Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Eriyi looked as normal. She always believed that her husband could turn things around. Godzilla was her superman and the superman of the world. He could always create miracles.

"It's just for most people like us, but the causal logic at the root still needs to be there. You must know that we are not the people copied there, but were pulled away. In other words, we need to be there in the first place. It just needs to exist, just like why I can’t be thrown into the God Burial Calendar.”

Lu Ming explained: "With my strength, don't you think I am too supermodel in this era? It is actually unfair to the rest of you. I should compete with other strong people in the God Burial Calendar, but I I couldn’t pass it because there is another me in the God Burial Calendar, and it is impossible for us to appear in the same era.”

"So, from the basic logic, if Senior Brother Lu cannot exist, for the simplest closed causal loop on the circle, Senior Brother Lu should not exist, that is, die?"

Xia Mi frowned and analyzed, feeling that something was starting to go wrong.

Originally, the old blind man said that Lu Chen's fate was very tough and it would be difficult to die, but now it seems that if there is no way out, it is already a dead end.

"This understanding is correct, but in fact, even if you don't think about this, the current situation of Burying God cannot change the situation. Everyone will die. It is the same. It may not be cause and effect and other gods and gods."

Lu Ming sighed.

"Godzilla will definitely succeed, he has never failed!"

Eriyi said firmly.

Xia Mi opened her mouth. She wanted to complain about it now and stop raising flags for Senior Brother Lu, but she felt that Eri Yi's "milk" was real milk, not poisonous milk, so she closed her mouth again.

Hope he can succeed...

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In the original mine, Lu Chen finally found the entrance. This time he broke through the thick black mist directly. The black mist did not touch him. His 238-point physical constitution was fully capable of resisting these unknown substances.

After landing, Lu Chen observed the surrounding environment and sighed, "Sure enough, we are not so lucky."

The location of the entrance to the depths of the original mine would change. He would enter from the same entrance at different times and take different positions inside. He had never walked this road before.

This time he walked in the mine in a low-key manner and did not shout, because he felt that the immortals in the original mine were not easy to talk to. They had made it clear last time that they would not take action. If he continued to yell and harass, he might offend some beings.

He had a clear goal for this trip. He no longer prayed to God, and he did not want to cause unnecessary complications.

Lu Chen shuttled through the dark mines, eager to find a familiar route and the source of reversal of all tragedies.

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The God Burial Star was completely deserted, and blood was raining from the sky.

Within the sea of ​​​​stars, the remaining strong men of the God Burial Star are fighting against the creatures of the Abyss Blood, protecting their homeland and the last source of fire.

"It's a shame that she was so stunning, but she was born in the wrong child."

In the galaxy, a Marquis of Yuanxue sighed. When he stopped, a white-haired body fell from the sky, and the other Marquis who was traveling with him was buried forever in the starry sky.

He could not imagine that a human who had not yet reached the realm of immortals could actually fight one against two, and even fight to death one of their marquises when his life span was exhausted.

If Fang Shouyuan hadn't completely dried up, he might not have been able to easily defeat the seriously injured woman.

"Xue Baitian? I remember it."

He looked at the body floating in the starry sky and said, no blasphemy, that was the only respect he had.

The skeleton behind Xue Baitian also lost its traction after Xue Baitian's death. But just when the Marquis wanted to take a photo of it and check it out, the skeleton quickly fled into the distance towards the Burial God. Fall.

boom--

Finally, he fell to the top of Zhige Peak, creating a deep pit.

Marquis Yuanxue followed closely behind him and arrived in the sky above the God Burial Star. The overwhelming pressure made all living beings despair.

This time everything was different from before. What came back was no longer the strongest person from their God Burial Star, but the cruel source blood creature.

"I hate it! The God of War is so powerful, but heaven and earth don't give her time to continue to grow!"

An old man shed tears sadly, knowing that Xue Baitian had died.

"If the environment of heaven and earth were as it was in ancient times, how could you and others act so wildly on our God-Burying Planet!?"

Some strong people were dissatisfied and lamented that the world was unfair. Although the spiritual energy began to recover, the time was too short.

"Did Sister Xue sleep forever..."

The Lord of Xueyue Peak sighed after killing an earl in the starry sky. Looking back, he saw that all his old friends were gone.

When the Emperor of Great Xia was fighting four counts, his heart was taken out by an old and powerful old count, and his soul was wiped out. The words he said before his death, "My descendants of the Ji family will shed the last drop of blood!" still remain in his mind. Echoes in my ears.

