Time flows like sands in the realm of time.
Inside the Demon Cave of Ten Thousand Spirits, a figure rushed in, and a terrifying light shone on the massive array. Just as the array lit up and the attack was unleashed...
"time."
Ning Tian's calm voice rang out.
moment.
The attack seemed to pause, and as soon as it stopped, Ning Tian touched the formation again. When the formation's attack reappeared, he used the same trick again.
that's all.
Within the realm of time, the Sands of Time, Ning Tian entered and exited, and the instant the formation lit up, he once again used the laws of time to stop the attack from gathering!
This action was repeated tens of millions of times.
The Demon Cave Formation: [I suspect I've been shown up.]
"snort!"
"Kid, die!"
The pseudo-god snorted coldly, and only a few seconds passed outside. Seeing Ning Tian remain silent for several seconds, he couldn't help but sneer. But suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.
"Um?"
"When did this kid's beard grow?"
His gaze fell on Ning Tian's handsome face, where a beard that was not there before had grown out at some point, making him look unkempt, as if several weeks had passed.
【Time Flows Through the Sands】In this realm of time, the time of outsiders is unaffected; the time that truly flows is Ning Tian's own time!
For others, time remains the same.
But for Ning Tian, dozens of days had already passed!
"Never mind! Let's kill this brat first, lest something unexpected happen!" A sinister glint flashed in the pseudo-god's eyes, and then his figure moved, instantly shooting towards Ning Tian with a terrifying aura!
A confident smile appeared on his lips.
He believed he hadn't given Ning Tian a single chance to breathe, but little did he know that Ning Tian had already prepared a powerful move within the [Sands of Time], just waiting to lure him into the trap!
"My husband!"
"careful!"
Just as the pseudo-god charged toward Ning Tian, Luo Wuqing's voice rang out from the side. At the same time, Ning Tian's figure also retreated explosively, dodging the pseudo-god's attack in an instant!
"Don't worry, honey, I've already figured out how to kill this guy."
Ning Tian looked up, his unshaven face making him appear extremely tired.
After all, repeating the same actions millions of times over the years has a significant impact on one's mind.
"Um…"
Be careful.
Seeing this, Luo Wuqing seemed to understand something. After saying something to Ning Tian, a flame appeared on her delicate body, and she turned around and rushed towards the others!
"Kill me?"
"It's utterly ridiculous! In the face of absolute power, all tricks are futile!"
"snort!"
The pseudo-god snorted coldly, and his figure shot towards Ning Tian again!
"Do you think I'm afraid of this move?"
Ning Tian raised his face arrogantly and couldn't help but sneer.
"..."
Upon hearing this, the false god was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened. He gritted his teeth, his lips twitched, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes. He then roared.
"Grass!"
"If you're not afraid, then why are you running away!"
All I saw was...
The patriarch kept saying he wasn't afraid while gracefully dodging the attacks.
"You don't know anything."
"Why would I dodge when I can? Why would I go head-to-head? Are you stupid or what?" Ning Tian said casually, giving the pseudo-god a big eye roll. Sometimes, brains are much more useful than strength.
"You son of a bitch!"
The pseudo-god instantly flew into a rage and tried to capture Ning Tian, but the kid's speed was truly bizarre, and most importantly, he kept disappearing into the void!
"You're not convinced?"
"Come at me if you dare."
Ning Tian smiled broadly and gracefully retreated.
"Grass!"
The false god's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked furious. He channeled his divine power, trying to trap Ning Tian from both sides. However, Ning Tian seemed to have anticipated this. He stepped into the void and then stepped out again.
"hateful!"
The false god gritted his teeth.
However.
In the next few moves, no matter how much divine power he used, he couldn't do anything to Ning Tian.
after all.
Back in the Heavenly Palace, his senior sister chased him all over the mountains to train his speed. Could this pseudo-god's speed compare to Ye Shuang's?
After several moves.
"Kid!"
"You're not running away anymore?"
Seeing that Ning Tian remained unmoved, the pseudo-god looked on coldly.
"run?"
"I'm not running anymore."
Ning Tian chuckled softly. With his back against the array of the Myriad Spirits Demon Cave, he silently sheathed the Crimson Sky Sword in his hand. "Phew, I've just finished shaving. Now, it's my turn to retaliate, isn't it?"
"..."
Seeing this, the false god's anger intensified.
That's right!
Just now, while he was chasing Ning Tian, this bastard actually took out the Crimson Sky Sword and started shaving while dodging!
Shave!
Grass!
This is a complete disregard for him!
It's extremely insulting, and the damage it causes is incredibly high!
"Counterattack?"
"ridiculous!"
The false god sneered.
"Frost Sword Formation!"
However, Ning Tian did not hesitate at all this time and directly used the Frost Sword Formation. When the cold air flowed and the Frost Law was activated for one minute, a trace of sword intent was revealed, which then turned into frost blades.
A formation was vaguely forming!
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