"The power of nothingness does not seem to be invincible. Under the interference of space, origin, killing, chaos, etc., it has been suppressed in secret!"

Zhang Ruochen's careful observation and understanding, he knew too little about nothingness.

Each time, the lacking body turns into nothingness, and his existence cannot be sensed by visual and spiritual power. However, it was only a moment when the field released by Yan Wushen and the greedy infant could push him out again.

"Yan Wushen has not cultivated the way of destiny, but has cultivated the light of its origin, and it is becoming more and more difficult to deal with. This person is the enemy of my life."

No one has ever been able to cause so much pressure on Zhang Ruochen.

No one has ever been able to get such a high rating from Zhang Ruochen.

Although he has fought three times with Yan Wushen, and Zhang Ruochen seems to be a little better on three occasions, but he ran out of hole cards and won very hard.

A little careless, he may lose.

In the **** world, Zhang Ruochen had the help of a sundial and various opportunities, but still failed to open the gap between the two.

He suspected that if he was slightly relaxed, he would be surpassed by Yan Wushen.

The existence of Yan Wushen is like a ferocious beast, chasing Zhang Ruochen behind him, and sometimes, he can even go hand in hand with him, forcing Zhang Ruochen to stop at one place.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of such opponents, but hopes that there are more such opponents.

Only in this way can he always maintain a progressive and hardworking heart.

People cannot be without stress.

In the last Yuanhui, if there was no shortage of sky, only more than 100,000 years of cultivation, the cultivation of the God of Blood Extreme War could never reach the current level.

The light of the origin is the light that can be evolved only after the origin is cultivated to a very high level. It is called the first light at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth.

With the light of the origin, everything will come later.

This light can create and destroy all things, and can reshape them.

Everything naturally includes the monk himself.

Where it is illuminated by the light of the source, the soil, water, trees, and flowers are all turned into particles that are hard to see with the naked eye. The whole world is like sand. At this moment, it breaks down quickly.

The lack of light from the source is also affected.

Near his body, there was nothingness surrounding it, blocking the light of the origin, and the body did not break down. However, the power of nothingness is also suppressed.

The way of perpetuity is that of each other.

"The light of the source can suppress the nothingness, and the lack of force can only appear to fight them. Can space and time do it?"

Zhang Ruochen thought of strategies for dealing with nothingness and lack, but was disappointed to find out. If the lack enters into nothingness, he can only use space and time to immediately walk away, and at best can only guarantee his life.

Under the circumstances of a thousand questions, there are definitely no more than five who can save their lives in the absence of pursuit. Wu Jiang, Luo Shengtian, and even Yan Huangtu may not be able to do so.

It is estimated that there are very few great saints in the thousand questions who can fight with lack and can survive.

Zhang Ruochen was sure to save his life, which seemed to be an incredible achievement, but this was not what he wanted.

The only reason to escape is to save one's life, because, once the deficiency enters the nothingness, it is not in time and space. Time and space can no longer hurt him.

It was a state of "leaving out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements."

"Here! Virtual time."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes brightened.

Imaginary time can be restrained in places that have nothing in common with nothingness.

The so-called virtual time is actually the time that is out of the category of time rule and is no longer in time.

True, positive.

False and negative.

Man always stands at a certain point in the long river of time, with time in front of him and virtual time behind him.

If it is, Zhang Ruochen's time attainment is higher, which can condense more "absolute self-time stamps", merge with the cultivated virtual time domain, and turn it into an absolute virtual time domain.

In the field of absolute virtual time, there must be restraint against the lack.

If the absolute virtual time domain is strong enough, it is likely that time will flow backwards. That is, time is negative.

Even if it's just a flashback, Zhang Ruochen can do a lot of things.

However, it is too difficult or too difficult to want the time to flow backward. With Zhang Ruochen's current time accomplishment, he can only condense a few absolute self-time marks at one time. The distance to condense the absolute virtual time field is quite far away.

"At this stage ... is there really no way?"

Zhang Ruochen always felt that lack was definitely subject to some kind of restraint. Therefore, on the battlefield of Qitian, he did not dare to kill. Such speculations have also been confirmed at this moment. He has always been tied to the battle with the greedy infant and Yan Wushen.

