Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 426 Chess Game
Whether it's the Eastern Continent, the Western Continent, or the Southern Continent, the ancient clan and the Lich Clan launched a frenzied sweep to wipe out all resistance and strengthen their own strength.Some strong cultivators and solitary creatures have encountered catastrophes one after another. Those who follow will prosper, while those who rebel will perish. At this moment, it is vividly displayed.

The warriors of the Wu clan ran rampant in the eastern wasteland, crushing countless ancient dynasties, immortal dynasties, and even some tyrannical holy places were also crushed one by one.The top ten demon commanders of the demon tribe descended to the Eastern Wasteland, gathered strong men, entered the heaven, and became courtiers of the demon court. Taking this opportunity, they wantonly recruited strong men from all directions.

At this moment, war has become the theme song of the entire prehistoric world, performing soul-stirring elegy one after another. This is the advent of a dark age. Only those who can trample on the corpses of their opponents will move forward and create their own myths.

It seems that the ancient slaughter reappeared in the world, and the world once again went through a cycle. Only the real strongest in the world, condensing the existence of their own Dao, can vaguely feel that the real calamity of the world has not yet come, the real prehistoric When the overlords confront each other, just now is the end of the catastrophe.

All the sages came out together to enlighten the prehistoric people, to act on behalf of the heavens, and the heavens and the earth will be blessed.

Countless strong men silently watched the direction of the general trend, carried out their own calculations, and sought a chance of life for themselves. Dare to bluntly say that I can definitely survive the catastrophe.

Calamity, inexplicable changes, no one can accurately control their own destiny, and no one can truly comprehend the way of destiny.To detach oneself and control one's destiny is the lifelong pursuit of countless beings in the world.

Destiny is the most elusive and erratic, like a river, flowing slowly, with its own direction, but also with countless tributaries, with countless tributaries, there are countless possibilities.

Cause and effect represent the past, but the future is vague and unpredictable. The Venerable Heavenly Dao, incarnated as the Dao, is the Dao himself, free from the shackles of living beings.All living beings are like fish in the long river of fate. They are tyrannical beings who can occasionally jump out of the water and see the direction of the river. Only then can they control their hearts and follow the general trend. If they go against the current, they will inevitably encounter catastrophe.The Venerable Heavenly Dao has gone away and has his own Heavenly Dao space. To a certain extent, they are the ones who can truly see the general trend clearly. Even so, they cannot accurately grasp their destiny.

The theory of karma and fate, the theory of fate, has been spread since the birth of heaven and earth, but most powerful creatures live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, understand the world, seldom be contaminated by the atmosphere of the world, reduce their own karma, in order to seek eternity.Once the catastrophe comes, there is no way to avoid it, only to face it head-on, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, to fight a bloody path.

Whether it is to establish a holy place, obtain the protection of immeasurable merits, or establish a dynasty, get the approval of heaven and earth, and enjoy the luck of the dynasty, after all, they will be contaminated with thousands of karma. When the luck is lost and the merits dissipate, they will die hour.

Without great wisdom, great perseverance, and great courage, you will never dare to open up a fortune easily, or establish a holy place, and achieve your own ethnic group, which will eventually come to naught.The struggle for hegemony among races, the struggle for fortune, and the inheritance of the Holy Land are all the cruelest things.There is no benevolence and morality at all. Whether it is the ancient clan or the two Lich clans, they will forcefully obliterate and exterminate the existence that dares to disobey their own will.

The domineering emperor's struggle for hegemony is like a peerless hero as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. When his body dies and his dao disappears, he can't make the slightest wave in the world. The hero of the world who is proud of all sides, raises his glass to invite the moon.

Take the initiative, strive for the first opportunity!The monarch of the ancient clan, the ancestral witch of the witch clan, and the demon emperor of the demon clan all acted one by one to quell the world. This is their will.No matter who it is, as long as they can solve their worries first and wipe out all the will to resist in the territory, they can gain the upper hand.

On the Western Continent, the Demon Ancestor retreated to the holy mountain, and his figure did not appear in the world. The ancient clan was powerful and mighty, and the five tyrannical Lords of the Ancient Clan stood high above the sky, standing quietly in the Temple of War Demon God, overlooking all of the Western Continent. The strong, the true seal of heaven and earth.Some strong men who wanted to survive could only bow their heads in worship. For a while, the ancients possessed the arrogance to wipe out the entire Western Continent. Wherever they passed, the strong men retreated.

In the Southern Continent, an ancient mirror of extinction stands across the sky, illuminating half of the Southern Continent with candles. All the famous and strong men were killed one by one, and blood flowed all over the Southern Continent, turning the black earth It was dyed red, as if it had been covered with a bright red carpet.The bones of the strong are scattered all over the wilderness. This is a kind of sadness. After death, no one collects the corpses. The gods and men who are high above all fall one by one.

