A little green mang, piercing the canopy of the sky, like a cyan thunderbolt, blazing, directly slashed towards the quasi-saint phantom.

"Well, this bronze halberd... It's the time for a cup of tea?!"

The quasi-holy phantom sacrificed the Ten Thousand Soul Mirror, blocking the bronze halberd, and with a click, a soft sound came from the Ten Thousand Spirit Mirror, and a wisp of blood was like a bone appendage, splitting the mirror in two, as if it had been broken from it.

"A quasi-saint, attack and kill the emperor of our clan, damn it!"

The voice was indifferent, full of murder and iron blood, a figure stepped through the sky, and a peerless goddess descended from the sky, like a majestic mountain, incomparably heroic.

Her hair was flying, heroic, silver armor tightly wrapped around her body, her bumpy figure amazed the eyes of the world, and a faint glint appeared between her eyebrows.

It is one of the three ancestors of the human race, a generation of Valkyries, the Tieyi clan!

"The life of the human emperor can't protect you for a lifetime after all!" The quasi-saint phantom glanced at Li Lin coldly, put aside a sentence, and immediately turned around and left, without entanglement with the Yuyi clan.

"Gone?" "Gone?" The Yi clan held a bronze halberd, among the rusty stains, there was a faint blue light, and the halberd was sharp and cold, and with a slight stroke, it cut through the void and cut off the sky.

The Yi clan stretched out his slender palm, which was as crystal as white jade, and grabbed it towards the void, his face slightly gloomy: "It's really gone, and there is not even a wisp of breath left." ”

At this moment, a little spark bloomed, brilliant and dazzling, and even the divine brilliance of the silver moon was obscured, as brilliant as the sun.

One of the three ancestors of the human race, there is the Chao clan!

"The quasi-saint powerhouse, at least one corpse has been beheaded, and the connection with heaven and earth is much stronger than ours. "Suiren said.

"There is another spiritual treasure in the hand of this quasi-saint, and even my cage can be freed. An old man appeared after the Suiren clan, holding a tattered wooden cage in his hand, and his words were crossed, "Still, he himself should not be happy!"

"Whew!"

The quasi-saint phantom left, Li Lin breathed a long sigh of relief, his mind relaxed, his whole body ached, and a feeling of exhaustion faintly came, drowsy.

"Meet the Ancestors!"

Li Lin bit the tip of his tongue, took out the feeling of lethargy in his mind, and stepped forward to salute respectfully.

"No need to be polite. The Suiren clan nodded slightly and said, "I see that your face is not good, so go and rest quickly." After this battle, the Seven Kings fell, each of them is comparable to Da Luo, thinking that the demon clan and the hundred clans are distressed enough, and they are stable enough for a while. ”

Li Lin ordered the cabinet ministers to greet the three ancestors, bow down, return to the palace, and recuperate.

"Quasi-saint, contaminated with a holy word, really can't be measured with common sense. "Void Spirit Palace, the aura is like a tide, the corner of Li Lin's mouth is bleeding, his whole body is shocked, and a golden mana, like a golden arrow, shoots out, piercing the void and dissipating into the invisible.

"I used almost half of my hole cards, but I still wasn't an opponent, and I'm worried that he would still be able to play with all his might, if it wasn't for the timely appearance of the Ancestor of the Clothed Clothes, I'm afraid it would ...... However, after this battle, I killed the Eight Great Luos, and fought the quasi-saint without defeat, and my authority was initially established. ”

Such a thought was fleeting in Li Lin's mind, and he closed his eyes again, using his mana, repairing his wounded body, and nourishing his mind.

A few days later, Li Lin opened his eyes and flickered brilliantly, at this time, the three ancestors of the human race had not yet left, and they were meditating with their eyes closed in the hall arranged by the cabinet ministers.

Hearing that Li Lin was out of the customs, he showed up to see him, told him many reasons, and asked him to prepare.

"Li Lin, there are some things that should be known to you. The Suiren clan sighed and asked: "At the end of antiquity, at the beginning of the Middle Ages, the three emperors ruled the world, and the five emperors set the crown, establishing the status of the leader of our human race. Do you know how long each of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors reigned?"

