Chapter 1893 Prehistoric Years. (Please Subscribe!!!)

The branches and leaves are lush and green, and the grass is covered.

Surrounded by winding paths, it leads to the place where the majestic fairy energy gathers.

Stepping into the branch leading to "Qingquan Jietian", Pei Ling's spiritual sense immediately spread out in a mighty way, locking on Si Hanyong, "Yaoyou", "Xiqin" and "Shiqin".

Last time, when He brought "Yi Yi", "Kong Meng", "Mo Gui", "Fu Qiong" and others into the "Ce Yu Jie Tian", after stepping on the branch, all the followers, one All disappeared without a trace.

In the end, on the vast road, only He was left alone.

Since then, the years have rotated, and the cycle has continued...

At this time, the surrounding environment quietly changed.

The cloud and mist transformed by the breath of the fairy spirit roared like a raging sea, engulfing a group of figures in a blink of an eye. In the sea of ​​clouds, there were thousands of changes, sometimes thousands of peaks stood tall, and sometimes huge waves roared to the sky.

The five-color rays of light burst out from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, turning into a sky full of beauty, dizzying thousands of miles.

There are also streaks of auspiciousness, vertical and horizontal in the sky, and the hanging rooms are colorful and bright, magnificent and unspeakable.

A fairy named Xian'e appears and disappears from time to time. They are all dressed in colorful clothes, holding flower baskets, wandering in the clouds, and when the ribbons dance, the spirit flowers fall like a shower.

There were all kinds of colors, but Pei Ling ignored them and strode forward along the passage.

Si Hanyong leaned on his shoulder, followed closely by his side, also following each step.

"Yaoyou", "Xiqin" and "Shiqin" followed behind, step by step.

All the figures are extremely clear, and there is no sign of disappearing at all.

Step, step, step...

Xianle fluttered, and the footsteps were quiet and firm.

Walking and walking, the clouds in front of us are rolling and relaxing, like a stormy sea rising and falling suddenly, a huge majestic and majestic portal appears!

The portal is as towering as a mountain, straight into Qingming.

Numerous spiritual flowers and vines are intertwined and intertwined, gathering into a mighty and thrilling bloom, twisted into a complicated archway, supported by a pair of ordinary Langshu, standing quietly in the snow-colored cloud sea.

Treasures and jades radiate thousands of brilliance, just like the fruits of a good harvest, hanging down in abundance.

The surging vitality is full and flowing, as if anytime, anywhere, it will set off a huge tide that rages in all directions.

The pearly light illuminated Pei Ling and his party.

Behind the portal, a cloud of pure white mist slowly rotated, forming a huge vortex.

The white mist is misty and illusory, seemingly non-existent, escaping endless meanings of unknown, profound, unpredictable, light...

It is unknowable, inconstant, full of innumerable possibilities, and innumerable changes, mysterious, erratic, seemingly present, seemingly absent.

This is the law of "time"!

And the richness is extremely strong, it has reached the point where the naked eye can see it!

Si Hanyong focused on the door, and said in a calm voice: "The door in front is the entrance of 'Qingquan Jietian'."

Pei Ling nodded slightly. As long as he stepped into this portal, he could leave the prehistoric world and return to his original days!

He immediately said: "There is the law of 'time' ahead, follow closely to be your husband."

Si Hanyong was taken aback immediately, and quickly asked, "Where is the law of 'time'? I didn't see it!"

Can't the Dragon Queen see the "time" law ahead?

Pei Ling frowned immediately, but soon, the knowledge of the law of "time" poured into his mind like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

This is the realm of the Immortal King!

Below the immortal, all the knowledge, but there are ignorance, all can be solved by the way of heaven!

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling immediately realized something, and said quickly: "The law of 'time' is at the entrance."

"Han Yong, close your eyes quickly, shut off all perception of the outside world, just follow your husband!"

"Before stopping for your husband, no matter what you encounter, don't open your eyes, don't perceive the outside world!"

Hearing this, Si Hanyong immediately nodded, but instantly understood what Pei Ling meant.

