Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"Cultivate your own weight!"

When Li Yao heard this, he couldn’t help it and snorted again. "I knew that the sacred alliance and the empire are two sides of a coin. They are two poisonous flowers that grow together from the carrion of the Xinghai Republic. I just can't figure it out. With your position and strength at the time, how could it be possible to defeat the Holy League again and again and become the 'famous' of the Xinghai Republic?"

“It’s very simple, because not all sacred people have restored ‘factory settings’.”

Wu Yingqi 3.0 explained, "Although more than 90% of the sacred people have restored the 'factory setting' and loyal to the Pangu people who have been extinct hundreds of thousands of years ago, but still a few percent of them accepted me. The soul of the soul is branded, with Wu Yingqi 2.0 as the object of allegiance.

"It's just that this kind of sacred mark has always existed in somebody like a hidden gene, and they didn't even know it before they activated it.

"Once they are activated, they become the darkest ambush in the sacred alliance, the most loyal and the most secretive spy.

"Although the number is only a few percent, they can continually leak information about the sacred alliance to me, including the configuration of warships, the route of entry, the formation of commanders, and the destruction of sacred alliances at critical moments.

"I have such an ace spy, plus the ability to inherit from the blood of the gods, the natural battle is invincible!"

Li Yao was so stunned that it was really impossible to dream. The truth of everything would be like this.

"In this way, I continued to strengthen my power in the war against the Holy Alliance, secretly weakening the Xinghai Republic, and after the time was ripe, I overturned this decadent and comprehensible country and established my own hegemony. hegemony!

Wu Yingqi 3.0 faintly said, "You may have to ask, since I have established the hegemony of the real human empire, the value of the use of the sacred alliance has disappeared, why not smother them to eliminate them. After all, there are a few percent of 'inner rape' help. And occupy the most fertile and powerful planet in the center of Xinghai. Should my offensive be unmatched?

"Yes, I thought so at the time. Even if the sacred alliance has developed to a very strong level, I still have not put this shackle in front of me, because I think that a few percent of traitors exist, this ace is enough to help I am destroying the Holy Alliance at any time.

"And at the time, I had another, more important enemy to deal with, guess, who?"

Li Yao was silent for a long time and said: "...the end of the war, the **** god."

"Yes, the establishment of the real human empire is part of the trade between me and the blood god. His power has helped me to gain supremacy, and I will use this hegemony to form a brilliant expeditionary force, across the black wall, to explore. Outland."

Wu Yingqi 3.0, "But Wu Yingqi 2.0 does not want to honor his promise, but even more afraid that the news of the sacred alliance will reach the ear of the blood god, so that the blood **** is shocked by his betrayal.

"In the decades since the rise of Wu Yingqi 2.0, the blood **** has been sleeping, and I still don't know what I did, but no one can guess the consequences of the blood **** reawakening, no one knows, will it? There is a second 'new generation of human expeditionary soldier' ​​who listens to the call and finds the blood god.

"So, Wu Yingqi 2.0 simply can't take care of the sacred ally that can be eliminated at any time, but it is necessary to condense all the forces, kill his teacher first, and fight the blood of the gods!"

Behind Wu Yingqi 3.0, the blood gradually peeled off and condensed into a new picture.

Countless starships, countless cultivators, returned to the wreckage of the "Doomsday" under the command of the black star Emperor Wu Yingqi, found the body of the surviving madness and the awakened demon.

Wu Yingqi excused himself to report to the blood **** son what he had done in the past few decades, let the other party review their own troops, find the most vulnerable gap of the blood god, and launch a "war of the demon"!

Even the illusion of blood condensed in an extremely abstract way can make Li Yao really feel the thrill of the war.

"I have carefully prepared for decades, gathered the strongest cultivators of countless empire, and prepared countless treasures and super battleships."

In the voice of Wu Yingqi 3.0, there is still a deep fear. "It’s just a slap in the face of the blood god. A scorpion that has almost become a pus, is almost overturned by him. Everyone is dead. Most of the starships were destroyed, and even my own, his "true disciple" was almost destroyed by him, and this destroyed him.

"Lee Yao, do you think that I really have no way to take the giants who have been handed down in the Xinghai Republic era, so that the tail can not be lost, forming today's four major electoral families?

"Hey, what a wealthy family, if there is no blood god, I have already used them to kill them, killing them all, smashing the roots, and finally suffering, where will there be ‘four great elector families’!

