Chapter 896 Songs of Time

The tombstone runs through the eternity of the years and stands in the world.

It is entangled with chaotic energy, suppressing space, exhausting time, and its shape is indescribable.

The moment An Bulang saw it, he was enveloped by an unimaginable power of time.

Years ruthlessly kill Tianjiao.

Time ruthlessly destroys everything.

At this moment, An Bulang saw the fall of all beings from the tombstone, the fall of energy, and the burial of everything by the years. Time has even buried a large universe, everything will cease to exist, and everything will return to nothing.

Life, without a trace.

Inheritance, a joke.

Matter, nothingness.

This is the great compassion of the universe, and it is also the great compassion of life.

Why pay homage?

A tombstone, buried all.

"Existence or non-existence, since the ultimate fate is nothing, why bother?" Qiu Ming looked at An Bulang, his body was withering, his essence and blood were dissipating, and his life was passing away .

Time is ruthless, and all living beings cannot escape their fate.

The lively dragon that An Bulang transformed into countless free energies collapsed and dissipated almost instantly.

Years are ruthless and powerful.

What shocked An Bulang the most was not this, but Qiu Ming, who watched his life keep falling and his body keep decaying.

The young man in Tsing Yi who was once fresh and handsome, now his body has decayed and fallen off, and half of his body has turned into dry bones.

This is an unimaginable price!

"This Shinto technique...does it have to be performed at the cost of burying oneself?"

A Shinto technique that can only be performed by burying one's own body...

Or is it a divine way technique that incorporates the power of the end of the Dao of Hongmeng...

The combination of the two, An Bulang really can't imagine how terrifying this level of Shinto magic will be!

Qiu Ming walked here holding the tombstone of the years.

One type of Shinto technique said years, and the way exhausted his understanding of the truth.

An Bulang felt that his own blood, his own energy, and even his life were being quickly extracted, flowing into the indescribable tombstone of the years like a sea current.

This kind of power, he can't resist at all, can't defend at all.

Even the primordial universe cannot break free from the power of time, so how can An Bulang break free?

An Bulang's bloody dragon state was knocked down by the tombstone of the years in an instant, like an old man in old age, everything withered and everything will be buried.

No matter what spells he casts, no matter what moves he casts.

Everything that falls on the tombstone of the years will be erased by the ruthless years, and nothing will exist anymore.

Just like the fate of the Hongmeng universe, from nothing to something, from something to nothing.

Nothing is fate, the fate of all things.

A tombstone of years, the Tao has exhausted everything!

If this kind of divine way technique develops to the later stage, it will be extremely terrifying. Once it is used, it may really destroy the way of heaven, nothingness, and destroy the entire supreme universe!

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"Is this your final understanding? To bury a tombstone of the universe... What a boldness!"

An Bulang's voice was old, his body was withered like an old man, but his pupils were as bright as the morning sun at this moment.

An equally strong breath of time gushed out from his body.

"I also have a supernatural power, do you dare to accept it?"

An Bulang yelled, and the heaven and earth trembled together!

The lofty and ethereal fairy sound moved the universe avenue.

A dao flower, rooted in chaos, blooms suddenly.

The moment the flowers bloom, the world changes drastically from scratch!

Endless splendor, endless energetic power begins to appear!

"The four styles of the Way of the Waves, the years!"

An Bulang reached the end of the Dao of Primordial Enlightenment, and also created a new Shinto technique of his own!

The endless and gorgeous Daoguang manifested in the sky and the earth.

Different flowers bloom and butterflies come.

There are thousands of auspicious colors, and the world of mortals is ten thousand feet.

The power of time is imprinted in the strange world.

That world is full of the beauty of the world, chaos, yin and yang, the five elements, good fortune, sentient beings, the sun rises and the moon sets, the blue sea tides, the bell is beautiful, and all things are in harmony.

An Bulang was wrapped up by the years, his qi and blood doubled, his white hair turned into black hair, and he changed from a haggard old man to a man with vigorous energy and blood, with bright eyes and infinite wisdom.

Waves of fairy sounds linger in the world, which is extremely beautiful.

Qiu Ming, who was holding up the tombstone of the years, was stunned, looking at the strange world in front of him, looking at the Dao flower full of vitality, he was in a momentary trance.

It is obviously the same power of time, why is it manifested so much differently?

"No...the years are cruel, you are not the years..."

Qiu Ming's fluctuating eyes suddenly returned to calm.

The tombstone of the years beside him trembled slightly, everything withered, and the universe fell silent.

In the strange world, a large number of creatures are dying, and a large number of substances are returning to nothingness.

An Bulang suddenly stood at the forefront of the strange world, and the flower of time that condensed the strange world bloomed in front of him, releasing incomparably magical power, blocking the erosion of the tombstone of time.

The power of the tombstone of the years is terrifying and irresistible.

But An Bulang also mastered the magic of the divine way!

Based on the years, blooming flowers!

"Although the years are ruthless..."

"But people should sing!"

The boy's pupils bloomed with brilliant fairy light, and Daohua felt the boy's divine way, sensed the boy's consciousness, and released an incomparably gorgeous, incomparably bright dao light.

All the little supreme beings, and even the arrogance and powerhouses of all races, were all intoxicated by that incomparably beautiful light.

It is full of all the good things in the world.

At this time, almost everyone felt a strange feeling.

The Shinto spells created by An Bulang and Qiu Ming after they reached the end are all years.

However, the nature of these two years is completely opposite!

The most surprising thing is that Qiu Ming, who is usually delicate and elegant, masters extremely high life and the six realms of reincarnation, and likes to display creative, boundary, and cosmic powers, finally comprehends the years as the tombstones that represent destruction and nothingness.

And An Bulang, who usually likes to release all kinds of sky-breaking spells, dark spells, annihilating that, and destroying that, actually comprehends the Taoism of Time, which represents life and splendor, is colorful, and has endless meaning of existence!

One is a tombstone.

One is Daohua.

Really embarrassing.

Why is this so?

An Bulang remembered the warmth of his family members when they were in Xiandi Palace.

Dabai took him to wander around, Xiaohong took him to bask in the sun, Sister Ye Ling taught him how to practice swords, and Dad often secretly took him across the universe, playing autumn winds, going to some magical worlds, and doing some unscrupulous things.

And the mother who was strict and gentle at the time...

After going down to earth, he also met many interesting friends.

I met a group of friends who are willing to accompany him.

Lots of fun things to do...

Even if the years will bring it all to nothing.

Even if the destiny of the universe is nothingness.

But the world is so beautiful, is it really meaningless?

Time can't bury everything!

Even if there is nothing in the end, there will be meaning in the middle!

"The years treat me ruthlessly, and I repay the years with songs!"