Fairy way

Huge energy fluctuations engulfed all light and shadow.

There is only doomsday eclipse left.

"Why, is it still the only way to end?"

"I hate it so much, I hate the injustice of this world, why do we have to target us mortal monks, we didn't do anything! Why did you destroy my homeland!" Someone yelled in grief and indignation, with tears all over his clothes.

"Stop it, stop it!"

"Spiritual monks, spiritual monks!" Someone was full of hatred, with black hair fluttering in the wind, like a madman: "One day I will kill you all! Take revenge!"

"Slaughtering innocent people and ruining lives, what kind of saints are you! You have lived in the stomach of dogs for hundreds of thousands of years! You don't deserve to be called saints at all!"

Some people are confused, some are sad and angry, and some are roaring to the sky.

But no one can really stop this from happening.

The power gap is too great.

"Hey..." Celestial Immortal Tianhua and all the monks of Wanshi Immortal Palace retreated for dozens of miles, sighing in their hearts.

Although they know that there are old saints sleeping, they have not really disappeared.

But I didn't expect that this matter would attract the Old Sage to intervene.

Even the Immortal Palace of Eternal Ages has some great trump cards, but in front of the saint, they are nothing after all.

What happened today was ultimately a failure.

I don't know if the Wanshi Asgard will be retaliated by the Zhongzhou forces because of today's incident. Perhaps this will become a turning point in the decline of the Wanshi Asgard.

Most of the spiritual monks who came here watched coldly, even if they had a little compassion for the mortal world, they were quickly suppressed.

Ascension in the mortal world affects the concentration of aura in the entire spiritual world.

This is a bad thing that will last forever.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

They are more concerned about the manifestation of the ancient sages, and what impact this will have on the future spiritual world, they should plan early now.

These big forces that are sure to still have the existence of the Old Sage will probably become even more popular in the future, and they will be so powerful that they cannot be estimated.

The gloom is bleak, and the hearts of all monks in the mortal world are miserable.

This is especially true for Lin Xi himself, who is suffering from divine punishment.

He could clearly feel everything that happened.

But it seems to be isolated in the outer space, unable to interfere with anything.

"No, don't!!" Lin Xi's heart twitched completely, as if her entire heart was firmly grasped by a pair of invisible hands.

Anxious.

His eyes were bloodshot, hollow and hideous.

The ink light on his body fluctuated.

The spirit of the whole person seemed to be stretched to the limit.

The mountains and lakes, houses and cities, people and scenery in the Literary Mind Realm, all the pictures engraved in Lin Xi's mind, collapsed at this moment.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Xi roared like crazy, hysterical, blood and tears flowed, but he couldn't stop everything.

In Mortal Realm, there are still relatives, friends, and disciples of Qing Yunzong who survived by chance.

If the mortal world collapses, they will all die.

will die.

"Five saints, grass, grass, grass, fuck you."

Lin Xi's face was full of ferociousness, his eyes almost popped out, his mind was shaken, and he seemed to be going crazy.

Grief and pain enveloped the body.

But the scourge never ended.

Thunder, yin fire, and strong wind turned into a catastrophe and eroded, and the huge tearing pain once again covered Lin Xi, and more than ten magic weapons hummed and hummed, as if they were overwhelmed.

"It's endless, it's endless!" Lin Xi's black hair fluttered in a mess, he raised his head and yelled, pointing at the sky and yelling: "Fuck, I provoked you. What did I do? Didn't I just practice a magic cultivator?" Cultivation method, every time the realm is raised, it must be aimed at me? Is it over?"

"Those saints smashed the Dao to pieces, destroyed the mortal world, killed all the living beings, and the blood flowed like a river. Aren't you going to condemn them?"

"I'll just take some of your aura, and just fucking keep aiming at me, what kind of goddamn law you are, what kind of goddamn law you are!!"

The end of the scourge is nowhere in sight.

Lin Xi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He is in too much pain. If he doesn't vent his anger, he might really be driven into a lunatic.

There was a rumble above the sky, and it seemed that a terrible catastrophe was gathering again, and then the law evolved into countless terrifying spikes, which all fell down, squeezing the space, and engulfing terrifying power.

Seeing this, Lin Xi could only continue to use the magic cultivation method with difficulty, numbly cast the method to control the magic weapon, and resist the scourge in front of him.

But the pain is still there.

very tired.

Lin Xi felt that his soul was going to be sucked away, leaving only a walking corpse. If possible, he really wanted to just close his eyes and take a good rest.

Even if it's just for a little while.

God damn it, it's terrible.

It wears away the spirit of a person, penetrates the body of a person, smashes the will of a person, and destroys and obliterates a person's existence from all aspects.

"I really don't know how the ancient demon cultivator can hold on." Lin Xi muttered to himself.

Could it be that he is so much worse than the ancient demon cultivator?

He didn't know that even the ancient demon cultivator didn't suffer the scourge of heaven as often as he did, and because the demon cultivator was different from ordinary people, most of the scourge of heaven was within the tolerance range.

