Guo Ming lowered his head deeply, and said helplessly: "Senior, I mean it is filled with admiration for you." ” "Well, the bone frame was obviously stunned for a moment, and then the bone arm waved, hehe smiled, I just teased you.
Don't be an idiot. ” Guo Ming nodded heavily, you are not an idiot, at least a little better than an idiot.
Guo Ming slandered in his heart, as far as your acting skills and coping ability are concerned, you can see it by any person, and what makes Guo Ming speechless the most is that in the end, he also deliberately explained, there are no three hundred taels of silver here, who are you a fool.
"Okay, boy, introduce yourself, under the injustice, looking at Guo Ming's face with a strange look, he hurriedly explained, it is respectful."
Guo Ming sighed, the smile on his face was put away, and it was replaced by deep admiration.
Hundreds of thousands of monks have fallen and died, and he is the only one who has left a single thought.
Millions of years of dry life, looking at the dry bones and desolation all over the place every day, if there is no strong mental cultivation, I am afraid that this trace of divine thought would have been extinguished long ago.
What is the insistence that makes this old man stick to the present, is it cynical Guo Ming can hardly imagine.
"There is life and there is death, and Heaven is fair.
The monk is not immortal forever, unless he ascends to the immortal, he will still be in the operation of the Heavenly Dao, the disrespectful old man sighed and sighed.
There was both yearning and helplessness in his eyes.
"Senior, I haven't been very clear about the division of strength in ancient times, and the people I met before always didn't tell me, but now it seems that you have hit me, I think it's better to talk about it, Guo Ming said helplessly."
His mood at this time is indeed very heavy, and he has embarked on the road of cultivation, Guo Ming has always been smooth, and he does not expect to live forever, but it seems that there is no problem in living for a thousand years, but it is very likely that there will be a situation halfway through.
There was such a skeleton in front of him, but the strong man before the ancient times had been worn out for millions of years, and his trace of divine thought was even stronger than the current purple rain after such a long period of wear, and he suddenly found that he had positioned his target too low.
I didn't understand what the frog at the bottom of the well was, but now Guo Ming understands.
I am "Since you want to know, I'll tell you, and save you from being arrogant.
The old man touched his chin, the ancients divided the strength into Qi refining, Yukong, Jindan, Yuanying, and Combination, this is a stage, when you break through to the combination stage, you will feel the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation, if you successfully pass it, you will reach the body of a half-immortal, which is commonly known as the heavenly level, and then above it is the imperial level, the emperor level. ” Guo Ming recalled the old man's words, they were divided a little more subdivided than now, and now the monks under the Jin Dan are collectively called the Qi Refining Period, Jin Dan, and Yuan Ying can correspond.
The current Xeon was only a merger period in ancient times, and it was not even a half-immortal.
If this is said to Ziyu, it is estimated that it will make her half angry.
Zuo Chan'er's master has fallen for so many years, and she has also said that she is a heaven-level, alas, it really can't be compared Suddenly Guo Ming remembered an important question.
Comparatively speaking, Zuo Chan'er's master didn't experience that big battle at all back then, and just the aftermath could kill her many times.
If it weren't for the Amber Apparition, she would have finished playing.
Even now, he is almost completely dead, if it weren't for the life essence that he kindly gave a hundred years ago, I'm afraid his life would not be long in coming.
But this living fossil in front of him has experienced that tragic war, and it has been guarded here for millions of years, and it can still be so powerful, his strength back then was not to reach the emperor level, and the emperor level was directly omitted by him, why, is it absolutely impossible to exist for so long one level higher than Zuo Chan'er's master.
Guo Ming also clearly remembered what the old man said just now, unless he ascended to the immortal, what does this mean, could it be that he is not an immortal when he reaches the emperor level, and he is still wandering on the road of immortals.
Coming to this conclusion made Guo Ming feel creepy, he used to always think of himself as an earth immortal, damn, what a bullshit earth immortal, he was not even a half-immortal, and he had nothing to do with the word immortal.
Guo Ming was soberly aware.
The old man nodded and said, "It's good that you can realize this, it's true that I have reached the emperor level, but I can't be regarded as an immortal, as long as I don't break through the emperor level, it is very likely to fall." ” "So who did all this, Guo Ming asked in a deep voice."
He finally asked the question that was of most concern.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes immediately revealed a bitter hatred, the bones trembled, and his voice was a little choked, "He is our feud, the natural enemy of our human race, the blue-eyed clan."
The only difference between them and us is that their eyes are blue. ” "What Guo Ming was shocked when he heard this, how could it be?"
"What's the matter, have you seen them The old man couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Guo Ming's expression, could it be that the battle at the peak of our human race in ancient times has not made them give up the idea of invading our human race."
