Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 453
Wanshou Mountain, in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi stood quietly under the huge World Tree. The huge World Tree seemed to really support a world, with lush branches and leaves, full of greenery, and the branches and leaves shaking In the space, the influence of the world seems to emerge.This huge world tree is the true body of Zhen Yuanzi. It has evolved from a ginseng fruit tree to a real world tree, which seems to have reproduced the glory of the world tree in the chaos of the past.

Each branch is hundreds of feet thick, and each leaf is the aura of the five elements, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The world of the five elements stands on the top of the tree of the world, like the most beautiful pearl in the world. One side of the world is suppressed by a sacred tree, and the five elements of heaven and earth are contained in it.Unlike Kong Xuan who evolved the Five Elements to an extreme, he smelted the Five Elements from within the body, comprehended the power of the Origin, embarked on a road leading directly to the Origin, and reached the sky in one step. Those who look down on the eight wastelands.Zhen Yuanzi chose to open up the five-party world, condense the tree of the world, forge the body of the demon god, and walk towards the road.

The five-dimensional world is constantly rotating in the air, evolving the original form of heaven and earth. Zhen Yuanzi holds the whisk in his hand and stands under the tree of the world with a calm expression, but his eyes are looking into the distance.In the world of five elements, although Zhen Yuanzi opened it with five top-level innate spirit treasures, after countless years of nurturing and even the erosion of the power of the world, although the power contained in it is still not enough to break through the realm of treasures, it is still far beyond the ordinary top-level spirit treasures. Innate Lingbao.

The whisk is moving lightly, and the three thousand white silks are fluttering, like the real three thousand avenues, the long river of fate flows above the World Tree, rushing endlessly, all kinds of illusions are floating, each illusion has a different meaning, the trace of the law It is even more revealed on the torso of the World Tree.Between the eyebrows of Zhenyuanzi, there is a trace of solemnity. The meaning of killing and cutting between the heaven and the earth runs through the nine heavens and ten places. The tragic battle is about to break out. This is a real race war, and only the strong can stand out and forge Immortal prestige, leave an eternal legend.

He couldn't help but think back to the ancient twilight of the gods. At that time, he had just possessed the first ray of spiritual wisdom. After pushing away the clouds of history, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to see a few huge black hands, constantly pushing the world. Moving forward, all kinds of plans surfaced in his mind one by one.His expression couldn't help being a little sad, all living beings withered, after this great war, how many strong people can survive in the world?
Wang Tu's hegemony must be forged with blood. Whether it is the ancient clan or the Lich clan, there is no way out. Once the war starts, even they can't really control it. The only way to fight is to kill a bloody road.

"The world will repeat itself, and the sage will emerge. With the blood of hundreds of millions of races, the future of the world will be forged. Is this the way of heaven?" Zhen Yuanzi felt a little unbearable. The strength of a race, is this right or wrong?Zhen Yuanzi never knew in his heart that even though his cultivation had already reached a very high level, and his achievement was the position of a saint, he was still a little confused!
All the tribes of the ancient times stand side by side, and countless wizards of heaven and earth are shining their brilliance one by one. Now it can no longer be compared with the prosperity of the ancient times. The existence that was once indomitable is no longer seen.

"Whether you're right or wrong, if you stick to your heart, you'll eventually have a day!" Zhen Yuanzi's figure swayed and disappeared into the tree of the world. From Yuanzi's point of view, after the war, how many people can survive?

After this battle, no matter whether it is the prosperous ancient emperors or the two Lich clans that have accumulated for many years, they will polish their foundations. Only by stepping on the bones of the enemy can they truly reach the peak and march to the top. In the realm of the strong, one can truly control some of one's own destiny.

Dust from the snow-capped mountains rose from the ground this day and flew towards the sky. On the top of the snow-capped mountains, the huge figure of the Snow Saint stood in the air, looking at the snow-capped snow-capped mountains with a complicated expression. This is the holy land of the Yeti clan. Since its birth, the glory and myth of the Yeti tribe has been created here.

There used to be a series of figures growing up in it, they were the future and hope of the Yeti Clan, now that the war is coming, even he can't see through his own destiny, an imperceptible gloomy look emerges from his eyes .

