Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 519 170 thirty-nine thousand 640 three times (22)

"Crack~Crack~"

Everything in front of me is like a painting, torn into pieces by someone.

"It's just a dream~"

Amidst a long sigh, according to Zhou Fan's will, the sound of the river rushing forward.

Under his feet, there was a sparkling illusory long river protruding from an inexplicable place in silence, and in Zhou Fan's eyes, he could not see where it came from or where it was going.

And Zhou Fan himself was on the river, the river was turbulent, and the time was washed away. The endless vicissitudes of time swept Zhou Fan's body and mind layer by layer, giving people a feeling of eternity and the passage of time, as if quietly looking down. The "sacredness" of the universe.

"So...so that's the case, 170 times... the true soul calamity is so terrifying!!"

Zhou Fan saw everything, but now he had lingering fear on his face.

There have never been two true spirits, it's just that he fell into a catastrophe without knowing it.

True spirit and heart calamity, a catastrophe at two levels of true spirit and soul.

Speaking of which, this catastrophe was also what Zhou Fan asked for in offering sacrifices to the heavens.

For this reason, I do not know how many monks fell into the catastrophe.

But he didn't expect that he would have the calamity he has today.

It's really heaven's way to reincarnate, whoever is spared by heaven.

At this moment, his catastrophe has passed, and his innate and sacred strength can naturally be brought into full play.

It was only at this moment that Zhou Fan really saw how many times he was on the verge of death.

Empty and silent, this rolling river of time runs through his entire soul.

The big river rushes forward, begins without knowing, and ends without knowing.

And in this big river, Zhou Fan saw countless space-time wreckage.

Zhou Fan saw countless shadows of himself in every time and space wreckage.

No more, no less, exactly 170 times.

In other words, he had died 170 times without him even realizing it.

Standing on the big river, Zhou Fan looked down at a talisman looming in his palm.

When the thought turned, everything was already understood.

His master, with his supreme magic power, entered the long river of time from the past years, and protected him even more, opened up a historical time and space that did not exist, and saved him with the eternal laws of the past. Passed the real soul robbery.

With such great power, Zhou Fan secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, and only had one thought.

"It's great to have a master!"

Then comes the second thought.

"Couldn't Master have already proved the way of Daluo?"

This is a state envisaged by the fairy tales in this legend, where all time and space exist forever, regardless of the past or the future, it will remain unchanged from ancient times.

In his mind, only the existence of the Great Luo Realm can pass through the long river of time and come here in the past.

"Om~~"

At this moment, the talisman on Zhou Fan's palm disappeared.

"Can't even Master's power last forever in the long river of time?"

Zhou Fan looked around, and at some point, he had returned to the long river of time.

Nothing has changed, the river remains the same, the birth and death of the world follow the established trajectory... A dark red battle flag is also floating on the long river of time, exuding a terrifying killing intent.

Suddenly, the dark red battle flag trembled slightly, causing a huge wave in the long river of time.

A huge vortex rose in the long river of time, Zhou Fan's complexion changed, and he retreated, but he still couldn't escape the dark red battle flag.

The tattered flag wrapped around him and sank into the vortex together.

It took a long time before it subsided.

……

"I just want to simply resurrect my wife. Why is it so difficult? Who have I provoked?"

In the obscurity, Zhou Fan was washed by the long river of time and years into a magnificent world of time, space and history.

And with the help of the dark red battle flag, it has been integrated into it in an instant!
The glory days of the ten emperors in the middle ages are gone, the dynasty of the three emperors is gradually declining, and the Central Continent is divided into seven kingdoms, and there are wars every year, daily wars, and wars from time to time, and the dark years are shrouded in darkness.

In the extreme darkness, there is a new hope, endless light and glory.

Destroy the six kingdoms in order to unify Central Continent, the cars are on the same track, the books are in the same language, and the behavior is in the same way... the law of unification.

Raising a six-foot sword, sweeping away all dissatisfaction in the world, centralizing power, and I am the world.

All auras belong to only one person!
"So, I have come to the Great Qin Dynasty?"

Zhou Fan looked at the city with a blank face, a grand, grand... These words are not enough to describe the greatness of this city.

The majestic and endless mountains are used as Qionglou towers, which gather the aura of heaven and earth in pieces, covering an area of ​​ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, and a million miles of large array layouts, and on the top, there are even ten thousand feet. Huge ships of one hundred thousand feet or even one million feet are constantly rising and falling from the sky above the city.

The whole body of the giant ship is narrow, long and vast, and full of smooth lines. It is golden and iron in color, with black lines painted on it.

Like a giant blade, it shattered the void, leaving straight and clear "wounds" tens of thousands of feet in length and hundreds of thousands of feet in the sky.

In an instant, I didn't know how far I flew.

Even this is just the tip of the iceberg in this city. In the endless depths, Zhou Fan can perceive the endless terrifying time and space.

In other words, this city is composed of endless time and space, and its scale is extremely large and majestic. There are many stalwart beings sitting in it, and Zhou Fan can't help but be surprised by the aura rippling in it.

Zhou Fan looked far away, even though he tried his best to squeeze his sea of ​​consciousness, but at a glance, he couldn't see the end of this majestic city at all.

As if it was going to really spread to the end of the world!
A city is the whole world, the whole universe.

Until his line of sight touched a black hall at the highest point.

Without any additional decorations, it is just a black and black hall, which stands there quietly, but exudes a majestic, majestic, awe-inspiring, and vicissitudes of life.

I don't know how many thousands of miles it occupies, and I don't know how many meters it is high.

With such a huge size, there is no need to show any mighty power at all, and it naturally reveals an emperor's aura of looking down on the world, manipulating all over the world, and being the only one who respects me.

In Zhou Fan's line of sight, it seemed that this black hall didn't exist in this world at all.

Instead, it manifests in time and space at the same time, and penetrates into every world, between existence and non-existence.

Anyone who sees this hall will involuntarily worship.

Zhou Fan only got rid of his involuntary pilgrimage behavior when he crippled the boss' mental strength.

It's just that his behavior seemed to have aroused the dissatisfaction of the dark red battle flag, and the flagpole was pressed against Zhou Fan's eyebrows, and Zhou Fan couldn't help shaking.

Zhou Fan said: "Since you brought me here, there must be something important that I need to do!"

Zhou Fan's words seemed to have caught the sore foot of the Dark Red Zhanqi, and faint dark red breaths emerged, making Zhou Fan's heart skip a beat.

But in the end, the dark red battle flag didn't move, it just floated quietly beside Zhou Fan, and from time to time, a dark red aura that made Zhou Fan's heart skip a beat surrounded him.

(End of this chapter)