"Is this really an illusion?"
Zhao Wusheng looked up and saw thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, corpses everywhere, and blood and water combined with the soil to form a dark red earth.
"How long have we been gone? How many ancient ancestors still need to be sent away?"
Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang fell silent. They could answer this question, but they knew that Zhao Wusheng did not need to answer.
In just one or two hours, Lin Ming, Zhao Wusheng, and Ge Qinghuang had sent away hundreds of ancient ancestors, as well as the strange things in their bodies that were affected by unknown beings.
The footprints of ancient ancestors are all over this dark red land, but the traces of civilization have been destroyed by raging disasters, leaving only their activated immortal bodies.
However, even though his body is dead, he still suppresses evil spirits and cannot find true peace.
Lin Ming walked forward and watched.
The dark red land is vast and boundless, and there must be a corpse every less than ten feet.
The corpses ranged from big to small, the smallest was no more than the size of a palm and looked like a child; the largest was a giant standing tall, sitting cross-legged like a mountain.
Along the way, Lin Ming and others tried their best to see off the ancient ancestors and let them complete the final journey of their lives.
The ancient ancestors rested in peace, and the immortal body disappeared together with the evil and strangeness suppressed in the body.
Hundreds, thousands, over ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...
An extremely large number of corpses of ancient ancestors disappeared one after another, and time seemed to have lost its meaning in this space. Lin Ming, Ge Qinghuang, Zhao Wusheng, and the little guy didn't know how long it had passed.
They stood on a low hill and looked back. There were no more corpses in this dark red land. The earth seemed to have some new vitality, and tender grasses emerged from the earth.
It is lush and green, with buds growing in clusters, and the entire space has undergone earth-shaking changes.
At this time, a magnificent sense of oppression swept over him.
Lin Ming and others were held down by the sudden pressure, unable to move even half a step.
"Is this?" The little guy's snow-white hair exploded, like a little hedgehog encountering a terrifying predator.
"Don't be so nervous. There is no malice in that sense of oppression." Lin Ming said.
Ge Qinghuang nodded and affirmed: "Not only is there no malice, but it also exudes a majestic and majestic atmosphere."
"I feel it too," Zhao Wusheng patted the long knife on his waist, "There is no call from the blood of his body, and he seems to want to respond to the master who exudes this majesty."
The little guy felt aggrieved and pouted: "Why do I feel different? Am I being targeted?"
Lin Ming reassured: "This place is related to the human race. The three of us are all human races, so we can clearly feel that the strong man who exudes pressure has no intention of harming us. The atmosphere he vaguely conveys is closer to... guardianship .”
"Look, there's an altar over there!"
Zhao Wusheng reminded him loudly, his eyes seemed to be able to discharge electricity.
At this time, several people found that the pressure on their bodies was lifted and they could move freely.
Lin Ming, the little guy, and Ge Qinghuang moved forward quickly.
When they came to the altar, they could clearly see the person on the altar.
A nine-foot-old man was wearing armor and holding a sword in his hand pointing to the sky.
His face was blurry and unrecognizable, but his eyes were filled with heroic energy, as sharp as an archer's sun-shooting arrows.
"As a human emperor, I will never bow my head, do not call myself the emperor, and do not respect the heaven!"
"The human race is a free human race, and the human race is a young human race. Although we are not gods and demons, we still have dignity."
"From today on, I... will lead all my subordinates to rebel against this dark and cruel heaven."
As he spoke, thousands of banners appeared around the man, and beneath each banner stood a majestic military formation.
Some are as tall as mountains, some have human heads and ox heads, and some have human heads and snake bodies...
Most of them are of ordinary size, ranging from six feet to nine feet.
There are also some beauties standing under the banners. They are wearing heavy armor and holding brave weapons such as sledgehammers, giant axes, and heavy swords.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"There is no way in heaven. It is stolen by weird and evil people. Do not collude with them!"
Deafening shouts of killing went up into the sky, and a vast array of auspicious clouds appeared in the sky, with various other ethnic groups standing in the clouds.
They looked down with half-smiling faces, like looking at a group of ants who were overestimating their capabilities.
"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has a decree..."
"The Fuxi tribe of the human race went against the will of heaven and attacked the Tao, and summoned all the tribes in the heavens to kill them together."
"All members of the Sui people of the human race rebelled and summoned all races in the world to kill them."
"There is a branch of the human race that hides its body from the sky and summons all the races in the world to kill it."
Standing in the clouds is a god covered in golden armor. His voice is like a vast bell, spreading thousands of miles.
