The road of God is a long upward river, it is boundless.
After 800 years, if Luo Xingchen were still alive, it would have spent almost 5,000 years.
He has many partners, and his age is not very different.
The evildoers of Star Killing Sky have improved too much.
Mu Clan evildoers, eleven people, Mu Lingyan, Mu Qiankun, Mu Shenkun, Mu Tianlang, Mu Yunxuan, Mu Yanling, Mu Fenghuo, Mu Wanhua, Mu Chengfeng, Mu Yunluo.
Eight hundred years, he became a demigod and formed a combined attack formation. The Aoki Universe Picture can also contend against a naive god.
They promised that they would give Luo Xingchen a troop from the sky, eleven people, to become gods, as Luo Xingchen's future assassin.
Many rumors emerged in Shenlu, confirming a great era of heyday.
The Demon Dao Alliance, Demon Forgetting River, broke the realm into a god, and defeated the second-tier god-level puppet with their own power.
The descendant of Xuanwu, Wu Pokong, possesses the blood of God, trumpets nine days of madness, is promoted to God, seizes the throne of God, and is immortal in the flesh, replacing the invincible Long Wudao.
The Time and Space Sword Emperor Jian Jinghong, also known as the Puppet Master, has a time and space mystery, comprehending the time and space kendo, and sealing time and space. This lady of the sky has also become a god. She is on the road of God, bringing her little partner, and rushing* *A variety of dangers, just like the majesty of a big sister.
After becoming a god, Motian claimed to be the emperor of the devil, the emperor of the devil, and he was worthy of the name.
He challenged the Tianmogu, with only one move, and won.
As we all know, the road to becoming a god is difficult, and many people have abandoned the martial arts crystallization of their life pursuit. He has all kinds of avenues. After becoming a god, he will remain unchanged. It is a miracle in the spiritual world.
On the Refining World, a pair of brothers, Qin Yang and Zi Qingtian, became gods together.
It is said that people of the demon race, when they saw them, immediately took a detour and did not dare to approach.
This pair of brothers and Motian once fought, and they were evenly divided.
Many miracles are scrambling to meet this last wave of blood war.
Those countless examples are Huang Juetian, born with immortal bones, invincible, and once smiling proud of Shenlu, no one is invincible.
Ke Moyou of the Nether Clan, Wandao Shura of the Nether Clan, the Bloodbat of the Blood Bat Clan, the leader of the three alien races, the three of them worked together, but they could not defeat Huang Juetian.
Gu Yang and Luo Gang became gods with the formation of Dao, became the masters of formations, and the ancestors of Xuantian, and they were called the three martial arts of formations. There were only three of them who used the formations to communicate with the gods. No one else could be unique in this respect. , I have forgotten martial arts long ago, and I live alone.
Jian Jinghong used to be regarded as the enchanting evildoer of the formation. Later, when he became a god, he gave up the formation method and only used the time-space secret code as the reference object. The time-space avenue remains unchanged forever.
Qin Lang, Li Dong, Li Xuan, the three of them became gods. When the Nether Clan met Li Xuan, they all respected and stayed away, ashamed of themselves...
Apart from them, there are still only a few who have become gods.
If you talk about the evil spirits of the spirit world, you can't finish it in three days and three nights, but in the end, how many can achieve the Tao
They don't know what will become tomorrow, won't they die if they become gods? So how many premature deaths of the gods throughout the ages
What they pursue is not this matter, not the battle of God, but the meaning behind it, but the secret behind the battle of God. Therefore, even if they give their lives to prove it, they will not hesitate to...
Baichuan Continent.
Three hundred years later, a purple orchid was planted. Eight hundred years later, it became a shade of green trees and a sea of flowers.
The purple orchid exudes purple light, beating like elves in rows.
As long as the breeze blows, they are carefree.
Luo Xingchen lay in the ice coffin, which was climbed by Zi Youlan, intertwined and surrounded him.
He slept in the sea of flowers, with a kind of hope, taking root and sprouting.
One and two hundred and fifty thousand years ago...
The spiritual world is in chaos, without heaven and earth, without form, without any creatures.
A person who looks like a three-year-old child, but whose mind is the state of an old monster, has been in the dark and lonely for many years. One day, he suddenly saw a person.
It was an old man, bent over and hunched, unable to straighten himself, this man picked up a hoe and slowly split the chaos away.
The "child" asked him: "Old man, you are not a local, are you planning something? It is so deserted, there is nothing."
The old man smiled at him.
"what's your name?"
"My name is Huang..."
"What will you become when you die?"
"I am a god, I am an uncrowned king, the world is destroyed because of me, and I am at the end of the world and will never die."
"God, do you know that there is a kind of creature, it is called human beings, human beings are born fragile, have too many weaknesses, and have all the bad things.
But they are always able to turn good luck in times of misfortune, with hope, find the light of dawn from the boundless darkness, live, and pass on hope to the next generation.
When they die, they will become soil and will nourish future generations. I said that they will not die and will live forever in another way.
Can you understand that the seven emotions and six desires constitute a complete human nature
You have no humanity, you are alive, although you are still alive! "
The old man smiled, kind eyebrows and good-looking, this kind of expression, the young boy named "Huang", he has never seen him in his life.
The true inborn gods don’t know what pain is, or smile, they’re always just for contention and just for preaching.
The child’s eyes were cold and indifferent: “I don’t care, I’m strong enough. The gods’ final method, only I survived, and they were all beaten into dogs by myself. Desolation is the strongest power in the world, it can destroy everything !"