If he can't see the "time" law ahead, he won't be able to go to the future years where Pei Ling is!

Therefore, He cannot see the way now!

Let Pei Ling, who can see the law of "time", guide him!

Moreover, before Pei Ling actually arrives in the future, no matter what kind of interference he encounters, he must never open his eyes!

Thinking of this, Si Hanyong responded, "Good!"

After saying that, he drooped his long eyelashes, closed his eyes, and flicked his wide sleeves, while sealing off all his divine thoughts, he also sealed all the perception and eyes of "Yaoyue" in his arms.

Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. He put his left arm around Si Hanyong, then stretched out his right hand, and said calmly, "Grab my hand!"

Hearing this, "Yaoyou" immediately stepped forward, stretched out her slender white palm, and grabbed Pei Ling's hand.

Immediately afterwards, without Pei Ling continuing to order, "Yaoyou" also stretched out his empty hand backwards, and said to "Xiqin" and "Shiqin", "Sister 'Xiqin', sister 'Shiqin', grab Hold my hand!"

"Xiqin" and "Shiqin" both nodded and stepped forward one by one.

Soon, "Yaoyou" held Pei Ling's palm, "Shiqin" held "Yaoyou"'s hand, and "Xiqin" held "Shiqin"'s hand, arranged like a line.

Seeing that the three female fairies were already ready, Pei Ling immediately said: "Just like Han Yong, you all close your eyes and seal off all perception of the outside world."

"Next, until this seat stops, no matter what happens, don't open your eyes!"

"I can't let go!"

"Yaoyou", "Xiqin" and "Shiqin" all nodded: "Understood!"

The next moment, the three female fairies closed their eyes and sealed all perceptions.

After confirming that there were no more problems, Pei Ling immediately started to walk towards the majestic gate.

The majestic portal is getting closer.

Thousands of spiritual flowers and spiritual fruits are intertwined and flourishing, rushing towards them.

There are fragrant fennel, light leaves that radiate fragrance, and five-color fruits that are as brilliant as jade.

All the flowers, leaves, branches and fruits are perfect, without any defects, so beautiful that it is indescribable, beyond the imagination of living beings.

Soon, several emerald-like branches swayed by Pei Ling's side like a curtain. In the middle of the black shirt, Pei Ling had already walked in front of the door. A whirlpool of white mist.

In an instant, the entire world seemed to freeze.

The turbulent sea of ​​clouds, mountains and mist, and the swaying branches and leaves of spirit flowers froze for a moment.

The scene in front of Pei Ling changed suddenly. He saw the lush valley that he had just left the chessboard in a hurry when he first entered the prehistoric world; The red gold dragon claws falling with the sound of the wind; I saw "Yoyou" who turned into a beautiful girl with dragon horns...

He also saw that his companions withered after the first battle in the wild; invite……

He also saw that hunger was like a tide, devouring the "Yan" fairy; Went to the Immortal Palace, sat on a high seat, and discussed the Tao with the "Li Luo" Immortal Venerable; and saw the true fire of the great sun, embarking on the road of "no return"...

There is also a visit to the King of People, an audience with the "Worthy Ruins" Immortal Venerable, entering the land of chaos, the moment of illusion between the two Venerables, one hundred and one kalpas of cultivation to break the sky, the trip to Qingqiu, becoming an immortal, and the battle of Jianmu ...

He saw the majestic giant tree connecting the sky and the earth stretching across the universe, while the drums roared, blood and fire spread all over the ground, and the luck of the world was like a raging fire cooking oil, humming like a tide, trembling and setting off a world-shattering great change!

There is a long wind howling from all directions, filling the sleeves of the robe, stirring the bloody mist, piercing heaven and earth...

Looking at the extremely familiar scenes, Pei Ling's face turned cold.

The last time he climbed Jianmu, he took the "Ceyu Jietian", just like now, seeing everything that happened after he entered the prehistoric.

Since then, the years have reincarnated, and He has also fallen into an endless cycle of reincarnation...

Now this seemingly similar scene...

If you choose "Qingquanjietian", will the cycle continue?