"If that's the case, let's fight! Today's battle will determine the universe. I was born in the ancient times, and I have never been afraid of any battle!" Xue Sheng's eyes recovered, without hesitation, he grabbed it with his big hand, reaching dozens The vast snow mountain began to shrink gradually. After hundreds of millions of years of condensing, Xue Sheng had already refined the snow mountain that gave birth to him, and made it the ultimate in his hands.

At this moment, Xue Sheng seemed to have regained the bravery of his youth. His long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, holding a white snow-capped mountain in his hand, strands of mysterious power swirled on the snow-capped mountain, and mysterious runes were constantly beating. The bloody Saint Xue came down to the world like an invincible god, with infinite majesty.

"Xueshan, in today's battle, you will follow me to forge a supreme reputation!" Xue Sheng's voice is full of domineering and majestic, every real strong has his own persistence, and even more so Has its own arrogance.

Xue Sheng stared at the nine heavens, as if he saw the army of hundreds of millions of monsters. Around him, there were many white and crystal snowflakes fluttering in the air. When his figure disappeared in the air, it seemed that countless years of snow had begun. Slowly melting, the snow-capped mountains that once stood on the Southern Continent disappeared.

In the Western Continent, in the holy land of the silkworm clan, a woman wearing a phoenix crown, shining nine colors, and dressed in a palace costume quietly caressed a dark tombstone, and two lines of tears slowly dripped from her beautiful face. Falling, small white hands brushed over the tombstone over and over again, as if remembering the past.

"Yan Tian, ​​you have been asleep for 900 million years. During the 900 million years, too many stories have happened!"

"You missed the great battle in the ancient times. Countless old friends were wiped out. The existence that could compete with you at the beginning also disappeared in that tragic battle!"

"It's been 900 million years, and I've exhausted countless merits and luck just to wake you up from your slumber. You, who stood proudly in the world back then, can't simply leave like this!"

"You and I, husband and wife, were born together between heaven and earth. When you fell into a deep sleep, I made an oath to wake you up from your deep sleep!"

"Yan Tian, ​​can you hear my voice?"

The happy time that the two of them spent together seemed to flash again in front of the King Silkworm. They were carefree, and there were no disputes that could affect their lives. Only that day, when the sun was setting, that majestic figure seemed to be into an eternal sleep.

"In countless years, the ups and downs have long passed away. Now, Yan Tian, ​​it's time for you to wake up!" The woman in ancient costume gently wiped the two lines of tears from her face, and said slowly , Between the eyebrows, there is a dignified meaning.

A nine-color divine light sank into the tombstone, and the pitch-black tombstone slowly sank into the earth, and the earth was slowly undulating, as if a great existence was breathing.

"Wake up, you've finally woken up, Yan Tian!" The eyes of the woman in ancient costume showed ecstasy, and the eyes were filled with tears again, this time, she wept with joy.

In the Holy Land of the Celestial Silkworm Clan, an earth-shattering aura has shocked the ages, as if it has come out of the ancient time and space, carrying the vicissitudes of life and simplicity, this aura is solid and thick, accompanied by nine-colored divine light, mysterious and mysterious.The strong members of the entire Celestial Clan have a feeling of surrender in their hearts, which is the natural suppression of the blood, the trembling of the soul, and even the ancient King of the Celestial Clan, who seemed to realize something, with tears in his eyes and ecstasy on his face. color.

In the chaos, the six powerhouses in the realm of heaven seemed to be indifferent to everything that happened in the prehistoric world, and their minds were completely immersed in the chaos.Maybe it's because they are confident that they can control everything, or maybe they don't care about the battle below. At this moment, they don't mean to pay attention to the prehistoric world.

"In a thousand years, if we can dominate the prehistoric world, we will naturally be able to become the real powerhouse, and even go one step further, to be equal to the sky, and to be the king of the heavens!" The thunder patriarch surrounded by the thunder halo said loudly. , standing countless thunder clan army, gathered into a long river of thunder, lightning flashes, thunder is continuous, like the wrath of heaven and earth, this is the thunder that represents destruction.

Patriarch Lei Ting is tall and full of natural majesty. The nine-colored thunder represents the will of heaven and earth. Patriarch Lei Ting is like the first ray of thunder born at the beginning of heaven and earth. He controls the power of thunder and punishment. Under its command, the god of thunder.Every move is to mobilize the power of the thunder of heaven and earth, surrounded by the light of thunder, he seems to walk out of the void, and the standing god body is indelible through all ages.

(End of this chapter)