Whether it is a dream of a great thousand or a great thousand dream, there is a limit in the end, and it is impossible to stay endlessly.

It's a dream, and there's a time to wake up.

The power he consumed to dream of the Wanyang Realm was "one hundred,867,000 points", and the limit he could dream was 1,867 years.

There will not be more or less in a year.

It has been more than a thousand years since he came to this world, and all he can stay is only eight hundred years.

And the future he saw, the disaster that destroyed everything, still lasted for more than eight thousand years!

This retreat was for him to sort out the Taoist aggregate, forge thirty-six days, and return to the thousand years of practice, and also for the purpose of staying for a longer time.

At least, we have to see what the so-called destruction in the future is.

He had a clue, but he was not completely sure. If he was not careful, he would leave eight hundred years later, and everything would return to its original trajectory.

Destruction came as scheduled, Yuan Duxiu and Miao Meng sacrificed themselves and led themselves back. In the end, they fought against the unknown enemy in all the destruction space.

The more you practice, the deeper you feel An Qisheng. Time and space are like a long river of rolling, subtle changes, and the general trend is difficult to change.

What should come will come sooner or later...

"But......."

Yingsan had some reason, but he felt throbbing in his heart.

When An Qisheng talked about leaving, he seemed to have felt something vaguely, as if he was about to have a disaster and never recovered.

This feeling was too real, which made him feel like a dark cloud was pressing down on his head.

He asked and expressed his feelings.

"The secrets of heaven are vast, and the changes in heaven may not be really a great world, or it may be the prelude to the great catastrophe. Everything is indescribable."

An Qisheng made a random move, and the stone tablet with other traces of "Daoyitu Master" on the side was reduced into a card and fell into his hands:

"What you feel is true or false, maybe it is the sympathy of heaven and earth, or it may be the plan of Tongtian Realm. Who can tell it clearly?"

"Even if the Tongtian Realm can use the secrets of heaven to spread their thoughts, it will not affect me."

Yingsan shook his head.

Thousands of years ago, he had reached the highest title of marquis. Even if he had not crossed that threshold, he would never be easily confused and unaware of it.

Yingsan was a little heavy for no reason: "You said you were leaving, and Tianji had a sense of induction, maybe..."

Yingsan did not say the second half of the sentence, but pointed to the sky.

‘Maybe, God doesn’t want you to leave either…’

An Qisheng ignored it, put away the stone tablet, lay down himself, and seemed to be about to sleep.

"That formation is weird and weird. If you don't take action, you're just afraid..."

Yingsan sighed.

An Qisheng used his arms as a pillow, and his eyelids drooped to cover his deep eyes:
Chapter completed!