This story about the Huaxia clan and the Xiuzhen civilization kept echoing in Ye Mu's mind.

Those once tragic, great, hateful, and bloody people and things made Ye Mu's heart feel endlessly shocked.

Sometimes he gritted his teeth, remembering the old people in his eyes, and sometimes he was grief-stricken, and the majestic murderous spirit rose to the sky!

Although tens of millions of years have passed since that story, the bones of those people have been mercilessly buried by time and turned into dust and no longer exist. But in this silent night at this time, Ye Mu looked up at the endless starry sky, but he still seemed to be able to hear their angry roars.

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At the beginning of the era, the human race rose and gradually developed cultivation, fantasy, technology, and other subsidiary civilizations.

Led by the Xiuzhen civilization established by the Huaxia clan, the entire human race flourished, covering almost the entire universe, and it took hundreds of millions of years for the human race to finally become the uncrowned king of this cosmic era.

However, in a hidden corner of the universe, the Void Dragon Clan also woke up at this time, gave birth to a soul for the seventeenth time, and began to devour the energy of the planet, stepping into the eternal realm step by step again.

The soul of the eternal realm can understand the heavens and the earth, and all things in the universe are well understood, and even the root nature of the universe is well understood!

In just an instant, Long Seventeen opened the Huigen, understood the laws of heaven and earth, and naturally knew the existence of golden thunder.

Knowing that his soul was about to be annihilated by the golden thunder, Dragon Seventeen, in order to ensure the continuation of the soul of the Void Dragon Clan, immediately decided to destroy the world, as in previous eras.

It directly entered the human world, raging the starry sky with its invincible body, starting a bloody killing, and countless intelligent civilizations were instantly turned into powder by it.

The three major civilizations are naturally also the target of Dragon Seventeen, and under the power of the Void Dragon Clan, the human race continues to suffer heavy losses, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before it perishes.

But the human race has never been willing to bow to fate, and at the critical moment, hundreds of billions of high-level monks of the Xiuzhen civilization sacrificed with blood, opened the small universe, and "locked" the Void Dragon Clan, and finally the Terran survived.

Although Dragon Seventeen took the initiative to enter the small universe in order to avoid the golden thunder, it did make the Terran the first race ever to survive under the hands of the Void Dragons.

In just a few hundred years, the Void Dragon Clan has ravaged the starry sky, causing heavy losses to the Fantasy Civilization and the Technological Civilization, and its strength has plummeted.

But the worst thing is the cultivation of civilization.

The combat effectiveness of the cultivators is already stronger than the other two major civilizations, and they are the vanguard against the Void Dragon Clan, and for hundreds of years, the cultivators on the front line have already been killed and wounded, and there is not one out of ten.

And in the end, there were hundreds of billions of monks who sacrificed their blood to the sky, and the number of cultivators dropped sharply again, and the strength of the cultivation civilization was at the lowest point in history.

The cultivators imprisoned the "Primordial Evil Dragon" in the small universe, thinking that they could get a chance to breathe and rise again after recuperation. But what I never expected was that I had just repelled a strong enemy, and I didn't expect to usher in a companion's butcher's knife!

The Fantasy Civilization and the Technological Civilization actually joined forces at this time, and suddenly set off a massacre against the Xiuzhen Civilization!

The Xiuzhen civilization has just suffered a heavy blow, extremely weak, and there is not one in the hundred, although it is full of resentment, but in the face of the two joining forces, there is no chance of winning at all, and the clansmen have been killed and injured by trillions of people under the defeat and retreat, and only a very small number of people have successfully fled to the depths of the universe with the power of Xiuzhen.

With the seeds of hatred, they rushed in the starry sky for tens of thousands of years before they got rid of the pursuers of the two major civilizations of science and technology and fantasy, and finally found a secluded star field to settle down.

They named this star field, Central Plains!

Next, there was tens of millions of years of calm, and in this Central Plains Star Domain, where materials were scarce, the Xiuzhen civilization finally got a chance to breathe.

