Zhao Mu escaped into the dreamland of time, and came to the hiding place of time from the dreamland of time.
There is a wide hole underground, which is filled with a kind of annual ring tree that has no leaves or branches but only trunks and branches. These annual ring trees absorb and balance the chaotic power of time around them. With the help of these annual ring trees, it is really suitable to go here.
The mythical practice of controlling time.
But at this moment, the time is not here.
Zhao Mu entered the time dream here, but saw only the boring practice of time.
The only exception is that this cave has a passage leading deeper underground.
Because he was in a time dream, Zhao Mu opened the passage and entered deeper underground.
More than three thousand miles away from the surface, Zhao Mu came to a small underground cave of several thousand square meters in a time dream.
Can't see anything?
In the dreamland of time, you can’t see anything?
This means that once the time enters here, not even the dream of time can be recorded.
If you want to know what is here, you can only enter reality from the dreamland of time.
The tip of a branch of the Dream-Eating Mother Tree quietly poked out time and entered the dream into reality. With the help of the Dream-Eating Mother Tree, Zhao Mu immediately saw what was in the underground space in reality. In the small space, he saw a human with an open mouth and roaring eyes.
head.
The whole head is more than ten meters high, and a figure sits on the tongue in the mouth that is three to four meters high.
hour!
Zhao Mu withdrew the branches of the Dream-Eating Mother Tree, and Shi Chen turned his head sharply to look at the place where the branches of the Dream-Eating Mother Tree appeared.
The moment flashed by, but nothing was found.
"illusion?"
Shi Chen said to himself.
He didn't know if it was an illusion or if he was suspicious.
None of this is important. The important thing is that whether it is an illusion or not, he has to move. If it is an illusion, then at least he can feel at ease. If it is not an illusion, then it means that he has been targeted. Moving the place can also reveal the person in the dark.
Telltale.
A few minutes later, the underground space was empty.
Zhao Mu directly saw reality through the time dream. The mysterious power that interfered with the connection between the time dream and reality had disappeared.
Whose head is that?
It's just a head, but it can faintly suppress the power of time and dreams.
No wonder Shichen here doesn't return to the clan. He is probably hiding from the Immortal Spirit Lord and is worried that his opportunity will be taken away.
Time coordinates!
Zhao Mu reverse summoned, and the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Reed appeared in the hand of the deified lord.
When he was collecting tree rings in the underground space close to the surface, he suddenly felt that he was locked. The surrounding space and time dimensions were distorted, and an extremely powerful tearing force came from him. One of the looming holes was sucking him in.
At the moment of life and death, time around you begins to go backwards.
The sky-swallowing demonic reed's suction force, which was increasing crazily across the void, gradually shrank and reversed back to the past at this moment.
Seizing the opportunity, Shichen abandoned the growth ring tree he had worked so hard to plant, punched a hole in the ground and rushed towards the Guixu Forbidden Land.
He felt the power of immortality just now, which he could not compete with now.
Escape to the Dark Continent and you will be overtaken sooner or later. The only way to survive is to return to the Forbidden Land.
Rushing into the Guixu forbidden area, Shi Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, his face became extremely ugly.
This is not the first time he has entered the edge of the Guixu Forbidden Land. He knows what it looks like here. However, now the Guixu Forbidden Land gives him a completely different feeling. Either the Guixu Forbidden Land has changed during this period, or he is seeing it now.
Everything is fake.
Poof!
Shi Chen thrust his head forward, and a dagger penetrated the brain from behind and came out between the eyebrows.
"roll!"
Shi Shi roared in anger, and his head turned into three hundred and sixty-five tree trunks, piercing forward in all directions.
Zhao Mu drew out the God-killing Reverse Blade to dodge, and the moment he drew it out, he cast Doomsday Star Transformation on the blade.
The super-dimensional divine kingdom in the dream exploded, and the body that had just appeared was blown to pieces.
Three hundred and sixty-five tree trunks, all of them exploded without a single one left.
Only the bare main body of the body is left, as well as the annual rings on the blasted cross-section of the main body.
Some of the rings disappeared, and all the destroyed trunks reappeared.
The breath of time also weakened a little at this moment.
"What an amazing talent."
Zhao Mu said to himself in the fantasy world of demons hidden around him.
Realizing that Shi Chen might want to escape, he used the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Reed to capture him and at the same time, he had already enveloped the illusion of the Heavenly Demon in the space on the ground.
The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Reed only scares Shi Chen away to create an opportunity for a sneak attack.
With the help of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Reed, he could completely suck the hour in directly. The hour could reverse the flow of time, and he could also accelerate the time to offset it. He didn't do this just because he didn't want to bring the mysterious and unknown head into the Sky-Swallowing Demon Reed.
Because when he wanted to do this, the Disaster Demonic Eyes observed that the power of disaster in his body fluctuated violently.
If you can't suppress it, you can only kill by force.
I just didn't expect that the annual ring tree would have such a level of innate ability.
Relying on the permanent reduction of annual rings to return one's own state to many years ago, the number of annual rings consumed should be determined according to the severity of the injury. Just now, the state of the hour was returned to 1300 years ago due to the disappearance of annual rings.
1,300 years ago, the hours were apparently unharmed.
When the state returns to that time, the severe injuries just now will naturally disappear completely.
The price paid is that the power of time returns to 1300 years ago, which is equivalent to all the hard work of these years being wasted.
The price can be said to be high, but this talent is worth paying such a high price.
Imagine that if time becomes the pinnacle of mythology and the cultivation level is stuck for hundreds of millions of years, how many times can hundreds of millions of annual rings recover injuries? It is like the invincible Xiaoqiang with thousands of lives. Relying on this talent to survive
There are almost no opponents under immortality.
Fortunately, it is only the seventh level of mythology, and fortunately, Shichen has only practiced for 90,000 years.
"In the Demonic Illusion, which of the ghosts and gods are you?"
Shi Chen asked angrily as he felt the 1,300 years of cultivation disappearing from his body.
Zhao Mu didn't answer, and Shi Chen completely gave up any thought of reconciliation.
Judging from the sneak attack just now and this demonic illusion, this is definitely a powerful peak of mythology.
Relying solely on himself, he will be trapped and die in the illusion of the devil.
Sighing, the moment appeared in the mouth of the human head that flashed out of thin air, showing that the main body tried its best to get into the nasal cavity from the mouth, and then released the seal on the human head, only to see a desperate and crazy roar appear in the mouth of the originally frozen human head.
.
The illusion of the devil lasted for less than a second and was shattered.
Just because Zhao Mu was slightly exposed to the sound waves, his whole body immediately aged to the point where he looked like an old man in his nineties.
The immortal dream world unfolds, and Zhao Mu escapes into it.
The time that was deprived of the whole body flowed back, and although it did not hurt the root, it was still seriously injured.
It was just a roar before death, but after death, only one head was left with such a power that transcended mythology. The owner of this head must not have been an ordinary immortal when he was alive, at least at the level of the immortal human demon and his previous life source.