Except for those disciples who had not yet been able to fly to the stars, all members of the Daxia royal family had died in the battle, leaving only a few young princes.

The Barbarian King of the Witch King Valley was surrounded and killed in the starry sky together with his beloved mount. Before his death, the strong man also hacked and killed a Yuanxue Earl. In the end, he was cut into pieces by the five Earls. The corpses were scattered in the starry sky, completely torn apart. Broken, soul silent.

At this time, only the powerful Dragon Ancestor was still leading many demon clans to fight against the dragons, but when the Yuanxue Marquis came, everything seemed to be in vain.

At the top of Zhige Peak, Lu Tianhua looked up to the sky and sighed, "Xiao Ming, go to the teleportation array deep in the hall and leave a seed for our family."

Young Lu Ming's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He saw with his own eyes that his brothers, sisters and elders from Wushen Mountain fell one by one. Now even the most powerful mountain master has died in the sea of ​​​​stars. The strong men of Wushen Mountain are almost dead!

"Great Elder, you..."

Lu Ming cried out sadly when he saw the Great Elder rising into the sky without hesitation.

However, Lu Tianhua did not look back. Instead, his body gradually began to decay, turning green like bronze. Time seemed to flow rapidly on him, and it was like some kind of curse. In the end, the patina filled up his whole body, and his head was covered with white hair. Dance, an inexplicable low roar came from the throat.

This was the last resort he sought in the God Burial Abyss, to buy some more time for the God Burial Star.

His strength continued to rise until he reached the ninth level of the final realm, but he was not Xue Baitian. Even at this level, he could not kill the immortal gods.

"Little friend Lu, I'm with you."

Longzu said loudly, and he and Lu Tianhua rushed into the galaxy, trying to stop the Marquis.

"You don't overestimate your abilities, do you think you are all the same as that woman?"

Marquis Yuanxue sneered, "I am Nicoli, Marquis of the Simon Empire, and I will end the existence of the God Burial Calendar."

Just when Lu Tianhua and Long Ancestor were killing Marquis Nicoli, another dark green beast shadow rose from the direction of Xueyue Peak, and its energy fluctuations actually reached the intensity of the ninth level of the final realm.

Mo Yu stood in the Moonlight Pond with a dejected face, "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be exploited by the boss when I go back. This is not what I was asked to use here."

But then she rolled her eyes again, "But... the thing you gave me is so weak, it won't be used during the 'turmoil' anyway. If I use it now, it's not a waste, right?"

She was like a schizophrenic patient, her expression fluctuating, muttering to herself and performing a one-man show, but in the end her face returned to calm, and she looked at the starry sky with some emotion, "I want to win..."

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Deep in the original mine, Lu Chen looked at the stone slab with emotion, which had traces of transformation.

"Senior, I came to see you. As expected, things in the world are unpredictable. I never thought I would come back here one day."

Lu Chen wiped off the dust on the stone slab and walked towards the entrance of the cave, his eyes suddenly opened up.

The tide of energy washed over his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with purple light, which was a heart sitting on a stone platform.

Boom--boom--boom--

The powerful heart beats and exudes strong vitality. This is the core of power that he once took out from the body of the strongest ancient spiritual clan with the intention of the regicide sword.

He just instinctively followed Plath's version of Lu Chen's arrangement. He thought it was a link on the road of cause and effect, but he didn't expect it to be both the starting point and the end point.

The heart of the entire starry sky in Gaia, which was originally powerful enough to have the murderous intention removed by the regicide sword, is now just the purest core of living energy. This is the most fundamental energy, so that after losing it, the heart is comparable to a powerful immortal. God's ancient spiritual clan has lost its strength. After being exiled for 800,000 years, they still have to find a way to return to the original mine to find it.

The Ancient Spirit Clan was once a powerful race in the universe. During its most powerful period, Lu Chen didn't know how it compared to the Abyss Blood Nobles, but judging from being sealed here, it had already declined.

But there must be a reason why their race is called the "Spirit Race". Despite their ugly appearance and ancient god-like charm, their closeness to the integration of spiritual power and their sharing of the vitality of all things, These are the reasons why they are called Eldar.

Lu Chen walked toward the heart, and the pure spiritual power and vitality washed over his body. If anyone else came here, even if the heart had been freed of murderous thoughts, it would be difficult to get close to it under this strong pressure.