However, after leaving Kiriten battlefield?

How did he fight with him then?

Zhang Ruochen sighed gently, closed her eyes, completely immersed her mind, and sensed the power of her lack.

"Time and space are eternal ancient ways, and they must be able to restrict nihilism in one way. The reason why I find it difficult to deal with it must be because I don't know enough about nihilism."

Gradually, the sound of fighting was getting smaller.

Zhang Ruochen's heart became more and more peaceful, and entered a strange realm. Stars of light scattered from the body, in the real space of space, evolved into a sea of ​​stars and seas.

The heart of truth blooms in his body.

Suddenly, every move, tactical change, and footwork change in the distance all appeared in his mind.

This wonderland lasted for a while, then disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Neither the way of time nor the way of space has cultivated sacredness, and there is no blessing of mystery. At present, it is indeed difficult to fight against the lack of nothing . "

"But in the way of truth, I have not only the mystery, but also the heart of truth. How can I avoid the perception of the heart of truth if I lack cultivating nothingness?"

Figured out here, Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened up.

At the same time, he secretly resolved that the hunting feast was over, and he must immediately find the place of silence of the Sacred Monk of Sumi.

Only there will be a chance to find the time and space uprights, and his time and space will achieve a great breakthrough.

Just now, when Zhang Ruochen used the heart of truth to perceive the lack, he was dealing with the gluttonous babies and Yan Wushen and lacked a sense of creepiness.

He immediately realized that there must be hidden masters nearby.

"Forget it, quickly."

Anxiety and anxiety, no longer fighting with greedy babies and Yan Wushen.

A long sword flew out of the eyebrow and fell into his hand.

That sword, four feet and two inches long, was as thin as a cicada's wings, emitting a dazzling white light, much like a sword condensed by light.

"Oh!"

For the lack of chic and freehand, the backhand waved a sword, and the sword gas was like Yuehua Shenguang. At a tricky angle, it hit Yan Wushen's Jiuzhang Liujin.

The combination of the half-Buddha body and the golden body, Yan Wushen's defense, compared with Yan Huangtu's imperial bones, is not much weaker.

"Well."

The sword dragged on the golden arm, and a few golden dots appeared.

Yan Wushen finally failed to stop, and the huge golden body flew out.

A shallow sword mark appeared on his arm.

Yan Wushen's heart was stunned, lacking this seemingly random sword, because he incorporated the power of nothingness, and almost broke his golden body.

On the other side, the lack of another sword breaks the rudimentary universe of the greedy baby, leaving a deep mouth on his young face, and his head is almost divided into two.

The greedy infant and Yan Wushen stood on the left and right sides of the lack, and stopped temporarily.

Apparently, there was a strong shock in the hearts of both of them, and they realized that Lack finally took it seriously and was stronger than before.

When you are short of body, you lift up the long sword, two fingers, and gently wipe it on the top, saying: "This sword is my ruler's weapon, and has been conceived in the holy source. Today is its fourth time. To appear before people. "

"If you don't die today, you should remember its name, Ying Dan."

Yan Wushen clenched his five fingers tightly, the golden light flickered, the sword marks on his arm disappeared, and he smiled, "Teach the rules of the Imperial Emperor to your level. You can be regarded as the Yuanhui, the first person under God. . "

Shortage: "You don't understand the meaning of the rule emperor at all. Is the Supreme Sacred Artifact strong? Is the Artifact very strong? Very strong! But it's all outside the body."

"To truly become a peerless figure in the arrogant universe, you must cultivate yourself."

"The rule emperor is a collection of rules I have come to realize and is a part of myself. The more perfect the rules of the Cause I have come to realize, the more perfect it will be."

"If there is a deviation in my Cause, it will tell me the first time."

"My future is not to control a certain artifact. Instead, I want to conceive my own rule emperor into an artifact. The artifact is immortal, and I will be immortal with it."

Most monks, practicing rule emperors, just polished it as their own Tao.

There are actually very few monks who actually use rule emperors as war soldiers.

The lack of ability to cultivate to the present level not only distinguishes the mind, but also has a unique understanding of the Cause, which is by no means comparable to the general generation.

