On April 10, XXXX, it was a day that changed the fate of the entire human race, a day that turned the catastrophe of humanity. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis day will forever be recorded in the history books.

Because on this day, a hand appeared that could change fate.

And who exactly this hand is still a mystery.

――――"Remembering History, Walking into the Catastrophe"

At 3 a.m. on April 10, XXXX, a closed room beneath a dilapidated building was still as bright as daylight.

The room is not big, but it is crowded with cultivators, and even the ceiling is upside down or there are a few cultivators lying on their stomachs, so it is more convenient for ghost cultivation, which is enough to have a slight place to show the head, or as thin as a piece of paper squeezed into any space.

It's such a crowded place, but at the front, there is still a small space, because in front are the few remaining elders of the alliance, and there are three leaders of the younger generation who have recently risen - Dream Calculation, Little Fat Ball, and Ning Wenhou.

The faces of every cultivator present were serious and their brows were tightly locked.

The atmosphere of the scene was also terrifyingly silent.

It was the little fat ball that broke this atmosphere, because of the baptism of war, he retreated from immaturity, and the original chubby face became a resolute national face.

"Since everyone doesn't say it, I'll talk about it first." Xiao Chubby Ball stood up and said heavily, "We are now facing the most serious situation, and the cultivators in each group have suffered heavy injuries. At this time, we need everyone's efforts to come up with advice, and the lips are cold and the teeth are dead. ”

"We also know that the lips are cold and the teeth are dead. So what, we've done our best. However, they are tired of dealing with all the weird stuff that comes out of them. There are also resources, although we have taken a lot of things from the different dimensional space, but there is not much left after these few fights. Next, how should we fight? What to fight? A cultivator who was sticking to the wall said excitedly and helplessly.

The cultivator's words sparked a public debate among the cultivators.

"That's right. All the resources of our group are gone now, all the resources you gave, our own, all are gone. A woman's voice rang out.

"So do we."

"And our group."

"The evil cultivator has produced a new cultivator of the opposite sex."

……

The scene got out of hand.

It was at this time that the unexpected appeared.

A large hand suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The cultivators who come here are the heads of each group and know each other.

Suddenly, an arm appeared.

Naturally, they all sensed it at the first time.

Although they were noisy before, the appearance of foreign enemies still made them stop arguing for the first time, and they all aimed at that hand vigilantly.

Who's this?

Could it be an evil cultivator? They've been able to touch it yet?

But none of them moved, just waiting for an order from above.

"Don't do it, it's your own people." The right hand hurriedly spoke.

"Which group?" Ning Wenhou asked calmly, "Why haven't I seen you?" ”

Now most of the cultivators have been co-opted, and they often move around in groups, although I can't say that I remember them, but at least they are familiar.

"Are you Ning Wenhou?" The right hand turned to his side and "looked" at him, much like the future self said that he needed special attention.

"Yes. But everybody knows me here, and that doesn't mean much. Ning Wenhou said, he is now the leader of the younger generation in the alliance, and he knows that he is normal.

"Heh, it's quite arrogant." The right hand had a heart blow to him and said, "I am ...... Oh, you have to hold on when I say it. ”