World of Immortals Chapter 599: There is no perfection
The dragon disappeared in the jungle, but at this time Xiao Chen saw a figure on the horizon and a huge city.
Two thousand eight hundred years have passed, and too many things have happened on the earth, the human race has been completely wiped out, and a new race has appeared and has become the new master of this land.
However, this is not the result of the natural evolution of the earth, but a deliberate effort from another world.
The newly-emerged races have all appeared in history. Their provenance has not completely disappeared. There are ** in the alien world. Now the alien world is like grazing, allowing them to reappear in Kyushu.
Xiao Chen walked forward. He saw the orcs, half-human and half-beasts, with the human body, but also the characteristics of beasts. For example, the wolf race has wolf ears. If necessary, the nails of both hands can be soaring to give birth to sharp ones. Wolf paw.
A huge wind blade swept over, and Xiao Chen lightly blocked it, and the wind blade suddenly shattered, but the fragmented energy instantly condensed into a giant wolf and rushed towards Xiao Chen.
This surprised Xiao Chen somewhat. The hostile werewolf in front seemed to have an extraordinary talent for the control of divine power.
"Who are you, are you from the Celestial Race?" The strong wolf race was on guard, ready to make another move at any time.
Xiao Chen stared at the werewolf and said: "A thousand years from now, no, ten thousand years, or twenty thousand years later, if you are still alive, you will know who I am."
He has already seen that this werewolf is the most powerful wolf king in this territory, and his talent is very extraordinary. If he can survive, he may be able to hit the half-ancestral realm and become the ancestral god.
Of course, this is just a possibility, even if there is a chance, it will be tens of thousands of years from now.
"Who are you anyway?"
"Be your wolf king, and strive to become the greatest king of your clan, and even the entire orc clan, so that maybe one day you can participate in a battle that is destined to take place."
Xiao Chen said that it was a bit sentimental. When a race emerged, he had known that the end of its extinction had already been arranged, and it would repeat itself again and again, again and again.
Did the ancestors of the human race do the same, have experienced such things, and have destroyed races suddenly appeared in front of them, sadly admonishing them?
"What are you talking about?" The somewhat extraordinary wolf king stared at Xiao Chen jǐng vigilantly, showing a thoughtful spirit, and said: "Please be clear about what you are saying..."
"Some things, even if I tell you the ending, they cannot be changed. Let's develop your race..."
Even though Xiao Chen was sad, he laughed at himself in the end. Facing this little wolf king, he said so much, what's the use? Is it possible to meet him again? I am afraid that after thousands of years, after tens of thousands of years, the other party has already turned into rotten soil.
In the territory of the wolf tribe, several cities are very primitive, which shows that their lives are still primitive.
Xiao Chen wandered like a cloud of smoke, passing through the city like a ghost, watching all this quietly, he was just a passer-by, he didn't want to change anything, he couldn't change anything, and none of the wolves reacted to it. Before, left here.
Soon, Xiao Chen walked through the vast land where the orcs inhabit. Among them, he rescued a fox girl and personally went to meet the kings of other orcs, but he felt very disappointed. Only the fox girl and the wolf king have extraordinary talents. Although the others can be called outstanding, even if they are given thousands of years, they will not be able to achieve the half-ancestral realm, let alone the ancestor god.
Xiao Chen left in disappointment, and the next stop he came to the settlement of the Celestial Race. He had high hopes for such an ancient race that was legendary and talented and reappeared in the world.
The Celestial Race, living in the Central Plains region, is indeed a powerful race, occupying the most fertile land under the premise of being present at the same time.
When you come to the region of the Celestial Race, you can see the majestic city from a distance. They develop very quickly, much faster than the Orcs.
"I don't know if the old antique of the Celestial Race has survived. If he knows that his race is prospering on this land again, he doesn't know whether he should be sad or happy?" Xiao Chen muttered to himself.
The appearance of the celestial race is almost the same as that of humans, except that everyone has a third vertical eye, which is the key part that can give birth to innate supernatural powers.
Naturally, it varies from person to person, and their vertical eyes will be different as their own strength improves, and they can even be said to have strange magical powers.
Xiao Chen walked into this city and looked at the race that was in its prime. He was full of hope, because he felt the strength of this race. If they develop, what power will they have?
