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readx; Hearing that there were more important things to do in the Heavenly Dao, the God Kings couldn't help but silence them all in order to listen to the Heavenly Dao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"600,000 years ago, Shambhala was indeed killed by us, but his death was conditional, and I still remember the sixteen-character proverb that sounded between heaven and earth when he died, do you know what this proverb is?" asked Tian Dao slowly.

The king of the gods looked dazed, as if he did not know what proverbs had appeared when Shambhala died.

Among them, the Emperor of Heaven bowed down and said: "Heavenly Dao, you also know that we are inferior to you in Dao power, Shambhala's proverbs when he was dying, I am afraid that we will not be able to spy on them, and that proverbs may only be known by Heavenly Dao!"

After a period of silence, the voice of Heavenly Dao came out: "The last sixteen words are Shambhala's prayer and his oath, and his is: Heaven and earth have no intention of winning or losing, and then we will fight again for 600,000 years!"

The faces of the gods changed slightly, although they couldn't hear what the sixteen words of Shambhala were when he was dying, but they all remembered very clearly, heaven and earth have been 600,000 years from the era of Shambhala to the era ruled by the Heavenly Dao at this moment, if the proverbs of Shambhala when he died were confirmed, then Shambhala's son, the boy who was no longer remembered by them, should have set off a great war against the era of Heavenly Dao's rule.

The cycle of heaven and earth, from the initial chaos separated by the gods, to the later war between the gods and the gods, to the battle between humans and ghosts, and then to the rise of the Shangri-La era, all the past has made every subsequent ruler clearly understand that no ruler can truly grow old with heaven and earth.

Except for the original Heaven and Earth Father, who fantasized about being able to rule the heavens and the earth forever, and thus cut off the spiritual veins that gave birth to the swamp and forced the primordial gods to no longer go out, the later rulers are probably only imagining the arrogance of the Heaven and Earth Father in their hearts, but they no longer dare to hope that the entire heaven and earth can be controlled in their hands forever like the Heaven and Earth Father.

The Great God Kings didn't know if the Heavenly Dao would want to grow old with the heavens and the earth, but they definitely felt in their hearts that the Heavenly Dao would always have a moment when it would be replaced by the powerhouses of the next era, but the time of 600,000 years was still short, they wouldn't, and the rule of the Heavenly Dao would be replaced by the incompetent son of another dead Shambhala in such a short period of time.

The Buddha God of time in the starry sky in the southern region couldn't help but open his hands, and then in the void in front of her, a thick holy book appeared, this is the "Shangri-La Year", Shangri-La Year, is the real history, he recorded one-tenth of the most important events in the Shangri-La era, compared with the Shangri-La history, other so-called historical records, but the followers did it randomly.

On the Wutong Rock, the voice of the Heavenly Dao was slightly angry: "Elf King God, you were under me just now, claiming that Shambhala is a generation of sages, and now in front of me, you are opening the holy scroll of Shangri-La, you seem to be disrespectful to me!"

With the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, between the shadows of the face, the golden thunder veins began to spread out again, as if the Heavenly Dao was questioning the heavens and the earth with great majesty.

The Elf King God stood up, bowed down to his waist, and said apologetically: "Heavenly Dao, please forgive me, I just remembered my sister! I originally thought that since I stepped into two camps, she and I would never meet again in the depths of my heart, but with the passage of time, especially in recent years, when I watched my naughty nephew disobey me like her, I suddenly found that I still couldn't let go of her completely, about this, please forgive me!"

The elf king god finished, in the void beside him, a lot of flowers suddenly appeared, one by one, floating on the top of the sky of 90 million miles, that is the emotion of the elf king god, if mortals have sadness, can turn sadness into tears, but she will be a wisp of sentimentality in her heart, into flowers scattered in the sky.

The Elven King God did not hide much from the Heavenly Dao, in fact, they - the Heavenly Dao Heavenly Emperor, the Elven King God, the Heavenly Immortal Realm Monarch, the Immortal Realm Monarch, the Hades King, etc., these heaven and earth controllers who lived in the peak of the sky, once upon a time, were also a group of children who fought side by side, they were like brothers and sisters on the surface or in their hearts, but after 600,000 years of looting, this group of children at the beginning, but there are only ten left today.

This is already a favor for them, in fact, other billions of worlds, hundreds of millions of living beings, have ceased to exist, their original intention, can stick to geometry?

