The Book of Troubled Times

 Chapter 904 is just an escape

 From the great road to the simplicity.

 The reason is very simple, but how can we get rid of these?

 At least for now, Zhao Changhe has not been able to withstand the passage of time, and his hair has turned white.

 But he still laughed happily.

 Because he is not like Ruoyu who was aging from head to toe when he encountered witchcraft; nor is he like when he was testing time in Tianhe, where he let the withered poplar blossom.

 His body has endured old age and decay and remains the same. His face is still young, handsome and sunny.

 Just the graying of hair...is considered a sign of partial aging, but it does not affect the situation of the battle at all. Maybe even more handsome. After all, there are still people who want to dye their hair white. The average person in the country is white-haired, although it is not for men...

This kind of local decay effect means that it can be rested and adjusted when there is time, so there is no problem; the most important thing is that Zhao Changhe can withstand the decay of time at the level of Heavenly Dao.

That's all.

　　The door has been opened on the other side, and dawn is looming.

Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way to improve. Even if such a leap is to hang his head on his belt, Zhao Changhe feels more passionate and fun.

Amid laughter, Zhao Changhe smashed his whole body into the planet earth, creating a huge bottomless pit.

There was a sound of wind in the distance, and the arrival of this suspected "meteor from the sky" attracted the attention of many monks, who came to spy.

Zhao Changhe's bones were almost broken. He coughed blood and pushed himself up hard, but he felt more confident. This is indeed a planet for cultivating immortals—that is to say, the previous judgment was completely correct. This star field is a sea of ​​chaotic stars, and most of the planets are continents for cultivating immortals.

This is the sea of ​​​​stars... The practice of a mere small world is nowhere to be found... Now Zhao Changhe even suspects that the other side is not the highest state of practice, and there may be more above.

The thought flashed across the sky, and screams were heard from above. The monks who came close to visit were brutally attacked by heaven.

Zhao Changhe was shocked. This way of heaven is indeed a demon cultivator, and it makes no sense at all.

In the screams, I could faintly hear such words: "It's Luochuan..."

“Luochuan, you dare to kill indiscriminately on Tianxuan Star. Do you really think there is no one on this planet?”

This guy really has a name, his name is Luo Chuan... It sounds a little strange for a moment, as if he has turned from a void concept into a reality, and has also fallen from the nine heavens into the mortal world.

 But in fact, I have always known in my heart that this is the case. They are all beings of different dimensions. There is no such thing as nothingness and indescribability. To be honest, it is quite beautiful.

Zhao Changhe was too lazy to think about this. Taking advantage of the moment of chaos above, he quickly melted from the ground into the earth, silently drilled into the underground water, melted into the water, and reached the sea.

 The laws of space cannot be used casually. Heaven is more skilled than myself, so it is better to test other aspects. The biggest difference between the continent and the universe is whether there are earth, water, fire, wind, and the five elements. The mysteries of time and space cannot compete with the way of heaven, so let’s see if there is anything we can strive for in other aspects.

There is a certain possibility that a demonic cultivator like Luochuan would be relatively biased towards nature. Even if there were no shortcomings, it would still mislead Tiandao because he had been using space to jump.

Sure enough, just after Zhao Changhe left, Luo Chuan appeared at the bottom of the pit where he fell, and immediately frowned.

 He ​​was used to sensing the changes in the surrounding space, but he couldn't sense it for a moment. He didn't know where Zhao Changhe had escaped.

Zhang Kai's consciousness covered the entire continent, but there was still no.

 Continue to expand the search overseas and scan the sea for the first time, but there is still nothing. Immediately, traces were discovered—Zhao Changhe and his people were all above Jiutian, and they almost left the planet...

 Earth, water, wind.

Zhao Changhe's mastery in all aspects may not be as good as those who specialize in a certain field, but his comprehensiveness really amazed Luo Chuan. In just such a moment, he almost escaped his pursuit. This is still a state of serious injury...

At that time, I did know that this person had only touched upon the principles of many methods, but it was impossible for him to have such a deep accumulation. The past thirty years of returning to the path of spiritual practice were really a wonderful transformation.

