The letter paper was like a stone thrown into the deep sea, falling rapidly towards the dark chaos. Even with Tianheng's eyes, he could only vaguely see a vague shadow smaller than the tip of the needle, and the shadow became visible to the naked eye.

The boundless tomb of time is the last destination of this letter.

It's finally over.

Tianheng withdrew his gaze, his face slightly blank.

That is an expression that only those who are close to success will have.

The fanaticism and excitement have cooled down, and the established future is right in front of you.

[Those who manipulate time will eventually be swallowed by time]

Tianheng inexplicably remembered such a sentence.

Then he laughed.

"Who can say no?" he murmured, lowered his eyes again, staring at the direction where the letter fell.

The rolling black fog is like the waves on the angry sea, surging, violent, but silent. It spreads with a sweeping force and will soon flood the "now" here forever.

As for the letter, I have long disappeared.

Tianheng closed his eyes.

He never thought of living alone.

The four-pole formation in the outer transformation is interfering with the way of the present world and the laws of heaven and earth. Once the formation is activated, the person in the main formation will be about to die.

He knows this better than anyone else.

But he is not afraid or regretful.

When the three of them made the inner demon oath, he already had the will to die. As long as he could achieve his wish, he was willing to give everything.

Whether it is his own or others'.

Now, he finally did it.

Tianheng opened his eyes and took a long breath. Several tiny golden seals appeared in the pupils of his left eye again.

Compared with the previous golden seal characters, the golden seal characters this time is obviously weaker. Regardless of strength, brightness, and the power emitted in the seal characters are only half of the last time.

Even so, his face quickly became gray, his lips were all blood-colored, and several gullies appeared on his forehead, which made him look like he was aged several decades.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that the golden seal between his eyebrows is still as bright as before.

The golden seal script rotated rapidly at the bottom of his pupils. Then, a golden light flew out from his left eye. The small seal scripts were enlarged in the air, arranged and combined. A piece of green paper about twelve feet wide appeared in the void. The seal scripts were attached to them in turn, and a talisman was combined, and they jumped into the "time array".

The sluggish magic array returned to its original state after counting breaths. The gray sky curtain had been a little dim before, and it also turned back to a dazzling silver-gray color, as if the golden talisman had injected vitality into it.

The light spots like broken stars scattered from above the four-color sky curtain: golden emperors and generals, ice blue joys and sorrows, silver-gray years, light purple vicissitudes...

Each light spot is the debris under the four poles of luck, fate, time, and space. They have already separated from the way of present, and have formed their own worlds beyond the gaze of the laws of heaven and earth.

A faint vibration came from afar.

That is the warning from the present world to the existence of existence that violates its will.

Tianheng smiled slightly.

It's coming.

When the two laws collide and when the "past" replaces the "present", his lifelong wish will come true.

Countless silver gray, light purple, ice blue and golden star dots are flying under the dome, like a grand meteor shower, extremely gorgeous and beautiful, as if they want to put all the beauty in this world into this star shower.

As the only viewer of this meteor shower, Tianheng's face was full of wrinkles.

He is getting old,

The decayed breath emanated from him, and the more beautiful and brilliant the meteor under the dome, the more rapid his decline would be.

He stood up at a slow speed, brushed his robe, glanced across the soles of his feet, and a faint smile at the corner of his lips suddenly paused.

"But I forgot you." He shook his head mockingly.

A giant painting that is almost transparent is spreading across the falling floating island. Even though the spiritual energy in the painting is almost destroyed, it still stubbornly never dissipated.

Before, he was only concerned about restoring the formation map, but forgot the painting left by his senior brother.

"The end of the road, struggling to death. The elder brother's move of lingering has never changed." A trace of mockery flashed through Tianheng's eyes, and the golden seal of his eyes flashed, and he pointed at the scroll with a virtual point.

A sudden thunder sounded, and a golden lightning broke through the sky like a sharp arrow, shooting towards the middle of the scroll.

The red sun that is extremely faint and close to you is the eye of the painting array. Once the red sun disappears, the scroll will no longer exist.

The soul of Tianxin remaining in the painting will also disappear completely with the scroll.

Tianheng looked at the giant painting with a steady attitude.

At that moment, his expression became strange, as if he was sad and resentful, and as if he was extremely happy, but what was finally stuck on his face was Qi Ran's nostalgia.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the magic trick with thunder sound between his fingers quickly took shape, and he would hit the golden arrow in the next breath.

He suddenly didn't want to destroy the painting.

Even doing this is just to make the latter live for a long time.

Even so, he hoped that when death came, there would be at least a familiar residual soul beside him.

Leave it behind and accompany me on my last journey.

Tianheng smiled miserably and raised his hand to return.

However, before the magic trick was left, a snow-white wrist suddenly appeared in the void, with a slender and slender hand, and a wave of it in the air.

"ban--"

The majestic female voice was accompanied by the extremely grand string sound, shaking everywhere, and the falling floating island paused for a moment.

In this breath, the red sun above the giant painting suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of rays of rays of light.

The light was so brilliant that Tianheng's vision was almost obscured by the overwhelming red.

When I was looking at it again, the red sun map on the sea had shrunk to the size of a baby's fist, and was picked up by the plain white palm.

"I'm going, I almost didn't catch up. It's so dangerous!"

Su Yin tightly squeezed the scroll, wiped the cold sweat from the forehead, and did not dare to delay. She quickly took out the storage talisman from her sleeve, and slapped the red sun map on the sea with a slap:

"Go away."

Old Taoist Tianxin, go with the big green donkey.

【Thank you for your help】

A faint thought came from the scroll, which was the voice of Tianxin.

So, my feeling is correct, that is, the direction is a bit off.

Su Yin clapped her hands, feeling very happy that she was accomplished.

She originally thought that the letter had the secret door of the old Taoist Tianxin, but she didn't expect that the real back door was actually on the painting.

No wonder the special effects of the Red Sun Picture on the Sea are so many and cool, but it turns out that Tianxin's original deity... uh, it's part, just hidden in the painting.

After putting away the storage talisman, Su Yin had the time to look up and then took a deep breath of the huge air conditioner.

My mother, there is an island in the sky?!

Su Yin blinked her eyes desperately.
Chapter completed!