Outside of Time

The moment God came, the expressions of everyone outside changed.

A gleam flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and the captain narrowed his eyes with a solemn expression.

As for the monks on both sides, the same was true. The Niyue side was surprised and doubtful, while the Red Moon side was not as excited as expected.

As the blood spread in Broken Mortal Slough, all the Red Moon monks, their body cultivation and blood showed signs of being out of control.

It seemed that there was a source, trying to suck everything out of them.

When everyone was palpitating, the crown prince and others who retreated quickly dispersed from each other, their expressions solemn and their auras erupted, forming a rainbow, merging with each other, forming a five-pointed formation.

The light on their bodies was imprinted on the void, forming traces of the five-pointed star. After that, the five people changed their positions and stepped on the five-pointed star, forming the shape of four phases.

The crown prince is on the left, the eighth child is on the right, the ninth child is in front, and the fifth princess is behind.

As for Princess Mingmei, she stood in the middle with murderous intent in her eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

"His god-becoming ceremony was not completely successful. He was forcibly interrupted by us in his mortal transformation before, and his divine fire was not completely ignited!"

"Now, he seems to have the aura of a god, but this is also the time when he is most vulnerable, the backlash of his failure to suppress the ritual!"

"Once he successfully suppresses it and lights up the divine fire, we will be unable to resist!"

"So now is the only chance! I will launch the forbidden technique, use time as the source, untie the lock of heaven, kill it in the past, make its breath disordered, withstand the backlash of the failed ritual, and perish on its own!"

Almost at the moment Princess Mingmei's words came out, Chi Mufan's figure came closer and closer.

The blood under his feet was like a sea, gushing and erupting, rolling up a wave, spreading towards the earth and lakes, dyeing the world here red again.

The smell of blood is so strong that it is overwhelming.

As for the person walking in the red, he has a tall figure, and with every step he takes, there are heavy footsteps.

This sound caused the sky to reverberate and the earth to roar, and it also affected the minds of all the monks in the outside world.

Both the Red Moon cultivator and the Counter-Moon cultivator looked pale in the sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps seemed to replace the heartbeat, step by step, as if stepping on the heart.

Everyone here instinctively retreated, and at the same time a tremor from their souls spread throughout their bodies.

In this trembling room, almost everyone had an uncontrollable urge to worship.

That is the crushing from the life level, that is the fear of the weak towards the strong.

Under the gathering of countless gazes, the figure walking out of the broken mortal body became clearer and clearer, gradually reflecting into the world.

The figure was ten feet tall, and its whole body was red, as if it had no skin. While its flesh and blood were blurred, it could be seen that there were multiple faces on its body.

Every face is different, there are thirteen in total, they are the other thirteen of the Lord’s children except the fourth.

The crown prince, Mingmei, the fifth princess, and the eighth and eighth elders were all among them.

This scene is extremely weird.

As for the appearance of this figure, it is extremely ferocious. There are some golden irregular spots among the flesh and blood, which are densely packed and extremely ugly.

All four eyes have double pupils, exuding an indifferent light, as if everything in this world is unimportant in His eyes.

There are also sharp thorn-like horns on the top of its head, not one, but a row of horns that spread on the back of the head and back, connected to the tail on the back.

The tail was all golden. As the figure walked out, the tail dragged on the ground, drawing long water marks in the sea of ​​blood.

His hands are similar to those of humans, but there are not five fingers, but four.

His right hand was still holding a beating heart, and he was holding it while walking. The moment he walked out of the mortal world and was clearly seen by everyone here, he squeezed it hard with his right hand.

With a bang, my heart collapsed.

The prince spurted out blood, looked pale, and spoke hurriedly.

"His becoming a god ceremony, time is the main thing."

"The focus of this ceremony is based on the time that occurred when all his bloodline relatives broke through the great realm in the past. Devouring the time of these breakthroughs, turning them into their own power, became the fuel to ignite the divine fire!"

"Once he succeeds, it will be like he alone has brought everything together."

"There are fourteen brothers and sisters in total, so this ritual contains fourteen nodes of his past. Each of these fourteen nodes has a shadow of his time!"

"Each shadow of time corresponds to a different level of cultivation. Only by cutting off all of these nodes will his ritual be considered a complete failure."

"We have cut off the five most difficult nodes before, and now there are nine more! Next, we will cut down five more, and there is no time to worry about the remaining four. Li Xiaoshan, if you can fight, you will be counted as one, and Shen Quezi, count you in!"

"Those who can participate in this ceremony can only have the status of Yun Shen, or have the power of gods, so the remaining two...Xu Qing, you have the authority, Er Niu, you are a sinner, can you do it?"

The prince's voice echoed and reached the ears of everyone here.

Li Xiaoshan's body was covered in blood and flesh, and he laughed in embarrassment, his eyes showing determination.

Shenquezi nodded while wandering around fighting.