"Then I tell you, after the barrenness, do you think that the world really has come to an end
No, this world is a reincarnation that will never pass away. Even if it is destroyed, one day, it will be reborn, with new beliefs, new hopes, new races, and new creatures! To experience the sufferings of life, to taste all the sufferings! "
The old man kept enlightening the little child in a persuasive way.
He was confused, shook his head, puzzled: "What is suffering? What is Gan? I don't understand."
The old man looked at him: "Are you happy?"
The three-year-old murmured, "What is happiness?"
The old man smiled happily, hunched over his waist, hands on his back, skinny, and fell down as soon as the wind blew.
"One day, you will have the same look as me, and you will understand... This world is coming back soon... And you, and your opponents, are just the pioneers of this era, pioneers, you die, your will will become There is a thing called martial arts!
Your Tao is indeed very powerful. You should learn new things. After being barren, everything is revived and reborn. "
He finally went farther and farther and disappeared in front of the boy's eyes.
Zhitong has always maintained his indifference. He has never tasted pain for a lifetime. What is laughter, he doesn't understand...
1.2 million years ago, the spiritual world first took shape.
Chaos, split by a thunder field! Was divided into heaven and earth by a barrenness.
The sky is above the head, the emptiness is illusory, and the ground is under the feet, solid and stable.
"Huang" knew for the first time, what is heaven and earth.
The spirit world is called the spirit world, and it gave birth to all things.
Ten thousand races have risen one after another, and the gods and demons have condensed and quickly become gods.
"Huang" is still a child, hiding in a corner no one knows, and has been witnessing the vicissitudes of the times.
I saw a hundred flowers blooming and colorful.
"Huang" stretched out his hand to touch these flowers, he learned to appreciate for the first time, and stopped.
But once his hand stretched out, it would die.
As a last resort, he can only stay away from creatures, can only watch from a distance, and dare not approach.
This makes him feel uncomfortable, he can't integrate into this world.
He feels lonely and desolate, and he understands what it means to be painful.
"Is this suffering? Uncomfortable..."
"Huang" often kept his head down blankly and thoughtlessly, loneliness was his lifelong company.
But after suffering, he saw a group of two-legged humans walking upright. These humans sang songs every day, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, wandering around the world of flowers at will. It was so uncomfortable.
"This is better than barren."
"Huang" muttered to himself, grinned and raised the corners of his mouth, which became the arc he learned for the first time in his life.
Many years later, the tens of thousands became fierce and domineering, arrogant and unreasonable, burning, killing and looting.
He used to be this kind of person, walking this way.
He never felt that killing was a sin.
However, at that moment, he felt that he had done everything wrong before, because he was reluctant to let the beauty of this world be ruined by these people.
What a beautiful world! But there is always someone to destroy it!
"Huang" wants to make a move, but think about it again, these creatures destroy the world, let alone a degree, he shots, will destroy everything, and return to the past, the ancients are as long as night!
Therefore, he gave up.
He saw some people trying to protect this beauty.
He silently blessed them and hoped they would succeed.
He also discovered that all the innate gods, ice ancestors, thunder ancestors, fire ancestors, time and space god emperors that he had killed before...
His men were defeated, leaving some will to last forever.
The dead, as the old man said, came back.
To stand alone is a kind of loneliness, and a hundred flowers blossom, which is a kind of splendor.
He understands pain and happiness, and he knows that there are two things in this world that are forever opposed.
One is called "positive" and the other is called "evil".
Good and evil constitute the balance of the world.
But he doesn't like "evil".
He thought silently: If one day there is only "rightness" and no evil in this world, how good would it be
Who can do it
He can't do it himself, because he is missing one thing, that kind of thing, called his own control.
Therefore, he intends to find a suitable candidate, and the two will work together to create the future!
For more than one million years, he began to find someone, someone who could take on the great responsibilities, and find someone to bring the world together. Even if the wind strikes outside, he will leave the world with the only and inviolable pure land. That's enough.
Later, he found him, and that person treated him as his own, and never abandoned him.
The cycle of cause and effect, good cause produces good result.
He made a big bet about his future, and he gave everything away.
This person meets all the standards he has after many years of investigation: he has an unswerving Dao heart that will never change. With superb savvy, he can always turn into good fortune when he is bad, has a good foundation, will not actively destroy any beauty, has an excellent popularity, and is brothers in the world.
The thing he desires most in his life is called a friend.
If he finds that person, he has a lot of friends.
So he said: "I am willing to accompany you to face destruction and live to death!"
"Huang" is the will of this world, and it will only appear when it reaches the end.
"Hope" is the yearning of this world. When it comes to the end, it will never leave from beginning to end. Whoever can catch it can block the desolation.
"Destruction" and "hope" are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and they are closely related.
They will never disappear, just like Luo Xingchen, resurrected from the dead, over and over again, and never lost his way after nine deaths.
"If you want, I will accompany you."
Under Ziyoulan's cane and in the ice coffin, four sword monuments are ready to emerge, the light covering the sky and the earth, bringing a heavy rain to the longevity forest, and they are about to merge.
Those are the four stages of desertion: First: unscrupulous destruction!
Second, restrained destruction!
Third, against the impact of evil forces!
Fourth, after destruction, live toward death...
They are fused, four sword monuments, merged into one! They turned into the blood, veins and ribs in Luo Xingchen's body, changing his fate against the sky.
"Huang" will always remember that scrawny old man. He thought he had left long ago, but it turned out that he never walked far...