The woman was hazy, with dazzling fairy light all over her body and densely covered with symbols. She looked as sacred as a fairy coming to the dust. Just standing in front of her made the entire void lose its color.
At this moment, Bai Ye felt that the suppression on his body completely disappeared, and he returned to the late stage of inscription.
But, at this moment, the woman also attacked. She was very powerful, and she was in the same realm as Bai Ye. Her clothes were fluttering, the fairy light was surging, and her sleeves were caressing. It seemed that her movements were very gentle, but the sleeves were swinging.
At that moment, a strong wind split the sky.
At this moment, the raised sleeves of the robe enlarged, covering the sky and the earth in an instant, as if they could swallow the sun, moon and stars, melt the universe, and be terrifying.
"Could it be that...the universe is hidden in one's sleeves!"
This is a very terrifying magical power. It was famous in the ancient times, and is far beyond the reach of the remaining magic in the upper world today.
Bai Ye's pupils shrank, and his body's instincts were frantically warning him, as if he felt the danger of death.
At this moment, he finally understood why the little dragon was so relieved. Perhaps if he wanted to get behind the stone wall, he had to defeat this woman who seemed to be a fairy.
"boom!"
Countless transparent symbols emerged from Bai Ye's body, like a sea, quickly stopping the universe and freezing everything.
Space is king and time is supreme. He uses the symbol of time to fight against the universe in his sleeves, and uses time to fight against space.
At this moment, the world seemed to shatter like glass with a loud bang.
But what is shocking is that the sleeve robe is still there, it is not broken, it is still the same, covering it directly, taking Bai Ye into it.
This is not because he is weak, but because he does not have the real magical power of time and cannot fight against the Qiankun in his sleeves. It is like he has a lot of internal power in his hands, but has no martial arts to display, and cannot fully utilize the internal power to its fullest extent.
At this moment, Bai Ye was very calm, and the symbols around him were boiling, forming a big sun on his body, wrapping him in it, resisting the refining power of space.
The sleeve robe is still turbulent, as if countless great power is spreading. Vaguely, on the sky in the sleeve, a green-white palm falls, with five fingers like jade, and each line is clear as never before. It lingers around the sun.
The moon, stars, and a rotating prototype of the universe were held in the palm of the hand, and they suddenly fell down.
This is astonishing. The qi machine is so magnificent and vast. The moment it falls, it is like the hand of an immortal king, giving birth to the universe and covering the universe.
"The world in the palm of your hand!"
Bai Ye was stunned for a moment. This was a peerless magical power of the ancient monks. In ancient times, it was extremely dazzling and had unpredictable powers.
Now, the universe in the sleeves and the world in the palm are combined, one after the other, the connection is extremely perfect, and unprecedented power explodes. The world is collapsing, the void is shattering, and time is melting!
The divine light was endless and brilliant. The moment a big hand fell, hundreds of millions of stars fell together, carrying the prototype of the universe and crashing towards him.
It's too terrifying, too brilliant, the boundless divine light is burning, the endless divine power is boiling, one hand can cover everything, destroy everything, let you use your magic to reach the gods, I can cover the sky with one hand!
Bai Ye's whole body was oozing blood under that palm, his bones were cracking, and his internal organs seemed to be about to burst.
At this moment, he was still calm, his eyes were bright, his blood was surging, symbols, rays of light, small bells...
"Dang~"
A bell echoed across the world, crisp and powerful, melodious and long, as if it came from the end of time and was going to echo back to the original starting point.
He did not use the Anlan Spear and Six Paths of Reincarnation, nor did he use the Caozi Sword Art and the Only Cave Heaven. Instead, he fought with the pure power of time, trying to unleash his potential under pressure.
"Dang~"
The sound was still continuing, like the sound of time, and like the ringing of bells unique to heaven and earth. It made his surroundings completely still, and even his body stopped breaking, which meant that it had some effect.
"Dang~"
However, when the third bell rang, a strange scene appeared. His soul seemed to have been washed, and a scene appeared deep in his memory.
"Grandpa, what is time..."
