Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

floating ruins.

In Ye Luoyang's eyes at this moment, he could no longer maintain his composure.

Her eyes closely studied the scene in the artifact of the ancient painting.

This battle is also unknown to her. This does not mean the result, but the process.

She had a very respected person who died in this catastrophe.

This is a knot in her heart that she can't get over. She really wants to know how that senior died...

"Whoa..."

Large areas of space-time barriers were broken down, and dark clouds covered them, swallowing the sky.

That coercion became stronger and stronger, as if the sky was falling apart.

at last.

Liang Lin saw the ancient existence in the memory of that witch god with his own eyes, edge!
It was an ancient divine dragon.

The body is extremely tall and majestic, like a galaxy pouring down, revealing the ancient and mysterious aura, he swam freely in the chaotic river, staring at Liang Lin as if stained with blood.

The world was frozen.

Under the coercion of Leng, there is no aura or law left in this world.

The law is the edge, and the edge is the law.

The law that only belongs to the edge covers Liang Lin. At this moment, besides the artifact of the ancient painting, all the monks feel as if they are shouldering a mountain.

To crush the flesh of man and crush the soul of man.

Outside of the artifacts of ancient paintings, the monks present were all desperate.

It is really impossible to imagine that the coercion of a living being can be so terrifying, and the breath will be so violent!
Compared with the witch god, the edge is more powerful.

This is the first time for the monks in Xuanyan Continent to see the real body of ascending to the sky.

Although the witch god appeared in the world, that one had already lost his original body, and was far behind the strong sense of oppression brought by Leng.

Although I have seen Len's figure in the memory of the witch god before, but the memory is just a memory after all, and what I saw with my own eyes now is another matter.

"How can there be such an existence in the world? His vitality is like a vast ocean, inexhaustible and inexhaustible. The totem of the physical body, like the god's pattern of ascending to the sky, cannot be eliminated at all."
"He is a god, a derivative of Dao, and an existence like a true god. This is far from a superpower that we can secretly speculate in our realm!"

"The Sorcerer God has lost his physical body, so his strength will definitely be far less than before. That is to say, the various spells that the Sorcerer God showed that day may not necessarily be the real strength of a person who ascends to the sky?"

"Leng looks far more powerful than the witch god?"
A group of monks shouted loudly, their faces paled with shock.

Ling's real body appeared in the world, shocking the monks present, making all the monks subconsciously feel that they were very weak, and Ling, who ascended to the sky, was as powerful as an ancient god.

The monks present were deeply desperate, how could they defeat such a strong man?
"What the Buddha bone said is not wrong!"

"Climbing to the heavens is the congenital birth of the heavens and the earth, not relying on the talents and practices born in later generations."
A monk spoke softly, with an extremely sad smile on his face.

Ling's real body appeared, showing too many facts.

This kind of existence is the innate birth of heaven and earth, and it is also the most powerful derivation of the Creator.

In the current world, it is impossible to derive such an existence.

"Is the so-called ascending to heaven just a dream passed down from generation to generation?"
"It doesn't exist? In this world, is there no longevity? Is there no immortality? Then wait, what is the meaning of practice?"

"What is the significance of monks' existence for so long?"
The monks were complicated and confused.

The realm of a monk has already been born many years ago.

ascension!
It is the highest state, which represents eternal life and eternal existence.

It has never been known which great power stayed behind, but the level of these realms is firmly rooted in the hearts of all the monks. They practice hard all their lives, don't they just want to rush to the realm of ascending to heaven?
But now, Leng's appearance made all the monks realize that this realm is nothing but empty talk.

Such a strong vitality cannot be achieved by hard work at all.

This is a huge gap that has been created the day after tomorrow, and there is no way to repair it.

This truth that suddenly emerged was undoubtedly a very shocking thing to the monks.

It's like the path of practice has been a scam from ancient times to the present. You spend your whole life on this matter, but suddenly one day you find that the so-called end never existed.

"There is absolutely no way to defeat Ling, and the outside world must not be pacified."

"Now that the emperor is about to leave completely, who in the Xuanyan world can shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting Xuanyan?"
Many monks felt a sense of grief.

The hope that he had originally had for the emperor disappeared when he saw such a powerful leader.

And such an existence, there are three outside the territory, how can it be defeated?
They have already begun to panic in their hearts.

Ascending to the sky has never fallen, Xuanyan will encounter turmoil one day and fall into a dangerous situation, how can he not panic.

"Don't rush, don't panic!"
"The time in the ancient painting artifact is still decades away from now. If Dengtian can break into the Xuanyan Continent, it will have come a long time ago. How can there be these decades of peaceful days?"

"In other words, didn't Dijun survive this battle?"
"It may be that he has found a way to calm the outside world, or he may have found other ways to repair the cracks in the Bagua formation. In short, things will not be as pessimistic as everyone present thinks."
"There is no last minute, anything can happen!"
A monk spoke slowly, trying to calm his mind.

Although these words do have some truth, the monks present at this moment have no way to listen to them anymore.

Hope is too weak, basically equivalent to no.

How can an ordinary person beat a god who is high above him?
What about the emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace? What about Peerless Wushuang? After all, he is a mortal, how can he stand side by side with the gods?