Entering the heart of the firmament, Night Twilight Han came directly to the blood pool, and the blood of the ancient gods of red gold continued to rise with a violent chaotic power, which was the most primitive chaotic power when the heavens and earth first opened.

Sitting cross-legged, emptying his mind, Night Twilight Han opened everything without reservation, frantically absorbing the power of chaos, the crimson golden power of chaos washed the meridians of the whole body, Night Twilight Han only felt that ten thousand ants were eating bones, itching and painful.

The villain in the dantian also began to sit cross-legged, exuding a bright golden light.

"Click!"

A crack began to appear in the Divine Emperor's barrier, but Nightshade was in no hurry to break through it.

In a trance, Night Twilight Han felt that he had come to a smoky fairyland land, and a snow-haired young man with fairy wind bones was sitting in the center with his eyes closed.

"Who are you?" Nighttwilight asked softly.

"You're here!" The young man smiled slightly, "looking" at the twilight of the night. Although he didn't open his eyes, Nighttwilight felt that the man must be able to see him.

"You know me?" Night Dusk Han only felt that there was always a kind of bond between himself and the youth.

"You'll see me again soon, enlighten again!" The young man smiled but did not speak, and after speaking, the figure gradually dissipated, leaving only the futon under him.

Nightshade sat down on the futon and realized his own way. Holding the Qimeng Po Doom Grass in his hand, the elegant fragrance surrounded the tip of his nose, and the night twilight only felt that he was light, and the whole person flew up, higher and farther and farther, until he came to the edge of the void.

Night Twilight Han touched the wall of the void, the barrier through the yin isolated the Xianlin Continent from the outside world, Night Twilight Han stared at the barrier carefully, suddenly, a hair-thin "golden thread" came into view, and then, one after another, colorful, intertwined with each other, like a thin net.

The jade finger crossed a golden silk thread, and suddenly the law of space surged into his mind, and the stone of space between his forehead appeared, and the golden light was flourishing, and the law of space instantly merged into the body of Night Dusk Han.

Touching a silver silk thread again, the long flow of time swept away the night and twilight, and everything in heaven and earth could not escape the control of the law of time. Not far away, a dark cloud of smoke snickered and took in everything.

Under the flow of time, the night twilight cold is getting older and older, the green silk is white, the face is old, and the law of time is like an endless silk thread that firmly imprisons the night twilight cold.

Gradually, Nighttwilight stopped struggling and let the laws of time swallow itself.

Seeing this scene, the black fog dissipated, leaving only an endless dark void.

Night Twilight did not give up, looking at the long scrolls of history flowing in front of him, repeating the birth of all things in the world until death.

Twilight felt that she hadn't seen through it, and she began to flip wildly, her hands already shaped like withered trees, and her back was hunched with sparse silver threads.

In an instant, Night Twilight Han seemed to have understood something, the original appearance of the old age was instantly twenty or thirty years younger, Night Twilight Han was extremely excited, his eyes were staring at the long scroll in front of him, as if he was really verifying his conjecture, for a long time, Night Twilight Han sat on the ground, short of breath, hearty, and the appearance has returned to the same as before. And the silver silk thread also turned into a streamer and sank into the body of the night twilight.

The night was cold and thirsty, and he felt the laws of heaven and earth, but his figure began to gradually become thinner.

Next to the blood pool, Twilight Han seemed to fall into a dead silence, and Li Ling appeared behind her, picked up Twilight Han, and gently put it into the blood pool, allowing the blood of the ancient gods to drown it.

Ye Duhan, who was struggling to comprehend the twenty-third Heavenly Dao Law, felt the continuous power of his whole body, and accelerated the speed of comprehension.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the stars twinkle, and when night falls, all the Red Yan Army fall asleep, but some people are destined to be unable to sleep this night.

Qin Du, who was excited and couldn't sleep all night, Xiang Zilan, who couldn't find Jun Langya's whereabouts, the emperor of the south who fantasized about unifying the two realms in the future, and the people of the west who sought refuge......

The morning light is faint, and the sky is bright.

The last law of life was submerged in the body of Night Twilight, and the two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine avenues were all comprehended. Night Dusk Han was a little puzzled, why was there one less of the Three Thousand Avenues.