No matter where you are, when the river rises, many people will die.
Not drowning in the water, but immersed in the beauty of the river.
Most of the water is gentle, and it can be said to be a land of gentleness. When people fall into this tenderness, they want to be inseparable from it forever.
So, it sank and sank again. In the end, he sank to the bottom of the river, and even those people didn't know that they would never see the light of day again.
Only this time, Luo Shenyu was not prepared to kill anyone. Because there is no one in this world that he wants to kill.
There is no doubt that when Luo Shenyu takes action, everything will become extremely peaceful.
The golden light sinks, like sunset in the west. Landed from a high mountain to the bottom of the sea.
It's just different from the sunset. This sunset will rise from the east again tomorrow. But this golden light can only break through this vast ocean, otherwise it will be impossible to break free.
There are layers of new green among the branches. When trees have unlimited water sources, they have unlimited nourishment.
People don't know how big these big trees can grow. All I know is that it must be very high.
This high has penetrated the sky and reached infinity. If it weren't for the Seven Realms of God's Domain, there would be no starry sky. Then, the vast starry sky will be filled with green everywhere, no longer a single color.
The starry sky is like this, who knows what it means. All kinds of light spots are still woven, and they are straight horizontally and vertically. This is a straight shot, an arrow at the end of the string, just waiting to be triggered.
Luo Shenyu sighed, the legendary statue appeared, destined to reverse the pattern of the heavens.
What I saw before was just in a daze, and the statue disappeared in a flash. But he saw three new cracks on the statue, and three pages of the book fell off from the volume in his palm.
Luo Shenyu had some guesses in his mind. That crack meant that someone had opened the bloodline of the ancestor gods, and a page of the book represented a supreme inheritance.
A total of twenty-seven words show that there are twenty-seven people in this world who have opened the bloodline of the ancestor gods, and their potential far exceeds that of their ancestors.
With the arrow on the bow, powerful beings were born. They don't know where they are, but this arrow seems to have been stored for countless years. When it is opened, it is shocking.
With the birth of these powerful men, can there be a place in this world for the ten geniuses of the Gods and the two geniuses of the human race?
Luo Shenyu doesn't know, maybe it is or not. But he only knows that even if the situation of the world changes again now. He... is still the number one person among the ancient gods.
Luo Shenyu was indeed defeated by Chang Zaixiao back then, but it was because he was disheartened and wanted to die. It's just that Chang Zai laughed and didn't kill him in the end.
The world doesn't know that after the battle with Chang Zaixiao, it wasn't Hong Mengyu who found him, but the other party still didn't kill him.
Strong people cherish each other. What's more, they are two people with no distinction between strength and weakness.
Of these two people, one is open and honest. I don't care about being number one on this list at all. A person has many things on his mind, thinking about things outside his own body, let alone picking up troubles and fighting for the reputation outside his own body.
Even so, these two people are still ranked in the top two.
"One page of book can hide all the treasures of a clan. Now...it is time to witness another great era when thousands of families are contending. In this prosperous age, this turmoil is just a powerful force to push the waves."
Thousands of schools of thought are contending, and a great era has emerged. This is something that no one dares to think about after this world becomes a broken place and is forgotten.
This represents the glory of the past, a vast and vast sky, and it also represents that from now on, it is very likely that it will no longer be nine days and ten places, but... ten days and ten places.
But, whether it can be done or not. Luo Shenyu didn't know. This is just a guess, a feeling.
"Guanshu Tower...Guanshu Tower, only when the blood of the ancestors is awakened. This is the record that Luo saw in the ancient ruins... on the shore of Da Ming Lake."
"Why Guan Shulou? Why among the statues?" Luo Shenyu frowned and sighed again and again.
Originally, he was just guessing. The legendary Guanshu Tower is in that statue. After all, those strong men were born one after another. The light shining from his blood made the blood of everyone in the world become a little restless.
This is a feeling of surrender and worship. Even though it was only a short moment, it was far from enough for people to react.
It does make people kneel down and worship, but they don't worship.
Just because this feeling is too weak. After all, bloodlines are different. All races have their own masters, except those mythical beasts that were born due to the fate of heaven and earth.
Because there is a prohibition in each bloodline that isolates other blood, unless they are from the same bloodline, it is extremely difficult to feel the suppression from the bloodline.
But Luo Shenyu still noticed it. Water can melt everything, so he can naturally feel it more clearly.
The bloodline of the ancestor gods has long been extinct along with the disappearance of the divine beasts of heaven and earth, and now no one can open it. Even those ancient ancient gods may not have opened the bloodline of the ancestor gods.
However, now it has appeared. Therefore, Luo Shenyu thought of what he heard and heard that day.
Today, although Luo Shenyu had not completely seen the birth of the Ancestral God's bloodline, he could still clearly see the brief stay of the sculpture and the whereabouts and disappearance of the page of the book.
Then, that inexplicable feeling appeared in the world again.