Today, the law of heaven has undergone great changes, and there seems to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, thus sending down even more terrifying and unbearable punishment from heaven.

"Son, wake up, you must hold on." Lin Xi was shrouded in divine punishment, and a familiar voice sounded inexplicably in his ears.

He looked around blankly.

Dad?

I'm hallucinating myself.

Why did I hear my father's voice?

Qian Xinyuan's voice was extremely urgent: "There is something, the ancestors said, only the head of the family is qualified to know. But it's too late, I have to tell you today."

"What's the matter, Dad, are you going to die? So is there anything you need to tell me about the next Patriarch? Forget it, hurry up and make another one. I'm dying too." Lin Xi was in a trance.

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qian Xinyuan scolded angrily, and then said very seriously: "Most of the ancient demon cultivators are ancestors of our same clan."

Lin Xi trembled all over, as if his whole body had been splashed with ice water.

"They're all the ancestors of our Qian family, father, it's really disrespectful to make such jokes before death." Lin Xi smiled wryly.

"Who is joking with you? Our Qian family is not surnamed Qian, but a group of remnants of the ancient people gathered in the late antiquity and hid incognito. Later, we took Qian as our surname."

"The ancient race..."

Lin Xi became more and more confused.

He even suspected that he was dying, so he had some strange hallucinations.

Otherwise, how could the Qian family get involved with the ancient magic cultivator?

"The ancient human race was weak and weak. After the enlightenment of spiritual wisdom, the ancestors worked hard to create ancient immortals, and only then did the human race survive."

"A group of ancestors chose to steal the blood of demon gods and demon gods, integrate them into themselves, and gain the power of sympathizing with heaven and earth, giving birth to the so-called spiritual roots."

"And there are some ancestors who have created extremely special methods based on the human race themselves, which can plunder the power of heaven and earth for their own use. It's just that it is extremely difficult to cultivate, the conditions are harsh, and there is a risk of sudden death during the cultivation process, so most People are more willing to choose the path of spiritual roots.”

"That's right, it's the earliest magic cultivation method."

Lin Xi was shocked.

He began to suspect that these voices were not hallucinations.

If it is a hallucination, how can there be something completely beyond one's own cognition?

"With the reproduction of the human race, the probability of descendants of those who have obtained the blood of demon gods and demon gods to have spiritual roots is getting smaller and smaller. And people with special bloodlines, even if they do not have spiritual roots themselves, it is still possible to give birth to children with spiritual roots. offspring.

"However, such people can no longer practice the method of demonic cultivation. Therefore, a group of ancient human races began to pay attention to the purity of their own blood, and it is forbidden to intermarry at will."

"They call themselves the ancient human race, and they take it as their responsibility to ensure the purity of human blood."

"With the end of the ancient era, the demon gods and demon gods gradually weakened and fell, the human race began to rise, and the magic cultivation skills began to shine."

"However, the magic cultivation method is very dangerous. It will inexplicably suffer a more terrifying catastrophe, and it is very easy to die unexpectedly."

"So some people named this catastrophe the Scourge."

"Those who think that they have been condemned by the heavens are the existences spurned by the heavens and the earth."

"However, the ancients didn't care about this, because the practitioners of the magic cultivation method are often several times stronger than the monks of the same level. It is enough to have enough strength."

"And as some things happened, countless monks fell, the magic cultivator declined, the inheritance was gradually cut off, and the magic cultivator began to withdraw from the stage of history."

"The human race is flourishing, branches and leaves are spreading, and it is naturally more difficult to keep the blood pure."

"The ancient people were worried about being liquidated, so they gathered together and kept their names incognito."

"I have to admit that the method of spiritual root cultivation is indeed very powerful. The integration of races is also the general trend, and there is no need to fight."

"Besides, the strength of the human race lies in its strong learning ability and inclusiveness. It is also a natural law of natural selection to absorb the blood of powerful demon gods and demon gods to make their own race stronger. They are called descendants of demon gods and demon gods. , and it is not an insult to the race."

"Not to mention that the magic cultivation technique is so dangerous."

"So the ancient human race finally decided to simply integrate into the current human race."

"But an embarrassing thing happened, because the ancient human race has always paid too much attention to the purity of the blood, and the blood of the human race is too thin to affect the blood of the ancient human race."

"So much so that among the descendants of the ancient race, there is not a single person who was born with a spiritual root."

"This obvious feature makes it easy for people to discover the identity of the ancient people."

"So the ancient people began to pay attention to intermarriage with people with strong bloodlines of demon gods. To put it simply...try to combine with monks, and strive to produce offspring with spiritual roots."

Lin Xi's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"This...is this the origin of the Qian family's group training?" Lin Xi's voice trembled slightly.

Qian Xinyuan said happily: "Yes, after so many years of hard work, the ancient race has finally succeeded, because you are the first descendant of the ancient race to have spiritual roots."

Lin Xi felt dizzy.

Daringly, you are all ancient humans with pure blood.

I'm the only one with the most mixed blood?