The Three Thousand Realms have ushered in an era full of sorrow, and the sadness and sadness are too strong to be resolved.
Even though time is rushing forward, time cannot heal many things, and some traces will remain etched in our hearts forever and cannot be erased at all.
This time the divine land was opened, so much was lost, many top races disappeared, and the three thousand worlds were in a state of withering.
After careful statistics, it is conservatively estimated that at least thirty peak saints have disappeared forever.
Nowadays, in the Three Thousand Worlds, the existence of this level has become very rare, almost consuming the tens of millions of years of accumulation in the Three Thousand Worlds.
It is worth mentioning that.
Hundreds of years later, the human race Xuanyuan, Di Wuchen, three ancient clan chiefs, four ancient clan first-generation saint sons and other powerful men returned from a starry sky corridor.
They obviously knew a lot of things, but they refused to reveal them and immediately retreated to the human race.
"Ask whether there is reincarnation in this world."
"If so, can those who have passed away still reappear?"
Thousands of years have passed, and during this period, some people have been watching the starry sky corridor of the Three Thousand Worlds, waiting quietly.
After thousands of years of pursuit, some people have traveled all over the universe, and even rushed into the starry sky corridor, struggling to trace those lost footsteps, but they are no longer visible.
After thousands of years of pain, someone is licking the wounds and recuperating in secret.
Time flies by like a fleeting moment.
The wind of time blew through the three thousand realms, but it could not dissipate the chill and chill.
"The waves in the long river of time splashed light into the sky, but now they are no longer visible and can only exist in memory."
"But the world will eventually change, and it's almost time."
The mysterious old man sweeping the floor appeared again. His tall body was shrouded in gray robes. His aura was unpredictable and very mysterious. He was walking in the starry sky corridors of all major races.
A staff appeared in his hand, as if he was arranging a mysterious magic circle with it, and no one could guess his intentions.
…
When the river of time in the Three Thousand Worlds is rushing forward, the gods and the earth are also in the cycle of time.
As the powerful men of all races withdrew one after another, the terrifying shock of the god-level creation appeared in the world. As the crack narrowed, it completely disappeared and became invisible.
The rules in the divine land have emerged again, and as time goes by, they are constantly repairing the wounds in the divine land.
This is where the greatest power lies.
The three major regions of God and Earth have reappeared, and in the surge of rules, the unique creatures of God and Earth are constantly growing and being bred again.
As for the most mysterious first domain, the Qiong Towers and Yuyu that span hundreds of millions of kilometers rise from the ground again, exuding a sacred atmosphere.
In the core area of the first domain, the land of chaos appears again.
The cracks in it have also shrunk to the original level and returned to normal, as if waiting for the arrival of the next batch of three thousand creatures.
But if there are saint-level experts from the Three Thousand Worlds here, they will definitely feel that the various forces of heaven and earth in the gods and earth are drifting towards the crack as if they are being pulled.
This kind of movement was very weak at first, but as time went by, it became more and more intense.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The power contained in every flower, grass, and even a grain of dust in the divine land was attracted, and all kinds of power swarmed toward the crack, forming a huge whirlpool.
And in the center of this vortex, there is a trace of light blooming.
Isshiki!
Two colors!
Three colors!
…
Until seven colors!
The light of seven colors coexisted, and the brilliance was endless, causing the sound of resonance in the heaven and earth. A seven-color crystal was condensed, as if it was integrated with all the heavens in the world.
Even if it is destroyed, it can be slowly restored, which contains the true meaning of immortality.
Wow!
This seven-color crystal vibrated, reaching straight into the netherworld, as if it was summoning something.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
There are three souls and seven souls that are reuniting, fused with these seven-color crystals, and finally transformed into a very illusory soul body.
This soul body looks like a human warrior, with a strong and tall body and a delicate appearance.
"The soul at the immortal level is indeed terrifying. Even if it is blown to ashes, the soul can be condensed again, unless the three thousand worlds are destroyed..."
The soul body made a sound of emotion, its eyes gradually became deeper, and the memory carried in the soul was reviving.
He is none other than Xiao Ye.
The catastrophe of the past came, and apart from the human race, the peak saint-level experts of other races in the land of chaos fell one after another.
He also became a sacrifice to the Ancestor of the Abandoned Heaven.
Fortunately, his soul was immortal, and he was able to reunite with the passage of time.
"There is no breath of life here."
"Is my soul in the crack containing divine creation?" The next moment, Xiao Ye's soul body was shocked.
Looking around, the light of chaos is surging all around, and the terrifying sound of heaven is roaring. It is boundless, and the primitive appearance of heaven and earth seems to have magnified the land of chaos countless times, forming an endless chaotic space.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Xiao Ye's soul body glowed, and the power of his soul extended out, only to find that this chaotic space had no end at all.
"There are no traces of those five ancestors. Could it be that they have grabbed the god-level creation and then left?"
Xiao Ye's soul and body were frightened and could not calm down.
Driven by their ambitions, those five ancestors have all become ruthless and ruthless. Once they become powerful gods, their fortunes and disasters will be unpredictable.
"This place can contain divine creation, I wonder what's so special about it..." Xiao Ye's soul slowly floated forward.
This place is definitely worth studying. Even though there is no divine creation, it might be possible to study the secrets of the divine order.
Although his soul body is immortal, it is also very limited, like a rootless duckweed.
But soon, Xiao Ye's soul body was pleasantly surprised.
He 'saw' a heart, with all the holy charm gone and the holy blood dried up, like an ordinary stone floating in the chaotic space, protected by a mysterious power.
"Tower of Time!"
Xiao Ye's soul body floated over.
That catastrophe was so horrific that all his Taichu Tao body was sacrificed, and now only this heart is left.
The reason is that the most precious treasure of the Taichu ancient clan, the Tower of Time, is hidden in this heart.
Buzz!
Xiao Ye's soul body took out a five-story quaint little tower from the heart, and then the power of the soul enveloped it.
Bang bang bang!
Immediately, the corpses of 20,000 human warriors flew out from the quaint little tower and floated in the chaotic space.
The corpses of these human warriors have been specially treated. The Taoist fruits are still there, the holy power is overwhelming, and they are blessed by formations, like pieces of humanoid weapons.
It was Xiao Ye who brought him out of the Human Race Palace in the past to prevent any unexpected events. Now that his Taichu Tao Body has been destroyed, it can be put to use.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's soul body was shocked and rushed into a 'corpse' that looked like a young man. The next moment, the 'corpse' opened its eyes.