Xu Qing and the captain looked at each other. When the fighting spirit rose, the formation on the prince's side also exploded at this moment, and their respective auras spread and formed a vortex.

Looking from a distance, there is a five-pointed star formation at the feet of the five princes, their bodies are arranged in the four-phase pattern, and there are strange phenomena rising from the front, back, left and right.

The vision that appeared to the fifth princess was a huge flower basket. The petals were flying at this moment, forming a soft light.

Lao Ba's face is a strange combination of seven emotions and six desires. Its expression changes all the time, and all emotions and desires are alternated in an instant.

But where the prince was, the phantom of the master Li Zihua blurred out, his aura like a rainbow, as if he could suppress everything.

As for Lao Jiu, it is a sharp blade that can destroy the world. This blade is not a sword, but a guillotine. It is... the transformation of the God-Slaying Platform he comprehended!

After these four phases were formed, they blended with each other and overlapped to create one big world after another.

And at the center of these worlds is Princess Mingmei.

She stood there, surrounded by the long river of time, and her figure was reflected in every big world.

It seemed like there were countless versions of her.

Everyone looked at Chi Mu Fanshen.

At this moment, the sea of ​​blood within the mortal body of the Red Mother erupted again. The figure of the Son of God stepped out more and more, and the color of the world became crimson. Also affected were the blood in the bodies of all the monks here.

Regardless of whether the red moon is in reverse, the uncontrollable feeling in their blood and cultivation becomes more intense.

Desire breaks through the body and pours out.

There were even some whose cultivation was too weak to be suppressed instantly. Their bodies roared and exploded at this moment, and a large amount of blood surged straight towards the Son of God.

There is also a Red Moon monk inside.

This scene immediately caused the faces of the Red Moon monks around to change, and they did not dare to approach.

Obviously, for the Son of God, he no longer cares about the camp at this moment, all he cares about is becoming a god.

Therefore, even if the Red Moon monks retreated, the connection from the same source still caused the bodies of many Red Moon monks to continue to collapse and blood to flow out in large amounts.

With the integration of this blood, the rich aura of the gods rises even more in the Son of God, affecting the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, the sky became more distorted, the nothingness became more blurred, and the earth became more turbulent.

And its momentum did not stop there.

This god-like Son of God swept his cold eyes in all directions, and finally landed on the ceremony of the Crown Prince and others.

"Father's path is wrong. In this world, becoming a god is the only way out."

"And I was born after he became a god and before he extinguished the divine fire. Therefore, I am different from you."

"The meaning of your existence is to be a part of my becoming a god, and my meaning is to walk the road that my father did not finish back then."

"This is also the reason why I chose Chi Mu, she is my future Taoist friend."

The Son of God spoke calmly, and after speaking, he raised his left hand and grabbed Fanshao behind him.

Fanshuo trembled and flew out, heading straight for the Son of God. After being shrouded in an instant, he turned into a bloody armor covering his whole body, and then walked towards the Crown Prince and others.

The moment His footsteps fell, the captain's eyes flashed with intense light, and he waved his hand quickly. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the Ring of Nine Suns that he had shown before descended again, forming a suppression, roaring and shrouding the Son of God.

"Little junior brother!"

Almost at the same time as the captain spoke, Xu Qing controlled the Moon Counter Mirror to rotate slightly without any hesitation.

He knew very well that the captain rarely did things without purpose. Since he chose Jiuyang's blessing and asked him to help at this time, there must be a reason.

Soon, light shone as the mirror rotated, reflecting on the Son of God.

In an instant, the counter-moon mirror trembled, and the Nine Yang Ring rotated rapidly.

But the Son of God ignored all of this. To Him, Xu Qing and others were just ants. On this battlefield, only the Crown Prince and the others were of concern to Him.

So his steps didn't pause even a moment. The moment he fell, the counter-moon mirror roared, and the Nine Yang Ring also showed signs of fragmentation.

At this moment, in the ceremony composed of the five princes, Princess Mingmei in the middle, her figure in many big worlds, all closed their eyes.

The moment they closed their eyes, her voice echoed from nothingness, from the past, and from all directions.

"On ordinary days, it belongs to the earth, and it is a place of peace and time."

"Directly determine that the sun belongs to wood, nourish the present and integrate the past, and determine the door of time!"

"Directly hold on to the sun, which belongs to water, and the passage of time, and hold on to the road of life and death!"

"Break the sun's fire, burn the memory and burn the soul, break the chain of heaven!"

"And I am gold, buried, nourished and burned, flat, fixed, persistent and broken!"

The moment Princess Mingmei's voice came out, the world was reversed, the sky was dimmed, and everything was blurred.

A churning colorful river comes from nothingness and swims against the current, drowning everything.

Even the approaching Son of God could not break through it and was enveloped by the long river.

The power of time operates here like never before.

From a distance, the area where the island is located seems to have been erased, blended into ancient times, and finally turned into an ancient gate on the long river of time, slowly opening.