Chapter 865

After all, force can't be the only one in a world. Maybe any existence must have force to survive in the universe, but it's not force that makes the world more wonderful and strange.

Only colorful and different skills can form a real civilization, not just killing and expedition.

Ye Tian walks in this heaven and earth, looking at the peaceful fairyland, without thinking or feeling, he is promoted to an inexplicable level.

The metaphysical power in the body can't help but work. The supreme spirit was originally born in this world. It was born to fit this world. There was only one kind of root power, which could not be traced, but actually existed.

He is in the inexplicable sublimation, the whole person follows the instinct to walk in the world.

The last time he arrived in this world, the law of balance in this world, the supreme consciousness of the world, once carried the Qi of heaven and earth into his body and made him the son of heaven.

Unfortunately, at that time, the law of balance wanted to wipe him out of the world with the intention of killing him. The vine took him to flee directly, and the immortal generalist of the vine disintegrated the danger of his life and death at that time.

The qi movement of the son of heaven and earth integrated into his body and never disappeared. However, he did not dare to return to this world easily any more, so the immortals never appeared.

Now when he returns to this world again, his heart is open, and he feels the heaven and earth, the seed which has been in the deepest part of his body is finally activated. When all kinds of backhand left by the law of epoch balance disappear, because this supreme existence has disappeared between heaven and earth.

Use its highest ability to balance the world and push the world to a higher level.

Even the law of balance can't imagine what changes will be brought about by the reappearance of the son of Qi Yun who has disappeared for countless years.

But ye Tianyi's feeling is that his affinity for this heaven and earth has greatly increased. It's like the vine is using its unique ability to enhance his understanding, his essence is sublimating, and all kinds of aura are gushing.

The essence of the four sides poured into his body like water. The rules of heaven and earth were like naughty children. One spirit after another flew into his body, which made him have a unique feeling.

Especially for the time and space spirit, his perception has been promoted to the top. This time, it is no longer time fragments flying around him. A big river rushes from his feet.

Don't know the source, don't know where to go, never stop.

Ye Tian follows the inexplicable instinct in his heart and walks forward. After the seeds belonging to the son of Qi Yun are activated, he has this inexplicable ability. He can't say clearly, but he really exists.

It took him half a month to walk all the way north, even though ye Tian didn't use all kinds of immortals to walk by instinct.

As he got closer and closer to the place where his heart was throbbing, more and more people could be seen on the road. All of them were dressed in black clothes, covered in shadows, and could not see clearly.

Seeing that ye Tian was not wearing a black robe, an old man handed him a black robe directly. Without saying much, ye Tian was stunned. His heart fairy was all integrated into nothingness. When he realized the endless rules of heaven and earth, his body instinct was dull and dull.

The old man saw him standing in the same place, and finally said: "you are going to pilgrimage, too! Then put on the black robe. This is a tradition handed down since the abyss era. It shows respect for Xuanyuan, and it is also used to cover up one's own identity.

No matter what kind of gratitude or resentment you have, you are not allowed to use swords here. No one is allowed to explore the face of others under the black robe. "

A wisp of thought left in Ye Tian's body took over, and he put the black robe on his body. His face was completely covered by the broad black robe, which was not true.

The old man nodded his head with satisfaction and said, "in fact, in the abyss era, wearing a black robe has a deeper meaning. At that time, all people could not see the light, and there was no new Supreme. They had no face to face the Xuanyuan supreme who had been killed by the tribal blood, so all people covered their faces with black robes, alas!"

Before the old man finished his words, he saw that ye Tian disappeared in the same place and appeared beyond the endless distance. He could not help but stay. He shook his head, sighed and said no more. All his words were scattered in the wind.

The more we walk forward, the more amazing it is. One after another people in black robes walk on this land, all the way is silent, and no one is here to talk.

For the tribes of people in this era, anyone who can walk in the world has the power to burn mountains and boil the sea.

The fairyland is huge and full of rules. Therefore, if you want to survive in this world, you are born with extremely strong strength. At the same time, in order to make the new generation of fairyland grow better, all kinds of valuable works of fairyland are spread all over the world. There are special colleges for the new generation of education. Any graduate who comes out of them has the strength no less than the sixth level of the abyss world.Everyone around Ye Tian has the strength of flying to the sky and escaping to the earth. Everyone doesn't use the power of Xianmi, but goes to the end step by step.

The wind howls, with more and more in-depth, the world is only a black color, snowflakes everywhere, this is a rare spectacle in the fairyland.