Lin Ming stood there, with the altar in front of him, but the picture reflected in his eyes was the boundless vast ancient star.
The war swept across the entire land. Various ethnic groups from the corners of the universe responded to the call of heaven and attacked and killed the human race who occupied a corner of the ancient star.
However, there are some other races that were not summoned by Heaven and instead joined the human race lineup.
For example, the Celestial Clan is hunted by the Celestial Clan because of the taboo in the name of the clan and because the clan members are too talented.
They had already investigated and knew that what the Emperor Fuxi said was correct, and that the current heaven had been stolen long ago.
In the Heavenly Court, those who hold important positions are all transformed by evil spirits and strange spirits.
Another example is the witch clan, or monsters, spiritual beasts...
They have been oppressed for too long and have been waiting for an opportunity.
At this moment, someone was waving the flag, and the crowd was excited, as if they had found an outlet.
For a time, the war that was originally only fought on the Ancient Star spread to the entire universe.
The scene on the altar suddenly froze, and everything disappeared like smoke.
The figure of the man wearing armor and holding a sword pointing to the sky gradually blurred, as if he had conveyed everything, completed his mission, and was about to disappear.
Lin Ming raised his hand and said, "Wait a moment."
"You are confused. This is just an image. How could he hear what you said." Zhao Wusheng looked regretful and held Lin Ming's shoulders.
Lin Ming smiled sheepishly, "It seems like this."
Before he finished speaking, his Najie buzzed and vibrated.
Lin Ming felt the vibration of the red and blue secret boxes. Both secret boxes were vibrating, as if they had encountered something that they had to meet.
At the same time, the figure of the Human Emperor who was about to disappear suddenly froze. He condensed inch by inch, and his face became clear.
A middle-aged man, who looks to be in his thirties or forties, with deep eyes that seem to contain boundless wisdom. Even wearing armor cannot hide his elegance and calmness.
Lin Ming released the red and blue secret boxes and held the two secret boxes in his hands.
At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes became lively and his figure was extremely clear, like an ancient man standing at the end of the river of time who saw Lin Ming standing on this side of the river of time.
"Are you my direct descendant?!" the man said.
"Is this okay? Is there any mistake? You and he are still related by blood?" Zhao Wusheng's mouth twitched, extremely surprised.
Lin Ming shook his head and glared at Zhao Wusheng, "Sister Wusheng, please stop talking nonsense. How can I know after so many years?"
Zhao Wusheng: "..."
Ge Qinghuang saw that the man still had a lot to say to Lin Ming, so he pulled Zhao Wusheng aside.
The little guy was lying on Lin Ming's shoulder, looking at the man with fear on his face. It was obvious that the huge pressure from before had left a lot of psychological shadow on it.
The little guy now was like a wilted bean sprout. He didn't dare to do anything except stay on Lin Ming's shoulder.
At this time, the man said: "That's right, I don't know how many years have passed here, how can you know."
After a brief pause, he said: "However, you hold the token of our lineage."
Lin Ming seemed to have a question mark popping up on his forehead, "Senior, are you talking about these two secret boxes?"
The man nodded, "Yes, this is a token belonging to the sinner lineage. Have you ever heard of the sinner lineage?"
Lin Ming looked at the red and blue secret box, rubbed it twice, and then said, "I've heard of it."
The man smiled, his eyes sparkling with divine light, and he seemed to be able to see Lin Ming's whole body, but he withdrew his somewhat offensive gaze and assumed the amiable attitude of an elder towards a younger generation.
"It's rare to see outsiders, and maybe this is the last time. I'm just an afterimage left in the world, so I'll use my residual energy to tell you ancient stories, okay?"
"Of course, it's an honor."
Lin Ming responded with a smile. He needed to track down the traces of his mother's Moon Immortal Pond, and also guard against the Crescent Moon Tower and the Evil Ghost Clan. This was the stage when he most urgently wanted to improve his strength. At this moment, it is difficult to say whether there are any advantages to listening to the stories told by the seniors, but there will definitely be no disadvantages.
Moreover, this senior is a human emperor of a generation. A truly upright human emperor is a hero among heroes.
He told me some information that might be useful!
Next, Lin Ming and others sat on the ground without walking up to the altar, because the altar seemed very close, but in fact it was extremely far away, like countless star fields. No matter how they walked, they could never get close.
The Human Emperor's gaze fell on the red and blue secret box held in Lin Ming's hand, and he briefly described the magnificent war that took place on the ancient star.