It is still surrender and worship, although it is still very weak.
But Luo Shenyu was certain in his heart that the young man had seen the library and received the inheritance. Especially after seeing the golden roc appearing among the thousands of thunders, I became even more sure.
This is a magical method that has been lost. There has been no trace of it for a long time. The only one that appears now is Guanshu Tower.
At this moment, the crimson water has risen to high altitude, and a wave of waves drags the man in blue higher.
When the horizon reaches the sky, all the golden light disappears.
Although the young man was still in a daze, shocked that he could actually kill a ghost that had been beaten to a pulp and could only run away, he was still able to detect the movement in the vicinity.
When the young man came back to his senses, he saw that he was trapped in a vast ocean.
Warm flowing water and overflowing fragrance of flowers. Makes you intoxicated.
Just a moment later, the fragrance of flowers disappeared forever. Only then did the young man wake up.
"Your current state is not yet stable. Luo should suppress it and disperse his own power to fight you."
An indifferent voice fell on the young man's ears, without sadness, joy or joy.
"Who are you?" When the young man heard this voice, his eyes suddenly shrank. When he looked up and saw the figure, he took a deep breath.
There was no loose wave of breath in this figure. Dressed in blue, bathed in red fire, hazy, and surrounded by flying dragons and phoenixes, it became a scene that cannot be taken away from the eyes.
The hazy and scattered black hair gives her a somewhat evil beauty, and her pair of waveless eyes seem to be incompatible with this world.
This is world-weariness, even self-loathing.
The black hair is moving wildly, as if the spring breeze suddenly came overnight, and the ink is wrapped around the fingertips, as if there are many stories hidden deep inside.
When the young man saw the man in blue, he felt palpitations in his heart. This feeling was far stronger than before in front of the ghost immortal.
The man in blue looked at the young man in front of him, shook his head, and said with a sense of loneliness: "That's right, you have just stepped into the ranks of true gods, and you have not even reached the thousand-year mark."
"And I have been silent for tens of thousands of years. It's normal that you don't know me."
"Who...are you?" The young man felt that when the man in blue spoke, there was a strong sense of death in his body.
Even the current of this river cannot wash away this will to die.
The man in blue shook his head and said: "Who am I? I'm afraid even I don't know it. Because my existence is not even the continuation of the race. All I know is that I later called myself Luo Shenyu."
"Luo...Shen...Yu!"
These three words fell on the young man's ears like thunder.
The young man did not recognize the man in blue in front of him, but he knew the name.
Luo Shenyu, this is an extremely strong person. His life experience is also extremely miserable.
Once upon a time, Luo Shen Yu was not called Luo Shen Yu.
Once upon a time, there were eleven ancient tribes in the seven realms of the God Realm. However, countless years ago, a large ancient clan completely disappeared and was wiped out by a supremely powerful person. From then on, there were only eleven major ancient clans in the seven realms of the God Realm.
That clan controls the fire of heaven and earth. It's called Zhuzhao.
This race no longer exists, but in this era, such a person appeared in the world. He lived in water and reached the extreme, becoming invincible and shocking all races. It also shocked the major ancient gods and even alarmed God.
Because, in order to seize the throne of God, the strongest man of that clan fought a life-and-death battle with a powerful human race, but was eventually defeated and fell.
This clan was so powerful that it made God's heart palpitate, so he wiped out all the creatures of this clan, but there were still fish that slipped through the net.
Although these people are still alive, the inherited divine veins in their bodies have been completely eliminated, and they will never be able to regain the flame of the candle.
Luo Shenyu is a member of the Zhuzhao tribe whose divine veins have disappeared. The blood has been passed down from generation to generation, causing all the blood to accumulate on him.
Hatred, anger, and hope of return.
"Luo Shenyu...are you Luo Shenyu?" Hearing this, the young man took a deep breath again, with strong fire burning in his eyes.
The man in blue nodded and said: "It is indeed me, my name is Luo Shenyu."
The young man took a deep breath again, and the heat in his eyes deepened.
"I have always enjoyed reading your books, but I didn't expect to see you in person today."
"Do you like my book..." The man in blue's eyes flashed, and there was finally a smile on his lips.
The young man nodded heavily and said very seriously: "I like it."
The smile on Luo Shenyu's face became even thicker, and he said: "If you really like my books, then I won't bully you. Originally, I wanted to beat you up so that you know that there is a world outside the sky. , there are people outside, please try your best to stabilize your cultivation. But if you like my book so much, then..."
"Won't you beat me?" The young man knew how terrifying Luo Shenyu was, so naturally he didn't want to fight with him.
The man in blue blinked, shook his head and said with a smile: "I still have to beat him, but at this moment, I have a sudden impulse and want to record what happened today."
Luo Shenyu turned his hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand.
Using his finger as a pen, he wrote a line of words on it.
I am very happy to meet my readers today.
(Allow me to be naughty, in about ten chapters we will reach the climax.)
