As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ye's whole body was shaken, and then his whole body became cold.
The possibility of him becoming a god is too small?
You know, before the end of the Dharma Age, he almost reached that level. In these five hundred years, he has not given up on cultivation. He has been gathering strength, making great progress, and is preparing to launch the final attack.
In the end, I heard this news?
Regarding the future of himself and the Three Thousand Realms, Xiao Ye did not dare to be careless and immediately asked for advice carefully.
"It's very simple."
"The chaos of the three thousand rules has ushered in the Age of Ending Law, which has made the world become colder and restricted the breakthroughs of living beings. You are also among them. You will inevitably encounter terrible interceptions when the time comes."
"What's more, you still have power that doesn't belong to Three Thousand..."
This creature was not as silent as it had just woken up. It mentioned a lot, which greatly touched Xiao Ye.
In fact, he has been aware of the restrictions placed on him by the Dharma Ending Era in recent years, but he did not expect them to be so severe.
As for the power that does not belong to the Three Thousand.
Does it refer to the Holy Path of Time after the power of time is weakened?
The creature in front of him was a god-level powerhouse. It was not surprising that he could understand this, but it made Xiao Ye feel cold from head to toe.
"Okay, I've made an exception to answer so many questions for you. Leave now. If you disturb me again, you are really asking for death." Just when Xiao Ye was about to continue asking questions, this creature impatiently issued an expulsion order.
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Whoosh!
The divine slave who guided Xiao Ye here before appears again.
"Thank you, senior."
Xiao Ye smiled helplessly, clasped his fists at the creature, and left with the Divine Slave.
indeed.
This god-level powerhouse is quite moody, and it is not easy to get the other party to answer him. Even being able to leave the territory of the Tengluo race is already a luxury. How can he ask for more?
"What should I do?"
Xiao Ye staggered out of the territory of the Tengluo race, his eyes a little confused.
If he wants to change the chaotic rules of the three thousand worlds, he must become a god. He really doesn't want his friends and relatives to die one by one.
And that god-level powerhouse pointed out that it was almost impossible for him to transform into a god. This was simply an unsolvable problem.
"I, Xiao Ye, never accept my fate!"
The next moment, Xiao Ye clenched his fists and his eyes became piercing.
From the moment he entered the martial arts, he was not favored by others, but didn't he, Xiao Ye, rise all the way, overpowering all enemies, stepping on numerous corpses, and finally reach this height?
Even though he was evaluated like this by a god-level powerhouse, he was unwilling to give up.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's figure flashed and returned to the human race.
"Leaf is back!"
Xiao Ye's figure appeared in the human race territory, and all the powerful human race men were suddenly shocked. They rushed up and asked questions.
"Fortunately, the god-level powerhouse didn't make things difficult for me, so I gained something."
Looking at the weathered and aging faces, Xiao Ye squeezed out a smile and said with relief.
"Holy Son."
At this moment, the crowd parted, and a tall figure was seen staggering over with the help of others.
His hair was gray, and the auspicious silver light that originally enveloped his whole body was very dim. Through his old appearance, one could vaguely see his extraordinary prowess in his youth.
"Qingze!"
Xiao Ye's heart trembled and he quickly stepped forward to support the other party.
Holy Lord Qingze, like Xuan Xiao, is a surviving member of the ancient Taichu clan, but he is of a higher seniority than Xuan Xiao. He only escaped the disaster by relying on the holy way of destiny.
He reshaped Taichu, and the other party helped him take charge of the destiny lineage. The world changed drastically, and the longevity of the saint was no longer eternal. People like him were the first to be affected.
"Holy Son, it's great to see you return safely."
"It's just that I can no longer accompany you."
Qingze looked at Xiao Ye with a smile and said weakly. At the same time, he sat down cross-legged and found himself in the process of photochemical transformation.
"Qingze!"
Xiao Ye felt sad in his heart and wanted to use his own blood to stabilize the other person's life, but was rejected by the other party.
This approach cannot solve the fundamental problem.
What's more, now that a god-level powerhouse is sitting in front of three thousand people, like a tiger at his side, how can he let Xiao Ye sacrifice himself to help him extend his life?
It is a blessing from God that he can survive until now, and he has no big regrets.
A new stone monument was added to the Soul Zen world, which made many people feel blocked.
The people around Xiao Ye are starting to wither. Who will be next?
"Qingze, please go first. I will be here soon, and we will get together to discuss Taoism."
The autumn wind is getting cooler, and in front of the new stone monument, a rickety figure stands, talking softly to himself.
This is Xuan Xiao.
He is also a surviving member of the Taichu Ancient Clan. His footprints have spanned countless eras, and now the end is approaching.
"Xuan Xiao!"
In the universe, a deep eye stared at Xuan Xiao's back, the sadness in his eyes was so intense that it could not be dispelled.
He is a false god, and seeing the people around him passing away one after another, is he still helpless?
"Senior Time Master!"
Xiao Ye rushed towards a holy level plane, directly opened the ultimate holy pattern, and swept towards the central area of the holy level plane.
There, you can vaguely see a simple five-story pagoda, bursting out with dazzling red glow.
This is the Tower of Time.
Xiao Ye went to the Tengluo race territory and left the Tower of Time behind.
Five hundred years have passed, and the three sacred patterns of Taichu Dao Body have become more and more heaven-defying, but the Dao Mark that governs time still shows no response.
More than five hundred years ago, Xiao Ye activated the time master Dao Hen and rushed back to the Tower of Time after a battle with the ancestors. It seemed that some kind of change had occurred and he never appeared again. Otherwise, how could he take such a risk?
In response to this, Xiao Ye remained silent, and then sat cross-legged in the void, as if he had turned into a sculpture, motionless.
Gradually, only the fluctuations of the semi-god realm grew, and a brilliant, simple and natural barrier appeared on Xiao Ye, imprisoning him perfectly.
This barrier was clearly much stronger than before, making Xiao Ye's body feel heavy. Even if he could loosen it, it was unrealistic to completely break free now.
The 'road' leading to the new realm is also blocked by layers of fog, and is no longer as clear as it was before the Age of Ending Dharma.
No one can tell clearly what specific changes have taken place in the Three Thousand Realms.
"If you can't see the road clearly, then I will blow away the fog!" Xiao Ye did not try, but opened his eyes, and a mysterious aura suddenly flowed from his body, and each ancient character bloomed and floated in the universe.
This is the complete method of killing the six gods.
During the past five hundred years, Xiao Ye once again cut off the two dark sides of human nature. As this method worked, the remaining two evil spirits rose into the sky and turned into two ancient trees that towered into the sky.
"Kill me!"
Xiao Ye shouted low, raised his right hand, and the ancient characters all over the universe trembled slightly, quickly gathered and intertwined, and formed a long sword in his hand, slashing towards the two remaining dark sides.