Chapter 1161: Historical wheel

This battlefield collapsed.
Everything has returned to chaos, and all the laws of the universe have been reduced to nothingness.
The area at the core of the war has all become endless electromagnetic light and particles, chaos interwoven into a mass, and a large number of enlightened people began to fall.
As the first ancient between heaven and earth, he was arguing for chaos, and repairing one of the core laws of the Dao, which is not a one-dimensional law at all. Moreover, he killed a few of his strongest with a violent storm. The disciples, seized their Dadao bloodline, became the ultimate life of the five Dadao bloodlines...
This kind of power is simply unimaginable!
But it is not unmatched after all.
Even though Yi Mang had the strongest power, he was still alone.
He had to face three thousand saints of chaos. They proved that the avenues are extremely extraordinary, and their fighting power can be turned against the sky. After he caught a surprise, he quickly reacted.
Yimang fell into a disadvantage.
boom!
No matter how strong he is, he can't resist such terrible siege.
In the distance, a respectable sage of the universe is frightened, frightened and frightened, and his face is incredible!
The pure and selfless they respected so much, for the great sage who opened the earth, the first ancient between heaven and earth, at this time, already full of desires, covered by the breath of evil, with greed, as if falling into the dust With seven emotions and six desires, he became extremely strange.
It seems to have become two creatures.
boom! !
They are still besieging, even though the Taoist ancestors are strong, they can't bear the three thousand saints who profess the Taoism and live outside the universe.
"Useless...Useless..."
With a mantle of his hair, his eyes are black, and he has an unimaginable astonishment. Looking at the group of saints who surrounded him, "You are all my disciples and descendants, I am inferior, but..."
He gradually regained his youth, like a dragon and a tiger, resisting the siege of all beings,
"At this time, a time of 10,000 years a day accelerates, in the high dimension, can you bear it? I only need to delay it for a while, and you will naturally die old and be assimilated by the entire universe..."
He was indifferent in his words.
But the sages of the universe around them are directly eclipsed.
As four-dimensional creatures, they have studied, but never really fought, but even if they learn, no one can kill anyone.
At that time, their lifespan was unlimited, and there was no loss in entering a high-dimensional space and time, but now it is different... After the ultimate proof, their lifespan has a limit.
With the end of life, they can no longer advance their lives arbitrarily.
They clearly felt that when entering the high-dimensional space-time, life was rapidly depleting and assimilated by the universe.
Even some powerful cosmic saints have begun to appear surrounded by dead air, lingering black, and strange and scary spots appear on their skin.
And they try to reverse their bodies, go back to the timeline, and return to their childhood, but the injury still exists in the world and will not reverse with time.
In front of him, Yimang and them fought in the high-dimensional space and time of 10,000 days a day. In order to maintain the battle, they must burn their life and enter the same dimension, but the lifespan of Yimang has exceeded them...
"The one who died first will be us."
A creepy thought appeared in the mind of the Three Thousand Saints.
"Do you understand, then stop."
Yimang stopped and looked faint, as if completely degenerated into a demon, haunted by evil spirits,
"If you go on like this, it is you who fell first...and I also wanted what I wanted, and killed the disciples to seize the blood of Dadao, and strengthen my own combat power to resist the assimilation of the entire Dadao... Now, Life expectancy is long enough, and it is meaningless for us to fight again."
Three thousand saints on the Avenue, stopped in silence.
They don’t know what to say, or how to do it...
They clearly knew that all this was in the calculation of Yimang. He knew that he was a saint facing the entire universe, and he could also retreat with his whole body.
At the same time, all the saints present also knew that this was not as simple as the saints who fell down on several Avenues, which would open an unprecedented era.
The beginning of a decaying, dark universe.
Before, in the chaos, all the inborn gods and demons, kind, pure, no intentions, friendly to each other, humiliating and laughing together, will be completely gone.
At this point, all the saints on the avenue began to be alert to other existences, to prevent other attacks, and to extend their lives.
Their iron plate completely collapsed and fell apart.
The next three thousand Taoists were not to be alert to Dao Yimeng's assassination. Daoist Yimang was already consummated, but to alert other saints to secretly attack themselves.
"It's changing..."
As the youngest ninth disciple, Nie B has a bitter face.
The strongest first four brothers have been killed, leaving only their five disciples alive.
Nie Yi respectfully worshipped and said, "Master, you have opened a new era."
This time, Yi Mang did not speak, but was silent for a while.
Silently turned away, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
He has no face to face the whole earth.
He knows clearly that after taking this step, he will bring terrible influence, disasters, calculations, disputes, and everything to the future generations of the universe.
He still remembers the time, with the group of ignorant guys who laughed a lot, hooked shoulder to shoulder, ran in chaos, watching them feel that the days were boring and committed suicide, they simply vowed to open a fun and boring paradise for them.. .
he made it.
The dreams of the early boyhood came true.
Everything is fun and bustling, but really... is it a paradise?
"It's out of control, everything is no longer under my control...." Yi Mang recalled the brave words that led everyone to stand at the height of the stone carving. Suddenly he felt sad and closed his eyes silently. I vaguely heard the sound of a certain belief in my heart completely broken.
Suddenly, the woman B behind her couldn't help but ask:
"Is life decay only by accident, or is eternal life bound to decay in the future?"
Yi Mang's back visibly froze for a moment, but he did not answer, and strode into the darkness.
