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Time is indelible. This kind of human skin is also called the skin of gods.

There are many words on it, densely packed, engraved on both sides, the eyesight of ordinary people can't see clearly, and the handwriting is very small.

Iron hooks and silver strokes of these ancient characters are as powerful as black dragons and iron snakes, as if thousands of swords are glued to them, and there is a clanging sound that travels across the ages.

At this time, as if standing in the icy polar region, the bone-chilling cold, as if facing thousands of crying gods, the crystal luster on the ancient sage's skin kept flickering.

As soon as Qi Luo pointed it out, the smoke flowed, but the skin of the gods did not move at all. He scolded lightly, and a mouthful of innate essence sprayed out, turning into a glow and falling on it.

"Hey!"

Finally, some small characters glowed, like small dragons moving, dazzling, each stroke cut off the void.

"It's not like this." Qi Luo frowned, and then opened his mouth to spit out three mouthfuls of milky white innate essence, all of which fell on the crystal clear human skin.

"Buzz!"

This piece of heaven and earth is like a closed box, the inside is shaking, and hundreds of small characters can glow on the skin of the gods, and they are all branded in the void, all of them are clear.

Ye Fan was surprised, and felt an inexplicable power, as if time had changed, and the place was a little chaotic.

Qi Luo was struggling, his brows were deeply furrowed, hundreds of small characters were suspended, surrounding him densely, he got up off the ground and wanted to wave them, but found that he couldn't control them.

"It still doesn't work, these small characters don't obey the call at all, and they can't use their power."

"Boom"

When he sucked back Xiahui and swallowed the innate essence into his body, the small characters were imprinted on the clear human skin again, and he calmed down.

There are tens of thousands of small characters with iron hooks and silver strokes, and every stroke is a kind of time symbol. The combination of so many small characters is a very heaven-defying force.

However, ordinary people can't push it, and the combination of more than ten thousand runes will form a time node, change the trajectory of time, and extremely terrible things will happen within its envelope.

"This is the secret treasure of the Emperor Zhun. It is difficult to comprehend it unless it reaches the realm of a saint. It does not contain a god, but needs a kind of energy to be activated." Qi Luo said.

Secret treasures, different from other weapons, have unique usage methods, not conventional weapons, but some are so powerful that they can destroy the world and collapse the sky.

"The Lord of the Heavenly Court who has lived for two lifetimes is really amazing. He made such a secret weapon and dared to call it the Book of Time. Presumably there must be something extraordinary." Ye Fan said.

"Back in the day, the lord of heaven held the supreme scepter in one hand and the book of time in the other. He was invincible and unstoppable in the world. There were no more people in the world who could block ten tricks than one finger." Qi Luo sighed.

"This is the skin of the Emperor Zhun. After eating the elixir, he achieved the Supreme Dao Fruit." Ye Fan turned it over and looked at it, holding it like a steel needle in his hand, his body hurts and it is difficult to grasp.

If it is not refined into a secret treasure, there is no way to hold it in your hands, and the inherent killing rules may hurt those who are nearby.

Ye Fan tried repeatedly, and finally the little golden man in the center of his eyebrows took a step forward, sat cross-legged on the one-foot-square god's skin, ran the Xingzi formula, and flew away with a whoosh.

Qi Luo's eyes almost popped out, and he hurriedly chased after him, and soon the brilliance flashed, the little golden man bared his teeth, jumped up, and quickly sank into Xiantai.

"How about it, how did you feel just now?"

Ye Fan opened his eyes suddenly, feeling pain between his eyebrows, and said: "It's as fast as a stream of light, but it still doesn't involve time, it hurts like a needle prick."

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he said: "Hey, no, it seems that time has paused for a moment, there is a gap, maybe it will be of great use in the future."

Afterwards, he practiced and tried repeatedly, and one foot after another, small characters floated up on the four-foot-long, boxy skin, submerging the little golden figure, and carrying it galloping between heaven and earth.

"Unfortunately, there is only a momentary time gap, and it is too fast to be used." Ye Fan said.

