Chapter 840 The Book of Time

In time, it can be more than a foot long and square, crystal clear, almost transparent, shiny, mysterious and strange, making people uneasy.

Time is indelible, and this kind of human skin is also called the skin of the gods.

There are many characters on it, densely packed, and engraved on the front and back. The eyesight of a human being can't see clearly at all, and the handwriting is very small.

These ancient characters, iron hooks and silver strokes, "Dao Jin is like a blue dragon like an iron snake, like thousands of swords are glued to it, and a clanging sound is heard across the ages.

At this moment, as if standing in the icy cold, the cold is biting to the bone, as if in the face of thousands of crying gods, the ancient sages' skins are constantly flickering with crystal clear luster.

As soon as Qi Luo pointed out, the smoke and clouds flowed, but the skin of the gods did not move.

"chi"

Finally, some small characters glowed, like small dragons moving, dazzling and dazzling, and strokes cut through the void.

"It's not like this." Qi Luo frowned, then opened his mouth and spewed out three mouthfuls of milky white innate essence, all of which fell on the crystal clear human skin.

"buzz"

This piece of heaven and earth is like a closed box, and the inside is shaken. There can be hundreds of small characters on the skin of the gods, and they are all branded in the void, all of them are clear.

Ye Fan was amazed and felt an inexplicable power, as if there was a change of time, the place was a little chaotic.

Qi Luo was struggling, his brows furrowed, and hundreds of small characters were suspended, surrounding him, densely packed.

"It still won't work, these small characters simply refuse to obey the call, and they can't use their power."

"Boom"

When he sucked back Xiahui and swallowed the innate essence into his body, the small characters were branded on the clear human skin, and he calmed down.

Tens of thousands of small characters with iron hooks and silver strokes, each stroke and stroke is a time symbol, so many small characters together, it will be a very powerful force.

However, ordinary people are not motivated, and the combination of over ten thousand runes will form a time node, change the trajectory of time, and incomparably terrifying things will happen within its envelope.

"This is the secret treasure of the Emperor Quan. It is difficult to understand unless it reaches the realm of a saint. It does not contain a divine sip, but requires a kind of energy to be opened," said Qi Luo.

Secret treasures, different from other weapons, have unique ways of using them, and they are not conventional weapons, but some are so powerful that they can destroy the sky.

"The Lord of Heaven, who has lived for two lives, is really amazing. He made such a secret weapon, and he dares to call it the master of time. He must have something special in thinking about it." Ye Fan said.

"In the past, the Lord of Heaven held the supreme scepter in one hand and the Time in the other. He was invincible, and the world was unstoppable. The ten moves in the world could not surpass the index of one hand," Qi Luo sighed.

"This is the skin of a quasi-emperor. After taking the medicine of immortality, he achieved the supreme fruit." Ye Fan turned it over and looked at it, holding it like a steel needle in his hand, his body was aching, and it was difficult to grasp.

If it hadn't been refined into a secret treasure, it wouldn't have been held in the hands at all, and the inherent rules of the killing path might hurt those nearby.

Ye Fan tried again and again, and finally the little golden man in the middle of his eyebrows took a step forward, sitting cross-legged on the one-foot-square skin, running the line of words, and swooping away.

Qi Luo's eyes almost popped out, and he hurriedly chased after him, and soon the brilliance flashed, the golden little man grinned, jumped up, and did not enter Sendai.

"How, what did you feel just now?"

Ye Fan opened his eyes abruptly, feeling the pain between his eyebrows, and said, "It's like a streamer, but it still doesn't involve time, it hurts like a needle stick.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he said, "Hey, that's not right, it's like making time pause for a moment, there is a gap, maybe it will be of great use in the future."

After that, he practiced and tried again and again, and small characters floated on the square skin that was more than one foot long, drowning the golden villain, and carrying it to gallop between the heavens and the earth.

"Unfortunately, there is only a momentary gap in time, and it is so fast that it is difficult to make use of it." Ye Fan said.

"Creating a fighter plane is still useful, and if it is used well, it is a lore," Qi Luo said, and he also tried many times.

Ye Fan nodded, this secret treasure is too high-level, and it is a tool that can only be used by people who belong to the saint or above. It is conceivable that the Lord of Heaven has a privileged staff in one hand and the king of time in the other.

After a long time, the two sat down on a piece of big green and began to talk in detail.

In the village of heaven, they have the secret of heaven, but they are missing a key part, that is, this quasi-emperor skin, which records the core things.

Of course, the core lacks branches and leaves, and the expansion without a car is a detailed rule, and it is not perfect. The combination of the two is the real inheritance of Zhoutian Court.

As for the secret of writing characters, it is another matter. Several leaders of the non-Heavenly Court cannot practice, and they are not included in this scripture.

On the same day, the two completed the scriptures of the heavenly court. It can be said that this scripture is shocking, and it is also called bloody. It is purely through killing!

There is no doubt that this kind of inheritance is not suitable for Ye Fan, and it is not the same as the path he takes. He just kills the enemy, but Heavenly Court regards killing as an instinct and a habit.

However, after careful study and careful observation, many Taos are very enlightening, which can make people understand by analogy. As for secret techniques, they can be used.

Ziro admitted frankly that he is not very far from the saint, and maybe he can set foot in that field in the future, and really challenge the hell and the world.

"Did they really kill saints?" Ye Fan asked.

