The rules of time, the most mysterious, creatures are always trying to escape this thing.

Some creatures are lucky enough to be able to jump out of the long river of time after a lot of hardships, at least most of the time, until they are irrepressibly beaten back by external forces. For example, in the brutal battles, the monks who were beaten back into the long river of time can be said to be innumerable.

There are also some creatures who are not so lucky, no matter how talented they are, they can't escape the coercion of time, just like the desolate people, powerful but a little pathetic, as if they were pressed to the ground by an invisible hand to prevent him from struggling out.

Since he is held hostage by time, it is similar to Xue Wushu, a Daoless Yama, and his comprehension of time can be described as extremely difficult. In the slow long road, there are few people who can understand one or two.

Now a genius has come out, and the rules of time have been comprehended, not to mention, and the second stage of application has been reached: manipulating time. This was unexpected by the Wild Clan.

I thought that relying on the treasure of the clan could at least make the ancestral land undefeated, but now I underestimated the most mysterious rules in the world.

Time, except for the Daoless Underworld, as far as Xue Wushu knows, there is a difference between speed and slowness. Therefore, time is inherently there, but the difference between chaos and non-chaos is the same.

Zhenshi Shi has suppressed thousands of people, but it can't extract what should have been and has been there since ancient times, and time is like this. Perhaps it was suppressed by the magical power of the Zhenshi Stone, but now, the time rules that have been integrated into the original texture of the plane, how to suppress it, how to extract it, and how to exist when it is withdrawn from time?

There is, but it was chaotic and incompatible before, so it was suppressed, and now it has actually merged into the original time rules of the plane, how to suppress it?

These are Xue Wusuan's perceptions and feelings, and they are also facts. There are also many people among the desolate tribe who have discovered this situation, and they want to change it but can't do it.

Xue Wusuan couldn't help but complain in his heart. The rules of time, or the rules of time are foreign, and they are so chaotic and unreasonable, this is not allowed by the Heavenly Dao in any plane, and it will also be directly rejected, and this is not something that can be solved by cultivation or the like. Even a powerhouse like "Jiang" could not forcibly impose and integrate the rules of time he comprehended into the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

However, this is the status plane of the Ancient Age, not an ordinary plane.

As far as Xue Wusuan was concerned, he didn't know how many magical planes there were among the thousands of planes in the world, but he knew that the Ancient Land was undoubtedly the most bizarre one, and there was no one.

One is that the time that the Ancient Land has existed is too long, too long, even beyond the existence time of most Heavenly Dao, and it can almost be compared to that ethereal Dao.

Yes, this is a plane where there is no Heavenly Dao, and everything operates according to the rules of nature, plus some details of the Desolate Clan.

A plane that has existed for almost the oldest time, but has never been controlled by the Heavenly Dao, is unique. It is precisely because of this that this method of "Jiang" can be easily integrated into the rules of time that already exist in this face, which makes Zhen Shishi have the illusion that he can't deal with it if he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Hundreds of millions of times of time has passed, this is directly a super move that can destroy the entire desolate race, it doesn't take too long, as long as it lasts for a few months, the strongest people of the desolate race who are already in the second half of their lives will start to weaken due to aging, lose most of their combat effectiveness, and then be slaughtered by one side.

"Never" will not let this situation go unchecked, he has no way to isolate the ravages of the rules of time, but he can interrupt it!

"Toast and don't eat and drink! Then I've done one, and let me see how capable you are of this desolate rebellion!" A loud shout "Jue" The golden light flashed in his hand, and a long sword was in his hand, and then the long sword trembled slightly, turning into thousands of sword shadows for a moment, densely suspended around his body, like a vast jungle of sharp edges!

"Edgeworth? No, this is the realm of swords!"

Xue Wusuan, who was watching the play, frowned, even if he felt the battle through the nails arranged by himself, he still had a surging sense of crisis in his heart. This is the realm, a means that is completely constructed by one's own cognition and independent of the rules of the dimensional world. He had seen many realms that could structure their own domains before, but it was the first time he had seen such a powerful realm.

Sword, murder weapon, master killing. The Realm, the Land of Killing! Accept all things in heaven and earth, kill everything, slaughter everything!

Is there really anyone who cultivates such an extreme field?!

Xue Wushu was a little surprised, but it seemed that the "Jiang" who was facing the sword realm was not surprised at all, and even the sneer on his face did not change at all, his eyes fell on the opposite "Jue", and he said: "The realm is not bad, but it's a pity." As I said, for countless years, the Desolate Race has always stood still, and their understanding of power is still so narrow. Come on, let me tell you what really is powerful. ”

Before the words fell, I saw that a long sword flashed out of "Jiang's" hand, which was simple and dull, even ordinary, without the slightest mana fluctuation, and did not raise the slightest domain, but it was a very random straight stab, meeting the overwhelming thousands of golden swords!

"Boom!"

Loud and sound, like a tsunami, rose out of thin air, sweeping in all directions, affecting the entire ancient land! Everything in its path was shattered! I don't know how many monks who had not had time to move deep underground were reduced to dust in this catastrophe.

The result?

"The patriarch won?!"

The sound of surprise sounded immediately, although he couldn't see the scene at the core, the aftermath of the chaos couldn't even enter the perception, and he couldn't find out. But the terrifying turbulence of time around him was really taken back. In other words, after this blow, the contemporary patriarch of the Desolate Clan really interrupted the means of "Jiang". Didn't Mo really win?

The smoke and dust cleared, and the entire plane focused on this heart, where victory or defeat was related to the direction of this great battle.

If the "absolute" wins, the desolate clan will gain the momentum, but no matter how you fight later, you can be regarded as having the upper hand.

If "Jiang" wins, the desolate clan will lose the opportunity, and there will be no means of coercion according to the rules of time, and the end can be predicted.

It can be said that it is now occupying a major node.

After a long time, the aftermath of the power finally dissipated, and countless perceptions probed into the past, and then there was silence again.

An ordinary long sword, held in the hand of the usual "Jiang", and held a golden long sword against it, so that it could not advance half an inch. The sword jungle that filled the sky before was gone at this moment, and the "Jue" who was holding the golden sword on the opposite side also had a smile on his face.

Who won?

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Jue's mouth, and then he laughed and said, "The Desolate Clan can stand for countless years, but how can they really stand still?