"It turns out that you have also practiced Kendo, and you have blended Kendo with nothingness." The greedy baby licked his lips, and laughed, without fear in his eyes.

The lack of mentioning the sword stands proudly, saying: "Where can I achieve the fusion of kendo and nothingness, but only in the way of predecessors. The nothingness swordsmanship, many years ago, after my teacher lost to the time swordmanship, it cost one yuan. It took time to create. "

"Now, Master Swordsmanship is Mahayana. Unfortunately, the man who defeated him at that time has died, and he will never be ashamed."

The greedy baby's hand reached into his chest and grabbed a blood-red sword from the flesh.

The slender body exudes a strange light.

"Since they are all sword repairs, you might as well try my Asura sword first."

"Oh!"

The greedy baby's fingers shot at the sword.

Suddenly, the power of supremacy and the spirit of killing rushed outward.

There are six swords in the greed babies, each of which is extremely extraordinary. Two of them are supreme sacred vessels, and four are ancient artifacts of the gods.

Among them, Asura sword, ranked first among the six swords, so he was brought to the hunting field.

There are countless legends about the Ashura sword. There is a saying that it is the sabre of the Ashura, the greatest ancient **** of the Shura, and it is an artifact. However, due to an earth-shattering battle, Ashura's sword was broken.

The descendants of Ashura collected Qi shards and recast the sword, but only one of the Supreme Holy Grail was cast.

The greedy infant was able to obtain the Asura sword because it had ascended to the tomb of the ancient **** of Asura, Mount Asura.

No one knows what chance the greed baby got in Mount Ashura. Only he knew that when he went down the mountain, he was holding the Ashura sword, and he became the "Asura Sword".

These days, chased by Yan Huangtu and the greedy infant, I have seen the power of Asura's sword for a long time, with a careful look, saying, "Zhang Ruochen, since you are here, don't hide anymore."

In the eyes of the greedy infant and Yan Wushen, a strange color appeared.

Zhang Ruochen put away the real space of the space, showed his figure, slowly walked towards them, and said, "It is indeed the No. 1 figure in the Baiyuan Realm. He confronted the two masters, and there was still enough power to feel me. Hidden nearby. "

"I just lied to you, and I'm not sure, you are really hiding nearby." Missing.

"never mind!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced at the greedy infant and Yan Wushen, and said, "First join hands to kill him, and then fight for the ownership of Emperor Pinyidan."

"Unexpectedly, there is still a day to work with you." Yan Wushen smiled.

The greed baby released nine colors and eighteen colors, reflecting the whole world. Asura's sword in his hand was cut out.

"Kill! Kill! Kill ..."

In this area, instantaneous killings were heard and blood was diffused.

The battlefield of thousands of horses and horses appeared, there were ghost riders holding bone spears, giants carrying sharp swords, and undead wearing black robes ... When the sword moved, the Shura world manifested, and the four seemed to come. To the ancient battlefield.

"Space sword dance."

Zhang Ruochen inspired the realm of truth, and thirty-six swords of space appeared around his body.

The sword shadow flies around the body and continuously combines with the rules of truth, erupting more and more powerful wave of power. When the sword gas fluctuates and increases tenfold, it will fly like a sword rain.

"Thousands of people."

Yan Wushen has 999 avatars, which are scattered all over the world. He actually directly performed the Yan Luo tribe's forbidden technique and thousands of Yan Luo great techniques.

The deities and the 999 avatars have condensed a source road tower.

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"Since I stepped into the battlefield of Kiriten, today, I finally have a sense of danger. Killing you all, I am the only one in this era."

In the lack of eyes, the glory of the gods flourished, and the momentum of his body instantly climbed to the apex, with long hair rushing up.

Yingdan in his hand made a snake-shaped track mark, tearing open the world of Shura, and blowing the wind and mist. The sword gas was like lightning, colliding with the Ashura sword in the hands of the greedy infant.

The nothingness devoured the supreme power on the sword body.

"Boom."

A loud sound that shattered the large eardrum sounded, and the greedy baby flew backwards, landing on its feet again, and then backed away dozens of miles before it stabilized its shape.

"war!"

Without stopping for a minute, the greedy baby roared and rushed up again.