The Eastern race and the Western race gave birth to different civilizations.

With the passage of time, the differences between different civilizations are reflected, and the collision of two civilizations is often from friction to war, and only after breaking away from war will there be integration and peace.

This is like the fate of reincarnation, like the rise and fall of dynasties, like the struggle of races.

After another 10,000 years, the Western human race.

The so-called Western human race is just a general term, not a unified one, in addition to the human race, there are many races in the West, and the main body is based on the belief in respecting the creation god, that is, many dark races, and they are also the creation god system.

Because of this, they are collectively referred to as Western Terrans.

Under the belief system of the creator god, the celestial race gradually broke away from the realm of the mortal world, was revered as a god, and became the messenger of the gods, while at the same time, the dark hell demon gods, the demon races who migrated from the east, and the descendants of the human race gradually integrated into this system.

Under the belief system of the gods, the Western race gradually unified, and then, looked to the East.

Embark on an expedition!

The war begins!

The Oriental races, Confucianism, Taoism, Zen, Buddhism, and other sects, united the national army and fought with the Western expeditionary force.

The war was brutal, and the expeditionary army was wiped out by the Oriental people.

Across the land of millions of miles, corpses are piled up, blood is flowing, weapons are broken, they are stuck in corpses, flags are broken, and they hunt in the wind in the setting sun.

"War, war, why war?"

On the battlefield, someone sighed.

"War has never been cut off from the moment a living creature appears in the world. ”

"In the ancient times, the battle between the demon god and the demon god, why?"

"As powerful as a demon god, do you want to fight?"

"Race to race. ”

"Wars between tribes and tribes. ”

"The war of living beings against living beings. ”

"It's a tree that, when it is seeded, begins to accumulate strength. Fight for land, sunshine, rain. ”

"Why fight?"

Blood remnants of the sun, someone blames the heavens.

Victory, did not bring joy to the Oriental people, yes, they won, but what?

How many men have spilled their blood on the battlefield, how many families have been destroyed, how many old people have no sons, children have no fathers, and wives have no husbands. War will always bring only pain.

The laughing ones may be those who stand at the top of the top, because they have won the world, but they have forgotten that the soldiers use their lives and the people have their hearts.

"On the battlefield, who's laughing?"

"On the battlefield, who is crying?"

"Laughing at the ruthlessness of the world, crying and sorrowful for all beings, the sky is also lovely, and the sky is old. The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"

The whistling wind blows, and on the battlefield, it is the ghosts that are whistling, and the unwilling souls are roaring. In the land of bones on the battlefield, no living creatures have appeared for a hundred years, not even a single weed.

This place was shrouded in black fog all day long, and someone had seen it. The unwilling souls got up from the ground, and the Yin soldiers fought again.

Why is there a war?

Perhaps no one can answer, is it for selfish desires, or for the sake of justice, or for protection, or for ......

Is there really a dream home in the world?

There was no fighting. There is no **, no killing, no negative, only positive, in other words, is such a world really real?

When living beings have no desires and no desires, when you have no thoughts, no mood swings, nothing, nothing, what is the meaning of the existence of living beings?

No one can answer.

Such questions are also just for thought, because there can never be perfect answers and explanations.

Moreover, the war did not stop because of this.

After this war, both the Eastern and Western races were accumulating strength.

Seven expeditions, the Western Terrans have won and lost, the Eastern Terrans have won and lost, and the chaotic and disorderly wars are consuming the strength of the Terrans and depriving them of the right to live.

There are already many human races who have forgotten that the ancient powerhouses who have passed away are sleeping, forgetting the pain of the dark ages, forgetting the past, and forgetting history.

This is a very terrible thing, history, we must not forget, only by remembering history, can we see the future.

The sleeping powerhouses are waiting for the time to wake up, waiting for the opportunity.

Perhaps, only those who have passed down the Tao for a long time, and still remember the ancestors who were asleep and retreating.

The rulers of the human race have changed for several generations, and people sing praises about the exploits of the Three Emperors, the merits of the saints, and the ancient sages, but they have long ceased to take them to heart, and they praise on their lips, but there is no reverence in their hearts.

The rulers revere the Three Emperors and respect the saints, just because with the prestige of the saints and emperors, they can make those foolish people respect them, and the rulers, the history books written by the flattering victors, are on a par with the Three Emperors, and even above the saints, despising the merits of the Three Emperors.

Bang!

On this day, in the eastern land, an underground palace collapsed, revealing the broken sky below.

The collapsed earth alarmed the nearby cultivators, and they came here one after another.

In the sky, there are fairy grasses, elixirs, and many withered peach trees, just like the thirty-three heavens that fell into the flood after the Heavenly Pillar of the Great Luo Heaven fell.

Broken immortal armor, immortal elixir.

The monks scrambled, the nearby sects were alarmed, the nearby countries were alarmed, and the appearance of this piece of heaven was that many ancient Taoist sects had disciples to investigate.

The sky was shattered, and the temples were sealed, and outside the temple, there were sculpture-like immortal soldiers, who seemed to be dead.

Many monks fought, and the aftermath hit these stone sculptures, and then, layers of stone skins broke open, revealing the heavenly soldiers and generals wearing immortal armor inside.

A heavenly soldier wearing immortal armor?

Many of the monks had red eyes and were heading towards these heavenly soldiers.

Bang!

That day, he would open his eyes, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and his body was tall and burly, and when he saw these monks who had been killed, he swept his gaze that day, and the monks who rushed to him snorted one by one, vomited blood in their mouths, and flew out upside down like a lightning strike.

Even the masters of the two Yuanyang Heavenly Immortal sects, they also vomited blood in their mouths, and their faces showed a look of horror, what kind of cultivation is this? It is comparable to the powerhouses of those ancient sects.

"Time is long, everything is dull and prosperous, it's time to wake up!"

The heavenly general said, with him as the center, a force of law spread, and everywhere he passed, one sculpture after another woke up, all revealing the aura of Yuanyang Heavenly Immortal.

The monks who were searching for treasures in the underground palace felt these terrible breaths, and their eyes fell to the ground in shock, and the continuous and vast aura was connected together.

"This, this, I'm afraid there will be 100,000 yuan Yang Tianxian ......"

The seriously injured Yuanyang Heavenly Immortal powerhouse opened his mouth wide, in front of this momentum, they were all terrified, without momentum, they all exuded a strong evil aura, and they didn't know how many living beings they had killed.

And in the palace in the very center, there was a more terrifying and powerful momentum, and there was even a faint imperial aura, and the entire land seemed to be unable to withstand its coercion and began to crack. (To be continued......)