Leisurely cultivating life

Of course, this is just an extremely beautiful reverie.

After all, no one can really enter the long river of time.

Styx just didn't expect the entrance of the River of Time to be in the Sea of ​​True Spirits. No wonder no one has been able to find the entrance of the River of Time so far.

"It's just...is there really no one here?"

Styx looked around and stared directly at the big river. In his eyes, some of the drops of water were big, some were small, some were illusory and hazy like phantoms, and some were independent like a piece of water. drops of water.

The long river of time stands tall and towering, overlooking the endless ages.

And above the long river of time, an extremely damaged dark red battle flag floated.

This time, Styx can confirm that this is true.

"You brought me here, what do you want me to do?"

Styx cut straight to the point, after all, he had to rely on it to leave the long river of time.

Yes, this is a one-way ticket, and there is no way for Styx to leave.

To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be needed. Naturally, whoever brought him here also has a way to take him away.

To his disappointment, Zhan Qi ignored him.

It just stood quietly on the long river of time, exuding killing intent that made Styx's heart skip a beat from time to time.

Styx: "..."

His intuition told him that he might not be able to do this 'Tsundere' banner.

Therefore, he silently withdrew the two swords of Yuantu Abi who were jumping endlessly, and pressed the picture scroll with four characters looming above his head.

The bored Styx looked at the long river of time under his feet, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

The sacred Styx, who is in charge of the way of innate killing, is an actionist, and once again endured the severe pain to split a little fire of the true spirit, and then was tapped by Styx into the long river of time under his feet.

"'I' want to change the past!"

Chapter 513 The Past Does Not Change (2/2)

"'I' want to change the past!"

With a sound of 'buzz', a little light of the true spirit went straight into the long river of time, and the next moment, a slight ripple appeared in the river.

…………

Kunlun, Yujing Mountain.

The third day of September, this is a very ordinary day.

All the undercurrents of the outside world will not disturb Kunlun.

On the top of Yujing Mountain, under the phoenix tree with the innate spiritual root, Zhou Fan sat cross-legged, and an indelible red glow flashed in his eyes.

"It can only go back so far?"

Styx divides a little bit of true spirit into the long river of time, and travels back in time, but in the end it can only go back to this point in time. Upward, there is a great terror lingering in my heart.

It seems that if you dare to go back for a second, there will be an ominous descending, pointing directly at the main body.

"Sure enough, isn't it?"

After doing this, Styx escaped the doom.

The torrent of information surging in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became water without a source, and was suppressed and obliterated by Yuantu's Abi double sword and blood sea industry fire red lotus.

"Just a little..."

Styx had a look of fear on his face, and looked at the little true spirit flame that he had separated with lingering fear.

Ups and downs in the sea of ​​true spirits, the sacred brilliance guarded around gradually dimmed.

Being swept up by a big wave, they are completely integrated into the sea of ​​true spirits, and they are no longer separated from each other.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Styx didn't know what to say to express his heart at this moment.

Any language seems so pale and powerless.

This is complete annihilation, except for the memory of the true spirit that Styx still has, there is no trace of it.

After a long time, Minghe whispered to himself: "I was thinking too much, this sea of ​​true spirits... can't be touched!"

The impact of this torrent of information alone is enough to make all the existences who want to pay attention to the true spirit sea retreat, not to mention the danger that Styx has not discovered.

This time, if it wasn't for the quick response of Xuehaiye Huohonglian, even if Styx survived by chance, he would lose a layer of skin!

Even if he is innately divine, he may have to sleep for tens of millions of years.

"Ok?"

Styx looked at the distance with some doubts, and the sacred thoughts spread.

"This is……"

Styx saw a flag, and a damaged battle flag suddenly appeared in the Sea of ​​True Spirits.

This is a battle flag, and there are very few writings on it.

"Dan Wo"

The battle flag was dark red, and it seemed to be watered with the blood of endless creatures. Just looking at it made Styx feel terrified.

This is really unbelievable. You must know that Styx is the sacred god in charge of the innate way of killing in the universe, and he would be surprised by the killing intent emanating from an extremely damaged battle flag.

Styx, who had already been 'arranged' by Zhenlinghai once, did not dare to be careless, and carefully observed the battle flag.

After a long time, Styx murmured to himself somewhat uncertainly.

"phantom?"

Yes, after Styx's all-round detection and observation, it was finally determined that the damaged battle flag was a projection.

Because, the battle flag is about to disperse.

Ming He watched the damaged battle flag gradually transform into a dark complexion, and even though there were thousands of troops galloping in his heart, he said something bitterly in his mouth.

"I'm still too young!"