Five Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Five Chapters?? The True Meaning of Time

time!

That is the most powerful source.

Jian Wushuang is a Taoist, how can he control it.

Even a supreme powerhouse like Moruo cannot feel the origin of time.

Only when the space reaches the perfect state of the universe will it feel time, and the perfect powerhouses in the extreme, like Wu Zuo, can be recognized by the source of time.

A sword fluttered.

The world has slowed down, but it has remained the same, irresistible.

Miesheng's eyes were round and round, and his hand suddenly stretched out. Compared with Jianying, it seemed to be fast, but there was nothing to do.

The palm could not grasp the sword shadow at all.

Instead, his entire arm began to compress without any external damage. A rounded arm turned into a thin piece of paper.

Desires who want to get away, panic!

"How can you master the time, it's impossible!" Mie Sheng couldn't believe it.

The original plan was very good, using Jiang Shang to attract Jian Wushuang to come, and the deity to stop Zhenling.

His desire is great.

Although the force of death and the force of life restrain each other, they can merge with each other.

Just after the collision between the two, after the power of death and the power of life merged, the power that erupted was unbelievable, it was an aura that was stronger than any kind of power.

If it can be integrated with Jian Wushuang, one hand will die and the other will be life.

I am afraid that the strength of this deity will instantly soar to the extreme.

Mastering these two powers will lead to a truly invincible avenue.

What he never imagined was that besides mastering the power of life, Jian Wushuang was able to create such a powerful secret.

The secret art contains the true meaning of time, which is already a move at the level of the secret law of the universe.

main idea!

Maybe not.

Huiqing's body, from the arm to the whole body, and the surrounding thousands of miles, turned into a painting.

That aura of death completely disappeared without leaving a trace.

Before the avatar of Mie Sheng died, although there was unwillingness in his eyes, there was also some madness.

For him, the stronger Jian Wushuang is, the more excited he is.

This time, he was not fully prepared, but Jian Wushuang won't have such good luck next time.

His deity can hold true spirits in the sea of ​​origin, and he can come and go freely.

Jian Wushuang, a little Daoist, can't stop him.

The breath of death has been shrouded in the four secret realms from now on.

The sea of ​​origin!

Zhenling was furious, staring at the old man who was standing in front of a leaf boat, the corners of his eyes kept beating.

"I know you!" Zhenling pointed at the other party with fear in his eyes.

Extinct!

At that time, Moruo was one of the four six-tribulation realm powerhouses in time and space, and he was the only six-tribulation realm powerhouse who did not seek refuge in Qishen Temple.

In the ancient times, the other party was extremely low-key, and in the end Moruo's time and space were destroyed, and the other party disappeared.

Originally thought it was fallen, but I didn't expect to be alive, and it was in Qishen Temple.

A Six Tribulation Realm infiltrated the Divine Temple!

That's not bad.

Destruction and True Spirit did not really do anything, but were far away from each other.

Different from the fear of the true spirit, there is only joking in the eyes of Miesheng.

"You really let me down!" Mie Sheng stared at the true spirit and continued: "I'm going to make up my mind about Jian Wushuang, even if Qi Shen is reborn, I can't keep him, I said!"

This is not a big talk, but real confidence.

Zhenling stared at Miesheng, and said coldly: "I'm afraid your appetite is too big to eat him!"

Mie Sheng was stunned by these words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in surprise: "You seem to know something that you shouldn't know!"

"Haha, the combination of death and life is so hard to guess!" Zhenling smiled awkwardly.

Poor acting skills can't be concealed in the face of death.

Miesheng kept staring at the true spirit, and then his face softened slightly, the boat turned into a broken ancient boat, and began to retreat slowly, leaving a sentence before disappearing: "Now that you know, you should not interfere in this matter, don't you forget,

The purpose of the Qishen Temple is to regenerate the Qishen! "

"Who is born, and who is dead!" Zhenling seemed to have a tone that he was the deity.

In his spiritual consciousness, there is only one explanation, and that is to revive the splendor of Qishen Temple in the ancient times, and there is nothing else.

After the extinction retreated, Zhenling breathed a sigh of relief, his face was extremely solemn, and he tore open the space and headed directly to the human world.

The war in the human world has just ended.

Huiqing turned into a portrait. On the portrait, Huiqing held a hand with a white blade, full of martial arts.

It's a pity it's forever stuck in this moment.

Jian Wushuang looked down at the portrait floating in the void.

As soon as he pointed it out, he turned into a sharp blade and instantly cut out Huiqing's portrait, and the rest of the desert that was turned into a portrait was swept away by the sharp sword energy and turned into powder, as if it had never appeared here before.

Jiang Shang looked anxious and wanted to rush up, but was blocked by Moruo.

Carefully put away Huiqing's portrait, and found that mustard seeds could not be put in it, which proved that Huiqing could still be saved, and Jian Wushuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If this really kills Huiqing, he won't be able to be a man in the future.

Not only to kill his apprentice, but also to behead Huiqing himself.

"He's not dead!" Jian Wushuang turned his head to look at Jiang Shang, knowing that the true spirit was coming soon, he seemed very calm.

Jiang Shang's breath was unstable. The strength that had just erupted was indeed very powerful, but now it has declined again.

The same is true of his own breath. The complete sword just now almost drained him of the origin of kendo.

It also takes an hour for the power of life to be transformed into the power of all things to continuously replenish.

This sword is his strongest sword so far, and it is also the strongest unique skill that he can traverse among the peaks.

It would be a mistake to be able to perform it. He didn't expect to be able to cut out a million swords in one breath like other moves.

It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to do it after he reaches the emperor.

If he really wants to achieve that level, I am afraid that he is truly invincible in the extreme.

Now that a sword can seal the powerhouse who has just entered the peak, even Moruo may not be able to block this sword.

He can really go all the way.

It's a pity that it is too single, and only this sword can threaten the peak.

Whoa!

The deity of the true spirit came in person, and the terrifying aura spread out, and Jian Wushuang and Moruo hurriedly bowed to pay their respects.

Jiang Shang had seen the avatar of the true spirit and knew the identity of the other party, but in the face of several chases, she was already full of hostility towards the true spirit.

At first she thought it was Jian Wushuang who was behind her back, but now that she knew it was the real spirit, she was relieved.

If it is really because of her that it affects Master Huiqing, then give this life to the other party.

"Tsk tsk, it's really exciting!" Zhenling pressed his hands, motioned Jian Wushuang and the others to get up, and walked directly in front of Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang lowered her head and clenched her fists. Facing the true spirit, even if she broke out again, she would have no chance of winning. Facing the true spirit, she had no choice but to be slaughtered by others. This situation made the origin of her body change again.