"ah?"

The little boy was stunned. When did this happen?

He suddenly felt confused and wondered how long he had been here and whether anyone had seen what he had just done.

My heart was pounding at this moment.

"Let's go, Xu Changliang found a tombstone ahead, let's go quickly."

Fortunately, Meng Xiaoying didn't notice anything, and she came all the way to find Xiaotong to catch up.

tombstone…

The child's expression froze slightly, his brows wrinkled, but he finally gathered his confused thoughts and nodded heavily.

The two followed 깊 up together.

…

Here Xu Changliang was squatting in front of a tombstone, looking at the epitaph on it. After carving it, he clapped his hands and stood up.

"Interesting, Arakawa really buried himself here, but the text above is quite interesting, it seems to be related to something outside the domain."

The white-bearded old man nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, this is the first time I've heard of such a secret. If it's true as it says above, it seems that the outside world is not a solid block."

Hua Wujue said nothing, but just stared at the words engraved on it.

[I, Arakawa, was defeated by the unjust and buried here. I have no resentment and no regrets, but I hate it. I hate not the unjust, but Ye Ren. This guy is so scheming, all for subverting the wild and the mysterious world. If you see this in the future, you must kill Ye Ren and destroy his strange talk. This is a lie...! ]

The inscription ends here.

The latter part seemed to be erased by something, and a considerable part of the content was lost in the long river of time.

Strange story.

Hua Wujue finally touched a key clue, a key clue that truly came from countless eons ago.

No matter how poorly imitated the story is.

Or the Honghuang Wanjie live broadcast platform.

There is actually only one person behind the scenes. He hides behind a thick curtain, never letting people see his true face, and deliberately uses chess pieces to achieve his own goals.

If you don't Pangu mess up.

Then he should have entered the prehistoric era by now.

He didn't know why the "behind the scenes" of this live broadcast platform deliberately directed all this.

But it's definitely not a good thing.

"Can the inscription on it be restored?" Hua Wujue asked.

Every profession has its own specialty. Although he can mobilize the power of time, his amateurism is definitely not comparable to that of the guys who eat for a living.

The white-bearded old man pondered for a moment, then gathered white light on his palm and gently brushed it over the inscription, but the inscription did not change at all, and the blurred part remained blurred.

This tombstone has a very strong power that isolates time.

So here comes the problem.

Who erased the second half of the inscription?

It seems that time has naturally washed away the situation, but this is obviously not allowed.

Because even the old man with white beard can't be affected by this kind of isolation force, let alone the natural power of time.

"Wait a minute, let me try again."

The white-bearded old man's face became solemn. He waved his sleeves and a concrete fishhook was thrown out and directly engraved on the surface of the inscription.

The surrounding area began to shake violently.

It seems that there is something double that is about to be highlighted on the blurred inscription.

There is no blur on it.

But the double image is not fully focused, so it is still impossible to tell what is written on it. Just as the double image is moving towards perfection.

"Wow!"

The white-bearded old man spat out a mouthful of blood, which instantly dyed most of his white beard red. He pressed one hand on the ground to prevent himself from falling.

Accompanied by the white-bearded old man vomiting blood.

The constantly refocused double image finally disappeared.

Until the end, no one could see the record clearly.

"Are you okay? The Lord of the River of Time is here, but he can't even restore the inscription on the monument." Xu Changliang said with disdain, and at the same time, he took out a fruit and handed it to him.

The old man with the white beard rarely refuted this time. He coughed up blood, his body shaking violently. He took the fruit, tremblingly put it into his mouth, and finally calmed down.

Even though he didn't say anything.

But Hua Wujue and Xu Changliang understood everything.

Xu Changliang's expression was gradually gloomy.

Just by restoring an inscription, the dignified Lord of the River of Time suffered such a backlash.

What exactly does this inscription involve?

Who is blocking us from behind?

"Humph." Xu Changliang snorted coldly, took out his gun, and picked up the fishhook he had "picked up" earlier: "I want to see who is playing tricks behind this."

That’s it.

Xu Changliang's eyes became sharp, and he was about to throw the fishing hook onto the tombstone.

“No!”

The white-bearded old man shouted anxiously, and in desperation he fought back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The energy inside the body, which had almost calmed down due to the fruit, became chaotic again.

Xu Changliang hesitated and did not take any action, with the fishing hook lying across 깊's hand.

About a minute later.

After adjusting his internal Qi again, the old man with white beard sighed, "Don't try again. We have no way to solve the problem behind."

Xu Changliang frowned: "Do you know who he is?"

The white-bearded old man pondered for a moment, then said after some hesitation: "I don't know."

"But I know very well that having that kind of power and existence is not on the same level as us."

"If we take the third step now, then the other party may take the third step, or even the fifth step!"

“I saw…”

"I saw a man who devoured the water of the River of Time. Just one glance, countless eons apart, and I was almost devoured and killed."

The white-bearded old man said with lingering fear.

Xu Changliang's eyebrows were wrinkled together to form the Chinese character "川".

Time cannot be defied, at most it can create waves in this long and rolling river.

The river that swallows time.

This is no idle generation.

Hua Wujue came here countless eons ago, only to cause huge waves in the river of time.

The old man with a white beard is actually more secretive.

Back then, he saw a river of time that was a thousand times larger than the one he was in charge of now!

And.

He was certain that the river of time they both walked on was exactly the same.

So why after countless eons?

The long river of time has shrunk a thousand times.

There is only one answer that can explain it all.

That man, the destruction is about to become time.

All the things that happened during this period of time disappeared into thin air and vanished into the endless void.

Said 껩늀놆.

They actually left a blank in their time.

No one knows how much time was lost countless eons ago.

But the old man with the white beard understood.

This kind of existence cannot be provoked...