The sanctification of a killer is quite a serious and terrifying thing. It is not just a casual talk about killing a sage. In a real life-and-death fight, a killing sage can kill many people of the same rank. It is difficult to be sanctified in this world, but since they have come back, how can they dare to appear in the world without the confidence? "Ziro frowned.

In the village of heaven, there can be more than 120 people, men, women and children, not too many, but they are all natural killers, the kind that cannot be integrated into the bones.

Ye Fan felt that if he found a mountaintop to teach, he would pull this group of people over and the foundation would be complete.

As for Ziro, he was passionate about building the heaven, and wanted to destroy the hell and the world. If he had to work hard, he would definitely do his best.

"You passed the test of the village of heaven, and now you are considered the son of heaven," said Qi Luo.

"Damn God, no matter how you hear it, it's all slaughtered. I have killed it myself, and I will never be the one." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Could it be that you are still directly the Lord of Heaven, and now you are too far away from the number one in the world." Ziro stared.

Two days later, Ye Fan brought Heihuang, Li Tian, ​​and Yan Yixi over to the village of heaven.

"Ye Xiaozi is not the son of the god, I am willing to be, I will give it up, condescend to be the master of a sect, and join the heaven temporarily" Li Tian shouted, and then searched everywhere, saying: "If there is a god, there must be a peerless goddess, please come out and let me Take a look.

"There is indeed a goddess, a country and a city, and she will marry a goddess in the future," Ziro said with narrowed eyes.

"Where, let me take a look." Li Tian patted his chest and said, God's son, he is determined, and no one should rob him.

Not long after, a middle-aged beautiful woman brought a baby girl, just over a year old, pink and cute, holding a feeding bottle, chirping.

"God Child••God Child••" the little guy slurred his words, smiled cutely, with baby fat, stretched out his hand and shouted.

"I'm jumping, this is the goddess, old man, are you kidding me?" Li Tian was stunned at the time, his head drooping down.

"Son of God•...•...Brother•...•...holding flails•..." The little baby girl stretched out her hand, not afraid of life at all, and smiled at the group of people.

"Hey, boy, I'm calling your brother, don't come forward yet." Hei Huang stabbed Li Tian and slammed him forward.

Li Tian took the little girl and handed it directly to Ye Fan, saying, "Hold your goddess well." He said righteously, claiming that he was the master of a sect, and that he would not be the son of god in the heavenly court.

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, the little baby was very cute, with big eyes and a pacifier, he kept smiling at them, stretched out a pair of pink hands, and babbled one by one as brother.

I don't know if it's because of my good teaching and naturally sweet mouth, or what's the matter, I'm not afraid of them at all when I first meet, and I want to tug at the ears of the black dog.

"Twenty years later, Xiao Que'er will be alone, and she will kill all those dragons, phoenixes, gods and goddesses." Qi Luo was full of confidence, and said to Ye Fan and the others, "Xiao Que'er is not an ordinary child. , even if there is no one else, in the future, one person will be able to quell all the younger generation of hell and the world.”

"Yes" • Xiao Queer nodded earnestly.

Ye Fan found that this little girl was indeed a bit special. She was so young that she was already connected with the essence of heaven and earth, and she no longer practiced all the time.

"What physique is this?" The Black Emperor leaned forward and couldn't help asking.

"He is born with immortal roots, suitable for cultivation, and does not necessarily have to be a special physique. For example, the Holy Son of Fluctuation is said to be a mortal body, but it is more powerful than many kings, just like the ancient emperors, except for individual people, who Do you know what they are?"

"If there is no god child, I will give you one." Li Tian released the little Tongtong from the device.

As soon as the little guy appeared, he opened his mouth and cried, and immediately ran to Ye Fan's side, crying and calling for the master, for fear of being locked back by Li Tian again.

These days, he is really bored, and he keeps reciting some boring things all day long.

"Okay, stay outside in the future," Ye Fan, the master, said irresponsibly.

"This child is very unusual." Ziro stared at Xiao Tongtong.

Of course it's not normal. • The little guy glows all over his body, like a little sun, making the little baby girl beside him very curious, screaming, and smiling all over his face.

"Goodness...•...nephew don't cry," Xiao Queer said inarticulately, blinking her big eyes.

A group of people are speechless, what does this little baby girl know, she really treats her as a goddess, and comforts her older nephew with a smile?

"It's very troublesome to create an education, Old Qi, I'll leave the back to you, I have to send some people in, and there is a serious shortage of manpower now," Ye Fan said.

"Where are you going?" Ziro asked.

"I went on a trip to Zhongzhou, and two people didn't arrest me, which always made me uneasy." Ye Fan said.

"Who?" Everyone was taken aback.

"Shen Shuan, and his Gaozu." On the same day, Ye Fan and the others went on the road, the big black dog clamored. When it was ambushed back then, there might be a shadow of the god Shuan, and this time it will be completely cleared up .

Of course, there was another important reason for Ye Fan to go to the Master and Disciple to settle accounts. Through him, he wanted to know whether Pang Bo and others were still alive, and where they are now, so as to find all the old people.

"Wait a minute, invite the old blind man, let this old fool deal with the gods first, how can we find the mountain gate, don't even see Mao."

In the end, the old blind man was invited out of the mountain and crossed with them to Zhongzhou and entered the Tianyan Mountains.

This is a very strange place. There are countless stone mountains, and the arrangement is very regular. Ye Fan and the others stood in the sky and looked down.

Thousands of mountains stand up and are arranged together, just like a gossip diagram, the mighty force of nature has formed these strange landscapes.