Chapter 2493 Era Elegy
Every time the cycle of the epoch epoch epoch epoch epoch epoch epoch will be reshuffled, and the withering of life and blood will become the cheapest performance.
This is a crazy and sad process. Carnival and sad songs are about to be staged together. There is too much sorrow and pain in the past thousands of years.
But in fact, such a racial war is just a temptation and a prelude. It can even be said that the saint-level army is just chess pieces.
The saints of the major races who have survived now have returned to their own races and will not appear again, causing the Three Thousand Realms to fall into tranquility and the war will be difficult to emerge.
But everyone knows that this kind of tranquility is only temporary. The cycle of reincarnation has entered its last moment. No matter how powerful the Holy Lord is, he is not qualified to participate, and can only become a bystander.
This is a game that only top racial powerhouses can participate in.
On this day, a stone man came out of the top racial stone spirit race.
He looked down on the nine heavens and ten earths, governing the nine wildernesses, like a god who created the world. He traveled through the three thousand great realms, and wherever he went, he was silent. Then he entered the land of nothingness, and opened up a new great realm with his hands, majestic power and suppressed the heavens.
Throughout history, major races have broken out countless wars in order to compete for the territory of the great world, but this stone man was able to open up a great world with his own strength. Such a method is almost like a god.
The identity of this stone man is undoubtedly the Stone Emperor of the Stone Spirit Race. The years he spent were almost the same as the history of the Three Thousand Great Era. His merits and fortunes were incredibly high.
"The territory of the Three Thousand Great Realms needs to be re-divided. Those with ability can reach this Stone Emperor Realm and discuss interests together."
The Stone Emperor sat cross-legged in this great world and made such a sound.
Human races, who are also top races, quickly responded.
Xuanyuan, the founder of the Temple, walked out and ascended to the Stone Emperor Realm.
At the same time, there were also terrifying existences in the tribes of the ancient human clan forces, as well as figures of the first generation of holy sons appeared, and they went to the Stone Emperor Realm together.
It's like a beginning.
Immediately afterwards, top races in the Three Thousand Realms appeared one after another and went on an appointment.
This is a feast for top races, a true peak gathering, and the worst of them are first-class races, gathering together.
As for some middle-class racial leaders, such as Dragon Demon, Night Mei, etc., they are simply not qualified to enter the Stone Emperor Realm.
All they need to do is wait.
Wait for these existences in the Stone Emperor Realm to sit together and discuss what results will come.
And the result is likely to be erasing them, or they may continue to survive in the world.
This waiting lasted for two full years, and during this period, no one could detect what had happened, or even any combat fluctuations.
Two years later, the Stone Emperor Realm disappeared, and the top races and first-class races seemed to have reached an agreement and started to reshape the rules of the Three Thousand Realm, as if they were looking for a balance in chaos.
Two months later, the Night Charm Race completely disappeared.
Five months later, the stone crocodile race was pushed forward.
Half a year later, two second-rate races were destroyed.
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An unparalleled tragic storm broke through the entire Three Thousand Realms. No one knew which race the butcher knife would slash toward the next moment. Before a new balance was ushered in, such a turmoil would not end.
Of course, such a storm naturally cannot touch the internal internal of the human race.
The master of the soul Zen realm is transferred and is controlled by the True Spirit lineage.
And the Tailing Plane has ushered in a brand new look because of Xiao Ye’s return.
After reuniting with Bingya, Xiao Nian, Lin Wen, and others for a few days, Xiao Ye started a plan to revive the ancient tribe of Taichu, starting with the person he trusted the most.
For example, the Three Emperors of True Spirit, Nangong Xingyu, Bingya and others, together with Taixu, Jiang Kong and others, were secretly taken to the Tower of Time by Xiao Ye to practice.
Xiao Ye knew very well that in order to reappear an ancient clan force, in addition to the top strong men in charge, mid-range combat power is also indispensable.
The saint-level powerhouses who followed Xiao Ye to fight in all directions were indeed powerful, but they had not yet reached the point where Xiao Ye completely believed it.
Hurry!
The rolling red clouds flowed between the heaven and earth, a dazzling halo opened up, and was born near the Tao, causing the void to tremble, and countless symbols of the holy Tao were flashing.
Three thousand primary holy paths, as well as many intermediate holy paths, essentially turned into a torrent, surging over the Tailing Plane, with the roar of the holy path constantly rendering this plane the most holy and godly.
Looking around, the warriors who were still in the Tailing plane, from the white-haired old man to the child, were sitting cross-legged and comprehending the holy path.
Occasionally, when someone opens his eyes, he will look at the sky above the Tailing Plan. The man in a black robe looks in awe, and he is as devotion to the gods.
"The Three Thousand Realms are so cruel."
Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in the void, his face full of emotion.
Although he returned to the Great Realm of Soul Zen, he has been paying more attention to the turmoil in the Three Thousand Realms and has become more profound in his understanding.
It can be said that other races have no say except for top and first-class.
This is a heavy reality.
"The peak of the holy level!" A blazing light burst out from Xiao Ye's eyes and his fists were clenched.
Only such existence can ensure the future of a race and even change the pattern of the Three Thousand Great Realms.
If a race wants to be among the top and even the top, it is necessary to give birth to a peak saint-level powerhouse.
"If I don't count the second realm of the Holy Way of Time, I'm still far from able to compete with the top powerhouses of the holy level."
"Unless I can break through to the realm of the Holy Lord of the True Heaven, it will take a long time."
"As for my future state, I can only look up to you now." Xiao Ye said softly.
The realm of the True Heavenly Holy Lord is indeed a big deal. His qualifications and background require years of training to make breakthroughs.
Now, he ranks first in the contribution value among all the holy lords involved in racial wars in the human race, and there is no doubt that he ranks first in contribution value.
With the help of the Heaven and Earth Taoist Stones and many treasure lands of the human race, he may be able to make a quick breakthrough.
However, the first place reward still needs to wait for the notification from the head of the Human Temple.
While waiting, he planned to practice quietly in the Tailing plane and cherish the time he spent with his family.
"I have only touched the second realm of the Holy Way of Time. It seems that it is necessary to go back to the True Spirit Continent." Xiao Ye said in his heart.
The cycle of reincarnation is completely over, and the internal struggle of the human race is about to begin again. He, the saint of Taichu, is too sharp and may be the first to bear the brunt.
"Son of the Holy Son."
At this moment, a figure suddenly teleported, it was Xuanxiao.
When I was traveling to the Immortal Tomb, I made great progress in practicing in the Xuanxiao Time Tower. Now I have returned to the great realm of Soul Zen and have been working hard to reshape the Taichu.
"Hmm? What's the matter!" Xiao Ye looked at him.
"I found a human powerhouse. If I was not mistaken, you should know him."
Chapter completed!