Powerful existence already has the power to change the world. It is full of beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery. It is really amazing to see the snow covered area in the end of the century.

The black robe is nothing special. It's just made of ordinary materials. But along the way, no one used the power of immortal knowledge to explore the true identity of the people under the black robe. This is civilization and inheritance.

Completely relying on walking, ye Tian, like tens of millions of black robes, walked for more than half a century before he really reached the end.

The boundless blue sea roared and roared, and the waves rolled up so high that they broke all the clouds in the sky.

A tomb made entirely of graphite appears in Ye Tian's eyes. The tomb is simple and unsophisticated. It is on a mountain on the edge of the North Sea.

There are stone peaks everywhere. The roaring waves make the peaks full of caves. One by one, black iron chains are hanging in the caves. There are spots of blood on them. They are still bright red and contain a great power.

Ye Tian has no thought, and the immortal has been promoted to an inexplicable level. In the pilgrimage of more than half a century, the seeds of the son of Qi Yun in his body are growing stronger and stronger. Every step from the earth, there is endless essence flowing into his body.

The endless rules of heaven and earth made him more mysterious. Watching the historical changes of the fairyland had already made him feel deeply. In this case, he came to the quasi God eight heaven without any sound.

There is no fierce war, no endless expedition, just so light, he stepped into the quasi God eight heaven.

Even his heart fairy is still in a crazy rotation, metamorphosis is still in a crazy continuous, like there is no end.

It seems that the whole heaven and earth are helping him. If we have to use a special state to describe it, it is that the strongest person in the abyss world ascends to the great God and merges the mark of the heart of heaven. All the secrets of the whole heaven and earth seem to be open to him, and all kinds of puzzles and doubts in the past practice have been solved.

Every black robed man who arrived here paid homage to Xuanyuan Shenqiu in silence. Occasionally, some strong men of the abyss era even cried in silence here.

"Sire, we have finally risen from the abyssal tribes. Do you see that?"

"Your Majesty, your contribution to our tribe will be engraved in the blood of all people and passed on forever!"

"The tribesmen suffering in heaven have been taken back by us. All of them are buried in their homeland. Your majesty, you can rest in peace!"

"In the past, the immortal who pressed us out of breath has fled into the long river of time and space, and the most powerful in our world has gone to pursue and kill us!"

Born in the era of swallowing the sky, the strong people look at each one who can't control their emotions and tears. They are puzzled and puzzled.

They were born in the most powerful period of the fairyland, and had never experienced the abyss era. Although every tribal elder and a school of practice had taught them that period of history, they had no personal experience, and it was difficult to feel the pain and struggle.

One after another strong people who have lived to the present time in the abyss era burst into tears here. They seem to have been baptized inexplicably. There is a huge shock in their hearts. They can't help but solemnly salute to the mausoleum of Xuanyuan yellow God.

The entrance of Xuanyuan Shenqiu is engraved with two lines of characters, which are divided into three parts of bronze. Even after endless years, it is still the same.

"If you are a tribesman, you should aim at revitalizing our tribe."

"As a person, it is our duty to break the shackles of our tribe."

Many of the strong people who lived in the abyss era wept silently when they looked at the two lines. Only they could feel the heaviness.

"Your Majesty, the shackles have been broken. I hope there will be reincarnation under the nine days. Your majesty will be able to come back in endless years to see the scene of prosperity of our tribe."

"Our tribe is on the top of the world. Your majesty, rest in peace."

At the foot of all the souls in the tomb is a huge pit. In the pit, countless soldiers in armor kneel on the ground, and their halberds stick into the earth, still standing there.

These soldiers have long been dead. Thousands of corpses are all over the earth. They all look in one direction. At the end of their eyes, a corpse with a God's crown sits on the earth. The lower half of the two figures is a dragon's tail, and only the upper half is a human body. This is the supreme one who died in the immortal war.

Ye Tian's figure is more and more illusory, looking at the skeleton standing up, his heart has inexplicable feelings.This Xuanyuan is so similar to the character in the legend of Xianhua in his hometown. Although the history is different and changeable, standing here, he suddenly has a unique touch.

No matter which era, which region, there are such people, tribal sages open up a spiritual path, even if a hundred dead still do not regret.

Which world is not like this?

It is the hard work of one person after another that leads to such a life. At the end of the time in my hometown, what kind of people are stirring up the storm, opening up legends and writing fairy tales