Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 556
"From now on, you should cultivate quietly, and you must not leave this place until you break into the realm of the king!"

"Follow the order of the Holy Ancestor!" Respectful voices sounded from all directions in the secret realm. They were the creatures in the secret realm, and there were even many powerful beings in it.

In the depths of the secret realm, above a huge sacred tree, a palace floats like a sky in the clouds. The mystery of good fortune turns, making it noble and natural. In the palace, an old man in a royal robe frowns He wrinkled tightly, suppressing a worry in his heart.

"Born in the ancient times, after all, it is impossible to escape the catastrophe of life and death. It is a chance of good fortune. Unfortunately, it is too late. I still have to leave here. Otherwise, once the saint comes, it will be a disaster. I hope they can live happily in the future Well, forever." The old emperor's melancholy voice echoed in the palace, and his figure disappeared in a flash, disappearing into the secret realm.He stole good luck, but he never really reached the peak, so he could only stay away from this place, trying to avoid the catastrophe.

Otherwise, once the saint descends, the entire secret realm is in danger of being destroyed. Even if he dies, he is unwilling to bring a devastating disaster to the secret realm.

The same scene took place in many mysterious places in the prehistoric world. The ancient existences all stole the mystery of good fortune and hid everywhere, trying to escape the saint's shot.

"You three brothers, you should help each other in the future so that you can reach the peak, and don't embark on the road of being a teacher." A mighty middle-aged man in a battle armor knelt down in front of him. The three disciples said in a deep voice, three treasures appeared in his hands, he took a deep look, and still drove them into the sea of ​​consciousness of the three disciples.The road ahead is difficult, and he is close to death. He would rather pin all his hopes on the three disciples.

"Unexpectedly, my ancestor, I have carefully planned, arranged thousands of things, and even stole good luck, time, as long as I have enough time, I can take the last step, God's will, is this God's will? Old ancestor, I don't accept it, I don't accept it! "An old man with white beard and hair kept walking back and forth in the secret room, his expression changed, full of resentment, and a gloomy expression danced in his eyes.

People are in panic, in various secret realms, and even in many desperate places, there are some tyrannical beings, all of whom are trying to comprehend the good fortune, step into the realm of saints, and fall short, facing the crisis of life and death, and even the pursuit of saints. Kill, do not escape.

A series of tyrannical figures came out of the secret realm, unwilling to sit still, and wanted to unite with other strong men to seek a chance of survival for themselves, and there were quite a few strong men who covered up their own figures even more mysteriously, He laid out the sky-shielding pattern in an attempt to avoid the detection of the saint.

In front of the Nine Nether Jedi, several figures with strong aura lingered outside for a long time, after all it was difficult to make a decision. A strong man, his expression changed, took a step, and disappeared into the Jedi, life and death unknown.Several other figures were still shaking constantly, and another figure submerged into the Nine Nether Jedi.At this moment, a figure rushed directly into the starry sky, submerged into the depths of the starry sky.

In any case, the birth of the nine saints almost cut off their way forward. Even if they hide their traces, it is extremely difficult to avoid the detection of the saints. At this moment, many strong men choose to enter the desperate situation and put After dying, they want to find a way out for themselves.

Finally, a beam of sword light shot out from above Kunlun Mountain, across the galaxy, and directly cut off a strong man by the waist. After hearing a mournful cry, the long sword rolled back into Kunlun Mountain with a wisp of breath.

A few sighs came from all over the prehistoric world, and several other saints also shot again and again, and some saints even sent out their real bodies to suppress the powerful existence and completely behead it.

Drops of blood rain fell from the sky, marking the fall of a powerful person. More sighs came from the depths of the prehistoric world. Many strong people were full of fear in their hearts.Even someone who is as strong as the most powerful will still drink hatred. The power of the saint suddenly surpassed the prehistoric world and resounded throughout the universe.

The sound of mourning came from the secret realm. The ancestor-level existences all drank their hatred, and the soul lamp was extinguished. Since then, countless lives have lost their beliefs and lost their way forward.A lot of lives walked out of the secret realm and stepped into the prehistoric world.

The blood was constantly flowing, and the saint's successive shots directly shook the world and the ten directions. No one dared to challenge the majesty of the saint at such a moment.Even Tianjizi and others made fierce moves, beheading several powerful existences.

The entire prehistoric world was plunged into a burst of darkness, and the sound of wailing came from the prehistoric area. The nine saints had already suppressed and killed countless powerful existences with just a snap of their fingers.
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In the Longevity Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi quietly looked at the outside world. The entire Longevity Mountain seemed to be isolated from the prehistoric world, like another small world. It seemed to be standing in the prehistoric world, but in fact it had already left the prehistoric world. It is a paradise of its own.

"If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant!" After a long time, such a sentence came out of Zhen Yuanzi's mouth. Beside him, Hong Yun's body suddenly swayed, with a complicated expression on his face. Only at this moment did he truly realize the cruel side.It was not because he had become close friends with Zhen Yuanzi early on, maybe he would be among the strong men who died today.

There is no way to heaven, no way to enter the earth.

In his huge divine sense, the tyrannical beings who used to be rampant in the past were all wiped out, completely disappeared in the prehistoric world, and they could not even turn a wave, and they returned to silence from then on.

"Heaven's will is like a knife, it's so cruel, what a shame!" Hong Yun's voice had complicated meanings. He used to be one of them, unable to control his own destiny, just like duckweed, facing the crisis of destruction at any time .

