Joyous Jun's Own Opinion

Putting away the fishing rod, Li Luo asked a little funny to see you on a moon night. "Do you think that Li Er is very powerful, that's why he can easily resist your attack? It's a big mistake."

"Isn't it? If he is not stronger than me, then it is absolutely impossible to block my attack so easily. After all, even the first generation of gods will feel a little tricky when facing my attack. If this is the so-called fairy If so, they may really be trying to overthrow the gods of the heavens."

In the eyes of Yue Yejian, there is no difference between Lao Tzu and his party and the thugs who tried to overthrow the old regime. The only difference is that the target they chose is too unimaginable.

But what Yue Yejian got after saying these words was Li Luo's belly laugh.

"It's too dull, see you on a moonlit night. That guy Li Er, you can crush him to death even with one finger now, but the reason why you can't attack him is because you were confused. In an instant, what you attacked was not Li Er at all, but the whole world."

"The so-called cultivators are not gods. The gods are born to grasp the truth, while the cultivators are tirelessly longing for it. The gods live comfortably in their own one-third of an acre of land, while the cultivators are constantly moving forward. Whether it's a scientist or a cultivator, it's just a description of this kind of thing."

Li Luo deeply felt the gap between himself and this world. Even though this world was created by himself, there are almost no people who can understand him.

On the contrary, Lao Tzu, Fu Xi and his group understand themselves better, because they have seen themselves very early, Fu Xi calculated from the texture of his body, and Lao Tzu realized the Tao through his own breath, but even so, they are far from themselves. Too far.

The reason why Li Luo kept Yue Ye Jian by his side was because it was too boring to be alone.

"Look, see you on a moonlit night, one day, the power these people will unleash is beyond your imagination." What you, of course, are the gods.

The land of Kyushu was not the first place to say no to the gods, but it was the one with the most firm tone.The glory of the gods will eventually fade away, and the age of mankind will come to the world.

"It seems that human beings are one step ahead." In the rolling Yellow River, countless carp jumped into the dragon gate with all their strength, and in the waves, a dragon with long beard and sharp claws wandered among them.

Not only humans, even other races have long been dissatisfied with the rule of the gods, but it's not yet the time to erupt.

Compared with other races that swallow their breath, humans are undoubtedly the one closest to success, but they are also the most dangerous one.

"The mountain of bones is the sorrow of our ancestors.

Who else remembers that the Sui Renshi lit up the way forward for the human race.

How can I forget that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, and does anyone know that Nuwa wept blood to mend the sky, and used the essence of flesh and blood to continue the prosperity of our human race.

The prosperous age sings, the great road is on the top, and an illusory divine comedy buries the ancestors' achievements for thousands of years.

All sentient beings are like ants, the Great Way is in front, and harmony is forever singing, not mentioning flames and yellows.

Inexplicably heartbroken.

Magnificent palaces, majestic giant palaces, and false gods stand in front of them.

The small tablet has long been forgotten, and there is nowhere to put the half-foot god.

The tragedy of the ancestors

Do you remember a name called Yan Huang?

Ancestral hope runs in your blood.

Only speaking of the great road and harmony, the national spirit is buried.

The blood of the sky, the essence of the earth, the war between yin and yang, weeping blood and black yellow.

Can the blood and tears of ancestors touch your heart of stone? "

The giant standing between the sky and the earth split the lonely ignorance,

The world glows with the hope of life, he is the backbone of the earth.

The ancestors struggled in the wilderness, threw their heads and sprinkled blood, and continued the hope of life,

Cut the thorns, open the road, step forward, the flesh and blood are immersed in the mud,

The mountain of bones leads to the bright front...

Thousands of years later, the strings and bamboos will be melodious with the harmony of the harpsichord, praising the eternal prosperity of the holy avenue.

The bells are ringing, the land of Kyushu is trembling,

The sky and the earth trembled, as if the ages of ages were repeating themselves in the present.

A picture emerges in the world, and the ancient songs are intermittent, like the world weeping blood.

Can you recall a person named Yanhuang? "

The ancient desolate song resounded at the change of the Yellow River. Li Luo clapped his hands and sang, walking barefoot on the sharp rocks. This was a song that had been buried in Li Luo's mind and jumped out. The origin of the ballad, but now he still has a deep affection for this land.

Li Er, who was walking on the mountain of roads piled up with corpses, seemed to have heard this song, and his bearded face trembled slightly.

"Protoss? It's time to perish." Riding on the green bull, Li Er closed his eyes, and in the Heavenly Palace, Tian, ​​who was the head of all gods, seemed to sense something.

But looking at the majestic gods and the myriad races under the control of the gods, he suddenly felt relieved.

In this land, who would be the opponent of the gods, the murlocs in the south of the sky, the Kunpeng in the extreme north, the Ming clan who had been defeated long ago, or the human race that had been reduced to slaves.

No way, they are just ants.

But the Emperor of Heaven, who is cautious by nature, will not let any problems that may arise.

"Xinyue Fox!" Tian called to the High Priest of the Zao Shen Clan.

"Your subordinate is here!" The charming and charming Xinyue Fox came in front of the Heavenly Emperor, a little puzzled and terrified.

"Recently, what have you seen?" Tian asked Xinyuehu.

"No." Although Xinyuehu didn't know the purpose of the Emperor of Heaven, he still replied truthfully.

"Then back down." The Heavenly Emperor waved Xinyue Fox back.