The moon and continent entrenched above the earth, at night, begin to reflect a faint white light, like a huge artificial celestial body.

It has been quite a while since the moon went from a ball to a piece of pie.

Once upon a time, many people thought they were hard to accept.

Those beautiful ancient poems, singing the praises of the moon, have truly become a swan song. And the moon has officially entered the museum of human history.

However, as time passed, many people realized that this was the case.

As long as you are still alive and the moon disappears or not, what does it matter?

After all, this is not the era of peace of the past, but an era of mystery. No matter how beautiful the art is, it must give way to survival, and no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it must also give way to the belly, and in the face of survival, it is of the greatest significance.

At this time, on the moon and land, there were two mysterious figures, one black and one white, talking.

The black figure shook his head and said, "Your pawn has failed." ”

"Expected." The white figure was not disappointed.

"It's just a pity that the pure heart jewel made by the saint." The black figure was a little regretful.

They took the risk to come down to do things for the saints, and although they did not fear for their lives, they were contaminated with doom for the future. For example, the plague god has a life-and-death enmity with many human powerhouses.

The things given by the saints are the first to save life.

The white figure said lightly: "What was given to him was just a projection." ”

"I see. No wonder you are so generous, hehe, you lied to another person. The black figure shook his head.

"No, I didn't. I just didn't tell him that only if the path was successful, he would be given the body of the orb. The white figure doesn't admit it.

The black figure sneered and said, "Hmph, these ignorant mortals, do you really think that the Heavenly Dao is so easy to touch?" Before we became gods, how many calamities did we endure, how many hardships did we endure, how many emotions and six desires did we break off, and how many hardships did we endure? They have only been cultivating for a few years, and they dare to expect this thing, which is really wishful thinking. ”

"This is their shortcoming, but also their strength, and because of this, they have been able to create such a vibrant world with thousands of years of civilization, with unlimited potential and an unpredictable future, but unfortunately they can only come here."

There was a hint of regret in the white figure's tone.

"In any case, finally let us find out a little bit of the details of this world Heavenly Dao, it seems that it is not easy to provoke, if it really fights head-on, all its power is stimulated, I am afraid that only those saints can be safe and sound, even if you and I are mortal, under the heavy blow of the destruction of heaven and earth in the upper realm, we are definitely not its opponents. Fortunately, the sage had already made a layout, so that this heavenly path could not operate as he wanted. ”

"Now the only people who can pry this heavenly path are their locals. We can't do it, as long as we come into direct contact, it will provoke the most violent counterattack. And just now, Hook has actually found a way to success, and now he only needs a person whose state of mind cultivation is deep enough to be comparable to a god, at least a native of the innate god level. ”

"There is a man who should be able to do it, but he is the opponent of the gods, and I always feel that the saints should kill him with one blow and use violent means, rather than keep him forever. That is bound to become a big problem for the henchmen. You know who I'm talking about. The black figure deliberately did not mention the other person's name.

"The sage is unparalleled in calculation, it will not be so simple. If they don't want to kill someone, it's that someone is still playing a key historical juncture that must be passed before they can be eliminated. This is the so-called way of the saints. The white figure said lightly.

Hearing this, the black figure said angrily: "Hmph, at that time, I'm afraid I will also be the object of their sacrifice." Although the gods have a long lifespan, except for a few innate gods, few can survive the five million years of tribulation. The reasons behind this are well known to all of us, but none of us dare to resist. Because everyone knows that there is no point in resisting, it is better to go with the flow, and there is a chance to reincarnate. ”

"This is also helpless, the saint wants to delay the extinction of heaven and earth, and he has no choice but to do it, not against a certain god." The white figure tried to plead.

"Hmph, if they are willing to sacrifice themselves, as long as there is one, this upper realm heaven and earth can last for at least 100 million years. Didn't the saint boast of forgetting himself and saying that he had always walked in accordance with the heavens? Then why don't you dare to sacrifice yourself in exchange for prolonging your life? The black figure said coldly.

When the white figure heard this, he immediately stopped talking, but his face was silent.

Other interests are all trivial, such as Taoism, noodles, if you lose, you will lose, and another game of chess will be. But when it comes to their own existence, how can they make concessions?

In the upper realm, the saint is the biggest overall situation, only others sacrifice for the overall situation, if they sacrifice, the overall situation does not exist.

As a congenital god, the moon god understands this truth very well, she is devoted to the door of a saint, or a descendant, and she understands the teacher's mind the most.

Other things, against the will of the saint, it's nothing, the other party won't care about you, anyway, the other party's blink of an eye, you may have been washed away by the years.

However, if they go against it in matters related to their own existence, the end will definitely be immediately dissolved, and there will be no more life.

The plague god is in another realm at this time, so he dares to make such a big statement, anyway, it is difficult for the saint to sense, unless he goes back to tell him.

It's just that he won't be this wicked person, after all, the gods have complained about this for a long time.

If he was still in the upper realm, he would not dare to say a word. At this moment, being able to say a sentence is already a great satisfaction and vent.

The white figure didn't defend anything, and that was exactly what it was. Originally, the way of nature was to sacrifice the weak and perfect the strong, and the saint did this, in fact, he walked with the sky.

It's just that as the eliminated party, who will be willing? Even if the gods see through everything, it is still impossible to face it calmly.

After all, if they hadn't been sacrificed by saints, they could have lived for hundreds of millions of years.

It's just that there is no way, there are only so many holy seats in the upper realm, and they have long been occupied; Unless they make mistakes themselves, how can latecomers have a chance to take the position?

This is the truth that the saints want to maintain a pool of stagnant water in the upper realm. Only unchanged can there be stability.

However, she naturally wouldn't say this to anyone.

Although other people can also see it, such as the chivalrous armor, they vaguely understand this.

It's not that the people in the upper realm are stupid, they are still spinning in place for tens of thousands of years, it's the people at the top who make them not smart.

The people of the earth are both sad and happy, and the sad thing is that no matter how good an individual is, he will not be immortal before. Happily, they still have this possibility in the future, and no one is suppressing it at the top, and every individual has the possibility of being on top.

The white figure didn't answer for a while, and the black figure knew that he had said something inappropriate, but he had suppressed it in his heart for too long, and it had become an obsession.

When I said it today, I felt a burst of joy.

As for cultivation and progress, that's nothing, he's just a doppelganger who can be sacrificed at any time, and there is no such way to progress.

He then said: "Let's not mention this matter for the time being, the future is long, this universe is incomparably vast, and it may not be their saints who are in charge." Everyone depends on their means. You just mentioned that you want to find someone who has cultivated enough state of mind, but I have an idea, but I just hope that the moon god can do me a favor in the future. ”

"If you can succeed, you should be rewarded." The white figure was a little surprised.

"I've been researching their human technology lately, and I've discovered one of the tricks." The black figure said with some smugness.

The white figure exclaimed: "I didn't expect that after the plague god went to the lower realm, he would be like a fish in water, it was really beyond the expectations of ordinary people, please come quickly, if you can control the heavenly path of this realm, it is very important to us." ”

"I'll tell you this." The plague god smiled slightly.