No matter where you are, when this great river rises, many people will die.

Not drowning in the water, but immersing yourself in the beauty of the river.

The water is mostly gentle, and it can be described as a gentle land. When people fall into this tenderness, they want to be inseparable from it forever.

So, sink and sink again. In the end, they sank to the bottom of the river, and even those people did not know, because they could no longer see the light of day.

Only this time, Roselle Rain is not ready to kill. Because there is no one in this world who he wants to kill.

There is no doubt that when Roselle Rain strikes, everything will be incredibly calm.

The golden light sank, as if the sun was setting in the west. Descended from a high mountain to the bottom of the sea.

It's just that unlike the sunset, this sunset will rise again in the east tomorrow. But this golden light can only break through this ocean, otherwise, it will not be able to break free.

When the trees have infinite water, they have infinite nourishment.

People don't know how much this big tree can grow. I just know that this must be very high.

This height has pierced the heavenly dome and reached infinity. If it weren't for the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm, there would be no starry sky. Then, the vast starry sky will also bloom everywhere green, no longer a single color.

The starry sky is like this, and you know what it means. All kinds of light are still weaving, horizontal and vertical, this is straight, it is the arrow at the head of the string, just waiting for the trigger.

Luo Shenyu sighed, and the legendary statue appeared, destined to reverse the pattern of the heavens.

All I saw before was in a trance, and the statue was gone. But he saw three new cracks in the statue, and three more pages of the book falling from the scroll in his hand.

Luo Shenyu had some guesses in his heart, that crack represented that there was a person who opened the bloodline of the ancestral god, and a page of the book represented a supreme inheritance.

The full twenty-seven paths show that there are twenty-seven people in this world who have opened the bloodline of the ancestral gods, and their potential far exceeds that of their ancestors.

At the end of the arrow, a powerful existence was born. They don't know where they are, but this arrow, as if it has been hidden for countless years, is shocking when it opens.

The birth of these strong people, can there be a place in this world for the ten heavenly arrogances of the Protoss and the two geniuses of the human race?

Roselle rain does not know, either there or not. But he only knows, even if he changes the pattern tomorrow. He... is still the first person under the ancient gods.

Back then, Luo Shenyu was indeed defeated in the hands of Chang Zaixiao, but he was disheartened, so he was bent on seeking death. It's just that Chang Zai laughed and didn't kill him at the end.

The world doesn't know that after the battle with Chang Zaixiao, it wasn't Hongmengyu who found him, but the other party still hasn't killed him.

Between the strong, heart to heart. What's more, they are two people who don't distinguish between strong and weak.

These two people, one of them is frank and open. I don't care about the number one on this list. One person has a lot of things on his mind, thinking about things outside his body, let alone going to provoke trouble and fighting for the name outside his body.

Even so, these two people are still ranked in the top two.

"A page of a book, a family of gods. Now... It's about to be a big era of thousands of families contending again. In this prosperous era, this turmoil is just a force that fuels the waves. ”

Ten thousand families contend, now the big era. This is what no one dares to think about after this world has become a shattered land and has been forgotten.

This represents the glory of the year, a vast expanse, and also represents that from now on, it is very likely that it will no longer be nine heavens and ten earths, but... Ten days and ten earths.

It's just that it can't be done. Roselle didn't know. It's just speculation, a feeling.

"Guanshulou... Guanshulou, only when the blood of the ancestral god awakens. This is Luo on the shore of the Great Styx Lake... The account seen in that monument. ”

"Why is it in that statue?" Luo Shenyu frowned, sighed and sighed.

Originally, he was just guessing. The legendary Guanshulou is in that statue, after all, since those strong people were born one after another. Its blood shines brightly, making the blood of everyone in the world become a little restless.

This is a sense of surrender, of worship. Even if it was only for a brief moment, it was far from being able to make people have time to react.

It is true that people can kneel and bow, but they do not bow down.

It's just that this feeling is too light. After all, the bloodlines are different. All races have their own masters, except for those divine beasts that came into being as a result of heaven and earth.

Because there is a ban on the blood of each bloodline, unless it is the same lineage, it is extremely difficult to feel the suppression from the bloodline.

But Roselle still noticed it. Water can melt all things, and he can naturally feel it more clearly.

The bloodline of the ancestral gods had long since disappeared with those heaven and earth divine beasts, and now no one could open it. Even those ancient ancient gods may not have opened the bloodline of the ancestral gods.

Now, however, it has appeared. Therefore, Luo Shenyu thought of what he heard and heard that day.

Today, although Luo Shenyu has not completely seen the birth of the ancestral god's bloodline, he still sees the short stay of the sculpture very clearly, and sees the whereabouts of the page of the book, which disappears.

Then, there was that inexplicable feeling in heaven and earth.

It was still surrender and worship, although it was still very light.

