Shaman, the most mysterious group of people in the mountains and seas, the heavens and the world, peeps at fate, and is naturally the small group of people who know how to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

The existence of insight into destiny is high in the entire mountains and seas, and is respected as a master, after all, if you offend them, it is easy to not even know how to die.

Legend has it that the shamans of each era will choose a Tianjiao to follow him, paving the way for his destiny, and then use the grandeur of Tianjiao to assist them in truly breaking the shackles of fate.

This is an opportunity creation that countless heavenly warriors can't hope for.

Fate, one of the most mysterious mysteries in this world, even if the shaman himself controls the avenue of fate, he is in absolute awe.

"Heavens!"

Peng Wanli's expression was stunned, he had already realized that everything today was triggered by his junior brother, and he also realized that it was because his junior brother had created the Dao of Heavens.

At this moment, the shaman once again asserted that he felt more and more elusive.

The True God Clan appeared, and even at this moment, interrupted the conquest in the starry sky, and was fighting with the God Monarch of the God Celestial Clan with all his might, and the situation was chaotic and unknown.

Whose calamity is it, or the calamity of luck!

Airplanes!

The illusory river of fate floated in the eyes of the ancient shaman, rolling like a great river, branching out of thousands of tributaries and flowing into the vast and boundless starry world.

The long river is sparkling, the golden scales are shining, undulating and rippling, and the illusory golden god carp is flowing straight up, and some of the golden carp have already transformed into dragon bodies.

The closer it gets to the upper reaches of the long river, between the golden scales tumbling, the dragon groans, riding the wind and waves.

Hundreds of battles are contending, and luck is advancing and retreating, which is the real battle of turning dragons.

Thundered!

In a trance, the long river of fate collapsed, the chaotic body trembled slightly, and the breath was like a dragon in the snort, sweeping in all directions.

Faced with the shaman who couldn't speak clearly, Peng Wanli couldn't wait to slap him to death.

But he also knew that the habits of this group of guys were like this, pretending to be ghosts, their words were hazy, and some things involving fate could not be said directly at all, so they could only be told in such a vague way.

Therefore, what the shaman said, he had to be contemplated with guesswork.

Congratulations, you guessed it.

Congratulations on guessing wrong.

"This piece of heaven and earth has not really controlled the heavens and the chaos since the beginning of the Flood Desolation True Spirit, do you believe it?"

Squinting at Peng Wanli, whose expression was constantly changing, Chaogu's mood was extremely comfortable, he enjoyed this kind of disgust I couldn't kill my comfort the most, and he had to be respectful.

Peng Wanli shook his head!

"Well, that's right. ”

As if he knew that what he said was a little inaccurate, Chaogu shook his head and maintained his sense of mystery again.

"You don't count, the old man is saying that the Heavens Chaos Yuan is truly imprinted on the chaotic fetal membrane, inheriting the existence between heaven and earth. ”

This time, without waiting for Peng Wanli to speak again, Chao Gu continued his words.

"Those great beings of the Flood Desolation True Spirit, even if they are the embodiment of the Ten Thousand Dao Laws, it is difficult for them to peek into such Dao.

After the true spirit of the flood wilderness, civilizations such as 'spirit' and 'immortal' were born, and the ancestors of all ethnic groups also peeked into the heavens at the beginning.

The gods after the immortals, as strong as the great gods such as the primordial and the bright, all broke off in front of the heavens and stopped moving.

After the gods, the rise of the hundred races, the demon race took the lead in rising on the great wilderness god land, a generation of demon emperors drove the sun god car to inspect the nine heavens and ten earths, the eight desolations and the four poles, but they were lost in the chaos on the road of chasing the heavens.

The Demon Emperor disappeared, the powerful Demon Court appeared in the Divine Land like a flash in the pan, the Demon Court collapsed, the hundred clans began to rise, and the Divine Land entered the era of melee.

Which of the first helmsmen of the clans was not the existence of the world, but he couldn't move forward in the face of the Heavenly Dao, and he could only sigh with admiration.

Later, our human race chased hundreds of races, respected the hundred worlds, stood in the sacred land, and entered the stage of holding each other with the hundred races.

At the end of the Hundred Worlds, the Terrans launched a war of unification, and that era was the era in which your ancestors lived.

It is rumored that he took the Heavenly Dao to the extreme, but at the last step of imprinting the chaotic fetal membrane, he stopped. ”

As a shaman, he controls the vein of fate, and Chao Gu has peeped into too many secrets, and it is precisely because he has peeked into too many secrets that he knows how terrifying the master of the person in front of him is.

