On a certain day, a certain day, a prophet who claimed to be a philosopher asked this strange question: Are we human beings because we can go back in time and look forward to the future?

Really, it's a boring topic like a chicken-and-egg issue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf you really feel that you are idle, then, dearest prophet, can you tell me first—in this great world, is it the sun, moon and stars that came first, or the living beings that came first?

The Prophet was speechless.

Who can answer questions?

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The vast, deep, endless space with overlapping nebulae is cold and dark, eternal and eternal.

In that parallel world, which is separated by an unknown number of light-years from the solar system, there is a unique "Celestial Eye". At this moment, it was shining with dark blue eyes, staring lonely at the lifeless universe around it.

The hues of the giant eyes are, from the inside out, blue, white, and flesh-colored: dark blue pupils, milky white eyeballs, and flesh-colored eyelids all around. The so-called eye of the gods is because it resembles the eyes of those gods in ancient legends, strange, strange and terrifying. According to the current scientific knowledge, the formation of this unique star field may be due to the gas and dust blown by a faint star somewhere, which are absorbed by some gravitational attraction, and finally constitute the shell and endoplasm of this star field.

Occasionally, light and shadow are projected from the outside world, passing through the interior of the vast Eye of the Gods. And if you're lucky enough not to be absorbed, after a long journey, these lights and shadows will travel from one end of the Giant Eye to the other. It's just that the time is extremely long, and it will take at least more than 100,000 light years to completely travel through the past.

In the dark blue pupils, there seemed to be a warm mass locked in it, filled with liquid, crystal clear and eye-catching like a sapphire.

Why?

If you look closely, you'll find that in the midst of the vast blue waters of the ocean, there are countless creatures that resemble prehistoric sea monsters.

Among them, there is a huge toad, carrying a mountain and carrying a ball, continuing to float endlessly for thousands of years. One and a half million kilometers away from the toad, in the center of the Celestial Eye, there is a large, fiery yellow star. The yellow star continued to emit the light that supported the growth of all things in heaven and earth, piercing through the barriers of endless liquids, projecting light and heat onto the toad and the orbs on its back armor. Just like the trajectory of a planet, the ugly and huge toad travels in a single and determined way, so that part of its shell will never get the light of the yellow star, and part of the sphere on its back armor will always be in darkness, thus clearly forming two worlds, black and white.

However, at a certain point in time, swirling black clouds rose from the surface of the sphere, disappearing and disappearing, as if to indicate what was happening.

Continuing to shorten the distance, the surface of the magnified sphere on the toad's back armor turned out to be such a scene: in the endless plains and hills, the snow-capped peaks and peaks, the famous mountains and rivers intertwined with ravines, the undulating oceans and lakes, and even in the cloud-filled air, there were tragic and exclusive killings everywhere. The two sides of the war, which have an overwhelming advantage, are the black oppressive underworld armor and the overwhelming half-orcs. With the invasion of boundless and ubiquitous darkness, the legions of the Human Alliance, dressed in yellow or red robes, have been defeated and retreated under the onslaught of demons, and fewer and fewer have survived. The red and yellow colors that originally dotted it had gradually been overshadowed by straddle monsters, black armorers covered in demon armor, and expressionless orcs.

Black smoke soared into the sky, the fire obscured the sun, the roar of humans and beasts, the countless cave lizards that sucked the primordial gods, the bat that devoured thoughts, and the squinting earth dragons that lived by consuming human thoughts, twisted their ugly bodies, and descended from the heavens to arch out from the ground, helping to wantonly torture the weak human warriors, taking what they needed from the bubbling and bleeding wounds on the human body, thus aggravating their painful process and accelerating their death.

War spreads like water, no matter what stands in the way. On the famous coastline where the southern blazing ocean meets the land, there is a huge mountain range that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, and the side by the sea is as vertical and steep as a knife. It is here, whether on the beach or on the ridge, that the confrontation between the two warring sides is particularly fierce. At the top of the mountain, which was more than 100,000 meters high, at the top of the sky, behind six or seven golden-armored wrestlers covered in blood, there were more blue-faced and fanged opponents.

The wrestlers were extremely brave, and waves of red-gold fists instantly brought down the Nine Immortal Elders who rushed to the head of the humanoid beast. However, when the Four Immortal Monarchs descended from the sky, the wrestlers could only wield a few Tiger Seal broadswords that were covered in blood to shield them from the terrible damage from the Four Immortal Monarchs.

"Claim the throne! Seven Warriors, all the corpses of the Emperor!"

