Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 389
To fight, or not to fight?

This question lingers in the minds of the nine powerhouses. If they continue to fight, they will not be sure of winning!

After all, this battle was just a test of the strength of the ancient clan against the two clans of Liches. Of course, if the two clans of Lich and Monsters were really powerless to resist, they would not mind erasing the two clans from the prehistoric world. However, At this moment, they just discovered that the strength of the Lich and Demon Clans far exceeded their expectations, and they were even almost equal to them. This made them look a little ugly.

Originally, in their expectation, perhaps, the two clans of Liches would have the power to resist. If they made a full-scale attack, they would still be able to wipe out the two clans. But at this moment, in their hearts, there was no such thing as a sure chance of victory. I feel that although the two clans of Liches are rising stars, their strength is not inferior to them at all.

This made them hesitate, should they seize this opportunity to completely wipe out the two clans of liches?still

All of a sudden, the entire void fell into silence. Whether it was the Ancestral Lich Emperor or the nine experts of the ancient clan, they all stared at each other with scorching eyes, not daring to relax at all.

The wind gently blew through the void, curling up the long hair. At this moment, there was no sound in the void.

Above Zhoushan, Xuantian was wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe. When he grabbed it with his hand, the black Zhoushan stick fell gently into his hands. It was simple and vicissitudes, without any fluctuations. The light of the stars was shining, Xuan Tian looked at the black scepter in his hand, and sighed thoughtfully.

He, knows, this battle is over, next, maybe

In the North Pole, Qingtian stands with his hands behind his back, looking into the void, all races are wiped out, this is the general trend, the human race, thinking of the human race, the three talents of heaven, earth and man, in the cold eyes of Qingtian, there seems to be a divine light shot out, destiny The long river manifested in front of him, flowing slowly and making noises, all kinds of general trends in the world were fully displayed in it, incomparably mysterious, ever-changing, fixed numbers are variables.

Between heaven and earth, except for the general trend, there is almost no definite number. Everything is changing in an instant, ever-changing, making people elusive, and capturing the secret of heaven is to deduce the possibility that is closest to the truth from various possibilities , this possibility is the secret, the so-called definite number of the strong.Without external interference, the heavens and the earth will naturally operate according to their own definite numbers, but once there is external interference, the definite numbers will immediately become variable.

The Venerable Heavenly Dao transcends all traces of life and achieves the supreme existence between the heaven and the earth. Their every move is in line with the operation of the heaven and the earth. They, themselves, are no longer a pure life, but the incarnation of the Tao. But for the Tao, the mouth becomes the Tao, as soon as the word is spoken, the world will immediately respond.

Survive the divine calamity, achieve the body of a god and man, live the same life as the heaven and the earth, touch the rules of the world, condense the godhead, and achieve the realm of the gods. When the rules are cultivated to the state of great perfection, they will also become gods and men of the great perfection of the upper gods. This kind of god-man, then touches the law, the trace of the Tao, and breaks into the sub-sage realm, which is called entering the Tao.

The first state of the sub-sage three realms is the realm of entering the Tao, touching the laws, and stepping into the palace of the Tao. From then on, one can look down on the gods and condense one's own way of heaven.Once the way of heaven is complete, you can fit in with the way of heaven and become a sub-sage peak powerhouse. In this state, you can be the emperor of a clan, the ancestor of a clan, and is extremely powerful. With a wave of your hand, you can kill a god and man, and with a breath, you can wipe out billions of people. Ten thousand strong, smiling proudly in all directions.

And the last stage of Yasheng is the realm of cutting the way, cutting off the way of heaven, achieving one's own way, controlling one's self, and mastering one's own destiny.Each one is a lawless and supreme existence with unrivaled supernatural powers. The supreme being of heaven and earth, this kind of powerhouse, overlooks all living beings. Even the sub-sage powerhouse, as long as he has not stepped into the realm of cutting the way, he is still like an ant in front of them. Seniors, unable to shake the sky.

In the sub-holy realm, one can obtain the recognition of the Dao of Heaven, achieve the position of a saint, overlook all living beings, and be almost immortal. Even the weakest saint has the power of immortality. The true spirit rests on the origin of heaven and earth, which is indelible , even if the primordial spirit is broken and the physical body collapses, they can be reborn again by relying on the origin of heaven and earth. Of course, there must be a certain price for this.

Saints are all under the control of the Dao of Heaven. Only by breaking the shackles of the Dao of Heaven, turning them into Dao, and becoming the Supreme Being of the Dao of Heaven, can they have the capital to counter the Dao of Heaven, open up a world, achieve their own Dao of Heaven, and truly stand on their own feet. At the peak of life, those who look down on the world and achieve the way of heaven will inevitably have a catastrophe. This is the greatest test of heaven and earth for living beings, and it is also the shackles of heaven and earth for living beings. Heaven and earth do not allow living beings to escape.

