Volume 1 Last Night's Stars Are Just Like You Prologue The Battle of the Apocalypse

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The 10,000th year of the Apocalypse is the year of the end of the world, the year of creation, the year of destruction, the year of rebirth, the year of the rise of the human race, and the year of the struggle of all races!

That year, the bright glow reflected the sky, and the blue fog was heavy and cold. The Quartet Continent, flesh and blood.

That year, 100 million zombies, entrenched on the other side of the ocean, the four ancestors of zombies, Yinggou, Houqing, Drought, and generals were arrogant and vowed to destroy the human race. Countless catastrophic monsters, occupying mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp.

In that year, all races descended on the earth, and the Naga race, the elf race, the god race, the dragon race, the beast race, the ghost race, and all kinds of races appeared in the human world, and the good and evil were intertwined, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

That year, tens of millions of small worlds merged with the home planet, the Valoran Continent, the One Piece World, and the three thousand small worlds merged into one furnace, heroes stacked up, and heroes emerged one after another.

In that year, the saints of the human race led the last human race after the catastrophe to defeat all the races! The first war was stopped, the reincarnation of the Dingding, the human race was clear, and the world was peaceful.

At the beginning of the war, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the sun and the moon collapsed!

In the Chinese mainland, there are Confucian saints, one sleeve is broken, the chest is full of mighty energy, the heaven and the earth, the ghosts and gods, with the body of one person, retreat from the soldiers of all races.

At the head of the tide of the East China Sea, the Confucian saint first killed the ancestor of the ghost clan, and then slayed the dragon of the dragon world.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous are endowed with popularity. The sun and the moon rise above, and the mountains and rivers cover the bottom. How can our human race be enslaved for you? ”

"My generation of scholars has established a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a continuation of learning for the saints, and peace for all generations. May I die and seek a lifetime. ”

"I am immortal in China. Rather in the rain, sing to death! Don't go to live under the fence! ”

In the smoke and rain, the Confucian saint stepped on the head of the heavenly dragon under his feet, holding the book of sages in his hand, and the mighty spirit lasted forever.

There is a Wudang Taoist with boundless mana, swallowing the sun and the moon with one hand and grasping the universe with the other. Outside Hangu Pass, one gas and three clears, and the three gods of the heavenly realm are fiercely fighting.

"Wu, Guo Yong; When, timely also; The sword is chivalrous and righteous, and the gentleman who collects the sword is benevolent, which is for my Wudang. ”

"My human race is self-reliant, and it has also been stormy, after all, it is the way of heaven that is unkind, impermanent and lacking!"

The Taoist caresses his beard, not sad or happy.

"Is there a deficiency in the Heavenly Dao? Poor road to make up! ”

The Taoist first fought the three gods of the heavenly realm, and then fought the demon lord of the demon realm, and he was angry with Kunlun and shook the rivers and mountains with one hand.

At that time, the gods summoned 30,000 meteorites, and the 30,000 meteorites descended like a natural disaster, which was enough to destroy a living being.

Taoist, hold it with one hand.

In a flash, the meteorite fell above the celestial realm, killing millions of gods.

The long yellow sand swept away, between heaven and earth, the Taoist sat cross-legged, and took the body as a monument.

In front of him, millions of corpses were ambushed.

After his birth, the prosperous world was peaceful.

There is a great monk whose heart is like glass and his body is like Bodhi. Go to hell alone empty-handed, and kill the king of Hades without injury in a hundred battles!

"Poor monks don't fast, don't chant Buddha, don't practice meditation, don't chant sutras, don't worship Buddha, don't pity sentient beings, and don't bow their eyebrows."

"Only, raise the knife and slaughter the dogs!"

Hades has no way, and he takes his life!

King Kong is angry, why should he lower his eyebrows?

That year, there was the Valoran Continent, and countless heroes drew their swords to help.

An emerald green straight-edged sword fell in the sky, a sword light was cold for hundreds of millions of miles, and the sword light bloomed in nineteen states.

The sword waved through the void, condensed but not dispersed, the world was white, and the world did not see the night, thinking it was a miracle.

The swordsman looked up, and the strange goggles flashed with awe-inspiring sword intent.

"My name is easy, and the Infinite Sword Saint is also."

"I am a Wuji Sword Saint, sharpening my sword for half a life, seeking Tai Chi with Wuji, once cutting love silk with a sword, and also taking people's heads with a sword; Zeng sword from the south sky, also once sword cold sea. After countless years, in the end, I am willing to cut down a prosperous peace for the sake of this splendid mountain and river. ”

"You wait for the Void Monster, open your eyes, and watch it!"

Behind the Juggernaut, two armored warriors came side by side.

In Zhao Xin's hand, the seven-foot spear is a gentian, and a little cold mangs arrive first, and then the gun comes out like a dragon!

"In the battle, there is death and no life."

Jiawen IV wore golden armor and broke through the sky.

"Those who commit crimes in this world will be punished even if they are far away!"

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That year, heroes from all walks of life gathered in the world, fighting vigorously and dying vigorously.

After all, the Terrans stand tall and repeat their former glory.

30,000 years, like flowing water over the knees.

And now, the apocalypse is 40,000 years.

Also, 40,000 years after the end of the world!

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