The eerie guttural voice was like an invisible circle, tormenting the eardrums and spirits of the Seven Lux from all directions, causing them to bleed from their mouths and noses and tremble all over their bodies. As the last hope of the Netherworlders, the body of the Seven Lux is different from that of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the shadow-like and formless Four Immortal Monarchs, their giant body can barely be regarded as a yellow-mouthed child!

Supporting the ground with his hands, Chu Zhuang, the leader of the Seven Warriors, barely managed to stabilize his stumbling body, and then waved his giant blade in vain at the Dark Immortal Emperor Shen Tu Chu to show his determination to die rather than give in. This battle between white and black has been going on for ten days and nine nights, and Chu Zhuang and others have long been on the verge of running out of oil. Fighting until now, the murderous aura of the Tiger Seal Knife has been exhausted, and the seven body protection rings that are as bright as a galaxy outside each of them have also dimmed one after another. The uncertain aura seemed to tell the enemy that the original Seven Warriors were once the guardian gods of the nether realms that threatened the underworld and commanded the ancient land.

The bare mountain wind is fierce, the grass and trees on the cliff are not growing, and the cold is pressing, but Chu Zhuang and others feel hot and dry. As time passed, my eyes became more and more blurry, the green tendons on my head were pricked one by one, and I felt a stream of heat coming straight out from the ear holes. It's bad, Chu Zhuang secretly said that the big thing is not good. In normal times, although the transformation of the Four Immortal Monarchs is unpredictable, the Seven Warriors are at least self-preservation. However, now even if they put away the phantom body and showed their true body, after being broken by the body protection primordial god, the Seven Luxes could no longer do anything, and watched as they were forced to die step by step.

Whew...... Whew...... An earth-shattering roar swept past his ears, startling the Four Immortal Monarchs, the Nine Immortal Elders, the Black Immortal Armor Warriors, and the large and small demon beasts and demon clans trembling, and they all knelt on the ground and bowed. Looking in the direction of the roar, in the distant sky, in the middle of the undisturbed Southern Blazing Ocean, a huge dark figure floated there. And this breathtaking roar seems to show its supreme status to all living beings.

Through the fog over the ocean, the hazy figure was not very recognizable. However, behind the darkness there was a pair of blood-red eyes, like a lighthouse guiding a ship on a waterway, piercing through the clouds and fog, and continued to emit a dazzling light.

What a pair of eyes does this have to be?!Chao Yan must have made a mistake, right?

Beneath his feet, on the ridge of the mountain near the beach, the spearmen of the Cyber Ice Field, the shieldmen of the Southern Yunshang Mountain, the diggers of the Longqu Hanhai, the ghosts of the Kujiri Continent, and the Yao Cavalry from the Litian Continent have long since disappeared! In the terrifying calm of the silence, even the Zunniu family, who were trembling in the cave, seemed to hear the wail from the depths of hell.

In a trance, Chu Zhuang's right shoulder was hit by a faint blue ground light. With a shake of his hand, the tiger seal broadsword fell on the rock with a clatter, and fell down the cliff all the way without a trace. In the blue light, Liulux could not escape, and he was injured for the first time.

Among the four Hades Monarchs, it is rumored that this is the most aggressive and hateful in the Nether world. With a successful blow, Jing Huizhi smiled, and his original face revealed its original form, lining off his white fangs and leper-like forehead.

Seeing that the final opponent had fallen into a state of madness, the Dark Immortal Monarch, the White Nightmare Immortal Monarch, the Eastern Demon Immortal Monarch and the Demon Face Immortal Monarch all stopped their movements, and with the good mood of a cat playing with a mouse, they helped others to calculate the time when Chu Zhuang and the others were dying step by step.

Unfortunately, apart from the momentary pleasure of anger and venting anger, the Immortal Lords lack more delicate emotions and more beautiful imagination after living in the depths of the earth and in the dark Eastern Regions for many years, otherwise what a pleasant thing it would be.

At present, the life and death of the Seven Warriors are at stake, but what about the North?

Thousands of miles away, in the extreme north, where dripping water turned into ice and hurricanes and snowstorms raged, the demon extermination force formed by the merger of the so-called upper realm elites such as Yanfuzhou and Ying Tiancheng had basically fallen into the Locking God Illusion Array of the Northern Immortal Bodu Purple Pupil and was too busy to take care of itself. In the demonic wind and waves, Heavenly Venerable Yang Zhenhan and Third Highness Mu Chongrui had nothing to do with the world's creation, but they could only watch the cold bone face on Leng Yue's ten thousand peaks, and the countless winged bone skeleton dragon flags behind them.

