Chapter 608

In the eyes of ancestors, no matter who the ultimate emperor is, as long as he can lead the human race to prosperity, all the sacrifices are worth it, let alone cruel. The human race who walks out of the wilderness can experience that life is like the grass age, and only survival is the truth to live.

"It's not difficult to integrate the human race. The difficult thing is to preach to the world."

Although the demon clan is defeated, it is still ready to move in the dark. They are waiting for the sage to stop interfering in the affairs of the world. Moreover, foreign demons are easy. Once they have the opportunity to take advantage of it, they will seize the body and devour all flesh and blood.

Ji Chen meditated slightly and looked at the suddenly appeared world above. He seemed to understand the purpose of the system. In combination with what Youchao said, he was ready to come out, that is, to let himself bring everything in the fantasies of later generations to the flood and famine, so that the human race would not be imprisoned by thinking.

"It takes a lot of faith to open the strange treasure. Last time I entrusted the blessing of the ancestor Suiren. Otherwise, I'm afraid I've fallen into the wilderness and my soul will return to the nether world."

Youchao's heart is another scene. The power of faith is the purest power of the human race. At this price, open the strange treasure world: "look at that world, have you ever had any ideas?"

Ji Chen was slightly stunned when he heard the speech: what do you think? Now you just need to integrate the human race and eliminate all external forces: "the speech of the ancestors wants me to pass on the cultivation method in my hand."

Youchao shook his head: "confused, I not only want you to pass on the cultivation method in your hand, but also need you to create a sect. You don't say you need the power of faith. As a sect leader, I'm worried that you don't have such power."

As our ancestors said, preaching is only one-sided. The real thing is to make schools stand in the middle of the famine. After all, the human race does not lack talents and get rid of the shackles of saints. Only by singing all the ways together and prospering the skills, can anyone remember the way of saints.

"I see."

"But those saints won't object?"

Youchao's eyes narrowed: "objection. Why do saints object? I think they should be happy."

Saints become Taoists only because the pure power of faith affects the power of opening up the sky and virtue in the human race. Therefore, the sect established is only to return the cause and effect of the human race. As long as the human race is truly independent and does not need the care of saints, the cause and effect will be eliminated.

"Among the saints, only the Supreme Master of heaven and earth did not know his attitude. The others, ha, you don't worry."

When talking to saints, heaven and earth will naturally feel. The old man who left Hentian for thirty-three days, opened his eyes, with a trace of natural air and a more insipid look, showed a smile at the corner of his mouth at the moment.

"A thousand years"

"Can"

The words echoing heaven and earth stunned all living beings in the wilderness, and resounded through the soul. It is the words of saints.

The time limit is 1000 years. If the Terran can not become the overlord of heaven and earth independently, the sage will intervene again until eternity.

At the center of Tianzhu, the flint man's face sank: "a thousand years, this is the last time. If anyone dares to destroy it, don't blame me for being cruel."

In the North Sea, you Chao's eyes narrowed and solemnly patted Ji Chen's shoulder: "don't worry about it. The rest are blocked by me and the Suiren family. The gods block the killing gods and the demons block the killing demons."

At this moment, Ji Chen seems to understand the burden on the shoulders of human ancestors. Within a time limit of 1000 years, the Terran needs to prosper and contend with thousands of families. There is no limit to killing and cutting, no limit to means, as long as he gets rid of the shackles.

"Ji Chen vowed here that within a thousand years, the human race will become the overlord of heaven and earth after all. May the people in the world be like dragons and be free."

"Boom"

The burst void, ten thousand thunders surging, seems to have accepted the sword's oath, the surging vigorous wind seems to be roaring, but it is celebrating.

On the shore of the North Sea, the desolate land of beigulu Island, several figures are standing at the moment.

"You're leaving"

"Yes"

"I'll wait for you to come back"

The silent swordsman, looking at the woman in front of him, looked with a trace of complexity. The yuan God had already agreed with each other. There was no secret between the two sides.

Ao Ling's own purpose is not pure, but for the dragon family. With the help of the dragon family, he let them set up an unknown enemy. He should be responsible for emotion and reason: "wait for me."

The word "light spit" is boundless. Within a thousand years, the Terran needs thousands of roads. If not, he will fall into reincarnation forever.

The woman smiled, turned and left with a trace of different customs, like expectation and longing.

There is no woman who doesn't want her other half to be an indomitable man. Ao Ling, who was born and cultivated for the dragon family, is no exception.