But when Lu Chen came closer, his heart trembled, as if it had encountered some natural enemy. It sensed the faint power of the causal sword, as if it were fear engraved in the bones, even though it was just an unconscious heart. He also trembled because of it.

Lu Chen reached out and took it off. The spiritual energy that had escaped instantly gathered in his heart. A heart as big as a basketball was beating in his hand, and the shock wave made the air tremble.

Lu Chen sighed and put it into his reincarnation. He once thought that leaving this heart here was a foreshadowing of the Plath version of Lu Chen's desire to be exiled, but he didn't want to end up using it for himself.

I am afraid that only in a special place like the original mine can the power of this heart not decline for a long time and maintain its peak condition when you use it.

The purple brilliance converged at Lu Chen's wheel sea, and he could feel the powerful vitality in his body. When he reached the quasi-emperor realm, his vision was naturally different.

The level of power contained in this heart is far stronger than the Qing Emperor's heart that he once contained in the wheel sea, but it seems to be in between from the energy escaping on the surface.

This also made Lu Chen sigh with emotion at how powerful the Plath version of Lu Chen was. It was just a sword intention that could easily frighten such a powerful immortal-level being and take out its heart without any effort.

Of course, even with his current quasi-emperor fourth-level realm, he still couldn't tell which one was more powerful, the leader of the ancient spiritual clan who was exiled by the regicide sword intention or the Qing Emperor's true body. After all, the Qing Emperor's heart had been out there for an unknown amount of time. It has been a long time, and its body has been cultivated to the realm of mortal immortal in later generations.

But there was only one thing that Lu Chen could be sure of. The owner of this ancient spiritual clan's heart was far more powerful than the so-called Marquis of the Yuanxue nobles.

Lu Chen turned around and left the cave. Once he left, he would probably never come back again.

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God Burial Star, the original mining area, where the black smoke was filled, a figure broke through the black smoke and rose.

He listened to the sounds between heaven and earth. The howling wind made his long hair flutter. The sound of the wind was mixed with the cries of all living beings and the roars of the soldiers. The wind also brought the smell of blood, which was so strong that it made the corners of the eyes sour. .

The blood rain continues to fall all over the sky, and I don't know when it will end. It is the heroic spirits of the soldiers returning to this land.

Lu Chen looked around blankly. He had not contacted Chu Zihang for several days, because Chu Zihang had hidden himself in a secret place underground. He could not reappear as a dead man, so he could not obtain information from the outside world.

As far as the eye can see, the God Burial Star is full of ruins, and the brilliance of several battles can be faintly seen in the starry sky. Thick smoke is billowing everywhere, and there is no longer the prosperous scene it once was. Like a doomsday wasteland.

Lu Chen looked in the direction of the Martial God Mountain. The highest peak that once towered into the clouds and could be seen from all over the Burial Star has now collapsed.

what happened?

Didn't it mean that the mountain master and she had accomplished the feat of slaying the immortal gods with the help of the remains of the Dacheng Mystical Blood Warrior?

Martial God Mountain was reduced to ruins, and the heaven-defying terrain of forty-nine dragons guarding one peak was sunk with a palm. Now only the peaks at the corners can vaguely find the former buildings.

Lu Chen felt a surge of energy and blood. He stepped on the calligraphy secret and instantly reached the location of Zhige Peak. At the same time, he used the communication device Qianxue gave him that could only be used in the outside world to contact him.

He looked at the devastated Wushen Mountain. In the center was a deep pit, exposing the ancient underground palace. Some corpses of Wushen Mountain disciples could also be seen in the ruins, buried under the rubble and soil. How many resentful souls.

He walked on the ruins of Zhige Peak and couldn't find a complete piece of rubble. There were no more familiar senior brothers and sisters, and little Lu Ming's figure was also missing.

Where is the master? Where is the great elder?

Lu Chen looked up at the stars, but couldn't find the sound of the strongest men fighting.

Wushen Mountain...is it dead...?

Lu Chen was a little silent. The beeping sound of the communicator continued to echo in the wind, and no one connected with him.

"Kid, you're late."

An old spiritual message came into Lu Chen's ears.

Lu Chen didn't turn around, he just leaned over and picked up a fragment of a teapot and debris from the wooden house from the ruins. His voice was a little dry, "Where are my master... and the great elder?"

Mute Granny stood behind Lu Chen. She was the only surviving strong person above the final realm in Wushen Mountain.

Divine Mind let out a long sigh between heaven and earth, "Everything is over. This era is coming to an end. You shouldn't come back."

There will be more in the afternoon