Years are a kind of rule, this rule, heaven and earth can be mastered, but those who can be enlightened are extremely rare, even if they are enlightened, they are only the artistic conception implied, so as to perceive. Back then, on the Vermilion Bird Star, Wang Lin once met a person, and this person's artistic conception is the years!

At that time, Wang Lin felt the power of the artistic conception of these years, even the lark at that time was very concerned about this artistic conception. It can be said that in the entire Vermilion Bird Star, there is only one person who has such a cypress artistic conception!

Right now, the words of this Blood Dragon Ancient reverberate, and the power of the years appeared on it, and this power has been countless times after the years, and it is incomparable at all, and it has become a rule!

Under the rules of these years, the entire void land is shrouded in it, and in the void, a pair of Luo Tian monks are flying slowly, looking around vigilantly, there are dozens of them, as long as they don't encounter too strong ancient qi refiners, they are enough to stand firm in this void.

But now, when the power of the years echoed and penetrated past these people, one of the young men who had cultivated the weakest immediately trembled, and he looked like he was in his twenties, although he was not his actual age, but it seemed to be so.

The trembling of his body was not controlled by him, but trembled inexplicably, "It was as if a cold qi was rising from his body, and gradually, a trace of wrinkles appeared on his smooth skin, and soon these wrinkles continued to superimpose, and he felt that his body was very tired, and his cultivation was even more stagnant under the operation.

All this was just an instant, and the young man was almost confused, and his ears seemed to be far away, and there was an exclamation in his ears, and there was a fear in the voice of this exclamation.

The young man was stunned and wanted to turn his head to look, but his body was sore, as if he was turning his head, which was a little inconvenient.

"I ...... What's wrong with me......" The young man's eyes were even more blurry, without the clarity of the past, as if separated by a layer of fog, he slowly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, antique to rub off this fog.

Xu is eye rubbing action had an effect, and there was a moment of clarity in front of his eyes, and he saw that the Daoists around him were far away from him one by one, and their eyes looked at him with fear and horror.

He saw the junior sister who had secretly made a lifelong commitment to Beiji, and at this moment she was also frightened in the distance, and she no longer had the slightest gentleness in the past.

The last thing he saw was his right hand rubbing his eyes, and the whole person was stunned, it was a hand full of wrinkles and brown spots......

"This ......" The young man's body trembled more distance, and he struggled to raise his hand and touch his face, and opened his mouth, as if a frightened voice was about to come out of his mouth, but ...... The voice was forever buried in him, never to be seen again.

Because his eyes had lost all life, and under the gaze of his companions around him, he was constantly aging, his head fell out, his teeth fell out, his bones were broken, and finally he didn't seem to have the weight of a single skin, and became a piece of dust, and his body shrank down and died...... Old Dead ......

Yi's strange scene made the surroundings quiet, beyond the imagination of the monks around, but time was ruthless and did not give them half a point, and there was another woman among the crowd, showing signs of aging.

Soon, this aging seemed contagious, as did all monks.

It was as if at this moment, the heavens had disqualified them from being monks, from their lives of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, from all their rights, and from bringing those hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years to them in an instant.

These dozens of monks are just a corner, at this moment, all the scope of this void land, the same scene is constantly born, one by one, no matter where they are, but as long as they are here, they cannot escape the advent of the rules of the years. Only those Shattered Nirvana monks can resist, but ...... There are not many monks.

Every time a monk dies in the midst of the ages, an invisible aura emanates from his body and rushes towards the center of the Void.

Gradually, in this void land, one breath after another galloped, their degree can not be described as a monk, these breaths seem to be a part of heaven and earth, once they move at this moment, they will come to the center of the void land in a blink of an eye, and the blood dragon body that has exerted the magic power of the years.

As the monk continued to die, the aura became more and more, constantly integrating into the blood dragon's body, and soon, the ice crystals of the Lanlun factory on the blood dragon's body began to collapse, and its body, as if injected with new vitality, made the ice crystals click and tear.

The eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect have not had the slightest influence under the supernatural powers of these years, and Ruhong's figure is getting closer and closer to where the blood dragon is!

