Chapter 1257 Lin Xuan, the First God King of the Twelve Universes
Chapter 1257 Lin Xuan, the First God King of the Twelve Universes
The first god king of the twelve universes made a move at this time, and the endless power of time and space began to surge.
God King Ling was trembling, wanting to get out of Lin Yue's control, go to the hands of the former master, and suppress the opponent together with him.
"Xiaoling, you don't need to come." The first generation of god king stopped the god king order.
The first god king of the twelve universes, showing boundless self-confidence.
Although he has passed away, what appears now is just a reflection from before the ancient history, but he is still not afraid of anything.
Time and space, in his hands, are like tame pets.
Raising your hand is the supreme means, nothing can resist.
"The ages are in a hurry, only I, Lin Xuan!"
An understatement, but with boundless domineering.
Its voice seems to have penetrated through the ages, and has truly passed into reality.
Xu Yishui and Luo looked at the man shrouded in mist with shock.
The first god kings of the Twelve Universes did not use the power of the ancient characters, but what they showed was even more mysterious than the ancient characters.
Lin Yue stood in front.
Being led by Lin Xuan, the divine sense was submerged in the fragments of the long river of time.
Although it was only a thread that was led away.
Lin Yue can now clearly perceive the battle.
I saw that on the real long river of time, there were two powerful figures standing.
One is dressed in white, and the other is a pair of pupils condensed by evil aura.
It has no real form, but everything is being swallowed by him.
The periods of time below are like a speck of dust, appearing inconspicuous under their figures.
Lin Yue's current ray of divine sense has completely merged with Lin Xuan's.
It seems that now he is Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan is him, and the two have a high degree of compatibility regardless of each other.
Let Lin Yue clearly perceive the power of Taoism in Lin Xuan's body.
Lin Yue knew that this was deliberately done by his ancestors to preach for him through eternity.
I saw time and space, all under Lin Xuan's feet, turned into substance.
Like two grinding discs, they pressed down on the strange substance, trying to smash it into pieces.
The strange substance said a word at this time, but I couldn't understand it, even the divine sense couldn't perceive its specific meaning.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, once you wake up, I will kill you once, until your unyielding will is shattered." Lin Xuan was very indifferent.
And Bai Xiaoli was on the side, curling his lips in disdain.
Obviously, he couldn't understand Lin Xuan's words very much.
But now his cultivation base has not returned to the peak state, and it cannot play a real role.
Otherwise, before that, he would have suppressed the evil substances here.
That's how strong and confident he is.
Lin Xuan stands above the long river of time, as if overlooking the years, his eyes only pay attention, revealing a sense of vicissitudes.
Lin Yue could clearly perceive this state of mind.
At this time, a different feeling arose in his heart.
It seems that it is another step closer to breaking through the source god realm.
The millstone transformed by time and space has been crushed towards evil matter.
The evil matter can't even resist, and the body is imprisoned on the long river of time.
Lin Xuan is the master of time and space, no one can break free under his means, the only way is to fall.
I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like eternity, but also like an instant.
Evil matter is crushed.
However, on the upstream of the fragments of the broken river of time, there are evil substances converging towards the wisp of will that is about to disappear.
Lin Xuan just looked at it lightly and didn't stop him.
He seemed to be deliberately giving Lin Yue the way to understand himself.
The long river of time is swaying, and the peerless figures in every period of ancient history have sensed the change and looked at the high-altitude Taoism.
The long river of time looms in every era, but it is quickly forgotten by people, and it is difficult for them to remember a moment.
As the evil matter continues to gather towards the will, and gradually grows stronger, it is about to break free from the cage formed by time and space.
Lin Xuan just lightly stretched out a finger, and the power on the millstone skyrocketed again.
Until now, Lin Xuan still didn't do his best, he was playing with this evil substance.
"It seems that you are really going to break through that step." Bai Xiaoli looked at Lin Xuan's method with a rare serious expression.
"You don't have to give up on that path to make a living for future generations." Bai Xiaoli looked at the slender figure standing on the long river of time, and said in a low voice, as if talking to himself.
Lin Xuan did not respond to his words.
The evil matter was wiped out again.
It's just that the evil matter, which seems to be flowing continuously, has that kind of matter, which appeared in the long river of history and began to gather.
However, Lin Xuan didn't show any emotion.
It was just as he said.
Every time the evil substance is revived, it will be wiped out once, and its unyielding will will be crushed.
I don't know how long it has passed.
The evil matter has been gathered nine times.
Every time, it was easily wiped out by Lin Xuan.
...
Until the long river of time began to dim.
There was no longer any accumulation of evil substances, so Lin Xuan stopped.
"I wanted to erase it more, but it seems that you have started to be cautious and afraid." Lin Xuan's words were filled with regret and ridicule at the same time.
He said this to that evil substance.
Such arrogance and confidence.
His figure began to slowly dissipate.
Sitting cross-legged on the long river of history, Lin Xuan showed his sadness for the first time.
"In the future, everyone has passed away, relatives, close friends, I have mastered time and space, and it is difficult to bring you back..."
Lin Xuan looked at the upper reaches of the long river of time, but he couldn't see the figure of the person he knew well.
Because in that battle, even the true spirits of those people were wiped out, and the figures in the long river of history were completely wiped out.
They only exist in Lin Xuan's memory now.
Lin Yue could clearly feel the sadness.
The shock of God King Ling became more and more intense, as if he was about to come to the long river of time and accompany his master to complete this final journey.
But with Lin Xuan's fingertips, Shenwang Ling fell silent completely.
He didn't want God King Ling to appear by his side. The opponents he encountered in that era were too powerful and unpredictable.
You can follow the cause and effect to erase the divine king's decree.
The Divine King Token is the only artifact left by Lin Xuan's side.
Lingzhi has been born, and he doesn't want his only thing to disappear.
After a long time, Lin Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the long river of time, completely disappeared.
Even traces of existence have been eliminated.
Even in the memories of Luo and Xu Yishui, Lin Xuan never appeared.
Lin Yue's spiritual thoughts returned to his body.
He was silent for a long time, and finally, he bowed to the long river of time that was about to disappear, and bid farewell to his first ancestor.
Lin Yue was silent for a very long time.
In his heart, a thought arose, if he arrived at that day, would he also repeat the mistakes of his first ancestor.
Everyone around me has passed away, and I have searched through the long river of history, and I will never see their figures again, leaving only myself, alone with the way of heaven...
"What just happened?"
Xu Yishui said with doubts: "It seems that a memory has disappeared in my mind."
Lin Yue and Bai Xiaoli did not answer Xu Yishui's doubts.
Lin Yue, Bai Xiaoli, and Luo returned to the chaotic river of time.
Bai Xiaoli and Lin Yue did not answer Xu Yishui's question.
The evil substance is very strange, if it appears in the memory of a living being, as long as there is a thought, it may be revived.