The murderous intention in his heart became more intense. Such a natural warrior must not continue to grow, otherwise there would be no need for the Ye family sisters. Zhao Changhe alone could drink a pot for himself.

 Luochuan flashed forward and chased after him again, intercepting him outside the atmosphere.

However, Zhao Changhe turned around and fell back, heading straight for a fairy mountain on the island.

At first glance, it is the Lingshan Cave of a powerful monk, with countless restrictions, the mountain protection formation is extremely powerful, and it exudes a frightening aura.

Behind him, Luo Chuan's attack came again. Zhao Changhe quickly dodged it with a flash, and Luo Chuan's attack suddenly landed on the mountain guarding formation of the fairy mountain. The large formation counterattacked with a bang, and a powerful five-color dazzling light shot straight into the sky.

“So it turns out that Zhao Changhe can also cause people to hurt innocent people?” Luo Chuan shook up the formation and fought back, mockingly: “The so-called chivalrous name is also hypocritical.”

Zhao Changhe didn't bother to pay attention to him. He immediately adjusted his appearance and became the kingly one out of habit. Then his left hand reached into his arms again and touched the heavenly book.

It was an unintentional mistake to fall into this planet and hurt innocent people in the first place, and I didn't expect it to be so detailed. This time, the formation of the Yinhu Mountain was the result of careful consideration.

I just heard someone say, "Do you really think there is no one on this planet?" The top monks on this planet will never allow a foreign demon cultivator to act arbitrarily here, and will definitely take action. Zhao Changhe observed the sea and land and found that the energy veins converged on this fairy mountain. This must be the real controller of this place.

 How long will it take for this to happen?

Sure enough, when Luo Chuan was taunting, the mountain guarding formation opened, and a golden giant sword flew out with a bang, accompanied by an old and plain voice: "Tianxuan Star is not a place for you demon cultivators to act recklessly. Don't blame me if you don't look back. Wait for ruthlessness.”

Luo Chuan sneered: "I am chasing the enemy, and those who know how to do it should stay away from it, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

The man's voice was still calm: "This fellow Taoist, please come back as well, please don't let personal grudges come into play."

"Boom!" The giant sword rushed at Luo Chuan, and the violent energy made the sea and the sky roar.

 At the same time, a big hand came out from the mountain, as if to swat Zhao Changhe out of the planet.

Zhao Changhe, however, didn't care about this shot. He didn't even make a move to dodge. The hand that touched the heavenly book poured all his strength into it: "It's now!"

 …

 During their frantic escape, the Ye family sisters kept communicating with each other.

"How is your injury? How long will it take?" Ye Jiuyou was anxious.

"The injury caused by the way of heaven, although the injury is not serious, it will not heal so quickly." Ye Wuming calmly replied: "But if you just want to suppress it, give me another ten breaths."

“If we want to suppress it, won’t it be more troublesome to recover afterwards?”

"yes."

Ye Jiuyou didn’t ask any more questions, and Ye Wuming didn’t say much.

What does it matter if it’s more troublesome to recover afterwards?

The two people's minds were focused on the outside world, the scene where Zhao Changhe broke the road between life and death with a knife and smashed the celestial body into pieces.

 His battles have always been like this...he is domineering, as if he often wins or loses with a single blow, but more often than not, he is covered in bruises. Because he spends most of his battles wielding his sword against stronger ones.

Ye Wuming's eyes fell on the Miao territory again. Countless spiritual wizards were forming formations and chanting words. Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao were both closing their eyes and performing spells. The atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

It's useless no matter how anxious everyone is... Not only is her Ye Wuming's injury not healed so quickly, but the preparation of the witchcraft there is not the same as the ordinary formation. It doesn't mean that it takes effect when it takes effect... Some witchcraft even have to be carried out. What can be effective like 7749 days? It is precisely because there are so many prerequisites that it is difficult to resist when it really breaks out.

