Among the ruins of the heaven, a figure shrouded in a black cloak grasped the heavy remains of the palace wall with both hands and lifted it open.
Zuo Qing coughed violently. He grabbed the wrist of a [Psychic Medium] team member and stood up from the pool of blood little by little.
"How are you?"
Wu Laogou was carried by another member of the [Psychic Medium] team and asked weakly from the side.
"...I can't die." Zuo Qing propped up his body with a piece of wood and panted violently. His left leg was somewhat deformed and must have been broken in the battle with [Chaos] just now.
His eyes swept around, and several members of the [Psychic Medium] team were scattered throughout the heaven, rescuing the human ceiling and the God of Great Xia from the ruins.
"Thanks to you this time." Zuo Qing said bitterly.
"It's not me, it's their contribution." Wu Laogou glanced at the figures shrouded in cloaks, "They have no life, will not be injured, will not feel pain... and only they can be here
Save us from all kinds of situations.”
Zuo Qing nodded, "Lin Qiye's soul just fell down, have you found it?"
"Still looking for it, but it should be in heaven."
"Where's the king's face?"
"He's already awake, over there."
Wu Laogou looked in a certain direction, and Zuo Qing grunted, supported himself on a broken piece of wood, and moved there little by little.
In the pit filled with rubble, a gray-haired figure was sitting weakly on a boulder. A cloud of blood mist burst out from his body, and flowed back into his body as time reversed.
He seemed to be aware of Zuo Qing's approach and turned to look.
"Are your injuries serious?" Zuo Qing asked.
"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury...except for being a little tired, there's nothing serious." Wang coughed hoarsely twice and continued, "Should I go back?"
Zuo Qing was silent for a moment and then said hum.
"[Chaos] descended, the heaven was destroyed, the gods were injured, the Anqingyu defected, and the [Black Goat] side should also have failed... The consequences this time are too serious, we must change history."
"Okay." Wang Mian didn't hesitate at all, "When does it start?"
"Starting from the time when Lin Qiye and the others came back, before the Zhuxian Sword Formation was activated... No, from the time before An Qingyu disappeared and Jiang Er died, that is, the last night he was still in Heaven.
You go and warn the gods of Daxia and me in the past, guard An Qingyu, seal the plan in advance, and...imprison Lin Qiye."
Zuo Qing thought for a moment and then gave the answer.
"Okay, I'll leave now."
The king stood up slowly with his rickety body, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. A pair of time circles connected head to tail began to reverse in his eyes.
The breath of the law of time emerges!
Silver-white hair fell from his head one by one, and a few more deep wrinkles were added to Wang Mian's face. At the same time, time behind him became violently distorted!
A flash of silvery white light instantly engulfed Wang Mian's figure.
Wang Mian only felt his eyes flickering, and he came to the long river of time. He stepped on the canoe with both feet, and all the events that had just happened flowed past him like running water!
An Qingyu kills Cao Yuan, [Chaos] escapes from heaven, soul-like Lin Qiye emerges from the giant eye, Anqingyu wakes up from the door of truth, [Chaos] singles out the gods of Daxia, Lin Qiye faints, [
Night] The three of them climbed the stone steps...
Time flowed back in Wang Mian's old eyes. He stared closely at the front of the river of time, as if looking for something.
This time, the time to look back was less than two days. Compared with the last time, which spanned a year, it consumed a lot less life. But Wang Mian knew very well the importance of the history he wanted to change this time.
, much better than last time.
If he succeeds, [Key to the Door] will be sealed forever, [Black Goat] will die in the hands of the three Heavenly Lords, and [Chaos] will be imprisoned by Lin Qiye until it is obliterated... The history that will be changed this time,
It will directly affect the entire heaven, the three pillar gods, and even the fate of the entire world!
Although the time back is very short, the power of cause and effect he carries will reach an extremely terrifying level.
This time, Wang Mian was ready to run out of life.
Finally, Wang Mian's eyes were fixed on a certain place in the long river of time. In that timeline, An Qingyu and Jiang Er were still chatting in the heaven late at night, and nothing had happened yet.
Wang Mian took a deep breath, and the canoe under his feet floated straight towards the other end of the long river of time.
However, just as he was about to arrive, a black figure slowly walked out in the long river of time that had passed.
"It's you?!" Wang Mian's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw that person.
In the hazy mist, An Qingyu was wearing a black robe, standing in front of the canoe like a ghost. Under the wide hood, a pair of gray eyes were staring at the king's face indifferently.
There was a scar on his forehead, and his whole person had an indescribably cold temperament.
"You are not the An Qingyu just now..." Wang Mian narrowed his eyes slightly, and he clearly felt that the temperament of the An Qingyu in front of him was completely different from the An Qingyu who left just now.
An Qingyu glanced at the river of time beneath him and said calmly:
"Let's go back."
"What?" Wang Mian was startled.
"You can't move my timeline." An Qingyu slowly raised his palm, and the long river of time passing quietly under his feet suddenly became violent, and surging waves and whirlpools appeared in front of Wang Mian's canoe!
When Wang Mian saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. Although his [Time Sequence Thug] could go back in time and change history, with his current state, he could not directly control such a huge river of time... If it were Ke Luo.
North, it's possible.
"An Qingyu, don't you want to save Jiang Er?!" Wang Mian frowned and shouted when he saw this.
"I will save her, but not in this form..." An Qingyu's voice was extremely calm, "I warned you, don't try to change my timeline. Next time, I will bury you with my own hands.
in time.”
An Qingyu waved his hand, and terrifying pressure suddenly descended. The river of time at Wang Mian's feet was like a tsunami, rolling up his body and rushing backwards!
Wang Mian tried to stabilize his body, but in the face of An Qingyu's power, he had no resistance at all. The canoe under him was shattered by the river water, and a vortex emerged under his feet, swallowing his body in an instant.
At this moment, Anqingyu on the other side of the long river of time flicked his fingertips,
A white chess piece crossed the long river of time, crashed into Wang Mian's body, and disappeared without a trace with the rushing time.