But the good times didn't last long, and the technological civilization and fantasy civilization that were expanding wildly in the universe finally discovered them.

Eight thousand four hundred years ago, trillions of enemies suddenly appeared, encircling the entire Central Plains Star Domain.

The dense intelligent robots carried countless space splitting cannons and star-bombing bombs to launch a suicidal attack on the Xiuzhen civilization, and the beast spirit masters of the fantasy civilization also summoned tens of millions of ancient giant beasts, stepping on the void, destroying countless stars along the way, with only bloodthirsty killing in their eyes.

In this battle, the scientific and technological civilization and the fantasy civilization are bound to win, and they want to wipe out the entire Xiuzhen civilization in one fell swoop, wipe out the Huaxia clan into dust, and let it completely withdraw from the stage of history.

Leave no trace behind!

At this time, in front of the Xiuzhen civilization were countless alien races, and their population was only 100 billion at this time, and they could not see any hope of victory at all.

After tens of millions of years, but still unable to avoid the scourge of extinction, what kind of despair and unwillingness did they feel at that time?

But they did not flinch at all, but firmly raised their swords in their hands, roared angrily, and moths struck at the enemy like a tide.

All this because they have no choice but to kill!

Only by fighting a bloody path can the Huaxia clan retain some fire.

The Huaxia clan was once the overlord of the universe, how could it be extinct?

No monk was willing to bow down to such a fate, and—

Kill, kill, kill!

Survive by killing, live by death!

If they fall into a desperate situation, they will be reborn from the desperate situation!

What kind of fighting spirit and spirit is this!?

The space was divided, the light and shadow were intertwined, and the decisive battle of the three human civilizations suddenly broke out, and countless stars that existed in the ancient times suddenly turned into weeds on the side of the road, losing all sense of existence, being easily trampled and exploded.

In the melee of these high-level cultivators, cutting-edge technological weapons, and top-level beast spirit masters, time and space have lost their meaning.

The universe is my battlefield, and the stars are the fireworks I ignite.

Mo Changsheng led the Sword Pavilion monks straight to the front line, sacrificing their lives in hand-to-hand combat, and the ancient giant beasts summoned by the beast spirit masters were cut into two pieces by one of their swords, and the blood rain spread across the universe, forming a river of Shura blood with no end in sight;

Li Qingyun traveled through the entire Central Plains Star Domain, and single-handedly laid out a Ten Thousand Tribulation Killing Array, countless intelligent robots and space warships were directly melted by the thunder, turned into molten iron, and condensed into a giant neutron star in the void, and the terrifying gravitational force continued to generate black holes around.

The body refining cultivators directly connected with the intelligent robots and dragon warriors in close combat, and crushed them under the bombardment of the space splitting cannon and the fighting spirit;

The god refining powerhouses of the Heavenly Mind Realm even sacrificed the Yang God, directly attacking the rear of the alien race, harvesting the fragile life of the beast spirit master.

The entire Central Plains Star Domain was ignited by the flames of war, and it instantly became a Senluo ghost.

The gods in the eyes of countless mortals have fallen in this melee. At that time, most of the best of the human races in the entire universe were minced by the meat grinder formed by the Central Plains Star Domain.

This war is more magnificent and domineering than the picture shown in any movie, and it is more cruel and bloody.

No matter whether you are a cultivator who has survived for tens of millions of years, or a noble beast spirit master, you can't control your fate here.

There is no space in the direction, it is really worthy of life and death!

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"I really can't cross 10,000 years to fight side by side with my predecessors!"

Ye Mu looked up at the starry sky and muttered to himself, his body trembling with excitement.

The picture unfolding in his mind from Mo Changsheng's perspective was vivid and immersive, and Ye Mu seemed to be able to feel the temperature of those monks' blood at this moment.

In order to continue the fire of the Huaxia clan, their complicated feelings of blood boiling, despair and unwillingness, and sacrificing their lives at that time, Ye Mu, as a Huaxia clan, can empathize too much.

At some point, the corners of his eyes were already a little moist.

"It's a pity... At last...... Still defeated......"