Chapter 1349: Four Battles, the Demon God is in charge of the Demon King (2)

Thunder and lightning, light shines on eternal night.

In an instant, Zhang Fan seemed to have captured something and slowly closed his eyes. Everything, regardless of the internal strife of the demon god for tens of thousands of years, or the fierce power of the Spirit-Slaying Blade, suddenly disappeared.

"The only thing that breaks the confinement of time is..."

"eternal!"

The sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu resounded in Zhang Fan's heart, and the so-called deafening and enlightenment were just like this.

Eternal! Eternal!

Throughout history, tens of millions of years have passed, and the occasion of time has been rolling, and no one stops or backwards for any power.

It just rushes, eroding by, the waves wash away all the heroes, the river sand burys history, and looking through it, it is a vast expanse. Under the power of time, are there anyone unmoved?

some!

That is eternity!

It is not that eternity can resist the erosion of the long river of time, but that on the other hand, those who can resist the power of time and are unmoved can be called eternity!

Only eternity can break time.

Zhang Fan suddenly realized and learned the life gate of Zhulong's power to emerge from the accumulation of tens of thousands of years.

At the root of this, Zhulong is only one of the ancient demon gods. Even the first Zhulong in the world is the only one, not a demon king.

If their Zhulong Divine Eye's talent of time power was really terrifying and unbreakable, the position of the Demon King had already changed hands and would not be ranked alongside the other Demon Gods, and it was not prominent among the ancient Demon Gods.

The key is the difference between eternity and time.

No matter how powerful Zhulong is, it is impossible for him to truly understand the power of time. Otherwise, he would have long surpassed all immortality and ranked alongside the first generation of demon emperors.

After all, it's just a gift of supernatural powers.

"With an eternal heart, exert eternal power and break the imprisonment of time!"

Zhang Fan completely understood and knew what he was going to do. He stopped shaking the Donghuang Palace on his head, and no longer needed to explode this treasure, which would cost countless merits in order to save his life.

It was a long story. When Zhang Fan thought about everything, Li Jiuying revealed all the past and took action in anger, swearing to kill the demon god Lu Wu in just a blink of an eye.

At that time, the demon god Zhu Yan still had a look of horror on his face after accidentally killing the transformed snake, and he heard the plan of Jiuying and others. At that time, the Lingshu Blade was only a few dozen feet away from where Zhang Fan was.

Even if a mortal is running around, it will only cost a few breaths, and its magical powers are scattered, even a moment.

But at this critical moment of life and death, the battle between the top forces between heaven and earth is enough to do a lot of things.

Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes. The appearance of the Spirit-Slaying Blade was no longer reflected in his eyes, but as if his eyes were passing through the endless void, penetrated the barriers of the Sunrise Valley in Dongya, and saw a place far away from him.

The light of fire is light, and the light is unstable. The fire trees and silver flowers are the sky that never sleeps.

This is the glory of the world, the warmth and rest after a hard day, the gossip between husband and wife, the broken words between mother and son... are the most plain and warmest.

——Lights of thousands of homes!

The ancient ancestors sat around a bonfire to resist the cold wind and drive away wild animals; in the Middle Ages, tribal villages gathered to live in crowds, and the use of lights was countless; as for modern times, smoke and lights were almost the whole of life, and the hardships of the day were all in the warmth was disappearing.

In a sense, the lights of thousands of homes are eternal.

It represents a kind of warmth, a kind of hope, the power of life transformed by destruction, the most bright and glorious, even a lamp like a bean can shine forever.

...

The background of the lights of thousands of families opened and slowly became an invisible hazy. In Zhang Fan's eyes, a nebula rotated and suddenly exploded, turning into stars in the sky, embellishing the night sky.

The stars are dotted, shining brightly, and it seems that they will disappear into the dark night in the next moment. However, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the starry sky is still the same star, and the stars are still the same star. Under the stars, the protagonist has long been changed.

——Zhoutian stars.

In the era of the Demon God Heavenly Court, the first generation of Demon Emperors and a group of Demon Gods looked up to the sky, and in the night, these stars shone;

In the era of the immortal world, human immortals, holy emperors and demons, looked up and saw the same stars;

At this moment, Zhang Fan and other strong people standing at the peak of the world, ordinary people in the world, and the starry light bathed in the sky are no different.

No matter how ancient and modern, immortals and gods are all under the same starry sky. Looking up, you can see the wonderful times that passed through the stars.

This is eternal!

...

The background of the starry sky is rotating, and a little red glow is shining in the cold starry sky.

