The heart of civilization is the cradle of civilization and a tomb. In it, countless civilizations were buried, and countless civilizations were born.

The bright light is permeating, it is the light of civilization, countless flames are fluttering one by one, bright and gray, all revolving around the heart of civilization.

As the immortal ship approached the ranks of various civilizations, wisps of strange light surged, it was the light of civilization.

On the immortal boat, Qin Tiange's eyes were confused, and in a trance, he was brought into an incomparably vast world with a ray of light of civilization.

There, civilizations flourished and declined, and countless civilizations were born, became strong and then declined.

It's like a reincarnation, a reincarnation of civilization, endless, as if it never ends.

He saw an incomparably powerful civilization, dominating the galaxy, and being a supreme overlord-level civilization.

It's a pity that in the end, it still came to an end, the end of civilization, and only a small cluster of the strongest remained, which is equivalent to the complete destruction of the race and civilization.

"People are born, old, sick and die, and civilizations rise and fall, so can everything in the world escape reincarnation?"

There was a murmur in Qin Tiange's consciousness, and one by one ancient and vast pictures, lit up with a ray of civilization light, constantly flashed in the sea of knowledge.

He was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, as if he was a bystander, seeing one civilization after another from scratch and finally going out.

The ancient and powerful races, the terrifying starry sky overlord-level civilization, all went to the terminal and completely collapsed.

The immortal ship, constantly advancing, a ray of civilization light sprinkled, bathed in these strange lights, everyone couldn't help but be immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Some of the shining light of civilization is sprinkled, allowing people to see the incomparably prosperous civilization and race.

And some dim light falls, but people see a scene of death and decay, the collapse of civilization, the destruction of races, all kinds of things.

In short, as the major civilization teams of all ethnic groups approached the heart of civilization, they passed through the layers of civilization fires and saw countless shocking scenes.

It is the information record of civilization, that kind of picture, which records the beginning and end of countless civilizations.

Zizizi...

At this time, in Qin Tiange's heart, endless calamities were constantly tumbling and roaring, and they were wearing down his heart.

This is a calamity from the human race, endless, and it is becoming more and more ferocious, as if it wants to completely erase Qin Tiange's heart.

That mind, however, has always remained sober, unmoved, firm in its beliefs, unwavering, and unyielding.

"My heart is eternal, and it is hard to fathom..."

A voice full of determination came from his heart, it was the most determined voice from Qin Tiange.

The voice of the mind pierced through the void of time and space, shook the body, and shook the power of the calamity.

This strange sight seems to be pregnant with a terrible thing in the heart, attracting the power of infinite calamity to wear it down.

I saw that in the heart of civilization, wisps of brilliance suddenly fell from the fire of civilization, some were bright like the brilliant sun, some were dim like the cold moon, one life and one death, two completely different brilliance sprinkled.

Outside of Qin Tiange's body, he gradually absorbed these rays of light independently, and the rays from civilization were constantly intertwined and converged.

Gradually, Qin Tiange's body was shrouded in a layer of civilization brilliance, half brilliant and flawless, half cold and silent.

The light of the two civilizations was entangled with each other, constantly intertwined, and was attracted by Qin Tiange's body.

No one can see the strange scene, because everyone who enters here is immersed in the magnificent picture of the rise and fall of civilization.

No one knew that Qin Tiange had actually absorbed the light of civilization on his own, forming a layer of hazy brilliance outside his body.

Half brilliant, half cold, they were actually entangled with each other, and gradually invaded Qin Tiange's body.

This light of civilization broke through the barrier of the infinite calamity power of the heart in the body and poured directly into the heart.

Rumble!

In an instant, the heart erupted with a violent beat, the force was incomparably strong, and terrifying blood gushed out.

Those gray blood, with a hint of ferocity and rage, swept through the whole body like a stormy wave.

The blood was viscous, like a slurry flowing out of chaos, sweeping through the body with the power of annihilation, sweeping countless cells, shaking each cell more and more transparently.

Boom!

I saw a strange sonorous sound in my heart, as if from a distant time ago, the ancestors of mankind began to light the fire, passed on from generation to generation.

The flame was ignited, with the breath of civilization, and it was continuously passed down, collecting and praising countless wisdom fires belonging to the ancient human race, which will never be extinguished.

The fire is the spark of civilization and the fire of civilization. From the moment the human ancestors began to derive the flame of civilization, they had already started an ancient and powerful human civilization.

Where this flame came from is unknown, but it contains a kind of civilization.

In Qin Tiange's heart, he strangely absorbed the light of civilization emitted by the heart of civilization outside.

