"Then I'm short-sighted, I can't describe it!" Yang Ziwu spread his hands.

Yang Ziwu sat down cross-legged on the bank of the river, "It shouldn't have come out, this is the long river of time!"

Qingbai nodded.

"Space and time are not separated, it should be!"

"Then the question is, what is his use?" Yang Ziwu asked

"Useful must be useful, so it seems that those who can get here, except for the two of us, should be the Emperor Realm, maybe the two of us can't see any use now!"

"Then the question arises again, how can we both get out without use?" Yang Ziwu pretended to be bland again.

Qingbai was stunned for a moment, and then roared, "Why are you embarrassed to say that? Can we be here if it weren't for you?"

Yang Ziwu waved his hand, "Hey, what's the hurry, if you come, you will be safe, there is such a river here, study!"

"Okay, you go down and study!" Qingbai Road.

Yang Ziwu nodded and lay down on the spot, "See you later!" Lie down and roll into the river of time.

Qingbai slapped himself in the face, "Oops me! I'm really convinced! He doesn't have the courage at all, or is he too bold!"

"I want to understand what the situation is now!" Yang Ziwu stood up in the river.

Qingbai was dumbfounded.

"Anyway, you have to find a way, this is the only way, try it!" Yang Ziwu explained.

"How?"

"It is indeed the long river of time, and if you go downstream, it is the future, and if you go upstream, it is the past!"

Qingbai blinked, "So what?"

"But I can't move, I guess no one can walk the long river of time, think about it, there is no element in this world, but there is no time element, and it is only slow and fast!"

"So walking in the long river of time, I don't feel like the Emperor Realm can do it anyway!" Yang Ziwu said.

"Well?" Yang Ziwu looked at Qingbai for a long time without a sound.

Qingbai pointed stupidly into the distance, "The person who slapped you in the face is here!"

Yang Ziwu turned his head violently, only to see a person dressed in white with a smile on his face going upstream, walking up step by step.

It's still a long way from them, but he's really on his way up!

Yang Ziwu's whole person is not good.

"I'm stupid, I don't know!" Yang Ziwu covered his face.

The man in white walked very fast, and soon came to Yang Ziwu's side, with a slender figure, and he was standing on the surface of the river, while Yang Ziwu was in the river.

The man bent down and spoke in Yang Ziwu's ear, "Emperor Tianwu.........

Yang Ziwu was very calm, and after the man finished speaking, he slapped Yang Ziwu on the head with a smile and slapped Yang Ziwu down.

Then he looked at Qingbai, just waved his hand, and threw Qingbai into the river, and the two never came out.

In the sky above the Demon Domain, two people appeared, looking at the battlefield below, Yang Ziwu rose to an unnecessary clarity.

"That man... What did he tell you?" Qingbai asked.

"Can I tell you, then? Just kidding!" Yang Ziwu shook his head, "If you want to know, just live!"

Yang Ziwu returned to the city alone, the battle between the demon clan and the human race continued, and it was impossible to stop!

Seeing Yang Ziwu return, Xu Yuanyou and the others immediately gathered together, "How is it?"

"How's that?" Yang Ziwu didn't know why, so he took out the imperial weapon and handed it to Xu Yuanyou, "Master, you can use it!"

Xu Yuanyou shook his head, "We can't give full play to your strength!"

"That's for Old Man Dong!" Yang Ziwu Dao.

"Old man Dong doesn't need it either!" Xu Yuanyou said.

Yang Ziwu rolled his eyes, "But I don't need it either!"

"The soldiers are back! Do you want to go back and see, this may be the last time!" Xu Yuanyou said.

Yang Ziwu was stunned, and then nodded.

"Good!"

"I'm leaving, the emperor can't go, you take it first!" Yang Ziwu Dao.

Xu Yuanyou nodded.

"Come home with me!" Yang Ziwu shouted!

The city, the battlefield, the figures flew in all directions.

Xia Yu and they have already begun to return to their hometowns, and they are basically the last time!

Nothing will happen to them if they leave the battlefield, most of them are on the Great Wall of Demon Suppression, only they are from the academy, they may go home, but they will not have problems.

In the current battlefield, there is no rapid change, and now is also a period of stagnation, which can be regarded as the calm before the storm.

Yang Ziwu appeared at the mouth of the whirlpool, with a large family, Yang Ziwu, Leafless King, Yang Airuo, Bai Yun'er, Bai Xue, Yang Qi, Yang An!

Everyone came out of the whirlpool and went to the Town Demon Mountain, and there were no more people doing business on the Demon Mountain, all of them were people who returned to their hometowns like Yang Ziwu.

Yang Ziwu flew with a large family against the wind, the fire of life in his hand was burning, and he was refining the elixir.

"Yang Airuo, go and slow down your clothes, what do you get dirty!"

Yang Airuo nodded, even Yang Airuo was not as lively as before, and there were too many people who died in front of him.

Everyone flew to the northwest and flew to Wujiang!

The quiet and peaceful appearance makes everyone feel a little like a world away.

Everyone changed into casual clothes, walked into the community, knocked on the door at the door, and there were bursts of laughter and laughter from Xia Yu's house on the other side.

After Yang Ziwu knocked on the door, the door of Xia Yu's house opened, and Yang Ziwu's parents' hair was all white, and they felt sad when they saw Yang Ziwu.

"Ah, I'm back!"

"Grandpa, grandma!" In bursts of sweet shouts, the old couple gradually lost themselves.

"Come in, your brother Yu said you will come back later, I still don't believe it!"

Yang Ziwu smiled, "Let's go, let's go into the house!"

Fortunately, they have money and bought houses of more than 100 square meters, otherwise so many people would not be able to sit down.

Bai Ruoruo didn't go to the Great Wall of Demon Suppression, he has been on Earth, and he will go back with him this time.

Xia Yu's parents, Yang Ziwu's parents.

Xia Yu, Hong Ya, Xia He, Xia Mu!

Yang Ziwu, Bai Ruoruo, Wu Ye, Yang Airuo, Bai Yun'er, Bai Xue, Yang Qi, Yang An!

Sixteen people, this big family.

As soon as several young people entered the door, they hurriedly greeted Xia Yu's parents, and finally went straight to the sofa, slumped on the sofa and watched TV, fighting their eyelids one by one.

The four old men who watched were distressed for a while, they witnessed their sons going to the battlefield, and they witnessed their grandchildren going to the battlefield.

They have endured a lot of the same.

They now think back to how happy their son was when he was going to be a martial artist, and how much they regret it now.

They know that their son is now a hero of great names!

Even now the grandson is already famous.

When neighbors saw them, they usually boasted that they had given birth to good sons.

But they only worry about whether their children are safe.

They know that those big people who are respectful when they meet them are because of what respect!