In the royal city of the Celestial Clan, Xiao Chen found a half-ancestor from another world. Although he was in the seventh heaven, it was nothing to Xiao Chen at the moment. He could easily kill him if he wanted to.
However, he didn't do that. Killing a half-ancestor couldn't change anything at all. If an ancestor with unlimited potential was here, he might have the urge to act.
The half-ancestor was actually teaching various magic spells and various combat skills of the Celestial Race to promote their development.
Xiao Chen looked like a visitor, watching all this quietly, he felt that this time the outside world seemed to be in a hurry, this cycle may not last long, and it will end soon.
He seems to have seen the end of the Celestial Race.
This time, Xiao Chen didn't do anything, he was just observing silently.
Being silent for ten years, in the process he traveled through every area of the Celestial Race and selected hundreds of outstanding people.
If possible, he wants to take root in this race and learn silently.
However, in the end he was disappointed. The starting point of this powerful race is indeed far beyond that of other races, and even the dragon race is inferior.
It's just that he found a fatal problem.
The starting point of the Celestial Race is very high, but after a certain stage of development, their advantages are no longer so obvious. The outstanding ones can reach the realm of longevity very quickly, but after that, they lacked creation.
The starting point is very high, the strength is very strong, but the lack of creativity is fatal for a race!
It may not be that difficult to hit the half-ancestral realm, but it will be very difficult to achieve something afterwards.
Maybe, God is fair and gave them a high starting point, but they have created defects in the back. The overall measure is not perfect.
In the end, Xiao Chen only sealed a mark in the minds of more than a hundred outstanding people. There are various secret methods of cultivation, and everything that has happened in this land since ancient times.
If they can hit above the half-ancestral realm, the seal will be opened naturally, and all kinds of secrets and past events will be known and understood.
Not a perfect seed, but some have to be sown.
After that, Xiao Chen came to another area and entered the territory of another mysterious and almost perfect race.
The jīng spirit race is a slender, almost perfect race, very beautiful. They live in the forest, their hearts are calm, they like peace, like hermits.
Xiao Chen found this race in a picturesque and beautiful mountain forest. He tasted the sacred liquid flowing from the tree of life and watched this race quietly.
Disappointment once again filled his cheeks. The starting point of this race is still very high. It is a natural magician with a long life and enough time to practice.
But, no matter what, their creation is worse than the Celestial Race.
"The mysterious and powerful races of the past have reappeared in the world. They have the opportunity to watch them up close, but none of them are perfect..."
After Xiao Chen was disappointed, he returned to peace. In this world, everything can be traced, and there can be no perfection.
However, he still left the seeds of hope, and sealed the next brand in the hearts of hundreds of jīng spirits.
I visited a few more races, and finally Xiao Chen came to the gathering place of the dragon race. This is a powerful race, but the number is not very large, but only more than 10,000.
Xiao Chen has a special affection for the Dragon Race. Although they are not really the most powerful race, he has left more than a thousand marks of the gods and sealed it in this race.
After doing all this, Xiao Chen sighed.
There was a time when he also lived on this land, but now, after two thousand eight hundred years have passed, everything has changed.
This is no longer his era. To be precise, it is not the era of the human race. The strong races of the past have all reappeared, but only the human race is missing.
Three thousand years ago, there were still his friends and his enemies on this earth, but three thousand years later, the stars have changed and the world has risen and fallen. Everything has changed.
Xirì, the people who fought with him, have turned into mud, and the people that Xirì and him drank and talked to each other have now become dead bones, the human race has perished, and now only himself is left in this world.
This is a kind of speechless loneliness, the sky is big, but there is no home for him.
Xiao Chen stood on a high mountain and looked into the distance. The breeze blew through, messing up his black hair, and even blowing his silent heart.
Everyone is gone. Even if the opponent of the past is resurrected, as long as it is a human race, even if there is an antagonist, if he can resurrect a few people and reappear in front of him, he can also smile. hatred.
No more, no longer exists, everyone is turned into dead bones, and life cannot be repeated.
Liu Mu, Chen Fang, Jin Sanyi, Niu Ren...All the vivid faces appeared before Xiao Chen's eyes from time to time, but now only his lonely self is left.
