Heavenly Dao wants to completely eliminate the Heaven Slayer, not Qingzhou himself, so he can only use his strength to kill Qingzhou, not kill it in the river of time, which will not help. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It didn't take long for Qingzhou's appearance to change again, starting from March when the child began to grow up slowly, from teenagers, young adults, middle-aged, all the way to old age, and when the old dragon bell and crane goosebumps, it regained its youth again, from middle-aged to youth, then to teenagers, and finally became a finger-sucking baby.

In this way, in the long river of time, Qingzhou kept repeating this cycle, and the power of time accumulated in his body finally stabilized into a ring, on which three hundred and sixty-five scales were divided, and a long needle in the center stayed on it.

"Antiquity has come. ”

The words of Heavenly Dao sounded in his ears, Qingzhou was a spirit, his body was stable in his youth, and he never changed again, looking carefully at the scene in front of him.

Heaven and earth have changed beyond recognition, although the mountains and rivers are still there, and there is no shortage of trees and grasses, but the scene of the arrangement gives Qingzhou a completely different feeling, because these things have one thing in common, that is, huge.

A single green grass is taller than a towering tree, and the tree is a pillar that reaches to the sky, and the ants in the grass are bigger than a rhinoceros.

A huge black shadow skimmed the ground, Qingzhou looked up, and was stunned, it was a beautiful big bird that had never been seen before, the feathers all over its body were extremely bright, as if it concentrated the most noble color of time, and there were long feathers behind it, scattering shining points of light.

"Phoenix, sure enough, it's ancient times. "The phoenix is one of the innate divine beasts, which disappeared as early as the end of the ancient era, only some exist in the alien space, but the Piercing Sky Guard has already strangled it, and there is no phoenix in the world, only in the ancient era.

The huge phoenix flew by, and Qingzhou underground, lest he be discovered, and suddenly felt wrong, because the aura emanating from the phoenix seemed to have only the power of the peak of the Yuanying.

This phoenix is huge, as if it is an adult, but its strength is so weak, it is beyond Qingzhou's expectations, in his opinion, how can the divine beast clan that occupied the ancient era not have the existence of the god realm.

What Qing Zhou didn't know was that among the innate divine beasts, there were also strong and weak, and only a strong existence could reach the stage of transforming into a god.

The phoenix in front of him has a high status in the phoenix clan, but it is not the strongest existence, so it has the realm of the peak of the Yuanying.

Qing Zhou looked at the Eternal Tribulation Sword in his hand, the strange thing is that this magic weapon has not disappeared yet, the only possibility is that the Immortal Gate has not yet appeared.

The first appearance of the Xianmen was because the divine beasts and the gods wantonly slaughtered the human race, causing the resentment between heaven and earth to reach its peak, triggering the flame of annihilation, and then the immortal gate appeared to suppress the flame of extinction.

Since the Sword of Eternal Tribulation has not disappeared, it means that the Immortal Gate has not yet appeared, and the massacre that caused the fire of destruction has not happened.

At this moment, Qingzhou suddenly sounded his mission, to kill the Heavenly Dao, and at the same time to save the common people, now is the best opportunity.

The current Heavenly Dao, afraid of the suppression of the Immortal Gate, is at the weakest moment, and it is also the best period for Qingzhou to kill.

Looking back on ancient history, Qingzhou is often saddened by the calamities and hardships of the human race, whether it is the gods or the gods, they all treat humans as livestock, and slaughter tens of millions of people at a time, which can be described as extremely tragic.

Under the manipulation of the Heavenly Dao, Qingzhou returned to ancient times, and has the ability to redeem the regrets of the past, he has the realm of transforming gods, and he has the eternal sword in his hand, which will definitely change the miserable fate of the human race.

As long as the large-scale slaughter does not occur, the resentment between heaven and earth will not reach its peak, the fire of extinction will not appear, and the immortal sect will not appear to suppress it, which is the only way to crack the conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao.

In other words, Qingzhou must protect the Terrans and then slay the Heavenly Dao.

Ilha was pondering, when suddenly a palm fell on his shoulder, and a hurried voice sounded in his ears.

"Which tribe are you from, dare to run around in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being eaten as a snack by the divine beast?"

Qing Zhou turned around and saw three Terrans in tattered grass clothes, they looked at Qing Zhou nervously, and they didn't allow Qing Zhou to speak, so they pulled him into the nearest grass hole.

The huge grass hole was hidden in the grass like a big tree, and it was very carefully hidden, and the three of them, together with Qingzhou, bent down to enter through the grass hole, and below it was a very vast hole in the ground.

There were hundreds of human races lying in the cave, all of them were thin and weak, their hands and feet were as thin as firewood, and the two rows of ribs were clearly countable, and a thin old man with a white beard stood up and greeted Qing Zhou and the others.

"Have you gathered food? A few old people are already starving to death. ”

Ilha looked into the corner, several emaciated bodies lying motionless, devoid of body temperature and breathing, apparently dead.

At this time, the three people who pulled Qingzhou into the cave untied the tattered grass coat one after another, poured out a few round balls stained with black mud, and took a closer look at the rhizomes of unknown plants, each the size of a fist.

The people in the cave, when they saw the ball, all had spirits, gathered together, and under the leadership of the old man, carved up the rhizomes of these plants.

Qingzhou did not participate in it, silently observing the situation of the human race, these people were in a miserable situation, wearing clothes made of withered grass, eating plant roots dug up from the ground, which showed that they did not dare to hunt and eat meat at all.

Hungry human race, with flat stones cut into the ball, together with the black mud into the stomach, plant rhizomes are full of water, can both satisfy hunger and quench thirst, but unfortunately the amount is too small, only a little in each person's hand, not enough to eat.

"I was almost caught by the phoenix just now, and we only dug up these grass potatoes, Elder, there is really nothing we can do. ”

The old man nodded, and when he saw Qing Zhou, his eyes of wisdom appeared, because Qing Zhou was different from all the human races present, his clothes were neat and clean, and the Eternal Tribulation Sword in his hand was extremely sharp, far from being comparable to the stone and wooden knives in the hands of the human race.

"May I ask which tribe you are from, what kind of material is the straight knife in your hand, it looks very sharp. "The old man is the longest-lived and wisest existence of this small tribe, but he doesn't know the long sword, and can only be described as a straight knife, because in ancient times, human development was backward, only knives existed, and they were all sharpened with stones and wood, almost fragile, and shattered when touched.

"I'm from afar, and I want to ask if there is a god recently, who wants to launch a sacrifice and slaughter the human race. ”

After listening to Qingzhou's words, the old man often sighed, showing a painful and tangled look on his wrinkled face, and then explained for Qingzhou.

"It has always been, for as long as I can remember, our tribe has been hiding in Tibet, the divine beasts want to eat us, the gods want to slaughter us, and none of the men in the tribe will live to be forty years old. ”

Although the old man has a vicissitudes of appearance, he is actually only thirty-eight years old, because he looks very old because of the weather, and most of the tribal humans he leads are young and strong young men and girls, and the old and weak are eliminated in the process of hiding in Tibet. (To be continued.) )