The flames of civilization, constantly sprinkling sporadic sparks, converged, and were instinctively gathered in Qin Tiange's heart and inhaled into it.

Absorbing these little sparks, Qin Tiange's heart suddenly gathered a little spark.

It was a faint spark, flickering and flickering, constantly glowing in the darkness.

Rumble!

Suddenly, above the heart of civilization, dense flames suddenly swayed, separating wisps of strange flames and pouring into Qin Tiange's body.

When the light of countless civilizations converged, the point became brighter and brighter, and finally exploded with a thud, turning into a small flame.

The fire of civilization!

It was a fire of civilization, Qin Tiange actually planted a fire in his heart, gathered with countless lights of civilization, experienced the power of infinite calamity to block and practice, and finally converged into a fire of civilization.

It was a wisp of fire, swaying in the heart, constantly burning, exuding the breath of civilization.

Amazement!

Qin Tiange actually derived a fire of civilization in his heart, which was incredible and shocking.

With the spawning of this fire of civilization, it continued to burn in the heart, and it actually absorbed the power of calamity outside the heart and used it as fuel.

The flame flickered, bright and uncertain, and a small flame was brilliant and flawless, revealing an incomparably holy atmosphere.

The fire of civilization burned, and immediately engulfed the endless power of calamity outside the heart, and the fire spread and raged.

Bang...

The heart shook, the endless calamity wrapped in the outside, the robbery surged and roared, but it was ignited by a trace of strange flames.

The power of calamity burned, turned into raging flames, burned continuously, and finally became uncontrollable.

"The Flame of Civilization?"

At the same time, Qin Tiange woke up from that wonderful artistic conception and was stunned to find that the changes in his heart had been surrounded by endless calamities.

But now, the power of those calamities has completely burned, turning into nourishment and igniting flames, converging into a sea of fire, completely enveloping the heart.

In the heart, the surging power of luck fell into it like gasoline, forming a monstrous fire on the spot.

The fire burned, swept through the whole body, and suddenly reflected Qin Tiange's body transparently, his bones, internal and external organs, inside and out.

The fire of civilization actually washed his body, and then rolled back all at once, poured into his heart, and gradually turned into wisps of holy flames.

Qin Tiange was confused, stunned, he unconsciously condensed a fire of civilization.

"How did I condense a fire of civilization?" Qin Tiange looked surprised and kept recalling, but unfortunately he didn't have any memory.

He looked around, and the endless light of civilization was sprinkled, and wisps of sparks splashed in, constantly converging in his body.

Seeing this, Qin Tiange suddenly realized that he had absorbed the fire of civilization here, thus igniting the endless power of calamity in his heart and turning it into the fire of civilization.

Moreover, as the fire of civilization was ignited, a small tributary immediately branched out in the long river of luck and poured directly into the fire of civilization, as if it was used as fuel to continuously feed this strange flame.

Luck is the nourishment, and the calamity is the fuel, and the two burn and turn into a fire of civilization, which will never be extinguished.

"My Emperor, quick, absorb those dim fires of civilization..."

At this time, an anxious voice came, coming from the darkness into his heart, making Qin Tiange suddenly shocked.

It was the voice of the prophet, and then I realized that everything was done by the prophet who was secretly helping him.

Thinking of this, Qin Tiange instinctively opened his mouth, and a rumbling terrifying suction burst out, devouring the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, above the void, the gray flames of civilization suddenly trembled, and they were directly cut down under the action of a mysterious force.

One after another, the dim flames of civilization continued to converge and were swallowed into Qin Tiange's body.

These fires of civilization, with the breath of death and decadence, were swallowed alive by Qin Tiange, and constantly integrated into the fire of civilization in his heart.

Death is not terrible, sometimes death represents a new life, such as a civilization gradually waking up from the ruins of death, igniting the fire of civilization again, and continuing to inherit and develop.

The ruins of death actually contain some kind of peculiar vitality, and the dim flames of civilization represent the decay and death of civilizations.

However, Qin Tiange, with the mysterious help of the prophet, stole the fire of civilization here, those that had decayed and died.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qin Tiange's expression froze, and he suddenly sensed a powerful aura, which was a space-time level ideological aura fluctuation.

"Prophet, disconnect!"

Qin Tiange's heart was furious, and he immediately disconnected that power, and the dense flames that were originally pouring down were swallowed by him at once, and then he closed his eyes and fell into an obscurantist consciousness.

The next moment, a strong and domineering intent swept here, a powerful intent from the time and space level, over and over again, as if looking for something.

"Strange..."

A murmur came from the endless plane, with a hint of doubt.