"Creating fighters still has its uses, and if you use it well, it will kill you." Qi Luo said, and he also tried many times.

Ye Fan nodded. This secret treasure is too high-level. It is a magic weapon that can only be used by people above the saint. You can imagine the demeanor of the lord of heaven when he holds a scepter in one hand and a book of time in the other.

After a long time, the two sat down on a large piece of green and began to talk in detail.

In the village of heaven, they have the secret method of heaven, but they are missing a key part, which is the quasi-emperor skin, which records the core things.

Of course, the core lacks branches and leaves, and there are no expandable details, so it is not perfect. The combination of the two is the real inheritance of heaven.

As for the secret of Xingzi, that's another story. The heads of non-heavenly courts cannot practice, and it is not included in this piece of scriptures. It is a technique of suppressing education.

On the same day, the two completed the scriptures in the Heavenly Court. It can be said that the scriptures are shocking, and they can also be called bloody, purely to prove the way through killing!

Undoubtedly, this kind of inheritance is not suitable for Ye Fan. It is not the same as his path. He just kills the enemy, but Heaven regards killing as an instinct and a habit.

However, after careful study and careful observation, many Taoisms are very enlightening and can be understood by analogy. As for the secret techniques, they can be used.

Ziro said frankly that he is not very far away from a saint, and he might be able to set foot in that field in the future, truly challenging hell and the world.

"Did they really kill saints?" Ye Fan asked.

The sanctification of a killer is a very serious and terrifying thing. Proving the way by killing is not just talking about it. In a real life-and-death fight, a killer can kill many people of the same level.

"It's hard to be holy in this world, but since they've come back, how dare they show up?" Qi Luo frowned.

In Sky Village, there can be more than 120 men, women and children together, not too many, but they are all born killers, and that instinct is fused into their bones.

Ye Fan felt that if he found a school on the top of a mountain, he would be able to pull this group of people over. This is a ready-made framework, and there is no need to worry about it.

As for Qi Luo, he was keen on building the Heavenly Court and wanted to destroy hell and the world, so if he was asked to work hard, he would definitely do his duty.

"You have passed the test of the Heavenly Village, and now you are considered the Son of Heaven." Qi Luo said.

"Damn son of a god, no matter how you hear it, you are a slaughtered product. I have killed it myself, and I will definitely not be it." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Could it be that you still want to be the lord of the court directly? It's too far away from the number one in the world now." Qi Luo stared.

Two days later, Ye Fan brought Heihuang, Li Tian, ​​and Yan Yixi over to the Heavenly Village.

"Ye Xiaozi is not a son of God, I am willing to be, I am going all out, condescending as the head of a sect, and temporarily joining the heavenly court." Li Tian bluffed, and then searched everywhere, said: "There must be a son of god, there must be a peerless goddess, please come out Let me take a look."

"There is indeed a Goddess, who is overwhelmed by the country and the city, and will marry the Son of God in the future." Qi Luo narrowed his eyes and said.

"Well, let me take a look." Li Tian patted his chest and said, he is definitely the son of God, and no one will grab him.

Not long after, a middle-aged beautiful woman brought a baby girl, just over one year old, cute and pink, holding a feeding bottle, babbling loudly.

"Son of God... Son of God..." The little guy couldn't speak clearly, smiled cutely, and stretched out his hand forward with baby fat on his face.

"I'm jumping, this is the goddess, old man, are you kidding me?" Li Tian was sluggish at that time, his head drooping.

"Son of God...brother...hug..." The little baby girl stretched out her hand, not afraid of strangers at all, and smiled at the group of people.

"Hey, kid, I'm calling you brother, you haven't stepped forward yet." Heihuang poked Li Tian, ​​and bumped him forward with his butt.

Li Tian took the little girl and handed it directly to Ye Fan, saying: "Take care of your goddess." He was righteous, saying that he is the head of a sect, and there is no way to be the son of God in the court.

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the little baby was very cute, with big eyes blinking, a pacifier in its mouth, smiling non-stop at them, stretching out a pair of tender little hands, babbling and calling each of them brother.