The Source of Time!

In this source, it contains the mystery of time and space, so that Li Fengyang is excited, so that since then, he will have an understanding of the power of space and time, to a higher level, not to mention the entrance to the room, at least the first glimpse of the door.

Moreover, this essence of the source, the only one in heaven and earth, fell into the hands of Li Fengyang, for him, it was simply like a tiger.

The origin of space-time belongs to Li Fengyang's body, and a space-time force is rendered, allowing him to sink into the perception of the power of space-time, which is an extremely slow process, but Li Fengyang enjoys it exceptionally, because perhaps this is the last chance.

What is Source?

The essence and fundamental of things are like the soul of a person, lost and cease to exist.

Therefore, the value of the source can be imagined.

Li Fengyang did not dare to have a little sense of the meaning, carefully understood, the spirit, the soul are sinking into it, and the mystery of time and space.

Li Fengyang seems to have experienced countless years, through countless spaces, through countless life journeys, all this is a kind of life experience, life truth, for his monastic, has incredible benefits.

The time!

The space!

In ancient times, there was a saying that there was time for the king and space was honored.

It can be said that among the many attribute forces, the power of time and space power are the existence of one, and the power of space and time is the top attribute force, and it is rare to be comparable to it.

The process of understanding is also difficult.

In this process, Li Fengyang is completely silent in the power of time and space.

He is like himself, sinking into his own source.

This is a wonderful state, inexplicable, and unknowable.

Li Fengyang understood, the understanding of the power of space and time increased bit by bit, many great rhyme, he seemed to control the time, across the space, like a god came down.

“Hold on!”

Li Fengyang opened his eyes, in the pupil, blooming, ethereal.

At the same time, in his body, spread out a ripple, the space is scattered, but not open, as if there is life in general, there is movement, there are laws, but with the passage of time, but gradually dispersed.

This is a mysterious scene, as if Li Fengyang can master the power of time and space.

Li Fengyang also felt this, the corners of his mouth a smile, step out, he was in shape, disappeared in an instant, the next moment, has appeared thousands of feet away, which is like a divine deflation.

However, Li Fengyang knew that this was not a shrunk, but Li Fengyang resolved the space and allowed him to shuttle, making it impossible for people to detect his movement.

In addition, the time is accelerated, which makes people feel long and difficult to distinguish.

Li Feng smiled slightly, stepped out, calm and calm, and made it difficult to speculate.

“Oh!”

Soon, he came out of the stars of space-time properties and stood among the stars, starlight like the sea, and the stars shone.

“Li Fengyang!”

Just in the moment when he appeared, a sharp drink full of killing came over, even if the overwhelming black air swept over, covering the sky, black pressure, rolling to Li Fengyang.

This black air is cold and clear, with a million lines, one by one, almost twisted, forming a grimace, the rush of the claws of the teeth to Li Fengyang.

Looking at a grimace, Li Fengyang's face is heavy, because this grimace is a fusion of death and yin, there is a way of death and the line of the yin way inside, containing all the negative forces, very terrible.

Li Feng's black hair flew, his face was awe-inspiring, his eyes were like a torch, and fell to the ghost wood.

The latter was in a black robe, surrounded by the body, the spirit of death and the gloom swept, like a wave of turning, forming a stripe network, which set him like death, cold and ruthless.

This is the ghost wood, the body of the wrong soul, the middle of the fairy!

At this moment, although he is still so reoriented, Li Fengyang in each other's body, vaguely feel a desire to break through the smell of the scattered fairy, which is like a volcano about to erupt, contains the power of terror.

In the dark eyes, in the cold, there was a green light, and in the darkness, it seemed very terrible.

He stared at Li Fengyang, motionless, as if he were a demon.

Li Fengyang's face was heavy, but he did not flinch, because his heart was firm in killing ghost wood, this opportunity could not be missed, and he also wanted to test that he had improved his strength in the case of five lines, wind and thunder, and time and space power to the next level.

In terms of Li Fengyang's current strength, in the world, there are few people who can match, so ghost wood is undoubtedly one of the best test stones.

“Oh!”

His arms waved, the palms of his hands instigated, suddenly bloomed gold, cyan, green, red, yellow, and white, blue seven kinds of beams, surrounded by Li Feng, condensed and scattered, and filled with a charm in the suspension.

“The Rumble!”

The void roared, like thousands of thunder falling, only to see five lines of glimmer suspended above the head of Li Fengyang, the wind and lightning arc condensed at the foot of Li Fengyang, itself covered by all kinds of brilliance, like a god.

“Oh!”

Li Fengyang is only a little light, a golden mountain, a round wood, a river, a flame, a piece of land presented, five lines of evolution, rhyme and reason, intertwined with various attribute force rules, set off Li Feng's body shape, more and more majestic.

Five lines of evolution, a vision of God, rushed to that face.

“Five signs?”Ghost wood saw this, a slight sneer, sneered, said, "Li Fengyang, because of your five lines of magic also want to resist the ghost crying of the Buddha, you are too naive?"

Say it, he said, a little soft, suddenly sounded a deplorable whimper, as if the ghosts were crying, fell into the ears, feeling creepy, cold sweating.