While he was wondering, the scene before Pei Ling's eyes changed. He saw himself participating in the Great Desolation War and boarding Jianmu...

The moment he boarded Jianmu, his perspective suddenly changed.

Somehow, He began to rise, rise, and rise again.

In a blink of an eye, His perspective surpassed all living beings, surpassed Jianmu, surpassed the entire world, and surpassed a whole world!

He stands high in an indescribable and indescribable supreme place, overlooking all living beings!

The mountains and rivers in the eyes are vast, deep and confusing, all are like lines on the palm of your hand, without the slightest mistake or omission.

Everything in the world is presented in front of the eyes, very clear.

He looked at the prehistoric battle near Jianmu again. In the fiery battlefield, the spatter of a drop of blood and the flutter of a feather were all clearly visible.

His eyes slowly swept across the whole world, and he saw Qingqiu again, where a nine-tailed fox lived in the forest, and the patriarch "Lao" stood with his sleeves folded, quietly standing by the well of "Guantian", looking down into the well , is rapidly observing the whole world;

I also saw the crystal palace in the vast expanse of blue waves. In the radiant palace, the guards and maids were silent, the bead curtains were heavy and the coral was like a forest, hiding the inner hall with the heavy curtain and the locked door. On the throne, the dragon empress Si Hanyong Sitting upright, motionless, his eyes were like torches, and he was always looking in the direction of Jianmu across thousands of mountains and rivers;

I also saw the majestic Fusang, with continuous palaces and palaces above it, and a sea of ​​clouds and rays of light, like a fairyland. At this moment, in a certain extraordinarily large palace, many golden crows are pressing their anger, setting up sacrificial altars, burning spiritual incense, communicating with the upper world, and reporting The evil deeds of the Dragon Clan imprisoning ten Dari Golden Crows;

I also saw Yuyuan boiling, looking for towering trees, the vast branches covering the vast sky like a sky net, a huge body floating from the water, displacing a huge amount of deep water, stirring the torrential wind and waves, and the mountain-like pupils , full of uneasiness, nodded slightly towards Xunmu...

The next moment, densely packed bodies emerged from the water, swam around Xunmu, and faint ancient songs rang in the wind...

"Since it is involved in the dark, its color is dark and dark."

"Hanging down the wings and clearing the clouds, it is the blue sky." 【Note】

The huge waves emptied, the raging sea raged, and the mighty water surged like mountains, filling the entire Yu Yuan!

I also saw that in the hidden villages, the human race without any cultivation level put aside all their affairs, no matter men, women, old or young, they all sat against the door, looking calmly and decisively at the dark sky outside the door, and the people who were hugged in their arms While the young boy was babbling, numerous monsters perched on the side, all over his body, countless cloud seals lit up with brilliance, and disappeared silently...

Looking at the mortal beings who seem to be close at hand, but also seem to be insignificant in the sky, Pei Ling instantly understood that He is now the "heaven" of the prehistoric world!

In this world, everything that happens in the world cannot escape His eyes!

Just thinking about it, the battle situation on the bank of Jianmu changed instantly.

The bloody storm disappeared in an instant, and all the gold and iron horses disappeared.

Only the spirit flower fell rapidly, like a heavy rain, and the incomparably thick fairy energy was self-generated like a cloud, with a stalwart figure as the center, rolling in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, vegetation grew in the void, and the sun was shining.

Just now, the battlefield where the fighting was fierce and fierce, turned into a bright color in a blink of an eye, and the meaning of peace was born!

All the living beings felt their chests disappear, but it was difficult to bring up any fighting spirit, and they looked at each other in a daze.

That stalwart figure was like a human being, with a wide face and a square mouth, without anger and majesty, with wings growing from both ribs, green and black in color, radiant with brilliance, just like the wings of a green luan.

An indescribable auspicious aura lingers around him, light and erratic, and extremely perfect. The aura is so deep and surging that it makes the whole world eclipse, and between the heaven and the earth, only its true nature.

Pei Ling immediately came to his senses, it was the Immortal King!