On the Tianshan Mountains, snow-white snowflakes are slowly falling. This is a pure land, the holy land of the Snowman clan, and no one dares to violate it.In the icy cold wind, towering trees dance with the wind, crystal clear, this is the most beautiful masterpiece.The entire Tianshan Mountains, like a domain, belonged to the Yeti Clan.The strength of Xuesheng ranks high even among the ancient masters. Although the Snowman clan is the rarest in number, this does not hinder the strength of the Snowman clan in the slightest.The handsome yeti clan, the darling of the world, and the powerful talent, all gathered together in one body.

All kinds of divine lights shone brightly on the snow-capped mountains, and all kinds of magical weapons hung high above the sky. These were the weapons used by some passing strong men.Some of the king's soldiers have long been broken, with ancient spears flying across the sky, ancient mirrors hanging high, bronze bells ringing, long swords dancing, and war spears raging.The master of each divine weapon is at least the king of one side, dominating one side. Although it has fallen, the will of the king is still contained in it.Even though these divine soldiers are still struggling frantically, they are nothing after all, having lost most of their spirituality, trapped in the ice sculptures, and become shining like pearls, embellishing the snow-white Tianshan Mountains.

The turmoil of the war made countless strong people look sideways. In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat quietly on the futon, in charge of creation, and there was no slight change in his demeanor. The huge spiritual sense communicated with the long river of fate, and his soul traveled to the origin of the world.The crystal clear Jade Document of Creation is full of dao brilliance. Although it is broken, there are still traces of dao left on it. It was gradually repaired by Taoist Hongjun. Three thousand white waves rolled, like three thousand avenues of chaos, mysterious and mysterious, and the corners of his mouth gradually There was a ray of smile.

When his eyes looked towards the chaos, a sharp cold light flashed away, and he was defeated by Xuantian, which was his humiliation all along.At this moment, his cultivation has already advanced further. At the same time, the desire for revenge in Hongjun's heart is also getting stronger and stronger. After many schemes, almost all of them were destroyed by Xuantian. Control the entire prehistoric world, comprehend the true meaning of chaos, and break into the realm of chaos.Thinking of this, Hongjun's face couldn't help being a little distorted.With a long sigh, Hongjun shook his head slightly, he knew in his heart that this kind of moment is definitely not the best time to confront Xuantian head-on.After many plans, the general situation has already been established, the extinction of all races, and the birth of the human race have already become a foregone conclusion. Unless he can attract more powerful people to contend with Xuantian, he will have the power to reverse the general situation. These are somewhat unrealistic. Even those tyrannical existences outside the territory, Hongjun didn't think they had the strength to counter Xuantian.

The general trend has been fixed, and there is only one way for him to go, follow the general trend and control everything. Only in this way, he may have a chance to truly overwhelm Xuantian Daoist one day.Those who follow the sky are easy, those who go against the sky work hard, and work without success. Although Hongjun Daozu suppresses hatred in his heart, he can still make his own choices wisely.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, a tower of gods floated faintly, interpreting the true meaning of eternity, the unity of time and space, Hongjun's face was a little gloomy, even though he had already decided not to intervene in this matter, he still felt very dissatisfied when he was threatened to come to the door at this moment Comfortable, he caressed the good fortune jade document, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he, Hongjun also wanted to participate in this chessboard.Once he is excluded from the chessboard, even if he has the strength beyond Xuantian Daoist in the future, he will have no way to retaliate. Although entering the game with his own body is dangerous, it can get the greatest benefit.

"Raise eyebrows, I don't need to intervene in this battle, but in the future, I will have my own territory in this world!" Hongjun's voice was erratic, and it came out of Zixiao Palace. I firmly believe in my heart that this kind of exchange will definitely have a satisfactory answer, and the four heavenly masters are by no means easily able to contend.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, the divine tower stands above the void, interpreting the true meaning of time and space, as if it is the incarnation of eternity, the tower of eternity is the treasure of raising one's eyebrows to achieve enlightenment, casting the foundation of eternity, and achieving the myth of immortality, a divine tower , to suppress the entire prehistoric world.Wisps of time-space blending aura came out from above the divine tower. The primitive divine tower seemed to have been born between heaven and earth in ancient times. Even if the heaven and earth were destroyed, it would be difficult to erase it.

In the chaos, Taoist Xuantian seemed to have a sense of heart. He looked back at the direction of Zixiao Palace, and his bright eyes flashed with the brilliance of wisdom. When entering the chess game, he must abide by the rules of the chess game and plan for a long time. At this moment, finally Wait until Hongjun enters the game.

"Hongjun, the way of heaven is hidden, and the sage holds the way for the heaven, so, is it possible?" The figure with raised eyebrows appeared on the tower, with two long eyebrows fluttering, and a relaxed and contented expression, he said.

After a long silence, Hongjun's voice came from Zixiao Palace, and at this moment, everything became a foregone conclusion. The strong players who have the qualifications to play chess are only the six of them. The other strong players are only Only by following their will will there be a chance of survival.

At this moment, no matter whether it is Zulonghuang who lives in Longyuan in seclusion, or Qingtian who lives in the extreme north, they all seem to feel something.

(End of this chapter)