In the other direction opposite to theirs, Yan Leizi respectfully followed behind the old man in black in front of him, as he stepped forward, the old man in black did not move fast, but every time he raised his foot, the nothingness below him was a crazy contraction, as if to turn this infinite distance of heaven and earth into an inch...... This is not a shrinking inch that needs to be integrated into heaven and earth, but a shrinking inch into an empty space! There is no need to integrate into heaven and earth, where he is, it is heaven and earth, even if there is a realm, it is only an inch!

He was not in a hurry to go, so he maintained a certain rhythm and walked like a cloud and water step by step. Yan Leizi's eyes were even more respectful, and behind the old man, he was naturally shrouded in that strange supernatural power by the old man.

At the moment when the rules of the years shrouded the void, Wang Lin also felt its existence, but his body was originally composed of rocks, and the rocks were born when the moon and stars were born, and there was no calculation from the time of the present.

The power of the years envelops his body, even if there are many years, if there is no wind blowing, the rock is still a rock......

Calmly hurrying forward, Wang Lin saw that the monks around him had turned into nothingness under the years, and all of them had disappeared. "If we don't have the identity of a monk, if we don't have supernatural powers, we ...... After all, he is just a mortal......" Wang Lin sighed in his heart, but the degree was not slow at all.

"If it is the ontology that comes today, under the rules of the years...... Like them, I will be a part of this nothingness...... Unexpectedly, a dignified monk, who has been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, has understood the rules of heaven and earth, but sometimes, it is not as good as a stone......" Wang Lin shook his head, witnessing all this in front of him, he suddenly had a new understanding of the word Dao.

The blood dragon in the center of the Void Land absorbed the breath of countless monks who had died under the years, and the blue ice crystals on its body finally collapsed with a bang.

Its majestic body lifted up and let out a roar towards the void of heaven and earth! In the midst of this roar, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared above it, and this whirlpool was also immense, constantly spinning, and the sound of roaring echoed all around. A cold voice slowly peeked out from within the whirlpool, permeating the void.

"I, wait for you to come!" At the moment when the voice came out, the old man in black who came in the distance paused, his eyes showed solemnity, and the Yan Leizi behind him was silent, this voice, he heard it twice, but this time, it was clearer than before, and there was a monstrous madness contained in it.

This kind of madness, contempt for the rules, disdain for the way of heaven, but when it fell in the ears of Yan Leizi, he didn't have any intention of feeling that the other party was talking nonsense...... The power of a single shot outside the Vermilion Bird Star is enough to possess this kind of madness! The Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect paused at the same time, looking at the swirling whirlpool in front of them from afar, and sank down, but soon, there were different degrees of gloom and greed in their eyes.

Wang Lin also heard this voice, he paused, looked up and looked ahead, his eyes showed an unyielding look, no matter how strong this Tuosen is, no matter how difficult the road is, but if Larsen wants to kill him Wang Lin, he will never bow his head! "There are many people who want to kill me, but right now, I am still alive and well......" The corner of Wang Lin's mouth showed a sneer, raised his steps, and walked forward again. In a word, it's the truth.

At this moment, this place of nothingness is not only the few people who are far from the center of the place to survive, but also some monks of Broken Nirvana, after resisting the rules of the years, silently approaching from all directions of this place of nothingness.

In the rest of the levels outside the Void Land, those monks who did not enter the Void were lucky enough to escape the power of the rules of the years and survive.

In this land of the ancient gods, in addition to nothingness, there is also a place, where it exists, and it can even be said that it does not belong to the land of the ancient gods, because it ...... This is the land of the ancient gods......

This sentence may be a bit contradictory, but in fact, this land of ancient gods has only one entrance on the Vermilion Bird Star, and the land of the ancient gods that this entrance leads to is a place that does not belong here. The spatial crack in the star field, this crack is very large, enough to lay down an incomparably huge eight-star ancient god body!

Whether it's nothingness or level, in fact, it's all in the body of this ancient god...... Just like at this moment, Wang Lin, the Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, and the old man in black, where they are located is in the chest of the ancient gods.

And in this quiet space crack, the body of the ancient god that had been lying here for countless years, within the fourth of the eight dim stars in the center of its eyebrows, if it was magnified countless times, it could be seen that "In the deepest place, there is a person sitting cross-legged!

This man was a middle-aged scribe, with an arrogance in his ordinary appearance, and he sat there as if it had been a long, long time, and he had not moved. His name is Wujizi......