However, this Celestial King of the Qingluan Clan has much worse weather than Si Hanyong, the Lord of the Netherworld, and "Ji Yao" of the Jinwu Clan!

Suddenly, Pei Ling noticed that all traces of the Crystal Palace, the blue waves, Si Hanyong, and the entire dragon clan in this world had disappeared at some point!

Instead, there is a palace of the Qingluan clan that looks like a bird's nest, many guards of the Qingluan clan, maids of the Qingluan clan... located in the original location of the Crystal Palace.

Pei Ling immediately understood that the "Old" wanted to replace the Dragon Queen before, but because of the power of the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, he failed, but now...

Si Hanyong left Honghuang himself, without the influence of "chaos", the "old" directly changed the past, and a new fairy king came to sit in Honghuang!

At this time, when they sensed the arrival of the Immortal King, on Zhiyin Peak, the three ancestors of the human race raised their heads at the same time and looked under Jianmu.

The next moment, the sleeves of the "Xiangxuan" robe fluttered against the wind, and the five-color gourds hanging from the waist sang in a hurry.

In the long wind, there are also countless singing voices coming from the eight wastelands.

It seems to come from countless years, the pious singing of countless creatures...

"Xiangxuan" closed his eyes slightly, his long hair danced wildly like a dragon, and his aura rose steadily, as if a huge beast was slowly waking up... He was about to become a king!

Immediately afterwards, the originally incomparably clear scene rippled gently like water waves...

There seemed to be a fault that stopped abruptly. Pei Ling felt that he just blinked his eyes, and when he looked again, the towering giant tree had been cut off!

"Xiangxuan" and the Qingluan Immortal King are both missing.

At the original site of the Shenmu, which carried the ladder to the sky, there is only a huge tree stump as vast as the world, with blood flowing across it, traces of sulfur and swords, guns, swords and halberds criss-crossing, bones piled up like a mountain, and the lingering spirit of resentful souls has not yet disappeared.

"Beginning", "Zhu Kui Lie", "Su Zhen", "Han An", "Jiu Yi", "Chong Ming", "Tian Sheng", "Samsara", "Yan Xi", "Mo Yi", " Forgive me"... the ancestors of the human race, with their sleeves fluttering, shuttled through the bloody battlefield.

Soon, the fighting on the bank of Jianmu subsided, and many blood-soaked human races gathered towards their respective ancestors.

Joy, mourning, roaring, shouting, roaring, crying, cheering... The outburst of strong emotions was only fleeting, and then, the surviving human race took up their weapons again and marched towards the whole world with murderous intent.

Gorgeous cities were breached; secret realms full of flowers were pierced; rivers were repeatedly combed; fairy formations that had been passed down for a long time were crushed... Countless ethnic groups that boasted of noble blood were ruined and defeated. Walking away, like a bereaved dog, he embarked on the road of escape in great panic.

They offered sacrifices, performed dances, and burned incense again and again, trying to communicate with the upper realm. However, while the fragrance wafted, the space was as silent as a rock.

The incense case was not over yet, and the hunt of the human race came again.

The ethnic groups with smooth fur, elegant manners and luxurious clothing are gradually becoming scarce.

Their royal families were either killed or taken captive; their warriors were all displayed to the public, and their blood was like sand; their books were either burned or robbed; their utensils were burned and filled into the human treasury as food ; they themselves are quickly divided into individual materials...

The ten thousand races declined at an astonishing speed, turning into the clothing, furnishings, utensils and meals of the human race.

In the vast world, the voices of countless ethnic groups range from anger to pleading to silence.

In the end, there was a dead silence.

Between heaven and earth, only the voices of people are getting louder and louder.

Tens of thousands of races have never been completely wiped out, and among them, the royal family and the bloodlines of the nobles were especially protected to a certain extent, and were brought to the imperial city of Zhong Kui Lie.

The city is solemn and the palace is majestic.

The trembling people of all races looked around in amazement, eating nothing but blood... No, why did such a group become blood eaters? And why is it detached from the blood diet?

Many ethnic groups, full of fear and confusion, trembled into the hall amidst whipping and scolding.