Skills that are moved forward for a longer period of time are naturally more powerful than instantaneous skills. Even Zhao Cuo’s games know this setting, which is natural.

 Facing an opponent like Tiandao, there is no way to deal with it, otherwise it will just be a waste of opportunity. But the more he moved forward, the greater the pressure on Zhao Changhe. Ye Wuming had seen Zhao Changhe's life-and-death battles under tremendous pressure countless times, but this was the first time he had seen it as a protected person.

This experience makes people feel very weird and cannot be described in words.

The world suddenly trembled. It was Zhao Changhe who fell into the planet and slashed back. At this time, he no longer had time to care about maintaining the stability of the world.

But no one had time to care about the earth shaking at this time. Everyone was staring blankly at the scene where Zhao Changhe's head turned gray in an instant, and they collectively lost their voice.

Ye Wuming clenched his fist tightly, and his nails unconsciously dug into the palm of his hand, causing faint blood stains.

“So his name is Luo Chuan.” Ye Jiuyou whispered to himself, with deep hatred in his voice: “I know.”

 —Accidentally got a real name, which has additional effects on witchcraft.

 The person Ye Jiuyou hated most was never Ye Wuming, but Tiandao.

"It's almost..." Seeing Zhao Changhe leading Luochuan to attack other people's mountain-protecting formation, Tang Wanzhuang, who had been observing by the side, heard Xiange's idea and said quickly: "It's now."

Ye Jiuyou cut his finger, and a drop of blood fell on the corpse's forehead.

"Boom!" The corpse puppet sat up, suddenly thrust a palm into his chest, grabbed a huge **** heart, and crushed it to pieces.

Over there, Luochuan was responding to the giant sword attack, and suddenly his heart felt cramped, as if his heart was about to break.

 Fortunately, he was extremely powerful and could protect his heart at the critical moment. But the giant sword rushed past him at this moment. Luo Chuan dodged urgently and flew thousands of miles away in an attempt to avoid it.

 In the sky beneath the palace, four images shine, and the Night Emperor returns to his throne.

 Everyone in the Sixiang Sect watched helplessly as Ye Wuming disappeared in the center. They didn’t know where they went, and they couldn’t even find their breath. And his four-image connection has also lost contact with Ye Wuming, and its connection reaches up to the Night Palace and down to Jiuyou.

—There has never been a Night Emperor. The so-called Night Emperor is nothing more than the order of the strong division of heaven. When order returns to chaos and light and darkness converge, that is when the origin of the Heavenly Book reappears, and the spirit of the torn Heavenly Book returns.

 Ye Jiuyou opened his eyes.

Piaomiao beside her turned her head in shock. She found that Ye Jiuyou's aura had changed, and there was an order that did not belong to her, a ritual that did not belong to her, a destiny and aura that did not belong to her.

That kind of breath is very familiar, long and high, and the Night Emperor has no name.

This kind of ethereal feeling is experienced... She has also been entangled with others, as if they were one body.

 The sisters of the Ye family are united! Moreover, it was Ye Wuming who voluntarily gave up his own existence and formed a body with Ye Jiuyou as the main body!

Zhao Changhe stroked the Book of Heaven, no longer touching Ye Wuming, but already touching Ye Jiuyou.

The opening and closing of the Book of Heaven, time and space, light and darkness, life and death, reality and illusion, the five elements... all kinds of laws gathered together, forming a chaotic shadow like a black hole in the universe on the page, heading towards Luochuan's escape place Run over with a bang.

　　The power of the Ye family sisters after they merged has truly surpassed the power of the other side...not even just in the early stage, but once it takes shape, at least in the mid-term.

Luochuan, who was hit by witchcraft, giant sword, and heavenly book at the same time, finally could no longer hold it back. His whole body was smashed to pieces, and even the heart pulse he had just protected was not protected. The heart burst directly and the internal organs were fragmented. As the blood spurted out wildly, he escaped without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe was hit by the giant palm in the fairy mountain. At the critical moment, Ling Ruoyu in the Night Palace mobilized the night palace to protect the sky, and the stars shone brightly to protect the surrounding sky. The palm of his hand smashed through the stars, but most of the power was offset, and only a small amount fell on Zhao Changhe, hitting him away from the planet like a rubber ball.