"Unfortunately, it was a pity with the blood god, not only consumed a lot of loyalty to me, but also followed me for decades of elite, which made me seriously injured, so long ago, so much that I have no power to deal with these. There is no way for the vast majority of the wealthy embers to launch a war of total destruction before the sacred alliance has yet to sit tall.

"I know that my life is not long, but I am not willing to die like this. I put all my energy and resources into the search for the emperor's tomb. The fatal wound in my body is left by the blood god, looking at the whole universe. No medicine can be treated, perhaps only the origin of the blood god, that is, the power of the emperor can save my life, can also help me become a more powerful existence, become the dual successor of the emperor and the blood god

"If this is the case, no matter the embers of the wealthy family or the newly rising sacred alliance, it is a trivial little problem.

"In this way, at the end of my life, I took all the information about the emperor's tomb, and drove the shuttle ship that took me to find the blood god, and set off again. After all the hardships, I finally found the emperor. tomb.

"It’s a pity that it’s too late to find it. My body is almost withered, and it’s like a **** god. It’s like a pussy, and my soul is weaker, even if I have the core of the emperor’s tomb. The key to the hand is in the hand, there is no way to open the last door.

"I can only crouch, erase all traces of myself, enter a long sleep, deeply hide, wait for the arrival of 'the good man', until after the millennium, the arrival of Li Linghai and the sacred ally... After that, You already know."

After listening to Wu Yingqi's long and tortuous life, Li Yao really gave birth to a sense of embarrassment.

Wu Yingqi is indeed a big devil's head, but his life is really like a magnificent river, full of thrilling waves.

Although knowing that the other party may not be telling the truth, Li Yao couldn't help but ask: "Now, you are going to die, remembering your life, how about it, regret it?"

Wu Yingqi 3.0 was silent for a long time, shaking his head: "The so-called 'repentance' is a clear choice at the time, but made the wrong choice, but in my case, Wu Yingqi 2.0 a thousand years ago, it is impossible to understand The blood **** of the multi-cosm as the battlefield, with millions of years of civilization as the bet of the bet, repeated one hundred times, will still betray him, will ... exhausted his life, to pursue the power of the world.

"However, a thousand years later, after tasting the taste of the supreme power, I have experienced the most shameless betrayal; all the laws that trample on the human world have also learned all the illusory truths; I have tasted the strongest passions, After having possessed all the wealth that the secular people dreamed of, I gradually evolved from 2.0 to 3.0. Indeed, I slowly began to understand and recognize the blood gods of the past.

"Even, in the process of implementing the 'Tomorrow Plan', when I was killed by you and 2.0, I was constantly tortured to myself at the moment - what am I doing, and you, the negligible ants, Isn’t it really interesting to kill the insignificant power? Is the 'Tomorrow Plan' merely a means of regaining the highest power, not a new starting point for civilization? Is it really a blessing? Even if it becomes an imperial emperor, even rule How about the empire for 10,000 years, can it really make me find the meaning of existence?

"So, at that moment, I realized that I flew to a new realm, and the inheritance of the blood **** was finally fully opened, which made me realize the meaning of my existence, from 2.0, to 3.0!

"Now, I am dying quickly, but as I said just now, 'When I hear the news, I can die in the evening,' I have found the meaning of life. This journey can be completed with a full stop, no regrets, only One thing is to pass on the things that the blood **** passed on to me, find the right person, and continue to pass on. That is you, it can only be you, Li Yao."

Wu Yingqi 3.0 smiled. It was like a famous teacher or a kind father. He extended his gray arm toward Li Yao and seemed to be kindly touching Li Yao’s cheek.

Li Yao was struck by his movements and jumped a big step backwards: "Hey, hey, you said, don't move your hands and feet! What is your so-called inheritance?"

"First of all, of course, the transformation and use of the Golden Crystal Tower, I believe that it will be very much needed in your journey."

Wu Yingqi 3.0 smiled. "And, the 'black box plan', this is the key to your victory over the Holy League, and it is my biggest card. Don't you want it?"

"The sunspot plan?"

Li Yaofei blinked his eyes. "What is the sunspot, sunspot, or the chess piece of the Black Star Emperor?"

"How do you understand it."

Wu Yingqi 3.0, "Remember that I just said that only 90% of the sacred people recovered from the factory at the beginning, but a few percent of them are still controlled by recessive genes. In fact, they are loyal to me. Today, thousands of years later, these 'inner traits' have long since died, but recessive genes are circulating in their descendants. These descendants are 'black sons'!"