Zhang Wenchang soon traveled more than ten miles and began to feel something strange. The power of the years penetrated through the divine clothes.
"No, we have only walked one-tenth of the way, and we are already feeling the power of time." Ye Fan's expression changed.
Zhang Wenchang felt awe-struck in his heart. It was only one-tenth of the distance and it had already reached this level. No wonder those Zhongzhou royal family and those extremely powerful people felt despair.
Zhang Wenchang quickly activated the Yuantian Divine Patterns inside, and countless divine patterns were radiant. A piece of divine light emitted from the divine clothing, protecting the entire body.
It must be forced through as soon as possible. This kind of power of time and deprivation of life is really crazy.
Zhang Wenchang saw ancient trees like mountains, each one towering into the clouds.
The thick vines are as thick as a water tank, winding and coiling like a dragon, coiling around the entire mountain peak.
It is because there is divine spring water here. Although part of it has been absorbed by the Nine Wonders of the Immortal Medicine, it is not stagnant water, but slowly forms a stream and flows outward.
In the process of flowing, the spiritual energy was absorbed by many plants. Before it could flow out of the ancient and forbidden land, it had already been absorbed by various plants.
There are countless elixirs along the way, and they look very old. Zhang Wenchang has not stopped picking them. Now he is going to pick the elixir of immortality. Who cares about these elixirs that are thousands of years old?
My little girl also felt the erosion of time. Even without the supplement of Sun Flower Cave Sky, my hair still became gray.
However, the little girl didn’t have the big girl in hand, and she was very courageous. Long Yuchan was very good at fighting against others.
Obviously, the power of those years has made it grow old, and even the injuries on the path are getting worse.
My eyes kept moving, staring at the big girl, and I was in a daze.
Although the four holy mountains are not very small, they exude a majestic momentum, as if four days and ten days are compressed here, exuding an endless sense of oppression.
Long Yuchan thought that Ye Fan had the Kirin Seed, but without this Bodhi Seed, it would be impossible for him to go to the front of the road.
Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan sprinted at a speed of 100 meters, relying solely on their physical strength to run wildly.
I slowly rushed towards the top of the mountain, and there were countless figures standing side by side, looking down at me with cold eyes.
You are dressed in white, just like the Guanghan fairy, you are Long Yuchan.
That white-haired woman exudes a domineering aura that dominates mountains and rivers, and only you can dominate.
That time he rushed to a distance of more than a hundred meters. Ye Fan obviously had no idea how to hold on, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred.
At this time, Ye Fan must have become very old and his hair was gray.
But after all, we arrived at the foot of the mountain, still retaining a little strength.
The power of those years was obviously many times weaker than this time when I retreated to the Immortal Palace.
The little girl walked down and yelled: "The bad dog is blocking the road, get out!"
After entering this place, a small amount of life will be consumed every second, and every penny can be wasted.
Those seven figures all have an extraordinary aura, and the little girl feels that the worst among us should be a saint.
When I rushed to the tenth place, the little girl was blinded by the sun. It was time to replenish her life and strength. Didn't I act so old?
This mysterious power of time is constantly attacking us, and the techniques and magic contained under this pattern have also been deprived of us by force.
Did you take action? Staring at the little girl, eyes filled with gleams of light.
Eight thousand years later, you will be the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland, and you will be one of the Eight Great Masters of Tianxuan along with the old madman and the little Saint Guard Yi.
Then I pushed the big girl into your arms.
Think about it, the old madman has not become a little saint before Wei Yi, and Zhang Wenchangnan must have not become a little saint long ago.
The man immediately threw the older girl to the younger one as if he had been stung by a wasp, looked back at the younger one, and then jumped into the abyss.
You landed next to me quickly, with your white clothes fluttering and your grace unparalleled, just like the arrival of a fairy.
Those people should not be the desolate slaves that the ruthless little emperor has been collecting one after another. There are so few people who have come back, so no one is qualified to be a desolate slave.
The little girl looked at these people, and some of them had white hair like snow, and some of them had white hair like waterfalls. The mountain wind blew heavily, and our hair was fluttering in the wind. They all looked so fluttering, but the appearance was still wrong.<
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The little girl moved the big girl from the front of her back to the back of her chest, and the unbearable aura immediately disappeared.
Of course, in cases like Zhang Ziling and Li Daman, we have nothing to do with Ye Fanxiao, so the ruthless little emperor allows us to live.
The farther back you go, the more intense the erosion of time becomes.
After walking to the left and right of the eightyth century, the small divine lines under the clothes should be erased and cut off one by one.
My speed was very slow, and Long Yuchan was chasing me in front. As he rushed down the mountain, he shouted: "Don't run away, old man, you have to fight with him for 700 rounds!"
When the divine pattern of the Origin of Heaven disappeared completely, the four ancient characters in the Taoist Sutra emerged from under the stone clothes, always suppressing them and resisting the power of time.
"Something's wrong, little brother, something's wrong. Without you here, I'd be dead." The little girl patted her chest and said to the big girl.
This person was stunned, as if he dared to doubt.
Not a single man among them has bright eyes, white teeth, and a slender neck, like a hibiscus emerging from water.
And when I reached the top of the mountain, with a plop, I fell to the ground because I had moved.
The little girl put the big girl on my neck.
But our eyes are cold and cold. When we look down at the rear, there are no mood swings. We are as indifferent as a robot.
Temporarily stabilized, the power of time has temporarily disappeared, and it is not depriving life, but the little girl knows that it is not insurance.
At this time, the white-haired woman's eyes in the sky seemed to have lost any luster. I fixed my eyes and did not step back again.
Zhang Wenchangnan crossed the void and instantly blocked the little girl's face.
The eldest daughter was crying and wanted to help me, but Long Yuchan simply took Ye Fan away first, put it in a white jade bottle, and threw it into the Sunflower Cave.
Long Yuchan was not polite, he rushed in front of you, slapped your beautiful face, and yelled: "Get away! I'm blocking the road!"
In other words, they are a group of little saints. People with high cultivation levels are not qualified to be slaves.
Long Yuchan advanced instead of retreating, taking small steps toward the white-haired woman.
The cold eyes of these people and the aura emanating from their bodies make people feel cold all over.
Sure enough, when they retreated to 80 meters away, these four ancient characters also caught up and were gradually obliterated by inexplicable power.
Long Yuchan felt like her body was pricked by needles, just like the porcelain, as if it was about to crack.
A white-haired woman walked towards Long Yuchan. Every time I took a step, my little girl felt as if the world was about to collapse. She exuded an aura of unparalleled low-handedness.
Although it was impossible for the ruthless Little Emperor to suddenly wake up and save me or the Xiaocheng Holy Body to save me, Ye Fan is suspected to be powerful at this time.
At this moment, Long Yuchan was walking as fast as flying. Every time he jumped up, he felt like he was ejected and walked back seven or eight hundred meters.
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