Unlike the first floor, it was old, dilapidated, dusty, with a large pile of books on the desk and many worn cobwebs in the corners.

Li Pu stepped into the first step here, and he clearly felt the attack of a sense of sealing the dust, and at the same time, there was a breath of vast years flowing.

"Huh?"

When he glanced over, Li Pu couldn't help but notice some pictures, which were some portraits engraved on the wall, including men and women, old and young.

Among them, there is one particularly amazing, a man whose face cannot be seen clearly, holding a trident to assassinate an ancient fierce beast.

Even, there are some figures standing tall, they look up at the sky, overlooking the earth, like a god's mansion, but there is an indescribable loneliness.

"Legend has it that another world is inhabited by immortals, but no one has seen them for thousands of years. ”

I don't know when, there was an extra figure behind Li Pu, her sleepy eyes were hazy, and her whole person was messy, like a member of the crowd, easy to be forgotten.

"Are you?" Li Pu turned.

"My name is Peach Blossom Fairy, I've been in for a long time, and my enlightenment has been fruitless. She sighed.

Hearing this, Li Pu took a closer look, and then saw clearly that this was a woman.

The second floor is huge, and it looks much larger than the first, and at a glance, it looks like there is no end.

"I feel the breath in your body, are you a god, right?" The Peach Blossom Fairy opened her sleepy eyes, as if she had just woken up, she stared at Li Pu seriously, and her bright eyes seemed to penetrate Li Pu's whole person.

Li Pu was silent.

"You" The next moment, her body shook, her face couldn't help but turn pale, and her steps staggered, as if she had encountered some kind of panic.

"Who are you?" she exclaimed, unable to remain calm any longer, and at the same time regressed at this moment, keeping a distance from Li Pu.

"My name is Li Pu. He spoke, staring at the woman quizzically.

"Li Pu Li family, are you from the Li family?" The woman opened her eyes wide: "You are actually from the Li family?" Her face was pale, her breathing was short, and she never stopped again.

"Huh!" Li Pu was stunned and couldn't help but chase after him.

After about a few minutes, his pace gradually stopped, and looking around, Li Pu felt the breath of life coming from all directions.

There are still people here, he was surprised, but his heart was full of doubts, and it was difficult to understand what the story of the Li family was?

"People from the Li family, get out of here. Someone shouted angrily, the majestic meaning was like crushing the nine heavens, rumbling and flooding here.

"Why am I leaving?" Li Pu raised his head: "My surname is Li, and it is undeniable that I also have some blood in that family, but I have nothing to do with them." ”

He did not retreat, his heart was full of doubts, the crescent moon shook lightly, and at this moment he protected the Lord.

At the same time, the aura of the celestial body also diffused, and after a moment, everything was calm, and no one made a move.

The celestial bodies of the Li family.

Why is it the Li family's celestial body?

Everyone was silent, they were like a member of the darkness, silent, precipitating.

"I don't have anything to do with the Li family. Li Pu strode forward, he clearly felt the hatred of this group of people for the Li family, but he had great awe for the celestial body.

"Who are you, why are you here?" Li Pu frowned, his golden light flickered, and he swept through the darkness, and his body couldn't help but shake slightly.

They are not a human race, but a god race? No, a demon race?

They have purple skin, long purple hair, purple eyes, and even behind them, a pair of purple wings.

What kind of race is this? Li Pu was stunned, he had never seen it before!

"Heavenly Overlord. The low voice of the stele slowly echoed.

And as the sound of the stone tablet emerged, the purple race in the darkness couldn't help but show a shocked face.

Many years have passed since they passed in the sky, and their footprints have long disappeared on the mainland, and even everything about them has been destroyed, and it is impossible for anyone to know them.

But this stele said a word.

Gradually, they came out of the darkness, a group of about a dozen people, there were men and women, old and young, the young one was only three or five years old, with wide eyes, the old one looked seventy-eight years old, the figure was rickety, half a foot had stepped into the loess.

At the head was a middle-aged man, he was a burly man, his cheeks were resolute, his chin was full of stubble, his eyes looked cloudy, and he was tired and he only had one arm left, but this only arm was holding a spear.

"Back then, your lineage followed the true gods to fight, and you were also an ancient clan, but I didn't expect it to be today," the stele sighed lightly.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man stared at the stone tablet, unable to calm down.

"A thought of the sky, a word of the sky, I am not the king, who will fight?"

Time is going backwards, everything is repeating, and the picture of the eternal years seems to be presented again.

In that era of rivers of blood, in that dark years, there was no light, only despair, a purple figure, closely behind that person.

They were going to war, they were going to a distant land, and the purple figure looked back and smiled, and he told his people that he would come back, definitely.

Unfortunately, he never returned.

"The Eight Gods will obey the order," the stele roared.

"We're here. More than a dozen figures shook slightly, and then roared.

"The sky has righteousness, eternity, a thought of the sky, a word of the sky, I am not the king, who will compete?"

In the haze, there seems to be a figure that is about to come out of the ages.

That person has purple skin, long purple hair, purple eyes, and he is also burly, and his eyes are strange, sharp, and full of domineering.

It seems that as long as he exists, the sky will not tolerate.

Woo Woo and his group, more than a dozen figures, all cried at this moment, tears rolling, as if they wanted to vent the depression accumulated over the years.

"Ancestor, you said you wouldn't leave us behind. ”

"Ancestor, come back!"

"I am the overlord of the heavens, fighting for the world, but I am besieged by the clans. ”

"How ruthless you are?" they wept and grieved.

The stele was silent, everything was gone, and it came back here, floating here quietly.

There were eight people who followed the true god and never returned, they fought for the world, for the creatures of the earth.

It's a pity that their descendants are besieged and killed, how chilling is this?

Perhaps, no one knows this feeling better than it.

Time passed, and I don't know how long it has passed, as if in an instant, it seems like 10,000 years, and the purple group woke up from their sadness.

"It's the Li family, I hate them. ”

"It's Li Qingtian. They shouted angrily, murderous intent permeating.

Li Qingtian, a person who has passed away through the ages, in that era, he was known as the first person under the gods, and after the death of the gods of the Li family's generation, he became the person in charge of the Li family.

The true gods were gone, and the pale overlord became one of the eight god generals, and they never returned, and Li Qingtian launched a great siege, causing their clan to collapse.

"Are you from that era?" Li Pu showed a shocked expression, only to discover a very terrible thing.

"No, we are separated from our ancestors by an era. The young child whispered.

One apart?

Li Pu was stunned, and the stele was also stunned.

The era in which the true gods lived emerged after the Age of the Open Heavens, and they lived through centuries and ages.

The era after the departure of the true gods and the eight gods is the later stage of the age of the gods, and if they are only separated by one era, then the era in which they appear is the 'world of saints'.

But even the 'world of saints' is a distant and unattainable era for the present! I don't know how many millions of years have passed.

At this time, Li Pu gasped, and could no longer keep calm, such a group of people in front of him actually came from the era after the gods.

It's horrible.

"Do you know how much time has passed?" the stele began.

"I don't know, but we've known for a long, long time. Someone replied, nervously, "Has the true God returned?

"The true God is gone, your ancestors never returned, the gods have long since disappeared into the ages, and even saints cannot appear in this age. The stele replied, but there was a sense of loneliness.

"What?" they exclaimed.

"Is the age of the saints over, has the Dark Turmoil been put down?"

"So, in this era, is it after the saints?" they exclaimed, their faces turning pale and sad.

"No, it's been at least millions of years since then. The stele replied.