In the human soul Zen realm, Xiao Ye tried his best to activate the power of his soul and comprehend the mysterious scriptures in the seal with all his strength.

However, no matter how he comprehends the ancient characters that surge in the mark, he can't see where the end is, let alone completely interpret it.

This mysterious scripture is not possessed by the Three Thousand Great Realms, nor is it that he can comprehend with at his level. It is like a baby who has just learned to walk and insists on forcibly entering the adult world.

What is God?

Xiao Ye still couldn't answer the answer to this question.

The desperate emotions completely enveloped Xiao Ye from the inside out.

Time keeps flowing in this desperate atmosphere.

"The ten-year deadline has arrived. Although you have the ability to attack the divine level in the Dharma-Ending Age, it has disappointed me too much. Instead of wasting time on you, it is better to find another method."

The miracle did not happen. Finally, on this day, an extremely cold voice came from the territory of the Tengluo race.

Hurry!

Immediately afterwards, the surging chaotic mist turned into a surging black mist. At the same time, monsters were seen roaring up, full of cold murderous intent, completely evolving the territory of the Tengluo race into a Jedi.

This is a self-enclosure of the territory of the Tengluo race.

God's power cannot be offended.

Three thousand creatures, including Xiao Ye, will be killed into nothingness once they enter this place.

“Has failed?”

Xiao Ye's body trembled and he clenched his fists with weak strength.

After all, he passed by the qualification to obtain guidance from a powerful man of the divine level.

The Taohen, who was dominated by time, was still silent, and the next dark road was only dependent on him.

"I, Xiao Ye, can also rise against the will of heaven by relying on myself!" Xiao Ye's eyes turned red, and he gave up interpreting the mysterious scriptures in the mark, and then realized his own Taoist fruit.

He wants to make preparations and continue to try to attack the divine tribulation.

Unfortunately, the impact of the rushing time is far beyond his expectations.

"Son of the Holy Son, I can no longer accompany you. I wish you a blessing here and hope you can find a way to resolve the Dharma-Ending Age."

A hunched old figure rushed out of the Tower of Time and bent down to salute Xiao Ye.

His movements were very slow, as if he was putting down his heavy responsibilities.

"Xuanxiao!"

Xiao Ye's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears flashed.

Is this still the hero who was the former powerful lord who shocked the human race?

His tall body has been bent over the years, and his former heroic hair has been worn away. Even if he gets Xiao Ye's blood and delays aging in the Tower of Time, he can't do it anymore.

The world has changed drastically, and the invasion of time is unstoppable. An existence like Xuanxiao, who spans dozens of epochs, was first subject to disaster and his life span was completely at the end.

Xuanxiao chose to sit and transform.

"Xiao Ye, actually I hate you very much. If it weren't for you, maybe I would be the strongest man in the True Spirit Continent, and even the four emperors might not be able to compete with me."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, because I can't escape death after all."

Nangong Xingyu, wearing a starry robe, also walked out of the Tower of Time. An old woman stood beside her, but her back was facing Xiao Ye.

This old woman was a light-dance.

The beauty has also grown old, and her former face has not appeared. She is unwilling to meet Xiao Ye head-on, leaving only a back view.

The emotional entanglement has reached this point and it is no longer important.

After Nangong Xingyu and Xiao Ye said goodbye, they took Qingwu away.

Xuan Xiao's sitting in a state of transformation caused a great impact on the brother and sister.

When they realized that their life span was not long, the brother and sister decided to leave. In their last lives, they looked at these three thousand great realms, withering silently, and did not want too much sorrow.

Time flowed even more ruthlessly, like a blade, sweeping across countless creatures in the three thousand great realms.

Two thousand years passes in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Ye became even more taciturn, as if he had closed himself up.

Because in the past two thousand years, Xiao Yang and Luo Meilan have died of old age in the Tower of Time, leaving only a pile of dead bones, which were buried by him.

Everyone who was in the same era as Xiao Ye also reached the end one after another, almost all of them passed away, even Xiao Menghan and Xiao Tian were no exception.

The descendants of the Xiao family are all extinct.

Bingya's hair turned white, and after accompanying Xiao Ye for a while, her life span was completely exhausted.

Only Xiao Ye is too strong, and although his life span is also affected, his passing speed is very slow. No one can tell how long he can live, which seems out of place with this era.

The whole world is silent, which is the cruelest punishment in the world.

"I control the holy path of time and can reverse time within a certain range, but what's the use?"

Xiao Ye was smiling miserably.

He personally sealed the Tower of Time and turned into a mortal, walking alone in the world, from one place to another, and walking for many years.

All things in the world are present in front of you, but the feeling of loneliness is getting stronger and stronger.

Because there are no creatures in many great worlds, and what we see is also a picture of being cut off by time.

When Xiao Ye heard that the Stone Emperor was still alive, he was ecstatic and rushed to the hidden place of the Stone Emperor, but what he saw was a pile of disabled stones.

The Stone Emperor is also dead.

Without relatives and friends, even the enemy is dead. This is an extremely terrible silence.

Sometimes, Xiao Ye would sit down and look up at the starry sky. Perhaps he would not move for a few years or even a hundred years, and the creatures in this world would eventually wither.

He was thinking that all the people he wanted to protect had left. What's the point of continuing to practice?

So what if you are invincible in the sky and under the earth? Now there is only an eternal loneliness companion, and even becoming a powerful god-level man can’t change anything.

When the pointer of time turned ten thousand years, there were no creatures in the Three Thousand Realms, only Xiao Ye and the powerful god-level man who was in charge of the Tengluo race.

White hair began to grow on Xiao Ye's head, wrinkles climbed up on his face, and he could vaguely see the end of his life, becoming more and more exhausted.

"Hey!"

"All sentient beings are gone, so I have nothing to worry about. It's better to be as glorious as the last one!"

The old Xiao Ye stood up and released his breath frantically, causing the divine tribulation to come down, destroying the world.

When Xiao Ye was at his peak, he was still unable to withstand such a divine disaster, let alone now?

But he was not afraid, and he was more like he was seeking death.

He was using his own Dharma at will, and his own Taoist fruit was not afraid of the rapid loss of blood, and even opened his future body.

However, he is too strong, and has already stood at the highest point of the three thousand sentient beings and has reached a bottleneck. If he doesn't step out, his future combat power will be just as good as his original one.

"It's my turn finally..."

The body was once again bombarded by the divine disaster, and Xiao Ye's consciousness became blurred, and he felt a sense of liberation.

"Um?"

"wrong!"
Chapter completed!