Chapter 383 The Power of Time

"This is the Realm of Time, completely isolated from the outside world, we can't go in to support!"

Several Eighth Turns looked at what was happening on the other side of the sky curtain, all helpless.

Yin Yang's expression was extremely ugly: "No matter what, Ning Chuan can't die here."

In fact, without him saying it, the other people had already started to think of a solution.

After all, no matter how cold-blooded Ning Chuan was, he was a high-level Nineth Turn, a top combat force in Dragon Country.

Now, the lives of the three Nineth Turns are uncertain, and Chu Ran has no news. In such a short time, they have suffered enough losses.

No one can afford the cost of losing another Nineth Turn.

The people present even urged the forces behind them to send support as soon as possible.

In fact, the people who supported them were already coming as soon as possible.

Let alone, the fact that so many demigod-level beings gathered in Wugui City was enough to cause shocks throughout Dragon Country.

And in the 'Realm of Time'.

Ning Chuan and the eight demigods fought to the point of collapse.

But that was just an illusion for a moment.

As long as they fall into a disadvantage, the time domain will be activated immediately, and both sides will be trapped in a time loop, returning to the starting point of this battle over and over again.

Although their own injuries will be completely recovered, the eight demigods are also very angry.

"The information you gave before did not say that Ning Chuan has such a perverted skill!"

"We have immortality, and if we continue to waste time with him, our strengths will be covered!"

A demigod questioned the phantom that had been watching the battle.

They all have immortality, and they don't need to enjoy the power of the time domain at all.

On the contrary, they were trapped by Ning Chuan, constantly wearing down their fighting spirit, and fell into a disadvantage.

The phantom whose true face could not be seen laughed: "He can become the current ruler of the God of War Mansion. If he can be killed casually, how can you take action?"

Ning Chuan is in power in the God of War Mansion as the deputy lord, and he definitely does not rely on "face".

If you want to be the boss of the God of War Mansion, you must be good at fighting or ruthless.

The latter is vividly reflected in the several generations of the Palace Masters of the God of War Palace. There are many Palace Masters who died in battle when they took office. There was a special period of time when taking over the position of Palace Master was equivalent to being sentenced to death.

But Ning Chuan, the deputy Palace Master, is obviously the former.

Because he can fight, he can subdue many ruthless people in the God of War Palace and exercise the power of the Palace Master!

As the shadow said, if Ning Chuan was so easy to kill, he would have been killed long ago.

How could they take action?

"Don't make sarcastic remarks." A demigod said coldly: "There is no skill without flaws in this world. Even if he can control time, there must be loopholes!"

The shadow laughed gently: "That makes sense, but I don't know what his weakness is. If you can find it, I believe that all the sects in the world will thank you."

Such a sarcastic speech made several demigods look at him.

There is obviously a trust problem between the two sides.

These demigods just joined forces with him for the same goal, but it does not mean that they will believe in this person.

Strictly speaking, the 'Nine Turns' that the sect has been trying to instigate for many years are actually time bombs that cannot be trusted.

Even if those Nine Turns do not accept the power of the Abyss in order to better hide in the human society, without this relationship, the Abyss Sect will still have concerns about these people.

"Let's end the chat here."

The shadow did not mind the gazes of the demigods, but said lightly: "Even if Ning Chuan cannot be killed, the collapse plan of Dragon Country has already begun."

Hearing this, Ning Chuan, who had been silent all the time, finally narrowed his eyes and said: "What did you do?"

"I thought you really didn't plan to speak again."

The shadow said with a little joking: "With your scheming, don't you have a plan to face this situation?"

Ning Chuan ignored his provocation, but immediately passed the message to the God of War Mansion through his permission.

"Start the first-level warning record. From now on, even I will be within the scope of the record alert."

After delivering the message, Ning Chuan used his left hand to move the magic circle, and the entire closed space changed accordingly.

The surrounding scene was like a rapid retreat, gradually forming an illusory straight line.

The eight demigods trapped in it moved at the first moment.

As a result, before they could make a move.

The great power of time had already manifested itself on them.

First, the black robes they wore were corrupted by the power of time, showing signs of damage and weathering.

Then came the skin.

It quickly became shriveled and skinny.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, they had already gone through dozens or hundreds of years.

Except for the phantom whose real body was not here and survived, the remaining eight demigods all showed varying degrees of aging.

"What's going on?"

"Is it an illusion?"

Several demigods stopped their movements immediately.

"It's not an illusion." A demigod tried to control his own power, and then said in a deep voice: "My power has been worn out by at least one third."

The others also immediately began to try to control their own power.

They found that their originally abundant power had now become quite weak as their bodies aged.

Perhaps they still had the strength to fight.

But compared to before, it is an epic weakening.

A demigod turned his palm and said in disbelief: "Is this the power that a professional can have?"

Ning Chuan turned his wrist, his eyes were cold and cruel: "The real power of time is not something that you, the trash who begs monsters for money, can understand."

He was still turning his wrist, and with his movements, the power of time became more and more violent.

It seemed to take these demigods away in one breath.

Ning Chuan, who had the intention to kill, was so terrifying that he looked like a completely different person!

"Think of a way!"

Several demigods all looked at the shadow.

It was obvious that this mysterious man who had not taken action should have a very important "status".

In other words, his strength must be very strong, so these demigods would regard him as a life-saving trump card.

"I expected that you guys were unreliable."

The shadow sneered and said, then raised his hand and took out a dark purple cube.

Seeing the cube, several demigods seemed to be frightened and immediately dispersed.

"Ningchuan, give up resistance. This two hundred years of war must have an end."

The shadow held the cube, as if giving Ningchuan an ultimatum, and said slowly: "Join us, maybe you can still see the day when the war ends."

Ningchuan did not speak, but suddenly looked outside, and then said: "No matter what your plan is, there is no possibility of success today."

The shadow followed Ningchuan's gaze.

A figure in uniform stood outside, looking at Ningchuan and asked: "Do you want my help?"

"Find out the back-up plan they arranged in Wugui City." Ningchuan shook his head and said calmly: "The key lies in the collapse plan."

Li Dangxian, who was standing outside the field of time, nodded silently, and then raised his right hand.

The entire Wugui City was dragged into his "palm".