Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 210
The magnificent and boundless majestic voice resounded through the world, shaking the heavens and the earth, causing countless creatures to kneel on the ground, silent like a cicada.

"Emperor?"

Even the devil and the demon girl were shocked, the overwhelming and invincible power of the gods, swallowing the universe, was enough to blow down a whole galaxy.

"No, I may have touched Tianxin, which is only a little bit away from the emperor, but I haven't really proved the way."

As a former quasi-emperor, the demon tree has also shaken the nine heavens and frightened the nether world, and he is most familiar with the aura of the quasi-emperor.

"The human race hides really deep enough!" the devil and Yaoji sighed.

This scene is really incredible.

The Dao Emperor of the Nine-Eyed Clan said that he wanted to kill Pan Feng, but he was immediately exterminated. The Dao Emperor's Dzogchen powerhouses were all captured like ants. It was truly terrifying!

"The ancient survivors are angry!"

Many strong men's scalps were numb, and their faces were frightened.

Some ancient creatures also recalled the past in the distant past, when all races fought for hegemony, and the heroes fought against each other, while the human race rarely participated in the disputes.

The ten thousand races are very repulsive to humans, but they are also quite afraid, because even the quasi-emperor cannot guess how deep the human race is.

And the territory of the Nine-Eyed Clan was originally lush and lush, with endless green forests and all kinds of strange vegetation everywhere, a scene of ancient prehistoric times.

But at this moment, there is only a big black hole with a length and width of thousands of miles. The hole is filled with an overbearing power of order, which repels all ways and suppresses the universe.

The remaining two Taoist emperors of the Nine-Eyed Clan were also taken away and filled the dark starry sky.

Suddenly, a storm of pure spiritual energy swept across the vast land, without any dark matter mixed in, making hundreds of millions of creatures refreshed and transparent.

"The dark starry sky is blocked?"

The Devil Demon Fairy showed a startled look, with blue light flowing all over her body, nourished by the fresh aura, the petals became extremely delicate and beautiful.

"How is this possible? Only when the emperor's corpse transforms into a star field can it completely block the starry sky and prevent the dark matter from leaking out. The human race is only the three emperors. All the corpses of the emperor were transformed into Dao, and died together with the magic mist, where did the human race get the fourth emperor?"

And Pan Feng, who was dissecting, was finally stunned. He stopped exploring the mysteries of life, took a deep breath of spiritual energy, and looked into the depths of the mountain, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

From the day he was born with self-awareness, he was adopted by the ancient survivors. He grew up in Kunlun Xu since he was a child. He even once thought that he was a human being, and his relationship with the ancient survivors was extremely deep.

"Eastern Emperor..." Pan Feng remembered sadly.

"East Emperor?" The devil and demon girl were shocked.

Only the most ancient creatures in ancient times knew the name Donghuang.

He was born in the same era as the first ancestor of the human race, the Emperor, and they are both human beings who transformed from ancient ape spirits, and they are true primitive people.

In that era, in the barren land, human beings were the most humble creatures, living in tribes, and were raised in captivity by the supreme race as food.

The Eastern Emperor and the Emperor, respectively, are the leaders of the two major tribes, leading the human race to overcome difficulties and work silently.

Compared with the heavenly emperor's immortal appearance, Donghuang is much duller. He is simply a waste material on the road of cultivation. It took 3000 years to step into the Qi-gathering realm, and 1 years to get through the veins of the whole body.

For such a long time, the same clan has already risen to the top of the sky, and the name shakes the mountains above the flying clouds.

However, they were all captured and eaten by those strong clans...

Only Donghuang is incomparably stable, he cultivates slowly, without any rush, and does not break through until the time of his life is approaching, his foundation is so firm that it is unsurpassed in all ages.

In the end, he stopped at the Great Perfection Realm of refining the gods, and stopped for 10 years, until his longevity was about to run out, and he was so old that it was difficult for him to even walk.

That year, the emperor was so powerful that he picked out the top ten powerful clans in the ancient times overnight, shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods, sweeping the world.

In the second year, he and the quasi-emperors of many supreme races took turns to fight in the outer space, overwhelming the human world.

However, someone tried to prove the truth before them...

In just seven days, the Eastern Emperor was at the place where the rising sun rose, which is the current Kunlun Xu, facing the vast and boundless universe, starved himself to the point of skin and bones, and looked like a dead tree. , Emperor Dao... Enter the quasi-emperor Dzogchen realm!

However, just when he was about to match Tianxin, Donghuang suddenly gave up.

No one knows why.

There are rumors in the world that he gave up the opportunity to testify to the Emperor.

There are also legends that the Eastern Emperor has actually become an emperor, at least his body must be that of an emperor, because he killed the emperor, the emperor, and the emperor...

Looking back now, the emperors are all short-lived ghosts.

No matter how strong and invincible you are, no matter how stunning you are, there will be times when you will fall to the top. It is impossible to prosper forever, and the universe will be destroyed, let alone a living being?

As far as the Eastern Emperor, he has declined all the way to the end, but he can be regarded as the longest-lived person and the greatest wise man in all ages.

Those supreme races, stone life, metal life, did not live as long as him, and were not as good as him.

From the beginning of the sky to the present, countless races have disappeared in the long river of history, but the human race remains forever. Even if the fire is briefly turned off, it will appear in an incomparably miraculous way afterwards.

Through the evolution of species, gradually evolving from low-level to high-level, cellular organisms, marine life, reptiles, apes and orangutans, and finally transforming into humans seems to be an inevitable process.

Isn't that how the modern metamorphosis came about?
Looking at it this way, as long as the Endless Continent is not destroyed, human beings seem to be immortal, and they will not be completely wiped out.

Looking at the deepest part of the mountain, the devil and Yaoji suddenly let out a long breath, as if she had relieved a heavy pressure.

"The dark starry sky is really blocked. We have a hundred years to develop, and we can escape from the erosion of dark matter and grow as much as we want. It seems that the truly glorious world is really coming this time!"

"I'm going to shut down!"

The Demon Tree shouted excitedly, frantically absorbed the pure spiritual energy, and began to comprehend the emperor's way on the remnant wooden bone box.

And in the restricted area, Xiaocao Miao, who was digesting Tuoshe's soul, also clearly felt the change in aura.

The most direct impact is that the world is no longer as muddy as before, and it is easier to understand, which can speed up the cultivation speed of all living beings several times.

"These ancient remnants are really not to be underestimated. Their courage and pattern are really grand enough. They sacrificed themselves to help thousands of races and fight for a chance of life for hundreds of millions of souls. Under such sacrifices, all souls will be blessed by it. Remember the human race. Ende, naturally can condense great luck."

Xiaocao Miao woke up, murmured, pondered for a moment, and said to Bolonghuang Falcon: "The grand meeting of all races, the ceremony of enshrining the gods, and the meeting of Tianjiao will be held in 99 years, so that the prehistoric races on the 49th Dragon Mountain will come down. The envoys of the restricted area, traveled all over the world to send invitations."

(End of this chapter)