But Luo Shenyu was sure in his heart, and the young man saw the study building and got the inheritance. Especially after seeing the golden Dapeng bird appear in the thousands of thunders, it was even more certain.

This is the lost divine law, there has long been no trace, and now it appears only in the Guanshulou.

At this moment, the crimson water had risen high into the sky, and a wave dragged the man in blue higher.

When the horizontal line is in the sky, all the golden light dissipates.

Although the young man was still in a daze, he was terrified that he was able to kill a ghost immortal who had no body and could only run blindly, but he could still detect the movement in the vicinity.

When the young man came back to his senses, he saw that he was trapped in a great ocean.

Warm flowing water, overflowing floral fragrance. It's intoxicating.

Just a moment later, the floral fragrance was gone. Only then did the youth come to his senses.

"Your current realm is not yet stable, Luo should suppress the realm and disperse the natal law to fight with you. ”

An indifferent voice fell on the young man's ears, and there was no sorrow, joy or joy.

"You're... Who?" the young man suddenly shrank when he heard this voice, and when he looked up and saw the figure, he took another heavy breath.

This figure did not have the slightest breath of dispersion. A blue dress bathed in red fire, hazy, and in the dragon flying phoenix dance, it became a scene that could not take off his eyes.

The hazy desert scattered green silk makes some demonic beauty, and the pair of waveless eyes seem to be incompatible with this heaven and earth.

This is misanthropy, even disgusted with oneself.

The green silk is moving, all the night spring breeze comes suddenly, and the fingertips are wrapped around the ink, as if there are many stories hidden in the depths.

When the young man saw the man in blue, he felt a palpitation in his heart, and this feeling was far stronger than in front of the ghost fairy before.

The man in blue looked at the young man in front of him, shook his head, and said with a sense of loneliness: "Yes, you have just stepped into the ranks of true gods, and you have not even reached a thousand years. ”

"And I, who have been silent for tens of thousands of years, is normal if you don't know me. ”

"You... Who is it?" the young man felt a strong sense of death in his body when the man in blue spoke.

This will of death, even if it is the flow of this river, it is difficult to wash away.

The man in blue shook his head and said, "Who am I?" I am afraid that even I don't know. Because, my existence is not even a continuation of the race. I only know that I later called myself Roselle Rain. ”

"Lo... God.... Rain!"

These three words fell into the ears of the young man like thunder.

It is true that the young man did not know the man in blue in front of him, but he heard the name.

Roselle, this is an extremely strong person. His life story is also extremely miserable.

Once upon a time, Roselle rain was not called Roselle rain.

Once, there were eleven ancient clans in the Seven Domains of the Divine Realm. It's just that before the years, there was a great ancient clan that completely disappeared from the middle and was erased by a supreme powerhouse, and since then, there are only eleven ancient clans in the seven domains of the god realm.

That clan controls the fire of heaven and earth. It's called Candlelight.

This race is no longer there, but in this era, there is such a person in the world. He lived in water, reached the extreme, was invincible in the world, and shocked all races. It also shocked the great ancient gods, and even alarmed God.

Because, in order to seize the throne of God, the strongest man of that race fought a life-and-death battle with a human power, and finally lost and fell.

This tribe is so powerful that it makes God's heart palpitate, so it wipes out all the living creatures of this tribe, but there are still fish that have slipped through the net.

Although these people are still alive, the inheritance of the divine veins in their bodies has been completely wiped out, and it is difficult to regain the flame of candlelight.

Luo Shenyu is the candlelight clan whose divine veins have been exhausted, and the blood has been passed down from generation to generation, so that all of it is accumulated on him.

Hatred, anger, and hope to come back against the sky.

"Roselle Shower... Are you Roselle Rain?" the young man took another deep breath when he heard this, and his eyes lit up with intense heat.

The man in blue nodded and said, "It's indeed me, my name is Luo Shenyu." ”

The young man took another deep breath, the heat in his eyes deepening.

"I've always loved reading your books, but I didn't expect to see you today. ”

"Do you like my books......" The man in blue's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth finally had a smile.

The young man nodded heavily, and said very seriously, "I like it." ”

The smile on Luo Shenyu's face became even stronger, and he said, "If you really like my book, then I won't bully you." Originally, I wanted to beat you up so that you could know that there is a sky outside the sky and there are people outside the world, and then I will work hard to stabilize your cultivation. But read that you like my book so much, so ......."

"Don't beat me anymore?" The young man knew that Luo Shenyu was terrible, and naturally he didn't want to fight with it.

The man in blue blinked, shook his head and smiled: "I still have to beat him, but at this moment, I want to remember today's precedent on a whim." ”

Luo Shenyu flipped the palm of his hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand.

With his finger as a pen, he wrote a line of words on it.

It is a great joy to see readers today.

(Let me be naughty, in another dozen or so chapters, we will usher in a big climax.) ）