Li Lin recalled for a moment and said uncertainly: "It seems that more than a hundred years,"

"Yes, one hundred and twenty years! Each one is one hundred and twenty years! Eight human emperors are nine hundred and sixty years!" said the Suiren clan heavily, "These nearly a thousand years are the most prosperous time for the human race! ”

"Each one is one hundred and twenty years, could it be that there is a reason for this?" Li Lin frowned slightly.

"Back then, Kongtong Yin was born, which was not only a treasure inherited by the human race, but also a superb innate spiritual treasure, which attracted the coveted of the monks of the Honghuang Wilderness. The Lich Hundred Races, the great power of the wilderness, have fought one after another, which has led to a battle for the survival of the human race. ”

The Suiren paused and said, "You should also know the result." In that battle, the Terrans won with great difficulty, repelled the Lich Hundred Clans, and established the status of the forest of powerful clans in the wilderness, but because of this, the Kongtong Seal was knocked down into the depths of the void and disappeared. ”

"After the Lich War, the hundred tribes retreated, Fu Xi comprehended the innate gossip, understood the truth of heaven and earth, jumped out of the long river of fate, achieved the peak of life and soul, and became the co-master of the human race..."

Decades later, Fuxi melted the two souls of heaven and earth, based on self-oriented and innate gossip, opened up a small world, and became a peerless power comparable to a quasi-saint, leading the human race to dominate the flood and famine. ”

"One hundred and twenty years after Kongtong Yin recognized the Lord, all the saints descended, took the heavens on his journey, took Fuxi as the emperor, entered the Huoyun Cave, and suppressed the luck of the human race...... In this way, one hundred and twenty years is the cycle. ”

"And what happened later?" Li Lin asked as he listened carefully.

"Later, then the Kongtong seal disappeared until you appeared... The battle between the human emperor and the emperor is not only because of the proposal of the saints, but also for the internal stability of the human race, because a golden world belonging to the human race will appear after the gods. ”

"However, to our surprise, the Kongtong seal has reappeared and confessed to you. The Suiren Clan said seriously, "This is something that we and even the saints have never thought of. ”

"I didn't expect that. Then the last time I dreamed back to the ancients, I'm afraid it was also done by the saints, right?" Li Lin smiled bitterly, and then asked about something.

The Suiren clan nodded heavily, his voice low and full of unwillingness, "The saint is too strong, incredibly powerful. Inheriting the treasure and mastering the luck of the human race is a variable for the saint..."

"Don't worry, though. You have to be recognized by the Kongtong seal, and you have the promise of all the saints in front of you, and the position of the emperor of the people is justified! It's just that after that..."

"Ancestor, rest assured, one hundred and twenty years later, I should be fearless of quasi-saints!"

Li Lin said solemnly, he had confidence in his heart, because his method of casting the Heavenly Court was different from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and there was no need to enter the Huoyun Cave like them and suppress the luck of the human race.

Even if Kongtong Yin left at that time, as long as he did not abdicate, the human emperor of the Ming Dynasty would only be him! The only thing to worry about was whether the saints would intervene?!

Seeing Li Lin so confident, the three ancestors of the human race didn't say much, one hundred and twenty years, compared to the flood famine, it was only a moment, but for mortals, it was a lifetime.

The three ancestors of the human race let Li Lin focus on cultivation, Shenzhou returned, the luck of heaven and earth deepened, and a golden world was coming.

The Lich Hundred Races seem to be aware of this, so they will revive now and want to rise, but the times have long changed, the period of the Lich has long passed, the glory of antiquity has become a thing of the past, and now it is the human race that is all over the land, dominating the desolation!

One step is slow, one step is slow! Not to mention more than one step slower!

"The Golden World, a hundred schools of thought?"

Li Lin was thoughtful, but still a little unintelligible, "The so-called hundred schools of thought are not the heroes of the human race, but now they are all in... Hey, these are all tips from the system..."