This is a bloody corpse, the dense scars on it, shocking, if it is an ordinary person, it would have been tortured a long time ago, and the soul has fallen into perdition, but the characteristics of this person's life have no signs of falling, but like a firefly that is about to be extinguished, as long as the wick is not extinguished, this light will flicker permanently.

Ten thousand years, too long, too long, from the time Ye Feng stepped on the road of the strong, he often came into contact with some senior masters, most of them survived for more than a thousand years, waving his hand, earth-shattering, destroying mountains and rivers, and with a shake of his body, he would spare himself and shuttle thousands of miles.

Whether it is an ancestor or a distant ancestor, the people recorded in the genealogy of the Ye family are all extraordinary, their existence has greatly curbed countless forces, but with the passage of time, their deterrent power is not as good as before, even if Ye Tutian is born, most of the people who know his prestige have fallen, if he does not show his strong strength and crazy methods, he doesn't care about him at all.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed, and the secret hidden in the endless years has finally reached the moment to be revealed.

And this Divine Emperor Technique, after it was complete, there were fragments of memory, which came into Ye Feng's mind one after another, and his memory was disordered, and even after a short time, it showed a strange feeling, and on the way to his cultivation, he saw scenes of heart-wrenching scenes, as if he had experienced it himself, and the pain like a knife cut made his heart throb.

The tortured inhuman-like corpse, the pain experienced, is not as single as it seems, from time to time there are endless lightning crashes down, with a nourishing current, suddenly rushed to the body of this corpse, so that his corpse in the scorched black, gradually towards the fall, but this is just the beginning, when the corpse dissipated, but it rained heavily, this big fish contains endless life, its charred corpse is restored to the same as before, but it is still bloody, it looks even more terrifying.

"Mad Demon, your body is made through the ages, and your soul is the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, after a thousand kinds of pain and torture, you can transform into the Ancient God of Killing, plus the will of the True Dragon, the immortal law of the Ancient Thunder Dragon, and the root bone of the Immortal Immortal of the Firmament, you will become the first generation of ancient true gods to disappear. ”

The voice full of the meaning of the years sounded invisibly again, and soon after, in front of the altar, there was a generation of old men in black robes, his eyes were sunken, obviously a blind man, his whole body was filled with the breath of decay and destruction, and when he spoke, there were invisible fluctuations around him, and when Ye Feng heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked!

God-making?

Could it be that this is the plan and steps of creating gods, but since the gods have fallen, why do they still have to carry out this dangerous act, the extinct primeval powerhouse, once born, will cause what a terrible phenomenon, there will inevitably be countless people appear, Lianhe will strangle it, could it be that there is something hidden in it?

The fragments of memory are very long, and on the way of Ye Feng's observation, they are not completely dispersed, but they are integrated with their own memories and are inseparable, and in Ye Feng's spirit, a seed that emits a faint fluorescence appears, this kind of seed does not know what kind of power it contains, and it slowly dissipates in the swaying, as if it dipped into the depths of his mind, but he couldn't find any traces.

"Although the seven gods are called gods, they are outcasts of the gods, and they don't have the slightest bloodline at all, of course, except for the true blood of your crazy demons, I didn't expect that the old man has waited for so long to be able to see the true god return to the world again, maybe this is the great opportunity of the old man, the day you are born, it is the time when this ancient star is destroyed!"

The black-robed old man muttered to himself, the excitement in his words was extremely strong, and in the next moment, it turned into a black mist and dissipated in this starry sky.

Only the body called the mad demon remained, constantly suffering from the endless thunder, torrential rain, and wind knives, and this pain that only he could experience.

Three years, thirty years, until three hundred years have passed, the mad demon's body, like a stubborn stone, has experienced endless destruction, his body has not completely dispersed, but his will has become more tenacious than ordinary people, gradually, it has magnified from the fireflies to the point of the sky full of fire, and the entire sky has been eclipsed.

Three thousand years, three thousand years have been experienced, because Ye Feng has seen three thousand changes in the rules, each year, Ye Feng sighed inexplicably, he categorically did not expect that there are such strange people in this world, and the feeling that emerged from the other party's body, Ye Feng felt a little familiar, this sense of familiarity, with the passage of time, became more and more intense.

"Could it be...... Could it be that this person is my previous life, no, it shouldn't be, the aura on his body is very different from mine, and his appearance is completely different, but why, I feel so heartache. ”

Ye Feng muttered to himself in his heart, when he saw that this mad demon had suffered endless destruction, his body also felt a burst of pain, this kind of pain, could not find the source, and it was the kind of pain that could not reach the skin, as if at that moment, Ye Feng was hung on the altar, suffering the destruction of the power of endless rules.

"You really have to give up all magic ......"

A trembling voice appeared inexplicably, and when the memory fragments took a turn, Ye Feng saw a woman dressed in white, extremely beautiful, her hair was snow-white and fell down her shoulders, with a light and elegant temperament, and the family emblem on her forehead was exactly the same as Ye Feng's, from which it could be seen that they were all people of the Ye clan.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, I am the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, and I can fuse the bloodline of the true Xuan, and the dead prince uses me to refine and transcend, it is the most suitable, Yuechan, you go, we are going to miss everything after all, miss this marriage." ”

The corpse, which had endured endless pain, never moved, not even moaned, but the moment this woman appeared, he slowly raised his head, without the slightest sense of exhaustion, as if he had saved up enough strength just to say goodbye to this woman.

"The Eight Desolations are not there, if there is no true god, the entire primeval world will be completely destroyed by the aliens, this is my duty, and it is also the fate that I can't escape, Yuechan, leave here, the moment I become a true god, the memory that exists in my mind no longer exists. ”

When he said this, he had no more strength, hung his head, and shrugged down.