Step by step, every step out, above the light belt, there is endless brilliance rising up, and in each piece of brilliance, there is a kind of civilization.

Endless civilizations originate, flourish, and eventually perish.

A new civilization will arise again.

A period of civilization, a kind of life, this is a great era, a civilization that should be recorded in history.

And Lin Xiao is now equivalent to experiencing this era, from origin, to development, and prosperity......

In the end, there should have been a perfect ending, but before that, this band of light broke abruptly, and then, as if by a chain reaction, the entire band of light that Lin Xiao walked through began to collapse, and all civilizations, every kind of living being, this great era, just before it appeared, it died.

In the end, everything disappeared, leaving Lin Xiao alone, standing there in a daze, I don't know when, tears flowed down her face.

After a while, Lin Xiao knew how to wipe away the tears on his face, and when he turned around, the light band that had just died reappeared, just like everything just now, just a dream.

Lin Xiao turned around and walked through the era in this light belt again, experiencing everything, but in the end, it stopped abruptly, the light belt collapsed, and the era was shattered.

Over and over again, Lin Xiao doesn't know how long he has been gone, how many times he has experienced the birth and death of this era, this light belt, like the condensation of everything in a great era, all the essence, is in it.

Lin Xiao was like a demon, repeating this action over and over again. Including Sun Yaojie and others in the Qiankun Realm, they wanted to contact him, but there was no response.

Lin Xiao was like a demon.

has experienced countless times of life and death of the times, in this chaotic time and space, I can't feel the normal passage of time in the outside world at all, I don't know how many times I have experienced it, like Lin Xiao, who is enchanted, finally sighed, like waking up from a dream, muttering and bowing his head, that condensed the light band of an era. Crashing. Endless brilliance spreads.

"Pre-Owned...... Medieval ...... After antiquity, a great era that should have arisen did not appear, it disappeared. Originally...... But he was buried here. Over here...... A whole era has been buried...... Countless civilizations should have appeared in this era. Countless creatures that will be born have been erased alive in this era. Buried here......"

Lin Xiao muttered to himself, as if he was enchanted, in his mind, endless civilization and time were evolving, and at some point, the second supreme desolate vein in his body had already been completed, but he was especially unconscious.

In this chaotic time and space, there is enough to bury a medieval era that should have appeared but did not appear, in this medieval era, according to fate, a master of the era should be born in the Middle Ages, and a vessel of the times should be sacrificed, and all of this has been distorted and erased.

"Can fate really be changed? Or, is it just a matter of labor? Is the appearance of the Middle Ages only delayed? No...... Doesn't it mean that the Middle Ages have disappeared and entered the present era directly......?

Lin Xiao muttered to herself, her mind was very confused, and slowly, she sat cross-legged on the spot.

He doesn't know if his fate can be completely changed, and he doesn't know why this era was not born and died out directly, the only thing he knows is that now, he feels the original medieval era that should be raised, but the end of this era was cut off alive, so this is an imperfect era, and it is precisely because of it that it caused the collapse of the entire era, resulting in being directly erased.

This is a causal relationship, originally, because there is a cause first, there is an effect, but because of the disappearance of the effect, even the cause does not appear.

"From the future, does it directly affect the past? What kind of power is this?" Lin Xiao muttered to herself, and couldn't help but think of the Buddha who once appeared in the chaotic world and claimed to be from the future, but later, he was grabbed back by a big hand from the future, claiming that the future cannot be changed, and there will only be a small deviation in fate, but the general direction will not change.

Just like a river, if you want to change your fate, it is like throwing a small pebble into the river, which will affect the river in that small area, but for the whole river, it will not have the slightest impact at all, and it will never cause the whole river to flow backwards or change direction because of a small pebble thrown into it.

"Perhaps, it can't be changed, just because the power of the pebbles thrown in it is too weak, or maybe just the pebbles thrown in can't be changed, but if you dig another river, it's different. Lin Xiao muttered to herself, and suddenly felt something.

"For I have the Ancestor of the Tree, and the primeval weather, and even because I have the Great Finger and the blood of the Ancient Soul in my soul...... That's why I was able to find this lost medieval era hidden in this labyrinth of endless space, the medieval era, which did not disappear, but was in the embryonic state, and was obliterated and suppressed here, but I didn't expect it, and I accidentally touched it. ”

"Medieval ......"

