Villain: In the beginning of reincarnation, the empress collapsed

Chu Hao sometimes closed his eyes to comprehend the Supreme Dao Pattern, and sometimes opened his eyes to observe the various cultivation Dao patterns of the previous era.

Sometimes he frowned and pondered, sometimes he flashed with light, and suddenly realized. Sometimes it leads the power of the avenue of this era, and sometimes it erupts with blood qi, dispersing everything in this era. Sometimes the breath skyrocketed, and a Dao pattern was drawn with blood qi and spiritual energy in front of him, and sometimes the breath converged, as if he was dead.

He was immersed in it, not knowing the passage of time.

I don't know how long has passed, Chu Hao opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"Not even close! I have already carved the Supreme Dao pattern on my body, and it is already in the most perfect state, but why do I feel that it still feels a little blocked, and the operation is a little unsmooth? Chu Hao frowned and pondered.

The Supreme Dao pattern inscribed on his body did not work smoothly, and the Supreme Dao pattern he drew in front of him still did not work smoothly.

No matter how he paints, mobilizing the power of this era to portray it is still not perfect.

Chu Hao knew that even if it was not perfect, this supreme Dao pattern was still stronger and better than all the Dao patterns inscribed in the Inscription Realm of his era.

If it is an ordinary person, maybe stop here and be satisfied with this strongest Dao pattern ever.

But Chu Hao is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't want his path to be flawed.

He frowned and thought hard, so as not to leave a single defect.

It was difficult to come to this era, he didn't know if he would have the opportunity to come again, maybe when he came again, he couldn't make up for the flaws he had had.

"Avenue fifty, escape one of them!" He muttered.

Perhaps this flaw must exist, the supreme road pattern, itself is not perfect to be called the supreme road pattern.

He looked up at the picture displayed by the river of time, and found that there were also many people inscribed with the Supreme Dao Pattern, and these people were all inscribed with imperfect Supreme Dao Patterns, all of which were defective.

Well?

Another brand new picture was shown, that is, a genius who inscribed the supreme Dao pattern, his supreme Dao pattern was also imperfect, but he tried his best to obtain a drop of river water of the river of time, let the power of time make up for the supreme Dao pattern, and let the supreme Dao pattern appear the power of time.

"It takes the river of time to make the Supreme Dao pattern perfect?" Chu Hao's eyes lit up and stared at this picture.

He looked down at the river below the boat, where there were countless rivers of time.

However, this river of time is extremely dangerous, and the power of time he possesses is not something that a little cultivator like him can touch, and he is sure that once he touches the power of time, he may die of old age in an instant.

The drop of time river water obtained by that cultivator was absorbed through countless powers and using a lot of treasures, and he Chu Hao did not have these treasures at all.

"Wait, don't worry! The river of time is not necessarily suitable for me, and my supreme Dao pattern does not necessarily have the power of time! Chu Hao pressed down his impulse and calmed himself down.

"Well, the Supreme Dao Pattern?"

At this moment, the black fog above the river of time suddenly revealed a human face, stared at Chu Hao, and said indifferently.

"How can there still be a monk? Still such a weak monk! The face muttered, "The breath on your body is a little strange, different from this era... You are from the future!

This face glanced at Chu Hao a few times, immediately recognized his heel, and cried out dullly.

The black mist above the river of time rolled up, and an invisible oppression descended on Chu Hao's body.

"How daring, dare to smuggle into the past and steal the power of the past avenue... Are you trying to be an outlier? The face formed by the black mist said angrily.

"Destroy all oddities! Give me out! The

face suddenly descended, pressing on the river of time, and the light emitted by the river of time became much dimmer under the oppression of the black fog.

And once the light is all eroded by the black fog, then everything is over.

The river of time seemed to sense the threat of the black fog, and kept surging, setting off huge waves, emitting dazzling light, resisting the erosion of the black fog.

"Destroy! Destroy everything! The face in the black mist said loudly.

Seeing this, Chu Hao gently patted the small boat under him: "Take me back to the last era!" Take me back! "

The black fog is raging, eroding the river of time, and the fundamental reason is to destroy him.

As long as he escapes, these black fogs should not accelerate the erosion of time.

Time records the last mark of the last era, and if it is also destroyed, there really is nothing.

The black boat seemed to understand this, and it moved slightly, turning into a black streamer and shooting towards the flesh and blood dam.

"You actually want to escape? Dream! Outliers must be eliminated! The face formed by the black mist said angrily.

The black boat quickly broke the waves in front, and the black mist face chased madly behind.

"Stop the odd number!" Black Mist said angrily.

Under Chu Hao's gaze, the flesh and blood dam in front suddenly rioted, and a pair of big flesh and blood hands stretched out from the dam and grabbed him.

Chu Hao stood on the small boat, looking at this overwhelming big hand, his eyes solemn.

These big hands were glowing with blood, exuding an ominous aura, an aura that he instinctively disgusted.

The big hand of flesh and blood is not terrible, what is terrifying is the blood-colored light on it, he feels that once he is swept by these rays, then he will be polluted, and the end will not be much better than the youth of the Heavenly Fall Forbidden Land.

The blood-colored big hand blocked the front road, and there was black fog chasing the back road, which was a desperate situation!

But he did not lose heart, and with a solemn expression, he mobilized his spiritual energy and blood qi, ran the Dao pattern that had just been inscribed, and prepared to use all his strength to confront the enemy.

"Fight!"

At this moment, an angry shout resounded throughout the world.

"Fight! War! War! Countless

angry shouts rang out, as if thousands of troops were roaring.

Chu Hao looked up and saw that in front of him, countless powerful cultivator projections appeared.

These projections looked at each other, fought with a fierce fighting intent, and fought with those big hands of flesh and blood.

"It's those monks who hold up the river of time!" Chu Hao recognized it.

These monks, holding up the river of time, bypassing the dam of flesh and blood, give hope for the coming era.

Now for him, he has been revived and fought with the Flesh and Blood Dam.

"Kill!"

Chu Hao's blood boiled, and he mobilized his whole body strength to blast out a punch, smashing into the big hand of flesh and blood stretched out.

Shout!

But the boat at his feet did not give him a chance to fight to the death again, and accelerated sharply, like an off-string arrow.

On the river of time, a small boat turned into a black streamer and shot towards the bloody dam.

Under the shelter of countless monk projections, it rushed up the flesh and blood dam and came to the peak of the dam, without any stopping, it slid down and quickly drove towards the future.