The bluntness of the Elf King God is right, it may be inappropriate for others to come, but for her to come, it is just to preserve a wisp of her original intention that she once revealed 600,000 years ago, and she also regarded the way of heaven as her brother that day.

The thunder exploded suddenly, but it did not immediately kill the face shadow sky, but after a period of madness, it slowly subsided, and the heavenly dao on the Wutong Rock whispered: "Elf King God, you have disappointed me!"

The thunder stopped, that is, the way of heaven was no longer pursued, the elf king god opened his right hand, and the huge "Shangri-La Year" quickly turned in front of her, and time followed the pages of the book, regressing backwards year by year, and the memories of Shangri-La were pursued step by step.

In the end, "Shangri-La Year" stayed on a page 600,000 years ago, the elf king looked at the ancient words on the page, and remembered her nephew, 600,000 years have passed, these words are already a little rusty, but she doesn't know why her nephew can still remember so clearly.

"Shambhala's son's name is Arora, maybe it is the retribution of heaven and earth, heaven and earth gave Shambhala the most powerful power in the universe, but let his son Arora have a holy soul without a heart, Arora's holy soul has no heart, is a complete waste, Shambhala has heaven and earth, but let his son, without a heart...... Such a child, don't be 600,000 years from now, even if it was 600,000 years ago, we still won't care!" said the Elf King God with emotion as he translated the events in the holy scriptures.

She had just finished saying this, and "Shangri-La Year" began to turn automatically, and after a burst of page noise, "Shangri-La Year" stayed on another historical record.

"This child, as he grew older, gradually began to feel inferior, and all the people in heaven and earth felt that he would no longer have any future, but his father and mother always believed that he would not be like man, and they believed that this child would have the power to control heaven and earth like Shambhala.

"Shambhala always comforted him, the Holy Soul has no heart, the heaven and the earth are the heart, the reason why his Holy Soul does not have a heart like other people's Holy Souls is because his heart is too broad, and he needs to swallow the heaven and the earth in order to become his heart, in order to make sure that the child is right, Shambhala even mentioned a prophecy about him, and the prophecy actually ......"

The elven king was stunned, but she couldn't stop her voice, she raised her head, and with a trace of horror that had not appeared in 600,000 years, she looked at the huge sycamore rock above her head and the great god kings who were on an equal footing with her on the ridge of the top of the sky.

"What is the prophecy?"

"Elf King God, now that we are all noble God Kings, and there is the Heavenly Dao here at this moment, do you still need to panic?"

"Don't hesitate, you, what is in the prophecy?"

......

The god kings could feel the horror of the elf kings, and they asked the elves kings one after another, 600,000 years, they had long since lost the original copy of the "Shangri-La Year", if it weren't for the nostalgia of the past few years, the elf kings would not have brought this thing with them.

"In the prophecy, Shambhala felt that the reason why his son had no power was only because his own light blocked his light, and soon a strong man as strong as him would appear, and he would be willing to be the strong man for him to no longer stand in his way, and his son would go to heaven step by step from the lowest realm after he died for 600,000 years, and then his son would not only have power, but also understand the truth that the holy soul has no heart, and heaven and earth are the heart, and he will replace his enemies and unify heaven and earth......"

The Elven King God paused again, once she and them were so convinced that they had killed Shambhala and ended the great Shangri-La era, but now seeing the record in the "Shangri-La Year", the truth of everything seems to be not what they thought at the beginning.

"If the account in this year is correct, then Shambhala's death was not at our hands, but by a father's love for his son...... Is this true?" the Elf King couldn't help but laugh dumbly, although she was laughing, her face showed a sad look, her kind of expression, maybe only deep into her heart, can understand the taste.

"Presumptuous!" "Presumptuous!" In the sky, there was a shock, and the anger at this moment did not turn into thunder in the sky, but from the illusory face in the sky, the face was gloomy, so the whole sky was also gloomy, and it was the dignified Heavenly Dao who said this, how did he wish, his victory, was just an excuse in this inexplicable "Shangri-La Year"!

"And according to the "Shangri-La Year", Arora cried and shouted that Shambhala should not leave, and Shambhala looked at Arora's tears, and patted Arora's head He will not leave, as long as Arora is willing, his hand touches, Shambhala is still there, where he is in his arms, Shambhala is still there......"

The Elf King God muttered, suddenly raised his head and asked loudly towards Wutong Rock: "Heavenly Dao, was it right that we killed Shambhala in the first place, we saw his head rolling to the ground, and his Dao power evolved in the air, right, Shambhala is dead, and it is impossible for him to come back to life, right?"

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