The story begins with the departure of Daozu.
At the beginning, everything was fine and all the major ethnic groups were in peace with each other.
But as time goes by, Daozu has been away for too long, and there are always unparalleled heroes who dominate the world.
At that time, one of the geniuses was particularly dazzling and was known as the first person under the Dao Ancestor. Some people even called him the Little Dao Ancestor.
This man lived up to the high expectations and rose up in just a few thousand years, overwhelming all the powerful men in the world and eventually establishing the Heavenly Court.
At first, Tianting's behavior followed the legacy of the Taoist ancestors and ruled the world from the ground up.
After thousands of years of peace, everything was fine, but evil was growing at the edges or corners of the universe.
Some small wars spread, and it was very unprovoked and without any warning, two ethnic groups entrenched in their respective worlds launched a war.
Moreover, in just a few years, a war of extermination has developed that destroyed the world and slaughtered ethnic groups.
It was like this in one place, but it was an exception. But in the following time, this situation had the potential to start a prairie fire.
As the Lord of Heaven, Xiao Dao Ancestor certainly cannot sit idly by and ignore everything.
So, he went to war!
His strength is so strong that no one will be dissatisfied wherever he goes.
One person can conquer thousands of worlds and billions of creatures.
The little Dao Ancestor suddenly realized that he did not have the strength or talent of the Dao Ancestor, and he was still inferior to the real Dao Ancestor in many aspects.
At least, he cannot sit on the ancient star at the center of the universe and be able to overwhelm the world and overwhelm all sentient beings.
After thinking hard, he built a chariot drawn by nine dragons, nine phoenixes and nine unicorns, and patrolled the world responsibly.
"At this time, the little Taoist ancestor still considers himself a student of the Taoist ancestor. He is full of humility and knows how to be considerate of all living things."
The Human Emperor sighed with emotion and continued.
In the second half of the story, the little Dao Ancestor once again discovered clues of a raging war during a certain inspection. He pursued it all the way, entered a special place, and met the Ancestor Demon.
The two of them fought hard and were inseparable. This surprised the little Daozu, but he was more pleased.
Because, he always believed that there was only one reason why he could not go further, achieve the achievements of Dao Ancestor, and obtain such incomprehensible cultivation, that is, there was no opponent.
From then on, he made a gentleman's agreement with the ancestor demon, giving the dark side of the universe to the ancestor demon, allowing him to pull the fire of war into the dark side instead of appearing in the real side.
Zu Mo agreed, but did not comply.
Given an area to mess around with, the Zumo began his horrific experiments.
Many strange races have been studied and appeared in reality.
Those races are warlike, ferocious, and extremely difficult to kill, because they themselves belong to the dark side, and the dark side also has a saying, the realm of the dead.
The strange race born from the dark side started an all-out war with the natural race born from the real side.
The flames of war spread throughout the universe, and the little Dao Ancestor was furious. He found the Ancestral Demon and brought it back to the Ancient Star to seal it.
However, the power of the Ancestral Demon is so weird that the little Daozu doesn't know it yet, but he has been tricked and planted a demon seed by the Ancestral Demon.
As time goes by, all peace becomes an illusion.
Later, when the flames of war spread throughout the world, the little Taoist ancestor no longer hated evil, but began to take pleasure in it, and often summoned many immortals and gods to place bets.
If the bet is right, you can advance to the level of cultivation and gain full strength.
If you make the wrong bet, you will lose a little face.
Such a good thing that is completely unequal in price and gain will always be tempted by people with sneaky intentions.
One year, two years, three years...
Over time, those who participated in the bet became far better than those who did not participate in the bet.
If this continues, others will be unable to sit still.
The gambling game is getting bigger and bigger... The little Daozu is actually obsessed with manipulating creatures and fooling the universe, while other gods and gods are forced to do it by profit or the general trend.
Gradually, the dark side and the real side of the entire universe strangely merged.
The Ancestral Demon's power was so powerful that it could not be matched. He replaced Xiao Dao Ancestor, succeeded in seizing the body, and trained it into an incarnation.
At this point, the universe entered a period of complete darkness.
The Human Emperor sighed quietly:
"Later, the wise people in the world realized that the little Dao Ancestor was not the Little Dao Ancestor for a long time, but was played by the Ancestral Demon."
"We have launched a revolution to rid heaven of corruption,"
"After 129,600 years of conquest, the Ancestral Demon has become stronger. No one can kill him."
The little guy said nervously: "Then what happens next?"
