I, Who Created The Fantasy World, Became The Supreme Villain

042: The wonders of the universe legend – the tears of time. 【Ask for all support! 】

The ink master heard the sound and clenched his fist tightly, but there was no hatred in his eyes.

It’s not that he’s not angry or hateful, it’s just that Ji Wuxuan’s means and strength make him dare not show any hatred.

“Okay, everyone has mistakes. I hope you can repent of your mistakes, and don’t make such stupid mistakes again when I go to Zhongzhou.”

After Ji Wuxuan finished saying this, no matter whether the other party had any other thoughts, he no longer looked at Lord Mo, but turned to look at Leng Lao next to him.

“Leng Lao, since you have created the Heavenly Jade Holy Land, you have finally returned to the ancient continent, and you don’t need to stay by my side all the time to see the changes that have taken place over the years.”

“Thank you young master!”

There was a look of joy and emotion on Leng Lao’s face, and he quickly thanked him.

As the founder of the Taiyan Holy Land, he returned to the ancient continent after 100,000 years. In fact, he also has some old scenes that he wants to see, but his identity is only an old slave, and he understands the orders of Wuxuan Shengzi better. The importance of it, I have been waiting quietly outside the stars of the ancient continent for all these years, and I have never stepped into the ancient continent.

I didn’t expect that a noble character like the young master would think so for the old slave.

Thinking of this, Leng Lao patted Qin Haotian on the shoulder and gave him a wink.

Qin Haotian immediately knew that the ancestor had never forgotten himself, and this was the inheritance of the great benefits to be handed over to the Taiyan Holy Land. He looked at the remaining sect masters of the seven northern sects, and then at his beautiful granddaughter. While instructing the granddaughter to serve the Holy Son Wuxuan well, he urged the slave seal to transmit the sound and took them out together, leaving the Holy Son Wuxuan clean.

In a short time, under Qingxuan Peak, only Ji Wuxuan and three beautiful women were left.

“What’s wrong?”

Ji Wuxuan noticed the sadness in Qiu Yue’er’s eyes and asked softly.

“Do you think my methods are too cruel?”

“No!”

Qiuyue’er looked nervous and quickly shook her head.

She has been trained by Ji Wuxuan for three years, and her heart has long been attached to Ji Wuxuan. She knows her identity very well. She is just a little maid next to the son. What the son says is what he says, and he has no right to judge.

“That is…”

Ji Wuxuan followed Qiuyueer’s gaze towards Qingxuanfeng, and vaguely understood the reason why Qiuyueer was sad.

“You are reluctant to Qingxuan Peak?”

When he was cultivating the body of Emperor Huo before, the power of this forbidden magic art was too vast. Even if the prohibition he arranged to block the breakthrough breath, Emperor Huo still burned the flowers, grass and rocks of Qingxuan Peak, and lived Qiuyue’er for three years. The long-standing Qing Xuanfeng turned into a ball and passed by.

“Close your eyes!”

While Ji Wuxuan spoke softly, he stretched out a hand and gently wiped Qiu Yue’er’s face.

“Sir, you…”

Qiuyue’er closed her eyes along the big hand of the son, and vaguely guessed what the son meant. While feeling incredible, she couldn’t help but look forward to it.

Seeing Qiuyueer’s expression of hesitating to speak, Ji Wuxuan smiled lightly, grabbed his right hand towards the void, and took out a crystal clear diamond-shaped crystal from the portable space.

If Leng Lao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this diamond-shaped crystal is the strange object of the cosmos legend – the tears of time.

Tears of time are the products left over when the river of time occasionally manifests. It has the power of time and years. As long as there is no interference from the law of the same level, it can partially reverse a period of time, and can achieve incredible effects such as reunion and recovery from injuries, even in The ancient road of the starry sky is also an extremely cherished thing.

but…

It can be regarded as a treasure in the ancient road of the starry sky. In Ji Wuxuan’s hands, it is just a small prop to speed up the speed by comprehending the gods of the years. Only the time crystals that contain the law of the years at the level of the great sage can make Ji Wuxuan take a high look. .

“Wow!”

Tears of time fell from Ji Wuxuan’s hands onto Qingxuan Peak, and wisps of emerald green appeared in an instant.

In a short time, the rocks recovered, the flowers and plants regenerated, and Qingxuanfeng faded away the dark and burned traces in the buzzing light trembling, and returned to the previous appearance of immortal energy.

“this!”

Witnessing this miraculous rewind from beginning to end, Saintess Qin Xuan and Ye Fenger couldn’t help exclaiming, their beautiful eyes widened, looking at Qingxuan Peak from time to time, and Ji Wuxuan from time to time.

In the end, their eyes slowly fell on Qiu Yue’er, which turned into deep envy.

Ji Wuxuan is a fantasy type old driver. Whether it is the ancient continent or the ancient star road, when making the background of the story, he always writes the strong person high above, and having three wives and four concubines is a consensus in the eyes of everyone.

Based on this kind of environment, and Ji Wuxuan is far superior to them in terms of identity and appearance, so in front of Ji Wuxuan, even if they are a little jealous, under the humble feeling of this identity, they will only deeply Buried in the heart, will not show.

“Open your eyes!”

Ji Wuxuan patted Qiuyue’er’s little head.

When Qiuyue’er heard Qin Xuan and Ye Fenger’s exclamations, her curiosity and anticipation had already reached their peak, but the son did not allow her to open her eyes, so she never dared to open them. Now that she heard the son’s words, she couldn’t bear it. Hold on, open your eyes quickly.

“this…”

In front of her eyes, the green peaks stand tall, the flowers, grass and rocks are exactly the same as in the past, as if the broken appearance before was just a dream. *