Guo Ming took a deep breath and nodded: "Seniors, your battle is called the Great Destruction of the Ancients, and the only thing our descendants know is that after the First World War in the Ancients, the Yanhuang Xiuzhen civilization completely declined, and the human race was almost completely killed and wounded.
Since that war, the Terrans have slowly recovered after millions of years of recuperation.
Not to mention far away, but a thousand years ago, there was another breakdown, and Yanhuang's cultivation forces were almost destroyed, and now there are almost less than a thousand cultivation forces in the world. ” The old man, who was less than a thousand people, gasped, and then seemed to think of something, and said, Tell me about the blue-eyed people.
Guo Ming sighed and said: "The current Yanhuang is no longer the race that once dominated the world, there are three skinned races in this world, namely the yellow-skinned Orientals, the white-skinned Europeans and Americans, and the blacks of Africa and Southeast Asia.
Blacks can understand, the place they are in is too hot, this belongs to a long evolution, the key is Europeans and Americans, they are almost all blue-eyed people. ” "How do you feel when you see them, and the old man asked in a deep voice."
"It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable, I always feel that there are no Orientals to look comfortable, Guo Ming thought about it carefully before saying."
Since the old man asked such a question, he naturally would not be untargeted.
"It seems that there is a rebellion of my Terran, the old man said with some grief, "He may be sad if he is killed or injured in the Terran war, but he will not be sad, and being a traitor is always the most shameful act."
"According to what you said, it seems that since the destruction of the ancient world, there have been several small-scale invasions of the blue-eyed people, and the strong Terrans in the west have accepted a certain agreement, and the two sides have implemented racial intermingling, which has caused the current situation.
The purer the bloodline, the stronger the feeling.
What is a feud, it is the hatred of generations, the hatred between us and their blue-eyed people has been rooted in our blood for generations, and one day one of us will be completely destroyed. ” "Don't worry too much, they also have the blood of our Oriental people in their bodies, I hope they can suppress each other, the old man shook his head and sighed."
"The predecessors haven't said about the immortals, how powerful are the immortals?"
"Immortals, immortals, we call ourselves immortals, but no one in our human race has reached the realm of immortals, which cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.
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Guang Chengzi, Fu Xi, and other strong people of the human race have all reached the peak of the emperor level, and they are one step away from the immortals, and it is this step that has blocked countless amazing talents.
However, one of the blue-eyed people successfully advanced to the level of immortals, so the invasion began, and it has to be said that it was the most tragic battle of the human race, and thousands of strong people of the human race went to the sky one after another, emperor-level, emperor-level, heaven-level, and finally the monks of the Yuan infant stage flew to the outside of the sky.
With you without me, with me without you.
Everyone was red-eyed, and the senior brother died by his side, and he didn't even have time to take a look, and all he had to do was kill like crazy until he died of exhaustion. ” "But no matter how hard we try, we can't change the tide of battle, and everyone knows that it is the pinnacle battle in the galaxy that really changes our fate.
There are quite a few emperor-level peak powerhouses in my human race, and ten people are enough to suppress six of the opponent's people, and it can even be said that they can be killed.
But there is one person who has restrained eight of my human race, and that is the blue-eyed peerless powerhouse firmament that has broken through to the realm of immortals. ” "The war lasted for three whole years, and the two emperor-level powerhouses of our human race fell, and four of the eight Terran powerhouses who surrounded the sky also fell.
The situation has become extremely critical, and if there is no miracle, my human race will really be destroyed. ” "In the void of space, blood flowed, and everyone heard the sound of everything withering.
Heaven and earth are sad, is it really over like this for our human race, all the descendants of Yan and Huang listened to the divine comedy with a mournful roar, a swan song, singing the same sorrow of heaven and earth.
The gentle and sad song seems to have played the prelude to the demise of the human race. ” Everyone's eyes are full of unwillingness, even if they hold the steel gun and sword in their hands, how can they go to the general trend, the general trend has gone.
Even if he has all kinds of pride, how can he stand in the void of the sky that has reached the realm of immortals, and the entire void trembles because of his every move, which is a manifestation of great power.
On the contrary, the last four peak powerhouses of our human race were sluggish, and blood was flowing from their bodies. ” "Is it really defeated, is the sound of the world really portending something, is the inheritance of the ages really going to be defeated in your own hands?"
"I have never forgotten that the great god Pangu opened the world and created the world in which my human race lives; I have never forgotten that Nuwa Niangniang made people out of clay, and then made up the sky with her body, and completed the world, these two ancient gods have reached the realm of immortals, their fall, their hard work in exchange for the prosperity of our human race today, is it said that it will be put into flowing water today?"
"What kind of sorrow and heartache would have been if they had known":