"Don't observe the battlefield anymore. Even if you borrowed my "view", you are not qualified to observe such a battle.

Even if this is just a high-dimensional clone of mine, a projection outside the virtual sea, after falling into this super-multi-dimensional space-time group and being reduced by the world, it is not something you can observe.

As for those people... looking at those people themselves, they are actually observing their avenue. If you can glance at their avenue at a glance, it is already a rare fate. Just look at it for a moment, even if you have my blessing, your brain can be directly made into a pot of dried tofu brain. Look... look at that little stone... that is what you should notice."

Even if it is besieged by many terrifying powerful people who are difficult to describe in vocabulary language.

Even those who are incapable of understanding Ye Fan's dry brain are constantly in the posture of high-dimensional space-time worms that they cannot describe, invaders one multidimensional space-time after another, constantly covering them one by one, and even interpreting them as the strongest posture beyond the super-multiplex space-time that they transcend, and fighting with them frantically at any space point, any time line, any time axis, or even any ray of light debris.

But it is obvious that the existence is like playing with their power with ease. Only by being able to give others through their own vision can we take time to guide others, and even take time to guide others in confusion, counting many taboos on time and space.

Even if Ye Fan had the intention to observe a little more, his headache was about to explode into strands of debris in the next moment, telling himself all the time: "Your will is already overloaded, and if you want to survive, you have to listen to others' persuasion."

Speaking of this, Ye Fan couldn't help but take advantage of the high-dimensional vision of the existence, and he could see the mysterious and hazy young man holding the colorful Daluo Immortal Sword in his hand, with his head beneath the sea of ​​worlds and worlds, and the feet of the mysterious hazy young man who seemed to have just fallen from his fairy pool, looking inconspicuous.

Such Weiyuan, Chaos, and Wuji's battlefield cannot accommodate any high-dimensional thing that does not belong to this time and space, or even does not meet the world.

It is impossible to truly transcend, or to be in itself a matter of not interpreting this time and space, to manifest it in this place.

Therefore, the appearance of this stone in this endless emptiness and mysterious Weiyuan Realm is an impossible thing in itself.

In other words, existence itself represents reality. In other words, this small stone is in a sense the cornerstone that constitutes this Wei Yuan Realm...

Ye Fan sighed thoughtfully in his heart, and Jiu kept looking at the small "stone" that could not be described in detail!

"boom"

But at this moment, the essence of time and space seemed to fade in front of Ye Fan. It seemed to be small, just like a stone the size of a fingernail, constantly magnifying and enlarging in front of him.

When he looked down at him like a slight slightest, he was extremely frightened to discover that it was a stone, which was clearly a brilliant and terrifying super-multi-world group formed by countless time and space lines and axis collapsed together, and finally formed!

"This...this is...this is, our universe!!!?"

Because of Taiyi's Secret, after Ye Fan came to this Beidou Star Realm world, he had been living in displaced and fleeing, struggling for survival.

It can be said that because of the Taiyi treasure that shocked all monks. From the beginning, I didn’t know how many people were chasing Ye Fan every moment.

It is precisely because of this that he has no chance to relax. He is making him seize the time every moment, like a sponge, constantly absorbing any knowledge that can be exposed to him.

The disaster is right in front of you, and the disaster that is overturned at any time. If Ye Fan cannot seize any slight time to improve himself, then he will soon become a bubble in the sun in the next high crisis, and will be blown to pieces by others' thoughts.

So, in a sense, the ancient holy body that pushed him to the center of this vortex was actually like deliberately honing him.

Let him step by step forward in the pursuit of countless monks, and then all these are beneficial to him, breakthroughs, breakthroughs, and breakthroughs, breaking through the limits that he had not been able to climb before.

Otherwise, with his holy body qualifications, even if he can reach this point, it would have taken years to temper it.

Although the black dog has been doing all kinds of strange things all day long, if it is done, it will have the habit of collecting the pride of heaven and the saints in the holy land as favors. However, it has to be said that it learned from the Emperor Wushi and learned throughout his life, and on the other hand, it also improved Ye Fan's essential foundation in essence.

After the ancient holy body truly passed on to him a lot of knowledge from the holy body line, Ye Fan's background expanded.

But all that, all the things he had observed and received, were far from what he saw at that moment!

What is the essence of this world? I don’t know how many secrets that have troubled many former supreme masters, no one can answer...

He finally saw it.

In his eyes, he is looking down at this vast space and space in a state of extremely high dimensional lines.

The Emperor's soldiers flying in the sky above the Beidou Star Domain, and the surging of the chaotic energy is enough to shake the galaxy, destroy the endless galaxies, and destroy the eternal time;

Among the forbidden zones of life, Ye Fan or the Black Emperor believed that they had never met each other. He was dead and he was born. The ancient emperors, the ancient heavenly priests, were clustered in groups, but most of them were still walking next to Mount Sumeru and stood silently;

Compared to them, the monkey holding two imperial weapons in hand and singing scriptures in the air was really like a pet;

Deep in Mount Sumeru, Amitabha’s relics are faintly lit and the sound of the Brahma is swaying, as if there are great wills like the great emperor trembling;

In the sea of ​​stars in the void, several streams of divine thoughts and obsessions of the emperors have not disappeared, and have been wandering among galaxies one by one;

The corpse of the Divine Silkworm Emperor fell asleep peacefully in the nine-level coffin deep in the galaxy, and the death evil and the imperial qi in the coffin continued.
Chapter completed!