...
Soon, the first disaster broke out faster than anyone else.
In the course of the separation of the three thousand deities and gods, a terrible state of affairs emerged. An archaic deity was assassinated on the way back and seized the road.
It was a powerful and mysterious existence, secretly shielding the heavens, and no existence knew who the hands were.
All the saints on the road did not speak, and came to look at the remnants of the battle and left.
They clearly know that the ignorant past is no longer coming back. The simplicity of their inborn gods and demons has disappeared. They no longer simply open their minds and sit down and say that the whole acquired universe is full of cunning, insidious, and dark.
The saints began to calculate each other in the Tianwai Dojo.
The universe... began to become a dark forest, leading to eternal decay.
Less than a year.
The major beings have begun to nurture the next generation of disciples, hoping that they will prove the truth.
However, no one knows whether they are nurturing disciples with the same kind of thoughts as they were back then.
However, the speed of cultivation did not keep up with their decay. After all, the first group of saints had a short life span. After the war, their life span flew and they were on the verge of death. They had no time to wait.
A big battle comes faster than anyone thinks.
The chain reaction is also more terrifying than all avenues exist.
"The destructive catastrophe of the innate gods and demons is completely approaching..." At the tip of the universe, Xu Zhi pinched his fingers and calculated it, as if he saw a great horror from the past.
"Dead, all dead..."
There is an unimaginable sadness in Xu Zhi's heart, as if he has seen the vast torrent of history, and even he is extremely complicated,
"The age of Hongmeng and Chaos, the world is not open, the creatures at that time were the purest and kindest, and there were no misunderstandings... The three thousand saints who preached in the chaos are the simplest group of powers between heaven and earth. Opening the way for future generations, setting rules for the life, is the most devout seeker, not before, and the afterlife will not have them so pure... but eventually reduced to this sad end."
Run away...
Some saints do not want to go to war and choose to avoid the world.
But no one escaped...
Xu Zhi saw the outbreak of war.
The starry sky was collapsed.
The chaos of the three thousand ancient gods, they symbolize the map of the avenue branches of the entire universe, causing a terrible chain reaction.
There is not an era in the later generations where so many saints of witness can appear at the same time, and they all have the strongest set of laws. Their battle seems to be the collapsed bone promise card, and the rules of the universe have been completely torn and transformed. For each piece.
The newly established planet, river system, and even the born-born spirits that have just been bred are all transformed into a cloud of mist and dissipated in the universe.
This is a catastrophe.
None of those three thousand enlightened existences could be avoided.
This battle is unimaginable. I don't know how long it has passed, and everything in the universe is empty, ushered in an unprecedented great silence.
The deaths and injuries were too tragic.
Even the paper looked numb.
It stands to reason that every saint on the Avenue only needs to kill four to be successful, but in the later stage of the war, it is completely mad, no one can keep his hands, and no one can control it. There are only more than one hundred saints on the Avenue, Completed the blood of the Five Avenues and survived successfully.
In this battle, they consumed too much life, even though the combat power became extremely strong, they could resist the assimilation of the universe, and they knew that they would live shortly.
"We are the last....After our fall, our era is coming to an end."
They glanced at the wreckage eliminated by the blood sea, full of souls and souls.
Another thousand years passed.
The broken universe reunited under the remaining saints of the Avenue and developed again.
Everything is chaotic, but under the rules, the chaotic world begins to re-separate automatically, repair itself, the planet, light, soil, everything reappears...
Life has also been regenerated.
Those ancient cosmic avenues that existed that year existed, hiding in the chaotic dojo outside the heavens to avoid the world, in order to reduce the assimilation of the avenue to itself.
But the sage does not appear, the rules of heaven and earth are approaching stability, and under the condition of the law of life, a large number of lives in the entire universe begin to naturally condense and form, and they begin to have civilization again.
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When Xu Zhi saw a planet, an indigenous tribe began to develop civilization, and could not help but flash a long-lost sense of familiarity.
The rules of the universe only laid most of the rules, but the heavens and earth are still in the shape of most rough embryos, which can only be regarded as the early stage of chaos.
"Everything has yet to be developed." Xu Zhi sighed softly, hesitated, and looked at Yimang, who had never appeared before in the twilight years of the three thousand gods and demon of the universe.
He is old.
Even if it extends the life span, it has to go to the end of life.
Because he is a maniac, he accelerates his life in high-dimensional space and time, one thousand years a day, at this time only a short time has passed, and more than 200,000 years have passed.
Obviously extended the life, but do not care about their own life and continue to accelerate...
Xu Zhi sighed, but could understand Yi Mang's complicated mood. This lonely man who seemed to have opened the entire universe like Xiao Xiong, in fact, the chaotic battle of the ancient gods and demons gave his heart a deep blood penetration. With a knife, he did not choose to stop, because everything was opened by him.
He has lived in deep self-blame for all these years, almost painless with pain, and has an urge to do so.
"The years are a torrent. I have never changed anything, nor will I change the trajectory of history, because I want to know what happened to it but"
Xu Zhi looked up, suddenly silent.
After thinking for a while, he decided to meet the last side of Yimang at the last moment of his life, to see the ancient who was called a hero and eventually fell, because Xu Zhi knew that seeing him at this time was not enough to affect The trajectory of the entire era.
Nothing will affect the destiny anymore.