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In the sky, the big hand was still stretching out from the black ball all the time, however, for some reason, the big hand seemed to encounter huge resistance, and it was very difficult to stretch out every inch outward, so even after such a long time, the whole arm was only half extended. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And Qiming finally had the opportunity to look at the ancient scroll taken out of the spire, and this look made him stunned by just the first sentence.

"The battle between our human race and the desolate tribe has passed so far, and I don't know how many times it has passed......

For hundreds of millions of years, our people have all been reduced to slaves of all races, playing with pets, and even eating blood.

However, although God has abandoned us, our generation should continue to strive for self-improvement, and the patience of hundreds of millions of years, torture, and endless tempering will eventually teach our generation to find the road that belongs to my race.

The other races, although their strength surpasses that of us, but their future achievements have been set since their birth, and when they become adults, although they have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, catch the stars and the moon, but their talents are limited by their talents, and they will not be able to get a glimpse of the avenue.

However, our human race, although the flesh is mortal, and the way of heaven is not helping, but all the people of any race, those who are outstanding in strength, can study the holy way, and those who are outstanding in wisdom can take the path of cultivating the truth.

At the time of the first practice, although it was far away from the ten thousand races, it was a drop of water and stones, and hundreds of millions of years of penance eventually taught me to wait for a glimpse of the foundation of the avenue.

Although the Holy Dao and Xiuzhen are incompatible with each other, after all, they are both the avenue of our human race, for the rise of our human race, all kinds of human races work together to fight against all races, for thousands of years, our human race and the desolate ten thousand races, in all major planes, large and small, hundreds of thousands of battles.

Although the upper echelons of the Ten Thousand Races are inferior to us, their lower ranks are thousands of times more powerful than the cultivators of our human race, and often in order to kill one of them, the people of our generation need to exchange with hundreds of thousands of people. However, after hundreds of millions of years of oppression, the whole of our human race will look at death as nothing, and they will be proud of exchanging their lives for the lives of all races.

Such great perseverance, boldness, big heart, unprecedented, magnificent, I am a great race!

Although the desolate tribes are strong, under the death force of our clan, they have fought hard for thousands of years, and finally divided and cannibalized them. The battle of opening the heavens has completely laid the opportunity for the victory of our human race! The way of heaven has abandoned me, and I have also abandoned it! My generation of human race, through this battle, has severely damaged the way of heaven and completely dispersed the coalition forces of all the races of the flood and desolation, and since then, our human race has become the lord of the desolation!

However, although our human race has occupied most of the flood and subordinate planes, there are still remnants of the power of the ten thousand races left in the world. The universe is so vast that even with the power of my generation, we cannot fully explore it. All the nations are hiding in it, waiting for their time.

And after our human race became the lord of the flood, for thousands of years, we have gradually forgotten the suffering suffered by our ancestors for hundreds of millions of years, and some of them have compassion for the remnants of the flood and famine. The various races that fought together in those years were even more alienated from each other, and there were occasional conquests. However, the most unpredictable of them is the internal conflict between the Holy Path and the cultivators.

This battle of the gods, the scale is large, the spread is wide, the battle is fierce, it is even worse than the battle of opening the sky, the combat power of our human race, the ten go to seven or eight, the battle of Taoism, it is so much!!

The way of the art of war, not thinking about victory, first defeat, the battle of the gods, the internal strife between the saints and the cultivators, consuming too much strength of our clan, although there is still spare strength, but it is not the same as before the war.

In the past hundred years, the dispute between the sage and the cultivator has been greatly eased, although they disagree with each other, but they are afraid that the flood and famine will be restored, which will be the foundation of our human race.

The book was left here for the church to know that this place was the place where the first Lord God was born.

In the battle of the gods, my yellow-skinned system was the most damaged, but Daoji was still there, and the original main god should have been the dominant one of my yellow-skinned system.

However, the white skin system is not self-sufficient, and it has to intervene, with its ability, although it is also powerful and extraordinary, but its Taoism is into the evil way, and the things created seem to be true but not true, and seem to be false and not false.

Under his domination, the first generation of the main god was unable to stabilize his form, and there were many mistakes and omissions, which were not of great use.

Receiving this lesson, the white-skinned people had to return the control of the main god's construction to us, and my yellow-skinned true cultivators also chose to rebuild elsewhere.

However, even so, it cost a lot to create this first Lord God, and I can't bear to abandon it, but put it elsewhere for other uses.

The main god has not been completed, so he has to abandon this life, but he has suffered my fellow human race who have settled in this life, affected by the divine light of the first Lord God, the light of the soul is incomplete, and in the end of the last days, the road is difficult to achieve, I am afraid that I will enter the reincarnation, and I can't get rid of it, woohoo, alas......

The Oriental Yellow Skin Department cultivator Qiming, left this word on the day of the completion of the first main god. ”

Looking at the ancient scroll in his hand, Qiming was dumbfounded, and then muttered after a while:

"This is what Lao Tzu wrote?!"

In his mind, the clone said:

"Nonsense, of course you wrote it yourself! I thought this place was a little familiar before, damn, it was the main god factory left by the group of white skins for a long time! Dog, I said how that tower looked like, I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't remember it! TMD, there is really not much memory left from the past, and I don't remember such an important place. ”

With that, the clone sighed in Qiming's mind.

Ignoring the words of the clone, Qiming was still looking at the ancient scroll in his hand blankly at this time, there was too much information revealed in the volume, the existence of the 'main god' space, the origin, the origin of the human race, the war between the flood and the desolate races, the war between the saint and the cultivator, all these mythical records turned out to be true, and what surprised him even more was that he had personally participated in his previous life!

"Damn, there are still two generations of the main god?"

After reading the message again, Qiming said in surprise.

Just then, the clone suddenly screamed in his head:

"Quick! A drop of blood goes up! With our character back then, there is definitely more than that!"

Hearing this, Qiming immediately cut his fingers and dripped them on the paper, and in a moment, the words on the ancient scroll immediately changed, and Qiming was stunned as soon as he finished reading it.

"Qiming personally enlightened...... Others saw that the birth of a son was not PY, uh......"

Qiming didn't expect that his previous life would leave such words, and he couldn't help but look down:

"I won't say much about the rest, just to let you remember, don't worry about other things, they're all fake anyway, but, there is the thing we planned back then in the Void Pavilion, and you can take it when you get there, this thing is extremely precious, and it is very important to cherish it, over." ”

Qiming blinked and said:

"Void Pavilion, what is that?"