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog!" Zhen Yuanzi took a deep look at Hongyun Daoist, and said in a condensed voice, even he, why didn't he know that if it wasn't for his good luck, he transformed into a form at the end of the ancient times, occupying Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to get to where he is today.

If you want to become enlightened, you must have great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity. These strong people have never lacked perseverance and wisdom to reach this point. The only thing they lack may be opportunity.

"A straw dog? Is it a straw dog?" Daoist Hongyun showed a wry smile on his face, a little unbelievable, the cruel prehistoric world, the naked killing and conquest, the inevitable various battles, not for the common people For the Buddha, only for himself to find a way to survive.

"Only saints are truly eternal between heaven and earth. If they leave heaven and earth, saints are nothing more than ants." With deep eyes, he looked into the chaos. According to the rules of chaos, the truly supreme beings all travel through chaos.

"The tyranny is like the three thousand demon gods in the past, but they are still almost completely wiped out. In comparison, the life born in the heaven and the earth is also a kind of luck." Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Hongyun Daoist who looked a little sluggish, and his voice slowed down a little. , said slowly.

"If you want to be truly detached and stand at the peak of everything, you have to embark on the road of immortality. True immortality is the greatest pursuit of our generation of monks." Zhen Yuanzi's mood is also a bit agitated, and there are countless strong people , They all fell into the long river of history one by one, and it is difficult to see traces anymore.

The evolution of the world, natural selection, and more lives are chasing survival, and they can live, not fame and wealth, or a brilliant future. The simplest survival is a luxury for many lives.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi also has some complicated emotions in his heart. If he wants to reach the peak, he must be prepared to become a corpse. The seemingly peaceful prehistoric world is full of endless ups and downs.Even his eyes can see through the long river of history, the distant future, and the coming of foreign gods. Even if he is as tyrannical as him, he dare not say lightly that he can live, eternally between heaven and earth.

Every strong man is on the way forward, and if he wants to move forward, he must continue to become stronger.

There has never been more than this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's heart is filled with the will to become stronger. Only by stepping on the peak, can he be qualified to protect the things he likes and the existence he wants to protect, otherwise everything is a kind of Extravagant hope, deep extravagant hope.

Undercurrents are swirling, whether it is the witch clan or the monster clan, they will definitely not sit still. Even the saints under Hongjun Daozu's sect are all thinking of plundering the orthodox seat, and they are ambitious. For a while, Zhen Yuanzi felt the oncoming The heavy pressure was on his body, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Without Daoist Xuantian standing in front of him to shield him from the wind and rain, Zhen Yuanzi felt the sharp sense of oppression for the first time. In his mind, the figure of Daoist Xuantian could not help appearing. the depths of his soul.

"If you want to be free, you must constantly struggle, become stronger, and control your own destiny, so that you can truly control your destiny!"

"What is Tao? Tao is the law of survival of heaven and earth, and Taoism is the understanding of heaven and earth. Only by comprehending the power of heaven and earth can you be qualified to step into chaos and hit the highest realm. Your cultivation is far from enough!"

"Very good, very good! Glorious years, immortal myths, everyone wants to create them, but unfortunately only the surviving lives are eligible to participate in the creation of myths, otherwise they will definitely disappear in the long river of history without a trace! "

"Poor? Poor lives must have something to be sad about. You don't need to sympathize with them. If the Penglai lineage declines in the future, your fate will be ten thousand times, one hundred million times more miserable than theirs. Why, you don't believe it?"

The oncoming sense of oppression suddenly awakened Zhen Yuanzi, who had lived in comfort for a long time, that there had never been peace in the true sense in the prehistoric world, and only constant fighting was the best way to survive. In this world, only those who step on other people's heads are eligible to dance the wind and clouds.

"I, Zhen Yuanzi, will definitely not let the Penglai lineage disappear in my hands." Zhen Yuanzi watched the hot blood falling from the air everywhere, and his heart suddenly tightened. If the Penglai lineage disappeared, maybe the blood at this time would be They belonged to his disciples, under his sect.

For the first time, the sharp breath emanated from Zhen Yuanzi's body, which made him more majestic. Facing the wind and rain of the prehistoric world truly independently, he began to gradually transform and possess his own ideals.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi truly understood that the seemingly ruthless practices of Taoist Xuantian in the past were all for better survival. Once Taoist Xuantian fell, what they would face would be a devastating disaster .Once the Shenzhou sailing in the sea sinks, everything will fall.

"This world will never need the weak, and the tears of the weak will not get any sympathy, it will only be a deep mockery."

Blood rained down from the sky, Zhen Yuanzi's figure stepped out and disappeared into the Longevity Mountain. He also wanted to go to seize good luck, even if he didn't need it himself, the future Penglai disciples would eventually have it. can be used for the day.

Master Hongyun looked at Zhen Yuanzi's disappearing back with some surprise, a strange feeling appeared in the familiar back, as if Zhen Yuanzi had changed into a different person in that instant just now.An unprecedented fierce aura emanated from Zhen Yuanzi's body.

"The world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog, so as long as I can stand at the peak of the world, I can be at ease!" Daoist Hongyun sat cross-legged, and above his head, there was a purgatory furnace floating, burning the flames of purgatory, burning Xu Xukong.

(End of this chapter)