"Time is the most original force in the world. Although it is invisible, it always exists. The heaven and earth, all things, and all spirits are all under its shroud."
On a rocky mountain in a valley, an old man and a young man sat cross-legged opposite each other. The old man's eyes were calm and weathered, he raised his sleeves and raised his hand.
At this moment, this valley changed, as if being eroded by an invisible force. The sun and moon were decaying, everything was withering, and the world was getting older.
It seemed that everything disappeared under that palm.
"Time is invisible. It not only exists within heaven and earth, but also exists outside heaven and earth. No matter whether it is a human being or an immortal, who dares to say that he can truly break away from the shackles of time. After all, we are just a grain in the ocean of time."
The old man was still calm, and when he waved his hand, time went back and the space was in chaos.
At this moment, the child found that his surroundings had changed. He was no longer in the valley where he had lived for many years, but instead stood in a dark void.
It was too cold here, too vast, with no boundaries and no end. It was like a big universe, and he was just a particle in this universe.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a vast and mysterious white wave suddenly burst out from the end of the sky. It was crystal clear and charming, shining with billions of starlight like symbols. It seemed to be taken from outside the universe, rumbling across, turbulent, and straight.
Submerge him.
This was so terrifying. The big waves were rumbling and unstoppable, lapping at the void and roaring in. It was like the collision of time and void. The two collided and produced an extremely strange force. His mind went blank, and his body and mind went blank.
It was completely empty, and the whole person simply dissipated.
But the next moment, he reappeared, as if he had escaped from it.
At the same time, the scene in front of him also changed. A big hand came from the sky, intercepted the boundless ocean, and refined it in his hand to form a rune harp.
The piano has nine strings, lying in front of the knees of a tall and majestic figure. It exudes a hazy mist, surrounds the sun, moon and stars, and looks extremely mysterious.
"Buzz~"
At this moment, the rune harp was activated, and the sequence was continuous, low and long, thick and heavy, spreading out like transparent ripples of time, spreading throughout the universe within it.
The man was silent, sitting cross-legged in the sky, his long and powerful fingers stroking continuously, making the sound waves like water, one after another, one after another, instantly drowning the sky and the earth.
The sound of the piano is low and distant, ethereal and ethereal, exuding a kind of nascent emotion, rising up to the sky and flowing down into the Nine Netherworlds. With the man as the center, it seems to run through ancient and modern times, and seems to spread throughout the long river of time, echoing in all the heavens and space.
At this moment, the sound of the piano gradually changed, exuding an unimaginable heaviness in the emptiness. This sound was too loud and too depressing. It was powerful and heavy, as if it was playing the sound of twilight that belongs only to this world.
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At the end, thousands of sequences seemed to merge into one sound, "Zheng!"
At this moment, the whole universe shook suddenly, as if it was hit by the veins of death, and started to collapse.
At this moment, the world is twilight, countless creatures are dying, the endless majestic mountains and rivers are decaying, and in the end, the entire universe disappears under the sound of the piano.
"What is this...Twilight of the Era?!"
Bai Ye came back to his senses. Although he felt that the music was not perfect and seemed to be only half, his eyes were astonishingly bright. The notes echoed in his mind, making his blood boil and surge.
Inside it, countless time symbols rumbled in the blood, as if resonating with the sound.
At the same time, on his body surface, the sun disappeared, the bell dispersed, and countless symbols were recombined, gradually condensing into a piano.
"Ding~"
The sound of the piano ripples, reverberating in this destructed world, passing outside the world, everywhere, everywhere, melodious with richness, heavy with depression, just like the unprecedented catastrophe at the dusk of the era, which has not yet come,
It makes it hard to breathe.
However, at this moment, the sun, moon, and stars are dissipating, the universe is collapsing, and everything, whether it is the prototype universe or the falling palm, seems to be buried under the sound of the piano.
The woman did not move, as usual, and raised her sleeves again. There was no other magic, only the combination of these two great magical powers. She continued to press, as if she was instructing, and as if she was teaching. Over and over again, there was only one wearing a sleeved robe.