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Chapter 210 Lost History(3/3)

Although he didn't care whether he was an alien in his heart, he was also worried that his bloodline would affect his stronger path of immortality.

after all.

According to the blood memory of the Great Elder of the Sea Snake.

The God of Desolation is actually the so-called innate gods and demons that were nurtured by the world before the consciousness of heaven and earth was born.

Their upper limit is the level of transformation of the gods.

As the radiation path of the wild god, the upper limit of the wild people may not even be able to achieve the transformation of gods, which is obviously not as good as the immortal path that can live forever.

"It seems that the so-called cultivator physique is actually the formation of rare ancient bloodlines in the body after practicing."

"So even if I return to my ancestors and become a deserted person now, it should not affect my subsequent practice..."

Li Qingxuan felt at ease inside.

The source of bloodline and the desolate god have become the resource of cultivation for the immortal path.

He doesn't want to go on a bloody path.

The upper limit is too low.

maybe.

In the spiritual world, there will be racial discrimination against people like him who ascend to the small world...

but...

Li Qingxuan reacted.

The demon clan has a bloodline and knows that lost history.

The human monks in the southern and southern worlds should not have these records!

However, with the current No. 1, while countless dark men were arranged in the Dajin and Dayan, there was still no information about the waste!

Only one problem can be explained!

That is, the upper-class human monks tacitly sealed that period of history!

As for the purpose, it's easy to guess.

Once this information is widely circulated.

Then even a talented monk will most likely only use practice as an alternative means to improve his status and lose his energy.

Such an immortal world will undoubtedly become more and more degenerate.

Once there are not enough Nascent Soul monks, suppress the alien race.

It will be a disaster!

Tens of thousands of years ago.

The starting point of the human monks who decide this is undoubtedly good.

Unfortunately, people's hearts are easy to change.

Their juniors accidentally discovered hope of escape and obtained another taboo egg that flowed in inexplicably.

After all the calculations.

They finally chose to use all living beings as nutrients to cultivate taboo creatures that almost destroyed the small world of the sky. The only purpose was to escape from this cage!

As for the disasters that people outside will face after the countless lives in Tiannan are destroyed and the taboo creatures are revived...

It's not within the consideration of those lunatics!

...

After Li Qingxuan summarized these key information, his eyes were complicated.

He knew all the reasons, but he became even more powerless inside.

If it is an evil organization.

In order to protect himself, he might not bear to have the idea of ​​inspiring all directions and fighting with them.

But the mastermind behind the scenes are monks in the late stage of the Yuanying...

Li Qingxuan is not stupid.

He is a terrified person.

Instead of getting the eggs touch the stone.

It’s better to make plans early to see if you can wait until the space crack layer is broken and escape to the outside world safely.

In a complicated mood, Li Qingxuan turned his consciousness to the rest of the unimportant memories of the Great Elder of the Sea Snake...

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