In Zhang Fan's eyes, the stars faded and the moon was dim, as if all the brilliance in front of the soon-to-be existence was nothing but illusion and had to retreat.

"Boom!"

Everything reflected in his eyes scattered and burned to ashes, only a red sun hanging high in the sky.

——The eternal sun!

The way of heaven is revolving, and sentient beings change, and many creatures are taking the stage one after another, competing for the overlord of the world. No matter who the winner is, they can only exist under the glory of the great sun.

The big sun is eternal!

There is no power in the world that can remove the great sun in the sky. Unless the world reaches its end, everything will eventually be destroyed, otherwise the red sun that is full of glory and boundless power will be lost, and all living beings in the world will be wiped out.

Plants grow because of the sunshine, and living creatures survive because of the sunshine. Without that big sun, the world will fall into eternal night, and destruction is right in front of you.

In the past life, Zhang Fan heard of the myth of descendants shooting the sun. However, even after the ten days that destroyed the world, Houyi's last arrow was finally lost.

This is the law of heaven and the effect of the original power of the world. For the creatures in this world, the sun is eternal.

...

There are many existences that do not wash away by the long river of time, and there are many things that do not disappear in the light. The eternal lights of thousands of families have eternal suns, the same starry sky in ancient and modern times, and the eternal merits of heaven...

These eternity may be the perception of Zhang Fan's artistic conception, the appearance of martial arts, the creation of supernatural powers, or the ambition of opportunities... No matter what it is, it is the glimmer of hope for him to break through the dilemma in front of him and escape from the heavenly world.

"I see!"

Zhang Fan breathed a long sigh, and could speak without realizing it.

The eternal lights of thousands of families are the eternal red sun in the sky... In his eyes, all these faded away, re-emerging the destructive edge of the spirit-slaughtering blade to destroy everything.

"Submit eternity, and you should break time!"

Zhang Fan's voice was clearly just whispering, but it shook the world. The surrounding area was hundreds of miles, and it was full of shattering sounds.

Behind him, the lights of thousands of families, the stars in the sky, the sun in the sky, the immortal merits... emerge one after another. The mind is placed in all eternity, and the imprisonment of time has been weakened to the extreme.

"Bang bang bang ~"

In the distance, the demon god Zhulong shook violently and staggered back, his eyes shining like a candlelight shining on the underworld.

"Donghuang!"

Zhulong's voice was hoarse and gloomy, as if he had not opened the door for hundreds of thousands of years and was so harsh that it was creepy.

"You can't escape!"

"Under time, the world is bright and bright, all in my palm. If you don't die, the world is unclear!"

Before he finished speaking, the Mangcang Mountain area suddenly darkened. The entire Dongya Sunrise Valley, the vast world, all the darkness seemed to gather at this moment and acted on Zhang Fan.

If you are a passerby, you will suddenly be burdened with a thousand pounds!

Zhang Fan groaned, then seemed to have no idea, and he didn't even look at Zhulong. The unprecedented pressure made his mind escape into a kind of ethereality.

"My heart is eternal, and I will imprint the world!"

This word naturally flowed out of Zhang Fan's heart, spreading it to his mouth, moving the world.

The lights of thousands of families are lit in the sky, the stars are the sky and the sun... Everything, in a word, is melted and penetrated into each other, and finally becomes a brand new existence.

"search!"

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a little golden light flew out from Zhang Fan's head, went straight to the nine heavens, and disappeared into the void.

This is a branded world!

No matter what eternity is, it is not your own, and you may eventually lose it. Even if you can't do anything eternal, you can't talk about eternal eternity and fight against the long river of time.

The only thing that is truly eternal and immortal is the heart of the self! There is no self in the world. Since God gave birth to me, he is unique and unique.

Everyone, nobility, humble, powerful or weak, is a unique existence, which itself is an eternal, eternal and unrepeatable.

When this eternity possesses power, merges the eternal existences between various heaven and earth, and condenses into a brand that entrusts the way of heaven, it is no longer flawless!

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~"

Three sounds of the Eastern Emperor Bell, breaking the sky and the earth.

On Zhang Fan's head, the Donghuang Bell suddenly appeared at some point. This natal magic weapon trembled, shattering the space that could withstand the fierce battle of the demon gods.

"Click~Click~~"

The space covered by the power of time of the candle dragon is like a transparent glazed cover, trembling under the bell, and may be broken at any time.

"Puff~"

The candle dragon in the distance squirted out an uncontrollable mouthful of blood and said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible for you...you...you?"
To be continued...