The Fourth Immortal Emperor abdicated in favor of a new Emperor, a non-human Emperor, and at the same time the beginning of a new era, the beginning of the Primeval Emperor's era.

No one knew what had happened, but the Immortal Emperor left, and when he left, it was as if he had been severely injured.

Since then, the Heaven-Covering World has entered the era of the Ancient Emperor, but the undercurrent surging in it is completely different from the original.

"I still need to wait, waiting for a new era to come, to cross the red dust, and turn into a real immortal." An old man dressed in sackcloth crosses the world.

Fuxi, or Yuan Shi Tianzun, in a word, is such an existence.

Opening up the path of immortals, so as to become immortals, is still the mainstream of this era, after all, it is too unbelievable and difficult to become an immortal in the ninth generation.

On the contrary, although the immortal road is difficult to find, there is still a chance after all.

And twice open the immortal road, there is indeed a flow of long biomass, which prolongs the lifespan, so many emperors still choose to behead themselves, they are in the prime of life, but with old age, they gradually lose their courage and enterprising.

They were defeated by themselves, but this was originally the characteristic of the system of covering the sky, because the founder of this system was the one who became enlightened in the prime of life, and was invincible all the way, and so was the system created by nature.

A cultivator who can practice such an immortal path is indispensable in terms of talent, hard work, and tribulation, and even a bit of luck.

Therefore, it is really unimaginable how difficult this path is, compared to other paths, it is difficult to cultivate, intense, and tempered a lot, and it is not even possible to live forever. If it's not for the fact that the combat power is commendable enough, as far as the evolutionary path is concerned, it is actually not very good.

But this is also because he is subject to the difficulties of the Desolate Emperor's reality, and he must be like this, because only in this way can he have a chance.

After the abdication of the Immortal Emperor, the era of the primeval emperor officially began, and the origin began to become the mainstream of judging the various races, and the primeval emperor divided the clans into nine classes, upper, upper, upper, middle, middle, lower, lower

The bloodline began to become the mainstream, the former major sects began to evolve into families and holy places, and the real ancient clans began to appear.

All the races that have emperors are respected as royal families, and there is only one upper and upper class family in an era, and those who have given birth to ancient emperors are upper and middle second grades, and the scriptures and resources began to continue to monopolize, and the original great unification of the heavenly court and the three realms began to split.

Many star fields began to set up their own portals, the ancient races divided the ancient stars into ancestral lands, and the human races cut off contact with other star fields.

"In the battle of the strongest, the only meaning of the existence of the hometown is to provide a source of soldiers, not an endless number of people, but the kind of strong man who is enough to break through to the top, that is enough to influence the situation of the battle."

"Therefore, in this story, the vast majority of people are only supporting characters, and the purpose of their existence is like this, to provide motivation for those Tianjiao or become blood food."

"But why? Why it has to be so, and why it can't be changed. ”

The lonely Holy Body Ancestral Star, after the magnificent stone man left the immortal realm in the coffin, the breath of life became more and more intense, and the idea of the rotation of all beings made him more and more agile, but there was still a key point, a real key point.

And this key point has arrived.

A drop of blood fell along with the Endless Void and fell on the Eucharistic Ancestral Star, and that drop of blood crossed all barriers and landed on the stone statue, and the magnificent stone statue was stained with a little crimson.

"It's time to wake up, Taiyi."

The blood of Nirvana, the blood of Moro, the substance from the source of life, revived the God of Truth that transcends all things.

But this time is long, and it will be calculated in 10,000 years, but when the omniscient and all-powerful resurrects, the entire universe will usher in a true civilizational sublimation.

"Life has fallen too far behind, I need Moluo, we need Moluo, to lead him to progress and evolve." Beautiful voices, magnificent voices, souls sleeping in the darkness.

The great fluctuations are the sleeping minds communicating with the mirror, and the most powerful thing about Moro is its infinite energy that can provide the mirror with the energy to travel to a new universe.

And this big universe will help Mo Luo to evolve, so as to ensure that when Li Luo is all condensed into one, he will have enough strength to subvert the entire battle situation.

"Enemies, mighty enemies, endless enemies."

In the thoughts left by the Emperor of the Wasteland, Shenluo saw those brutal battles, and every strength was precious and necessary.

"He needs my help."

Shenluo's mind fell silent again, Shenluo has the potential to grow into a supreme powerhouse, and now it has reached the level of the Emperor Light Immortal King, and the next step will be to become a quasi-immortal emperor.

Emperor Huangtian witnessed Taiyi I transform into a battle immortal, and the emperor raised the sect to ascend to the red dust and become an immortal, but it was still too slow, so he set his eyes on Shenluo's body, the immortal king who surrounded the emperor's light.

Especially Taiyi's thing. Divine horses and precious things!

And at this moment, being confined to the inside of the Big Dipper, Moro is indulging in Xianle, which is the supreme enjoyment, but when Moro gets used to it, he will wake up and continue to be a trouble.

What civilization evolved? What self-revolution? Then dance, then play. Little Moro is all about having fun in time and being a happy Smurf.

The Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged, observing Moro's way of life, hoping to get some clues from it that would allow her to live a new life.

"After experiencing nine Nirvana, the tenth Nirvana will become a true immortal."

"This is the benefit of the immortal blood flowing in my body, and Moro is able to give it to me. Vomit."

Just as the Immortal Emperor was deducing, she suddenly felt a burst of retching, and her entire body was surging with endless energy, making her whole person glow.

"It's."

A new life was born in her womb, a young phoenix egg, surging with boundless vitality.

She looked up, only to see Moro looking smug, staring at her abdomen.

As soon as the thought turned, the Immortal Emperor's face turned pale in an instant, because she suddenly realized that she had done a very wrong thing, that is, thinking about the transformation and rebirth of life in the primordial life fetus formed by Moluo, which caused Moluo to give her a child.

The first thought on the mind of the Immortal Emperor was to kill the child, but at the moment when this idea was born, the entire primordial sea began to surge.

As the primordial fetal sea, the last thing he can bear is to kill life.

The angry Moluo puffed up infinite power, and the entire universe seemed to be able to hear the sound of the surging tides, and the Immortal Emperor spread his wings and was about to fly, and in the midst of the shadows, a grand idea suddenly fell, sweeping away the entire Moluo, bringing it into another world.

I'm too busy at the moment, so let's see if I can add more when we enter December.

(End of chapter)