heavenly Dao's favor is disappearing.

Xiang Yu felt the subtle changes in the Heavenly Dao.

Ancient gods, do not kill.

Every ancient god is the son of Heavenly Dao.

The old gods can be suppressed, and the seal will be worn away over the years, but it cannot be killed.

Killing the ancient gods belongs to the creation of 800 enemies and 1,000 self-inflicted injuries.

No wise ancient god would do such a stupid thing, but he was an exception.

Brush Brush Brush!

The figure flickered, descending into the forbidden land of death, and the flame runes surged, turning into a large array of confinement, and at the moment of breaking the formation, in the center of the formation, the aura of death was permeating, like the tide of destruction.

The void is trembling, as if a single thought can shatter ten thousand laws.

The stars all around them turned gray, and the air of death was permeating, polluting everything.

Xiang Yu urged the authority of the ancient gods, and the flames were surging, as if flowing water was changing, turning fire into water, imprisoning the breath of death.

Stepping forward to observe, the vitality on the Tower of Death completely dissipated, the spirit dissipated, and everything turned into nothingness.

Some are just the pagodas themselves.

"This ancient god is completely destroyed!"

Xiang Yu sighed.

At the beginning of the universe, in a place where the qi of death gathered, the laws of death were intertwined and constantly changing, evolving into a supreme treasure, the Tower of Death.

After another long time, the Tower of Death gave birth to the Machine Spirit.

The machine spirit embarked on the path of cultivation and became an ancient god in one fell swoop.

After enlightening the ancient gods, he was suppressed by the eternal fire and sealed here.

After a long period of time, the Spirit of the Tower of Death endured the torment of the lack of years, and finally sat down and dissipated.

The years kill the pig knife, destroy everything, and dissipate everything.

Theoretically, the ancient gods are immortal and immortal, even after hundreds of millions of years, they are still immortal. But the ancient gods gave birth to feelings, seven emotions and six desires, but they were sealed here.

Endless flames everywhere, no one to communicate, no one to speak, into endless loneliness, loneliness.

In such an environment, it may not last long, or it will sit and leave.

The most terrible torture in the world is not the suffering of flesh and skin, but the detention in a small black room, which is pitch black and no one communicates.

After being imprisoned for five years in a row, normal people will also get mentally ill and become abnormal.

The ancient gods were imprisoned in the small black house of the Dao for tens of millions of years, hundreds of millions of years, and they also had a mental breakdown, and the Dao heart was shattered and died.

The figure flickered, and he headed for other forbidden areas, and the other ancient gods fell one after another.

In the long years, there are too many ancient gods who can't survive and die directly.

Walking and walking, I arrived at the forbidden area of life.

The forbidden area of life seals the ancient god of life.

The ancient god of life, whose essence is the ancient tree of life, is also the most restrained by the eternal fire.

At the moment of entering here, the flames were vigorous, and the seal was not weakened, but constantly strengthened.

At the moment of tearing the seal, I saw that in the forbidden land, there was a luxurious palace, the palace was made of sacred wood, exquisite reliefs, and unique decorations, just like the boudoir of the daughter's house.

"Huh!"

Xiang Yu stepped forward, vaguely familiar, and there was a faint sense of strangeness.

It's a strange feeling, and it's indescribable.

When I entered the main hall, I only felt that a woman was lying on the bed, sleeping, with a peaceful and quiet face.

It's just that the vitality in the body is dissipating little by little, and it seems that it won't last long, and it will be completely extinguished in another ten years.

Just looking at the woman's face, Xiang Yu was stunned.

"Yingxue ......"

Xiang Yu pondered; "Are you the Ancient God of Life, or are you the Ancient God of Life!"

suppressed the impetuousness in his heart, as well as the restlessness, and dispersed the divine fire, but this ancient god was still asleep, and seemed to be seriously injured, and the injury was still getting worse little by little.

"That's it, that's it!"

A trace of softness flashed in Xiang Yu's heart, and a flame appeared on the palm of his hand, which was the Yan of the Living Soul.

Among the many different fires, the Yan of the Living Soul is the most special, which is the endless life force condensed and turned into a supreme flame.

Whew!

With a whistling sound, the Soul Yan began to burn the body of the Ancient God of Life, and the power of the flames turned into a rich vitality power, entering its body, repairing the injuries in the flesh.

Sting!

Sting!

In the midst of the sounds, the injuries of the Ancient God of Life gradually stopped, and they continued to recover.

Xiang Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

The Yan of the Living Soul is certainly extremely powerful in the Dou Po World, but in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, it is nothing in the Higher World. But the Yan of the Living Soul fell into his hands, but he was constantly cultivating, improving the grade of the flame, and at this moment, he had already died to the high god level flame, and he could step into the ancient god level flame if he took it a step further.

The flames are burning, about three hundred years later.

With a burst of infant Ning's voice, the Ancient God of Life opened his eyes, and after a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, it turned into a touch of surprise: "You are Xiang Yu, you are my husband, you have come to save me!" ”

Like a flower blooming, the ancient god of life showed a bright and beautiful smile, leaned on Xiang Yu's arms, felt the warmth, smelled the familiar breath, that was the taste of a dream, that was the feeling of life and death.

Sniffing the familiar feeling again, it was like a dream.

Dreams come true, and everything is so beautiful.

"Are you Yingxue, or the ancient god of life?" Xiang Yu was about to push away the woman in his arms, but at the moment of pushing away, they hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's temperature, but the heart that had become indifferent had a trace of warmth, indescribable beauty, and a touch of warmth.

"I'm Yingxue, and I'm also the ancient god of life!"

The Ancient God of Life said: "At the beginning, I encountered Lin Hu, and the two sides fought together, and finally lost and were sealed by Lin Hu. In the seal, I fell into a deep sleep, reducing my own wear and tear in my sleep, and even performing the method of enlightenment in my dreams, in the heavens and all worlds, I evolved a doppelganger, and the doppelganger entered the ten thousand worlds, looking for some opportunities! ”

"If these clones can break through the realm of Daluo, they can kill back to the Shinto world and save the Buddha-figure...... It's a pity that they all failed! ”

The ancient god of life talks about the cause and effect, and talks about some secrets.

The preaching in the dream is the supreme art created by the ancient Buddha of Zhun Ti, when she arrived in the Buddha country and listened to the ancient Buddha's preaching, she learned this supreme art.

"I never thought that I had such a strong relationship with my husband, Yingxue is me in this world, Zixia is me in the Covering Heaven World, and even the Lord of Ice and Snow in the Saint King World is also me, we have three lives and three lives!"

The Ancient God of Life said, with some emotion in his eyes.

Thinking back to everything that happened in the dream is a faint warmth.

Men like to eat soft rice, but women don't like to eat soft rice.