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, as long as he closed his eyes, the light belt was extending, and after a while, he calmed down, and informed Sun Yaojie and the others through a message that they might still be trapped here for a long time, but they were working hard to seek a breakthrough and let everyone settle down.

Sun Yaojie and the others were helpless when they heard this, but they had no choice but to stay in the Qiankun Realm temporarily.

Then, Lin Xiao closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, he wanted to inherit everything he had felt before, and this medieval era.

With his soul as the carrier, plant the sprouts of this medieval era, and one day in the future, this era will definitely blossom and bear fruit and become a great era.

During the meditation, he could feel that unconsciously, the second supreme pulse had been cultivated, and as long as he refined the second atmosphere, he could reach a higher realm.

Inheriting the budding power of an era, everything has become like a matter of course, and even with his soul is so kissed and harmonized, without the slightest rejection.

For Lin Xiao, who is in a meditative state, maybe it's just a moment, maybe many thousands of years have passed, but when he opens his eyes, the second supreme atmosphere has been refined, and when it evolves, it is a belt of light, which carries the information of the times, and is in no way inferior to the first kind of ancient ancestral temple.

This second kind of weather was named "the origin of the times" by Lin Xiao.

Then, he continued to cultivate the third supreme pulse.

This one is the supreme flood vein.

In the Middle Ages, the inheritance he received was too large, and it was not a weather that could complete the evolution, so he had to open a third supreme vein to inherit.

This is the germ of an era, and it is by no means comparable to the little bit of primeval storm energy left over from the land of primeval ruins at that time.

The supreme atmosphere of the "origin of the times" is nothing more than the evolution of the origin of the Middle Ages.

In the cultivation, I don't know the passage of time, in this chaotic spatial fault, there is no concept of time at all, Lin Xiao doesn't know how long it has been, the only thing he knows is that one day, the third supreme flood atmosphere in the body, a wave of meteorology rushed into the sky, and the third supreme meteorology was evolved by him, and the second kind of "origin of the times" continued to evolve, evolving from "origin" to "development".

And for the medieval era inherited by Lin Xiao, it is still far from enough, and the vastness and power make Lin Xiao can only continue to split the fourth supreme vein to continue the inheritance.

An era has "origin", "development" and "prosperity", reaches the "peak", and then flourishes and declines, and finally this great era will eventually "end" and be replaced by another new era.

"Origin", "Development", "Prosperity", "Peak" and "End", these five steps carry and record the rise and fall of a great era.

Lin Xiao inherited this power, deduced and inherited it all the way, and in the end, the fourth supreme vein was also refined by him, and the fourth extraterrestrial meteorological "Prosperity of the Times" was also evolved by him.

If it continues, there will eventually be a "peak" and an "end", but when the fourth supreme prosperity is evolved by him, it will come to an abrupt end and cannot continue any longer.

Because the inheritance of the light band, from here abruptly, was artificially cut, resulting in the collapse and disappearance of this era, and it was not recorded as a real era.

Unable to continue, Lin Xiao opened his eyes, woke up from his meditative state, opened his eyes, and above his head, all kinds of weather evolved, and this entire chaotic time and space could no longer affect him.

After all, it was the power of the Middle Ages that affected here, and now that this power has evolved by him, here, he can't be trapped.

With a wisp of consciousness, I entered the Qiankun Realm and found that all human beings were cultivating, and they were all making great progress.

Thinking that I was here, I practiced three supreme meteorologies in one fell swoop, and now it is equivalent to having four supreme meteorologies, and it should have been many years.

Lin Xiao didn't alarm everyone in the Qiankun Realm, so he began to stride, determine the direction, and prepare to leave here.

The turbulence here can no longer affect him.

"I don't know how many years have passed, how is the current Chaos Realm, I have now cultivated the four supreme atmospheres, those first generation ancestors, if there is no big breakthrough, I can pinch them to death with one hand. ”

Lin Xiao smiled faintly.

The more he carries the power of the times, the more Lin Xiao can feel the horror of the Lord of the Times, and the more he is in awe of this place where the Lord of the Times can be buried.

Therefore, he still had no intention of going to the burial place of the gods and looking for eternity.

He needs to be cautious.

"With less than nine weather, don't even think about the idea of fighting the god's burial place, even if you know that you are trapped in eternity, you don't have enough strength to save it, it's better to wait until it's strong enough. ”

(Ask for a monthly pass~~~~) (To be continued......)