In the picture, the two figures intertwined, Jiang Yu's space slashing Lingli, and his counterattack was not to be outdone.
But these scenes are generally the same, but if you carefully distinguish them, there are subtle differences, such as the angle of Jiang Yu's slashing attack or the posture of his own dodging.
Xinglan was shocked and blurted out: "These are the scenes of me fighting Jiang Yu every moment!"
He never expected that such a person would come after the time jumped Space that presents combat details.
Xinglan is full of novelty and expectation in his heart, and he travels in this space as he wishes.
His consciousness moved quickly and suddenly came to the time when he had just confronted Jiang Yu in the Stormland. At that time, the two of them were tense and the atmosphere was tense.
Another time he was cut into seven or eight pieces by Jiang Yu, his body was broken and blood was dripping in the picture.
Xinglan was excited and couldn't help but say to himself: "Time jump has been successful!"
He understood what this means. Now he can go to the future he wants as he wants , change the current predicament.
Xinglan calmed down and observed it, and found that each channel here represents a different timeline.
Because he found that the specific situations of his battle with Jiang Yu were different in different channels, and the moves launched by both sides were also subtle.
In some channels, Jiang Yu used a more tricky space-cutting technique, while in some channels, he used unprecedented defensive measures.
"Since that's the case, I'll look for my future to defeat Jiang Yu!" Xinglan's eyes became firm.
As long as he can find it and jump to this timeline, he will know how he defeated Jiang Yu. This is his only hope to survive and turn defeat into victory.
Next, he began to travel around this supercube space.
His consciousness flew through the passages, not missing any possibility.
But, as he kept searching, his face became increasingly ugly.
The originally hopeful eyes gradually became shrouded in haze.
Because...he seems unable to find his future to defeat Jiang Yu!
Not one!
He couldn't believe his eyes and kept confirming the pictures in each channel.
"No, how is this possible? As long as I continue to search, I will definitely find it!"
Xinglan did not believe this result. He refused to admit it in his heart and was unwilling to do so. Acceptance failed.
Anyway, in this space, there is no concept of time. Time is a physical quantity similar to length, width and height. He can keep looking for it. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.
However, this has to mention the art of time.
How many time lines a creature who practices time light can observe depends on his understanding of time and his proficiency in time light.
Xinglan has always thought that he is proficient in time. He has studied it for many years and mastered many mysteries about time.
But he found that after searching for hundreds of timelines, he still couldn't find a timeline in which he defeated Jiang Yu!
In every channel, the ending is not optimistic. Either he is completely defeated by Jiang Yu, or he is struggling to end up in destruction.
At this time, he found that he had found all the places he could go around and there was no new channel to explore.
"No, I don't believe it, how could it be that there is not even a future that defeats Jiang Yu!" Xinglan was almost collapsed, his consciousness kept echoing in this space, his voice full of unwillingness. "Is it because I am not proficient in time?!" Xinglan gritted his teeth, and his consciousness turned into an urgent stream of light, and he continued to search.
He followed every possible channel and plunged into those pictures of time without missing any tiny details.
His consciousness was running wildly in this strange space. Every time he passed by a timeline, he was full of hope to see the scene of himself defeating Jiang Yu, but every time he ended in disappointment. But after searching, as time goes by - although it is difficult to accurately measure time in this space without the concept of time, the fatigue in his heart continues to increase.
He found that he had searched all the timelines of this space, and he had examined all the pictures at the end of the channel one by one, but still could not find the future he wanted.
In those scenes, he was either completely torn apart by Jiang Yu's space, or was seriously injured and fell to the ground and unable to resist, without a trace of turning around.
Xinglan became increasingly desperate and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
His consciousness in this space was like a kite with a broken string, beginning to circulate uncontrollably. He questioned over and over again:
"No, why is this happening? It would be great if I had mastered some time technique, so the scope of this search would be larger..."
He thought of his research on time technique, those days and nights Ye’s cultivation was enough, but now he felt that it was far from enough.
But Xinglan was also afraid.
This fear envelops him like an invisible shadow.
He was afraid that even after he searched for all the possibilities in the universe, he still could not find his future to defeat Jiang Yu!
That terrible scene kept popping up in his mind: he was traveling through endless timelines until the end of the universe, but he was always the same failed ending.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
If that's the case, it would be terrible!
This means that his fate has long been doomed and cannot be changed no matter how hard he struggles.
That's it.
Xinglan refused to give up, dragging his almost broken consciousness to constantly search for the future.
Every time I explored a new timeline with hope, and then I was hit hard by disappointment, and he was constantly desperate.
In this supercube space, Xinglan is like a lonely walker, wandering in the maze of countless time lines.
Ko Xinglan couldn't find the future he wanted.
No matter how hard he tried, the dawn of victory never appeared.
Finally, Xinglan sighed: "So, do I have no future..." Xinglan couldn't find the future he wanted.
Xinglan, there is no future.
So, Xinglan died.
...
In the storm, the strong wind is still howling, and sand and stones are flying freely in the strong wind.
Xinglan was divided into more than a dozen bodies by Jiang Yu, swaying slightly in the wind, and then gradually dissipated.
As Xing Lan's consciousness was annihilated, his body finally couldn't hold on.
The fragments that were barely held together have lost the support of consciousness and can no longer remain the same.
Finally, Xinglan's body completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving no trace, as if he had never existed on this land.
Over the other side, Jiang Yu looked at the scene quietly, standing steadily in the air with his feet, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his face blankly.
The entire elite area is quiet.
The thousands of creatures who are active in the elite area are now silent. (This chapter ends)