Even though there are no legends in this world, and even the outside world has no legends, it doesn't mean that they don't exist.

On the contrary, the strength hidden in the darkness is enough to overturn this world.

It's just that I don't know what kind of heavy blow this huge master seems to have suffered, and an unknown accident has occurred, and the disciples are scattered.

The icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow, so Lord Chaogu made a move.

Not waiting or waiting, when the situation was not clear, he crossed the Great Wilderness and came to the world of Guiru.

You must know that if every shaman wants to go to a higher level and comprehend the way of fate, he needs to choose a true dragon to assist.

With the help of the magnificent luck of the Tianjiao True Dragon, it is used to cover the punishment brought by peeping at fate.

In this era, most of the shamans are still waiting.

In addition to the human race's emperor and royal family after a long period of reproduction, there are many Tianjiao, and there are many outstanding talents, there are enough Tianjiao for them to assist, and even these Tianjiao can't ask for their assistance, so who to assist is up to them.

For the shaman, Peng Wanli's vein is too hazy, and it is more difficult to peep at fate than to assist other Tianjiao, and the future is even more elusive, so it also makes the shaman a little hesitant.

Of course, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and the risk is great, and the future will naturally be more.

So, Lord Chaogu came.

"Since it is difficult to peep, and it has been rumored since ancient times that the road of the heavens is a dead end, except for the old man who can go to the end, there is not even a little legend, why would the heavenly warriors come to fight. ”

Peng Wanli was a little puzzled, since he knew that it was a dead end, and he was still fighting for a fart, he really didn't understand that there was still a fight for death.

"The Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. ”

Chaogu's tone was flat, and the speed of his speech was also slow and leisurely, which made Peng Wanli very anxious, he had never seen anything like this.

"On the other hand, all the ways can also be one, one yuan mixed beginning, everything starts from this, where do you say this one comes from. ”

"This ......"

Looking at Peng Wanli, who was a little surprised, Chao Gu stroked his beard, and his expression became more and more hazy.

"Where did this world come from, who opened the world? Who opened the world?

......

A little dizzy.

This is a true portrayal of Peng Wanli's moment.

"The Heavenly Dao is nothing, after all, there have been warriors who have peeped into the Heavenly Dao in several great eras throughout the ages, and at the beginning of the rise of each civilization, the helmsmen of all races are enough to be called eloquent, with supreme atmospheric luck, great perseverance, and great courage to peep into the heavens. ”

Chaogu stared at Qingyang Huan on the starry sky, and thoughts flowed in his eyes.

He walked in the long river of fate, peeked into the mystery of fate, and discovered an amazing law.

Every being who has traveled a long way on the path of the heavens, and the years in which they live are the transition from the end of an era to the beginning of a new era.

At the beginning of the Protoss, he lived at the time of the collapse of the Immortal Dao and the birth of the Shinto civilization.

Venerable Xiao, the great shore of the human race, experienced the era in the last years of antiquity, when the human race dominated the world and opened a new era of civilization for the human race.

And in the middle of the heyday of every civilization era, those beings who have peeked into the heavens, almost no legends have been handed down, and they are buried among all living beings.

The end of the epoch, the beginning of a new era, is the time when the ethnicity of each ethnic group flourishes.

Therefore, he had an uncertain inference in his heart, only at the end of the epoch, when the general trend of the various races burst out, was the best time for the evolution of the Heavenly Dao.

Now that the 'spirit', 'immortal', 'god' and other races have returned, colliding under the same sky, all of them indicate that a new era is about to begin.

A new era is about to begin, and the luck of all races has sensed the crisis, and they understand the situation after the crisis, and they have begun to compete for luck.

In such a great world, the existence that can cast the Heavenly Dao is naturally a person with the peak of luck, with a magnificent general trend, standing on the cusp of the storm, riding the wind and waves, and waiting for the wind and rain of the dragon to rise.

At this time, even if it is a pig, as long as it stands on the right outlet, it can be blown up by the general trend of the times and transform into a divine pig.

Although he was not absolutely sure of this speculation, it was enough for him to make a decision, and Chaogu's expression seemed calm, but the scorching heat in the spiritual world was as hot as the oven of heaven and earth.

To outsiders, shamans are on high above them, and only they know that it is not fun to peek into fate.

For a long time, how many shamans have died at the mercy of their own watchful eyes.

The Avenue of Destiny is related to the trajectory of life, which is equivalent to controlling the life veins of all spirits in heaven and earth, which is against the sky.

Those who rebel against the heavens, from ancient times to the present, have mostly had no good end.

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