And Ke Ke, the poor little thing... Thinking back to the past, Xiao Chen felt a little fuzzy in his eyes, but in the end there were no tears to flow, only a little mist drifted from his eyes.
In the end, Xiao Chen walked step by step from the eastern part of the mainland to the former Yongzhou, walking from east to west on foot, seeming to be the last memory of the past.
The land under your feet is buried with the people of the past.
Thousands of years later, who is who, the dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, who can tell where the people in the previous life are.
The grass is so green, maybe there is the flesh and blood of the deceased under its roots, and the deep pool is so secluded, maybe there are the bones of the heroic soul at the bottom.
Zulong Village was nowhere to be seen. I already knew that this was the result. Xiao Chen was very silent. There was no clue whether his parents were alive or dead. I don't know where the ancient village went.
Xiao Chen stood here quietly for three days, and then walked away. But when the path was in the original dead city, he thought of Ke Ke, Xi Rì carried a bamboo basket to burn paper for him and worshipped the scene, which made his Gu Jing Wubo heart suddenly sour.
Forcibly holding back his sadness, he rose to the sky and left Kyushu, which made him uneasy.
Walking through the four worlds, Xiao Chen realized that the four worlds had not changed much, and there were still no creatures.
With a long sigh, Xiao Chen bid farewell to Kyushu and the Sifang world, and entered the world of death.
There is still a glimmer of hope in his heart. Did the ancestors of the alien world really wipe out all the monks near the village?
Has no one escaped that catastrophe? He wants to look for it in the Death Continent, and maybe there is a final surprise.
Xiao Chen entered the world of death, and his expression was stagnant. In the past, he had stripped down that piece of land and buried it in Kyushu, but at this moment, it seemed that it had been submerged again, forming a huge grave, like a mountain.
"Who came here to bury it? Has anyone really survived?"
Xiao Chen explored with divine consciousness, and found nothing, then he walked towards the depths of the Death Continent.
The path to the city of the Maiden King, there has long been shattered, the old Skeleton Emperor and Buddha Jigong have disappeared, life and death are unknown.
"Has Tianwaitian, Renwairen, Yingxiong and others passed away? According to the prophecy, they will be united with the mighty Pluto and will sacrifice in the Palace of Death..."
Xiao Chen muttered to himself, he marched inside, but he never encountered the death haze again, which also meant that he could not find the Heavenly Palace of Death, and it was impossible to find the Great Pluto.
"Xutian, I am looking for you!"
In the depths of the Death Continent, Xiao Chen yelled and shook the surroundings.
However, no one responded to him, and the depths of the world of death were quiet.
Going inward is full of dangers, and it is extremely dangerous to the ancestor gods.
"Is the girl king Qingqing? She and the three skeletons walked into the depths of the world of death. After so many years, are they all right?"
"Are you here?"
At this moment, in the depths of the Death Continent, among the snow-white sea of bones, the shadow of Taoist Xu Tian emerged. He fixedly looked at Xiao Chen and said: "Unfortunately, you have lost the formation! "
After confronting the Shimen at the end of the ninety-nine heavy stone steps, the **** figure split and sank into the underground of Kyushu.
"Xutian, I didn't come to you to fight against your powerful enemy. I want to ask you, can anyone survive in the sacred village?"
"I don’t know~ IndoMTL.com~ The Death Continent is so big, how can I know everything? Maybe someone has survived. The ancestors of the alien world entered this world and encountered many powerful creatures in the depths of the Death Continent. Blocking, the loss is not small, and finally reluctant to retreat."
"Have you ever seen a girl king and three skeletons enter the depths of the Death Continent?" Xiao Chen kept asking, there were too many things he wanted to know.
"I have seen it, but that girl is not simple, she is no longer a king, and has been promoted to the realm of the ancestor god."
Xiao Chen was shocked and said: "Can you take me to that area."
"Impossible! The deepest part of the mainland is the death penalty zone. There is always no return. There, you will see a lot of dilapidated Primordial Magic City. If you want to go, I won't stop you, but I don't currently May be distracted to go there."
"Then I will go by myself."
Xu Tian shook his head and said: "I advise you to stop, someone is eager to wait for you to deliver it. You should know that in the last battle two thousand and eight hundred years ago, the world of death also had a king attacking To the end of the stone steps. Someone has noticed you and they are very interested in the **** map..."