Zhao Changhe was floating in the universe like a kite with its string cut off. He was already unconscious. It was entirely due to inertia that he continued to move forward, wandering to an unknown place.

Many monsters in the star field opened their eyes: "What magic weapon was that powerful attack that was comparable to a black hole just now?"

"Danger." Ye Jiuyou flew out, grabbed Zhao Changhe's body and dragged him into the Book of Heaven.

 The pages of a heavenly book are turned, like meteors flying away, heading straight to the edge of the star field.

 When someone comes, they can no longer be found.

 …

 The edge of the star field, the dimensional void.

The Book of Heaven is hidden in it and closed quietly.

The world in the book is peaceful and peaceful, and the world still doesn’t know what thrilling battle just happened. I only know that disasters that have not happened in thirty years, such as earthquakes and tsunamis, all happened suddenly just now, but they were quickly eliminated, and the court was organizing disaster relief.

In the Night Palace, Ye Jiuyou held Zhao Changhe, who was covered in blood, and pursed his lips tightly.

 Her consciousness was not calm, and she had a splitting headache. Because the two souls are entangled and twisted, and they are mutually exclusive.

Even if Ye Wuming is willing, even if Ye Jiuyou can accept it, and even if the two sides are one and there is no obstacle at all, the dissatisfaction and rejection of each other that lasted for two epochs are still instinctively at work. This is not something you can ignore just because you want to. , regardless of personal wishes.

 When the dust settled, the two sides were mutually exclusive almost simultaneously.

Ye Jiuyou was even more repelled: "Get out of here, who asked you to get together with me!"

Ye Wuming said lightly: "If you have the ability, you can annihilate me, just like Piao Miao could annihilate Cui Yuanyang at any time. Don't tell me that you are soft-hearted."

"Why don't you annihilate yourself?" Ye Jiuyou sneered: "Is it because Zhao Changhe said that you are not allowed to die without his permission?"

 Ye Wuming said lightly: "I'm thinking too much... It's just because he was seriously injured again because of me. I have to watch him recover before I can leave with peace of mind."

Ye Jiuyou said: "Then get out?"

 The night was nameless and silent.

Then Ye Jiuyou also fell silent.

 The fusion feels great for a while, but it’s not that easy to separate. Just like two bottles of paint of different colors poured together, it is not impossible for the two of them to separate them based on their abilities, but it will obviously take a certain amount of time. After all, neither of them has experience.

 The most experienced person in doing this is Zhao Changhe. He is in a coma, his hair is pale and stained with blood.

Ye Jiuyou lost the mood to argue with Ye Wuming, caressed Zhao Changhe's face, and whispered: "He is always like this..."

 The night is nameless and silent. It has always been like this, it has been like this since debut, and it has never changed. But in the past it was for others, this time it was for her, Ye Wuming.

Theoretically, it was the same thirty years ago, but it is definitely not as intuitive as this time.

As he said, the arrow shot thirty years ago can be considered as his intention to destroy Ye Wuming's plan, or it can be considered that he had the intention to break up his life and rebuild. Various factors... nothing can be touched at all.

 But not this time. Clearly, it was just for her, Ye Wuming. It wasn’t the case this time, which proves that it wasn’t the case last time either.

 He said it’s not just those who have desires. No one would risk their lives for that little desire.

 He is establishing evidence for his words, and the pages of the book are opened and closed with this in mind.

"So what about you?" Ye Jiuyou suddenly asked: "Is your self-fusion for the current situation at that moment, for you and me to realize the other side, or for escape?"

 Ye Wuming looked at Zhao Changhe's hair quietly and responded casually: "Escape from what?"

"Escape from the apology he asked you to make...escape from the relationship you and he will eventually face." Ye Jiuyou said coldly: "From the beginning to the end thirty years ago, your so-called perfect plan was nothing more than It’s just escaping.”

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