Between the heaven and the earth, all kinds of creatures are seeking the method of detachment, establishing a clan, becoming the ancestor of a clan, cultivating with the help of the luck of the race, and breaking the shackles. This is also the most common method in the prehistoric world at this time; There are strong men who establish a dynasty, gather luck, achieve the great way of the emperor, and break the shackles of heaven and earth; On one side, accumulating merit, washing away karma, counteracting one's own roots, speeding up practice, resisting the power of heaven, becoming the lord of one side, and dominating one side; Eternal life at ease, this is the nature of living beings, the more geniuses in the world, the more persistent they are in their pursuit of themselves.

The Dao is supreme, every living being, regardless of high or low, regardless of talent, has the opportunity to seek the Dao, this is a chance, as long as you catch it and walk out of your own Dao, you must have the hope of detachment, without great perseverance , a creature of great wisdom, no matter how noble its birth or how outstanding its talent is, it will never be a day of detachment.

Without great perseverance, if you don't have a strong heart to ask questions, if you give up halfway and give up the Dao, you will eventually disappear among all living beings. Without great wisdom, you will not be able to survive, and then to seek the Dao. Opportunity, no matter how hard you work and plan, it will be like a mirror, it will be a bubble after all, and there will be a broken day.

The way is hard to find, if you hear the way in the morning, you will die in the evening!

Above the void, Dijun's long fiery red hair fluttered. On his elegant face, there was a resolute expression. His eyes shone with the brilliance of wisdom. He stretched out a finger anxiously, with the appearance of stars in the sky, facing the edge of the void, that is, a finger, on the white finger, dots of starlight flickering, extremely mysterious.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pouted, showing a sneer of disdain. This finger directly penetrated the void world, and the world was under Dijun's control. , at least all have sub-sage-level cultivation bases. In the prehistoric world, they are the overlords of one party and the lords of a clan, but here, there are countless numbers. At this moment, it is undoubtedly revealed.

They all seem to be aware of it and want to withdraw their divine thoughts violently, but unfortunately, when they want to take action, they feel a sudden sharp pain.

"I just want to take it back now. It's too late. Leave it to me!" Di Jun's voice was extremely domineering, and when he said a word, it was like a judgment from heaven and earth. The stars shone in all directions, and Dijun's body remained motionless, and with a single finger, he crushed countless divine thoughts in the entire void.

At the same moment, in the prehistoric world, there were countless roars, which were extremely miserable.

"Di Jun, I will definitely not rest with you!" This was the roaring sound from the cave mansion of the king named Yasheng who lived in seclusion in the Southern Continent.

"Di Jun, patriarch, I will definitely kill your monster clan!" On the Eastern Continent, where the patriarch of the Qingshui clan lives, in a palace where a stream flows slowly, green ripples rise into the sky, constantly flowing. Rolling, Patriarch Qingshui's extremely angry voice caused the mountains and rivers to tremble and the earth to sway.

"Yaozu, very good, the one I want to kill is the monster!" An old man in sackcloth suddenly shot madly, killing all the surrounding monsters together. In an instant, the entire peaceful mountain and river was covered with blood. Red blood, endless bones, whether it is a little monster or a big monster, those who have transformed or have not yet been transformed, were all killed by this old man in sackcloth. Looking at the blood flowing around him, the old man in sackcloth looked up. Flying into the air, he shouted loudly: "Di Jun, have you seen that, all of this is because of you, hahaha!"

The same scene, I don’t know how many times it happened in the prehistoric world, the monster race was crying, bleeding, above the void, some of Di Jun’s eyes were only cold, without a trace of emotion, as if at this moment, he, Abandoning everything else, the screams that soared into the sky below were powerless to arouse the slightest fluctuation in his mind.

"Xuesheng, Zhanhan, I don't know what you want to do?" Dijun waved his hand, and the image of the entire prehistoric world appeared in front of him. The strong man who made the move just now was extremely mysterious, and he asked a seemingly thoughtless question.

On the face of Xuesheng, it is still very plain, without any change at all, but in the eyes of other strong men, there is a faint flash of anger, the head of the twelve ancestor witches, Zhu Jiu Yin nodded lightly, he, knows, this matter is over, Di Jun is really clever, and the trick is really useful, it not only gave the ancient people a step up, but also solved the future troubles , Never worry about the future!
Above the head of the Demon God Zhanhan, a unicorn soared into the sky, as if sensing something, after a long time, he let out a long sigh: "In the prehistoric world, there are indeed too many strong people!"

A gust of dark wind blows from the void and blows down the prehistoric world. At this moment, the strong man in the prehistoric world feels a crisis inexplicably, as if disaster is about to come.

(End of this chapter)