“Hang on, . . .

The sound of ghost crying sounded, a grimace rushed close, and the five-way god vision met, and immediately sounded like the sound of the rag torn, the five-color light was scattered, it turned to nothing, and the ghost wood sneered, but Li Fengyang was startled.

Before, ghost wood had been a magic trick, but the power is obviously not so strong, but now, but easily destroyed their own five-line magic, it seems that the strength of ghost wood increased ah!

Li Fengyang's face is heavy, this ghost tree is really the body of the wrong soul, not the easy people.

“Li Fengyang, be dead!”

The ghost tree approached step by step, over and under his feet, a large atmosphere of death and gloom swept, like a black ocean, terrible.

The sound fell, a line of death lines interweaving, condensed, a grim face staggered, gathered into a huge face, the face is grim, the image is terrible, top-down, a mouth swallowed Li Fengyang.

“Oh!”

Li Fengyang prompted five lines of brilliance, the wind and lightning arc, the right hand moved, tightly grasped the ancient stone spear, set off a war, in the pupil, Li Fengyang is also the intention of the war, a howling, the old stone spear spear sting.

“The Rumble!”

The ancient stone spear is an ancient god weapon, with the great power of Mo Dawei, the attack is very terrible, a spear waved out, the world is torn, as if divided into two, into the grimace of falling, suddenly sounded the sound of the ghost crying wolf.

“Hmmm—”Li Fengyang felt his ears roaring, his eyes were dizzy, and he had a faltering feeling.

But when he heard a soft sound, he could only see Li Feng's bruises, and his chest and back were scratches, as if he had been torn by a ghost.

This feeling is terrible.

“Hush!”

The face fell, and Li Fengyang hurriedly waved the old stone spear, but even so, it was also shaken and flew out.

“Huh?”Although Li Fengyang was beaten back, the ghost tree was stunned and looked a little gloomy, because he was somewhat surprised that Li Fengyang did not fall under his own magic.

He was cold, wrapped in the spirit of death and the gloom, shaped like a demon, staring at Li Fengyang with his eyes, and said, "Boy, it seems that your strength has improved a lot!"

"You're fine too."Li Fengyang said.

“Hmm.”The ghost wood snorted coldly, he was a fairy, in the fairy world, perhaps insignificant, but in the realm, but it was an important existence, I did not expect Li Fengyang even so expensive for him, so that his heart to kill more盛.

He said in a word: "Li Fengyang, you will die very badly."

The voice did not fall, and the line of death that gathered around him immediately writhed, and there was a strange feeling of spirituality.

At the same time, the ghost wood whispered and drank softly, and immediately sounded an incessant cry, sharp and very sharp, and creepy.

The next moment, only behind him appeared a distorted figure.

These are the souls of the wrong, death in the unwillingness, or the great grievances, the formation of resentment, left in the world; now, called by the ghost tree, appeared in the eyes of Li Fengyang, want to erode, filth his heart and consciousness.

“Wow . . . . . .Thousands of souls pounced, like the tide rushed to Li Fengyang, wanting to eat him completely.

This is a very terrible magic spell, contains the power of the wrong soul, only the ghost tree, the body of the wrong soul can be carried out, not only the material attack, but also a kind of spiritual attack, especially the latter, against, the soul, consciousness, will, the heart.

Li Feng's heart was shocked, his face was awe-inspiring, his heart was calm, and he was ethereal.

In his body, the twenty-four heavens and the earth run, blooming twenty-four colors, brilliant, ghosts very.

At the same time, Li Fengyang stimulated the power of space-time, at his fingertips, condensed out of luster, holy and immeasurable, a finger out, a little light through the void, as if not visible.

“Hold on!”The void is swollen, and it is shiny, gradually distorted, as if to tear apart.

At the same time, under this finger, the ghost wood feels that his years have passed, his appearance is constantly young, the cultivation is constantly degraded, and he says, "What is the matter?"

Such a terrible situation, so scared him cold and cold, look cold, look at Li Fengyang, lips slightly moved, as if trying to say something, but under the strength of this strange years, he found himself like a child, cultivation degenerated into the realm of the king of France.

The ghostly wood was hoarse, hissing and howl, “No!”

“Hush!”Say, he ignored everything, biting the tip of his tongue, spitting three consecutive mouthfuls of sperm, blood stained and empty, a roar of his mind, instantly restored clarity, and walked out of the power of the years.

At this time, he found that he was already sweating and drenched.

He looked at Li Fengyang, his face in horror.

Li Feng Yang saw this, sighed in his heart, his understanding of the power of time and space is still too short, otherwise, the ghost wood will certainly not be able to break free of the shackles of this power and go to death.

“Hush!”

Almost at the same time, the face collapsed.

The ghost wood looked gloomy, staring at Li Fengyang, and said viciously: "Well, very good, Ben didn't expect you to have such a magic spell, but today still can't change the end of your body."

Say, the ghost wood rushed out, carrying endless death and gloom, like the tide, rushing to Li Fengyang.

Immediately afterwards, only the devil wood hands choked, a line of death flying out, intertwined, condensed the spear of death, a burst, the hole through the void shot out.