Yang Zhenhan and Mu Chongrui couldn't regret it, and they both implicitly blamed themselves for being overconfident and blindly optimistic. It doesn't matter if he dies, but he has a group of descendants of his own clan who are in the prime of their youth. Hey, if they each bring the Flying Dragon Xianglin, just with their Nine Yuan Holy Qi and Supreme Yang Gang, they can keep the cold out of the door, and they can close their eyes here and wait for death?

Almost at the same moment, the two sides, thousands of miles apart, thought of a person at the same time.

No, to be precise, this person was just a humanoid who looked like a human on the surface, but inside and sanity, he didn't know what evolution was! At least, in the minds of some of the arrogant gods of the Upper Realm, Qiao Mengchen was an out-and-out bastard.

Yang Zhenhan was a little melancholy, and Mu Chongrui was a little regretful. Why should you believe a madman! Just because you are his brother-in-law? You know, relatives can be used to sell, why can't your brother-in-law sell them for a good price?

Yang and Mu were pampered palace guards, frozen, hungry and desperate.

As had been done before the war, the war seemed to be coming to an end, and the black fog and haze were about to remain, ready to obscure the blue sky for a long time, kicking off another season of their reign. Under the yellow light, the underworld took off their masks one after another, exposing their hideous fangs. They knew that the glow of the Yellow Star, which was gradually losing its heat, was now only in vain.

In the Xiaoyao Cave Mansion of Tang Fangji in the far west, there is a lively scene: more than a dozen creatures of all colors with handsome or ugly faces, tall or low figures, deep or shallow stomachs, and good or inferior wines, are staggered to talk about wine.

In the open space outside the banquet, there was a wine commander who led the brute beasts to wrestle to cheer up, and the two hills were fighting like fur fiercely. The black fox is a little smaller, but the beast spirit is very good, although the brute force of the white fox who loses the red eye is great, but it is not against the cultivation of the black fox, and it seems that it will be almost dead.

"White pig, come on...... If you lose, Lao Tzu asked you to carry the stone tablet for someone else to ......"

"Haha, third child, don't be in a hurry, it's a big deal to take out your spirit beads for a thousand or eight hundred, anyway, I'm not too much!"

"While going to ......"

On the main seat of the wine table, Qiao Mengchen sits. The chalcedony wine in front of him remained untouched, and he only closed his eyes and meditated alone. The sentient beings knew that he did not drink a drop of alcohol, so no one persuaded him, so as not to be bored.

Woo woo, the sound of the scorpion horn shook the heavens and the earth, this is Qiao Mengchen from the top of the lion scorpion head that grows at the bottom of the 90,000-meter sea of ice and flames, and the trombone made of the stripped scorpion horn;

The horn and gong sounded, indicating that the brigade had assembled. The drunkards roared with joy, threw down the bowls and rushed out, one by one, eager to fly to the battlefield thousands of miles away.

Under the stage of the beasts, on the blue and calm water waves, the battle flags were hunting, the armor was distinct, and the army of 100,000 spirit beasts was ready to go. The left army's Hanqi phalanx, the right army's Qiqi phalanx, the Flying Tiger army's evil spirit-warding phalanx, and the Xuanjia army's Qiqi phalanx, all raised their heads and held their breath, waiting for that person to raise their arms and shout.

In this situation, the drunks woke up more than half of their alcohol.

They were about to face the powerful and incomparable power of the underworld, and they knew that this would most likely be eternal, so they let go of their stomachs and desperately ate Haisai; no matter what, they would be a full ghost so as not to starve after returning to heaven! They also thought that according to Qiao Mengchen's grotesque experience that was too many to count, maybe some divine beast Lingrui would come to help.

Who would have thought that there would be so many masters of group fights at once!

Haha, an army of 100,000 spirit beasts! Haha, wash your necks and wait first.

was overwhelmed with happiness, and in the cheers of the earth shaking and soaring into the sky, Qiao Mengchen came to the stage.

He stood proudly for a long time, and then bowed to everyone and the beast: "Thank you for giving Qiao a face! Now, dissolve on the spot! I just want to go alone!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and he was the only one who pondered.

Tianzi No. 1 madman!

The truth is always in the hands of a few.

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Overhead, the distant star remains the same, continuing to radiate its cosmopolitan zeal. Whether the blue planet on the back of the armored toad is good or bad will not change the original setting of the creator for this star field, just like this amphibian that has no desire and no hatred and travels entirely on instinct.