"Come on, it's time to go back."

"Yes."

In the rapidly retreating environment, the streamer shrouded her. Ji Chen's eyes were very firm. She was a human race, a small chrysanthemum and an AO Ling. She could not defeat herself.

On the way, I still haven't left the land of beigulu island. Zu, who was flying with Ji Chen, frowned: "who?"

The shaking void, endless thunder, surging magic Qi, covered by a huge hand covering the sky.

"Hum"

When Leng hum blew, Youchao's eyes flashed, raised his hand, and the sword burst out: "ten thousand swords belong to the clan."

Now learn and use it. In a quasi holy place, you can learn the classic method of Lingxiao sword at a glance. The roaring strong wind turns the violent vitality into a sword in the sky. The sharp edge is unmatched.

"Hmm?" a deep doubt, it seems that there is some doubt. The way of Sword Fairy has not bloomed in the famine at the moment. Among the saints, only the leader of Tongtian cult uses the sword, and the saint has not passed on this method.

However, when it exploded, it washed away the empty sword Qi and broken claws, but saw a figure breaking out of the air. Sen Leng's eyes didn't have a trace of emotion: "I want him."

Youchao smiled coldly: "try it."

While waving, the huge power shrouded Ji Chen. He stretched out his hand and pushed it aside. The war of quasi saints fell apart.

As soon as the fight was over, the void burst, and endless time and space forces swept out. The quasi holy power already has the power of heaven and earth. As long as it is further, it is the respect of saints.

Ji Chen, who was watching the war, was very dignified. Before he left beijuluzhou, he encountered a great power: "strength, I need strong strength. Although the way of Sword Fairy is strong, the follow-up method is honed from endless battles. However, in the flood and famine, ha, with my ability, who will fight with me, the world will fall apart, and I will not die."

The language of self mockery, the lowest in the wasteland is the realm of immortals. With the power of not achieving immortality, you can only be abused against others. Although the Sword Fairy comes out in the battle, you should measure it, otherwise you will be a fool and find your own way to death.

"Go"

With a soft drink, renzu turned around and put Ji Chen into the eight diagrams in his hand. When he stepped out, he disappeared. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Ji Chen's present life has made those strange fools ready to move. The secret of heaven has become the Lord of the strange treasure. According to the picture before the combination and the words of the sage, it can be seen that only when he dies, the Terran will not be separated. Please be able to control it. It seems very honored to have the protection of the sage. In fact, it's just a bird in a cage.

The wasteland is so great that even saints don't know what it contains. Heaven and earth are broken and refined again. One part has the way of heaven, and the other part is the refining of saints.

As far as beigulu island is concerned, it looks like a poor mountain and a bad water. The water man knows that there is also a Xuandi great power in it. It seems to be the great emperor of water. Where does her inheritance come from.

The streamer broke through the void, rolled up the endless vigorous wind, followed by a dark shadow chasing in the air. The changing figure roared with a fierce wind in his hand.

"Hum, as long as you resist the central Tianzhu, I'll see if you dare to catch up."

The place of the central Tianzhu is the ancestral temple of the human race. There is endless power of incense in it. Who dares to be presumptuous with the blessing of the sage Weili.

"Ha" a chuckle, the dark shadow with evil spirit flashed, raised his hand, but saw a cage across the sky, and the huge power of phagocytosis seemed to include the whole world.

"Huh?" Youchao frowned, glanced at the cage in the sky, and pointed out that the sword was flying, and the bright sword was carrying the momentum of opening the sky.

In the roar, the cage trembled slightly, and the dark shadow frowned: "Haosheng is powerful. Youchao is worthy of being the ancestor of people. Can it not be passed down by the leader of Tongtian sect?"

They are all quasi saints. The power of both sides is between Bozhong. Although the ancestor of Lingxiao sword didn't practice it carefully, he directly understood the main points of this skill based on his ability.

"Heaven and earth are swords - one strike"

"Boom"

With the world as the sword, who can resist, who can not be attacked and killed when he comes out of this world.

With a roar, the cage in the sky was broken in an instant. The dark shadow retreated quickly, turned white, and gushed out against the blood: "leave."

When they fought in a hurry, they returned in vain. Looking at the devil who left, the ancestor left a blood stain on the corner of his mouth. Taking quasi holy energy as the power to pull the whole wasteland and earth, they forced the other party back, but they were bitten by a trace of counterattack. The power of Kendo can be seen: "go"