The endless power of time takes Zixiao Palace as its origin, forming a wave of time, layered on top of each other, washing away towards the entire Three Realms.

And the frozen Three Realms bell immediately resumed action when the bell rang.

The black dragon behind Yingzheng revealed its fierce appearance, and it skyrocketed instantly: "Haotian, die!"

Kyushu, within a city.

A woman collapsed and cried, and an old man with a lot of hair was dying next to her.

"Mother, wake up! Wake up!"

A hundred steps to her left, a man with a dark face, dust everywhere, was gritting his teeth and struggling forward. His calves under his knees had disappeared, leaving a trace of scorched black on his knees, and a faint blue smoke rising from time to time!

Holding a one-year-old child in his hand, he was crying in horror. The man looked sad and turned to the sky and howled in anger!

Not far away, a corpse with a distorted posture lay outside the collapsed courtyard wall, with Buddhist clothing on its body in tatters.

Boom!

The vigorous bells swept across the Three Realms from 33 days, up to the saints outside the sky, down to the Yin spirits reincarnated in the six reincarnations, and the time that was stopped at this moment began to unblock.

Emperor Fengdu appeared outside the Six Paths of Reincarnation. He looked at the woman who had already appeared in the pavilion and said, "I have seen the saint of Houtu."

Houtu's expression was indifferent, she knew very well why the Emperor Fengdu came here.

"I know what you're here for!" Houtu looked at the countless souls on the six paths and said in combination: "You don't need to take care of these souls. Someone has used the Dao clock to reverse time. No one can resist this kind of power."

When the Emperor Fengdu heard this, he was relieved, as long as someone took care of it.

They just disappeared for a period of memory and experienced a period of time again, which was good.

Boom!

The bells spread to the sky.

The saint of Sanqing seems to feel something, looking at the location of Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun wonders: "Daozhong? Why does it seem to be different from the past?"

Taishang turned his head and looked at the fetal membranes of the heavens and the earth, but where his eyes were, it was all chaos, and he couldn't see anything.

The gossip behind Emperor Fuxi turned rapidly, and his expression changed drastically.

"The power of time! Someone used the power of time!"

Sanqing was stunned and headed directly towards the Zixiao Palace.

Huaguoshan.

In his sleep, Monkey King looked dizzy at the figures around him. Twenty black and white ecstasy entourages accompanied him.

"Where are you strange guys going to take my grandson?"

But the five people answered him. He turned his head and looked around, and found that his body was still in place, and the monkeys on the Huaguo Mountain were all jumping, eating peaches, making peaches, and making wine, as if he hadn't found him. Similar.

Boom!

A bell echoed by, and he was awakened instantly.

The ecstasy around him disappeared, and he found that he had just slept.

"Hmph, I dared to send a messenger to my old grandson's soul!" After Wukong woke up, he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"What is the bell? It can wake me from my sleep."

In chaos.

Under Hong Jun's sight, the entire Three Realms were shrouded in the power of that faint blue time.

Only two breaths of time elapsed, and then an instant reversal began.

He saw the scorching Sanqing retreating from the direction of Zixiao Palace, from the sky to Huoyun Cave, and then retreated to the dojo where he was.

He saw Heavenly Dao Hongjun disappearing from time to time in Zixiao Palace, appearing from time to time, intermittently.

He saw the starlight of Emperor Ziwei flying from the earth to the sky, the Emperor Ziwei star was born from death, and its brilliance was bright.

He saw the underworld changed from being overwhelmed by ghosts to sparse, and the king of Ksitigarbha changed from crying to laughing.

In the land of Kyushu, the fragmented city wall flying sand took a picture, and turned back.

The iron hoof that stepped out began to retreat, and the Jiuding that flew towards the sky buried deep underneath.

Emperor Qin became a hostage of Zhao Guo from the ancestor dragon proud of the world.

The Rakshasa sent by Styx also instantly retreated and returned to the Nether Blood Sea.

Dinghai Shenzhen returned to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and the monkey had not yet crossed the sea to learn art.

...

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

The spar powder in Ye Fan's hand slid down with his fingertips, and when it fell on the ground of the Zixiao Palace, it was already annihilated.

He looked at the figure standing in the clouds of Nine Layers, wondering if he still remembered himself.

"How dare you come here?"

As he said, the laws around him moved together, and thousands of thunder lights swept toward him.

Ye Fan support his forehead, yes!

Really don't recognize it.

He looked beyond the chaos, where Hongjun was holding back a smile.

"If you don't come down, I will be banished again!"

Although he doesn't care about this kind of thing, Dao still owes him a great day!

There are thirty-three layers of talent, and now the one layer that belongs to him is the thirty-fourth layer.

A layer of heaven is a large-scale world, although there are no four continents, boundless, but it is also made of prehistoric fragments, which can give birth to thousands of subjects.

brush!

Seeing Ye Fan shouting towards the sky, Tiandao immediately cast his gaze to the sky.

"Hong Jun!"