The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1912, true face, time review
  "It's normal that you don't know, because this natal talent is too heaven-defying. There are only a few people who can exert it to such a level. Therefore, most people within the Thousand-faced God Clan will not mention it." King Mahadeva spoke calmly.

"This requires extremely high talent and extremely high understanding. It will be difficult for one to achieve perfection in tens of millions of years. It is already amazing to be able to derive one or two true faces." Emperor Du opened his mouth to explain.

"Tell me the details!"

Baqi Xiezun shook his head, not wanting to listen to them pretending to be practitioners of destiny and telling him some vague words that made him feel like he was enlightened.

"You should know that the Thousand-faced God Clan has the talent to imitate everything of the other party, and this talent will be turned into a mask, also known as the Thousand Masks, which means that they can imitate up to a thousand practitioners." King Mahatma recounted.

"Indeed, so what?"

Baqi Xiezun nodded slightly, this is something everyone knows.

"But you don't know that when you practice to the highest level, you can understand and understand the laws of the person you transform, and even surpass him and reach another level, so that the mask condensed by your body can also become a real person. The face has a life." Mahadevana said lightly.

"This matter, you put it lightly, do you know that thousands of people with thousands of faces can copy the path of a thousand practitioners, and each person's path is different. How to understand it thoroughly, and even reach the level of mastery and mastery" Yu Lan’s situation?”

When Baqi Xiezun heard this, he shook his head. It is no wonder that he rarely heard the top and most powerful among the Thousand-faced God Clan talk about this matter.

Once asked about this matter, wouldn't it prove that one is incompetent and that one's own understanding is average and cannot meet the requirements at all.

"Of course, many practitioners of the Thousand-faced God Clan also practice the 'Tao' and 'Dharma' of several of them, who are called Young Emperors, forming several true faces, and the front side has a life, just like the nine-headed bird. Only by beheading nine times can you die completely. In the same way, by possessing the true face several times, you can have several lives.

In the memory of this heavenly king, among the ancient emperors and immortal emperors of the Thousand-faced God Clan, there are no more than ten true faces at most, and among the youth-level genius leaders, there are no more than twenty at most, and many are Only after you kill one can you practice the next one.

Rumor has it that only the Supreme Immortal Emperor of the Thousand-faced God Clan has a thorough understanding, realized the true face of the Three Thousand, and entered the ranks of the Hunyuan Taiji Luo Jinxian, ranking highest, and also among the highest, the top one. Group of people. "

The Maha Emperor's daughter also became interested and explained that she had extremely rich knowledge about various races in Yongye Hengsha and knew secrets that most people didn't know.

"Gu Liang Huan has not died in the course of time, but he has also lost one of his true faces. It can be said that he has practiced hard for many years, and he has to rebuild his next true face." Emperor Poison said.

"Why didn't Tang Long die?"

The Ancient Ming Emperor's daughter seemed a little impatient. She didn't want to hear the rest of the discussion between the Maha Emperor's daughter, the Maha Heavenly King, and the Eight-Qi Evil Lord here. She just wanted to know why Tang Long didn't die.

"This emperor doesn't know about this. You will understand it when you look down."

The Poison Emperor shook his head, his words were plain, and as for respect, there was almost no respect. The Ancient Ming Emperor didn't want to admit her fault, so there was no need for him to be respectful to her.

"Young Emperor Tang, you haven't shown up yet!"

Gu Lianghuan looked at the long river of time with Jian Laoliu's face on his face and shouted loudly.

"It's such a pity that you won't die like this." A sigh came from the long years, as if he was a little unhappy and dissatisfied.

"Rumble..."

As soon as the words fell, the long river of time trembled violently, and infinite silver brilliance intertwined and evolved on the long river of time.

A young supreme man walked out of the endless river of time. He was like a supreme giant overlooking the changes of time, the supreme god, dominating the world.

As soon as he was born, the years would tremble. The young man was as flawless as jade, just like a fairy jade. His body was crystal clear, and wisps of light of the years spread out.

The young man is dressed in white, wearing an imperial crown on his head, with three thousand black hairs dancing in the wind, and a feather fan and turban. His temperament is like that of an emperor above the nine heavens, immortal and eternal.

There is a needle suspended in the young man's palm, an embroidery needle. It is very small. If you look closely, you can see that it contains immeasurable dark matter, like a dark world where all light will be swallowed up.

Above the young man's head, a silver talisman contains supreme power, flowing with the mystery of the years. It is so mysterious that it seems that the time and space can be reversed by raising a hand.

"It seems that Emperor Tang has obtained the Great Dao Gold Medal of the Ancestor of Time. From the looks of it, it should be almost complete." Gu Liang Huan was startled, then realized what he was doing and spoke.

You know, among the three thousand chaotic gods and demons, it is impossible to say whose gold medal is more mysterious, but whose gold medal is the most life-saving, it is meaningless to the space gods and demons - Great Immortal Yang Mei, and the time gods and demons - the ancestor of time. The Golden Medal of the Great Dao that awaits everyone is the most life-saving.

And they all have extremely high value, especially the Supreme Emperor and the Immortal Emperor who practice alone.

Among the magical powers of time, there are only a few that are most famous. They can go back in time, travel through time and travel through the past, present, and future. They are incomparable and unstoppable.

It can be said that he is knowledgeable about the past and knows everything in the world. He can also explore the mysteries of objects and trace back time, which is extremely mysterious.

"Of course, this young emperor not only becomes a disciple of Great Immortal Yang Mei, but also becomes a disciple of the Ancestor of Time. It is natural that he will receive all the Grand Dao Gold Medals from his master."

Tang Long held the Fallen Needle suspended in his hand and explained to Gu Lianghuan.

"I just reversed the years, and this young emperor also gave the young master of ghosts and gods a blow. It's a pity that he has the protection of the pure land and completely blocked this young emperor's space soul-eating shuttle. Otherwise, this young emperor would have already ascended to the highest throne. We have entered the realm of the supreme and the immortal."

"The power to reverse the years is really terrifying. If you had lived in the era of the Angel Clan Emperor, I'm afraid not so many people would have been eroded by the darkness." Young Emperor Guliang Huan said.

"No, they themselves merged into the dark matter to go one step further. Otherwise, how could so many ancient emperors and emperors of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm have fallen in Daohai, the Great Abyss, the Meteor Immortal River and other restricted areas of life? Immortal Emperor." The Angel Clan Emperor shook his head, his expression full of complexity.

If it had been eroded, the emperor of the Angel Clan could still comfort himself, but it was not the case. It is precisely because of this that all the worlds and nightmare worlds will not allow Eternal Night Sand to take out dark matter again, otherwise everyone will fall. Well, wouldn’t that mean the world is in chaos?

(End of this chapter)