On Danchi, the king of the people is complete, sitting quietly, accepting the worship of many ministers.

And the king's blood and noble heirs of all races kowtowed unwillingly under the pressure of the long halberd...

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling knew in his heart that Zhong Kui Lie was the king of people before, but now that he has accepted the worship of all races, he is the king of the living!

This senior is making the final preparations to become king.

In the next step, the human race will attack Netherworld!

The later generations of the Liugai Dynasty have always regarded the surrendered monster races and foreign races as the people of the dynasty... It must have started from this time!

Time passed in a trance like a cloud of smoke, and what appeared in front of Pei Ling was the human army pouring into the netherworld like flowing water.

The brilliance of countless spells, supernatural powers, and magic weapons is like a glorious sun, illuminating the ancient and bewildered secluded capital...

Soon, time pulsed again, and another fault appeared.

In a blink of an eye, Pei Ling saw that the human race had returned from the Nether Sect.

Eleven ancestors of the human race went, and ten ancestors of the human race returned.

Follow them to crusade against the Netherworld's human army, and there will be no one out of ten.

Among the blood stains, the whole group is like a newly tempered sharp blade, but it bursts out with a coldness that cuts everything.

The king of men walks like a dragon and walks like a tiger, with a vast and magnificent aura, he has become an immortal king...

Next, he took a short rest, and this time, the densely packed weapons pointed at the strange and alluring blood moon.

When the sea of ​​clouds is in turmoil, it is vast and meandering.

For the third time, there was a fault in the years.

... When Pei Ling came back to his senses, he only saw the human race stepping on the bloody water, moving nine pure white tall pillars from the blood moon, and a bloody coffin that was heavily sealed.

Of the ten ancestors of the human race, only nine are left at this moment.

The first human races who fought with their ancestors have been wiped out.

Among the army, there are more and more childish faces flashing, and there are no palms covered with wind and frost, holding tightly the handles of weapons that are full of traces of fighting and soaring into the sky...

Looking down at the land, the great prehistoric land is missing most of it...

Afterwards, nine patriarchs attacked Fusang, "Han An" slashed Fusang thousands of miles away with a sword like lightning, and opened the surging sweet abyss!

Ten rounds of brilliant suns hang in the sky, without any support.

The nine patriarchs used their means to seize a round of majestic suns and cultivate their aura into the human race, leaving only one day in the sky to shine on all things.

In the infinite panic, the remaining ten thousand races fled to Yuyuan by all means.

Yu Yuan is vast, and evil intentions are transpiring.

The giant Xunmu standing in the abyss continues to collect the immortal posts and "origins" offered by thousands of people, and it is also beginning to prepare to become a king.

However, before he was ready, the nine patriarchs of the human race had already arrived!

Seeking wood to become king failed and suffered heavy injuries. If it weren't for Shenmu's great vitality, he would have almost survived death...

Since then, the world has been bright and clear, except for the human race, there has been no other voices.

The villages removed the covering formations, and for the first time in their lives, they walked openly under the bright light that only lasted for one day.

Thousands of miles of fertile fields were gradually cut off from the wanton growth of vegetation, the rivers and mountains were leveled, and turned into neatly cut rice paddies, with villages and towns scattered in twos and threes, and the smoke from cooking rose...

Peace and tranquility appeared little by little on the land that was covered with blood and bones in the past.

"Wushi Villa", "Jiuyi Mountain", "Tianshengjiao", "Hanyanjianzong", "Samsara Pagoda", "Suzhentian", "Chongmingzong", "Yanxi City", "Liuyu" Dynasty"...was established overnight.

The nine founding patriarchs disappeared one after another not long after...

As the years passed, the Nine Sects grew rapidly.

Due to different philosophies, the two sects, righteous and evil, are gradually separated, but each sect is like the great day when their founders refined and refined in the past, shining brightly and shining high in the sky.

The nine great sects not only overlook, but also protect the entire earth, guard the human race, surpass all races, and are the supreme race in this world...

[Note] See Volume Six, Chapter 147: The Last Totem.

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