No matter where you are, when the river rises, many people will die.
Not drowning in the water, but immersed in the beauty of the river.
Water is mostly gentle, and it can be said to be a land of gentleness. When people fall into this gentleness, they want to never be separated from it.
So, it sank, and sank again. In the end, it sank to the bottom of the river. Not even those people knew that they would never see the light of day again.
Only this time, Luo Shenyu was not prepared to kill anyone, because there was no one he wanted to kill in this world.
There is no doubt that when Luo Shenyu takes action, everything will become extremely peaceful.
The golden light sank, as if the sun was setting in the west. It fell from the mountains to the bottom of the sea.
It's just that it's different from the sunset. Tomorrow, this sunset will rise from the east again. But this golden light can only break through the vast ocean, otherwise it will be impossible to escape.
There are layers of new green among the branches. When trees have unlimited water sources, they have unlimited nourishment.
People don't know how big these big trees can grow. They only know that they must be very high.
This height has penetrated the sky and reached infinity. If it were not for the Seven Realms of God's Domain, there would be no starry sky. Then, the vast starry sky would also be full of green everywhere, no longer a single color.
The starry sky is like this, and you don’t know what it means. All kinds of light spots are still woven, and they are straight horizontally and vertically. This is shooting straight, and it is an arrow at the end of the string, just waiting to be triggered.
Luo Shenyu let out a long sigh, the legendary statue appeared, destined to reverse the pattern of the heavens.
What he saw before was just a blur, and the statue disappeared in a flash. But he saw three new cracks on the statue, and three pages of the book fell off from the volume in his palm.
Luo Shenyu had some speculation in her mind. That crack meant that someone had opened the bloodline of the ancestral gods, and a page of the book represented a supreme inheritance.
A total of twenty-seven words show that there are twenty-seven people in this world who have opened the bloodline of the ancestor gods, and their potential far exceeds that of their ancestors.
The arrow was on the string, and a powerful being was born. They didn't know where it was, but this arrow seemed to have been stored for countless years. When it opened, it was shocking.
With the birth of these powerful men, can there be a place in this world for the ten geniuses of the gods and the two geniuses of the human race?
Luo Shenyu didn't know, whether it was true or not. But he only knew that even if the world changes again now, he would still be the number one person among the ancient gods.
Luo Shenyu was indeed defeated by Chang Zaixiao back then, but it was because he was disheartened and wanted to die. However, Chang Zaixiao did not kill him in the end.
The world doesn't know that after the battle with Chang Zaixiao, it was not Hong Mengyu who found him, but the other party still didn't kill him.
Strong people cherish each other. What's more, there is no distinction between two people who are strong or weak.
Of these two people, one is frank and doesn't care at all about being ranked number one on the list. The other is preoccupied with other things, let alone stirring up trouble and competing for the name.
Even so, these two people are still ranked in the top two.
"One page of book can hide all the treasures of a clan. Now we are about to enter a great era where thousands of families are contending. In this prosperous age, this turmoil is just a powerful force to push forward the waves."
Thousands of families contend, and a great era emerges. This is something that no one dares to think about after this world has become a broken place and forgotten.
This represents the glory of the past, a vast and vast sky, and it also represents that from now on, it is very likely that it will no longer be nine days and ten places, but ten days and ten places.
However, Luo Shenyu didn't know whether it would be possible or not. This was just a guess, a feeling.
"Guanshu Tower, Guanshu Tower, only exists when the blood of the ancestral gods awakens. This is the record that Luo saw in the ancient ruins by the Great Ming Lake."
"Why Guan Shulou? Why among the statues?" Luo Shenyu frowned and sighed again and again.
Originally, he just guessed that the legendary Guanshu Tower was in that statue. After all, those powerful men were born one after another. The light shining from their blood made the blood of everyone in the world become a little restless.
This is a feeling of surrender and worship. Although it is only for a short moment, it is far from enough for people to react.
It does make people kneel down and worship, but they don't worship.
Just because this feeling is too weak. After all, blood is different. All races have their own masters, unless they are the mythical beasts that were born due to the fate of heaven and earth.
Because there are prohibitions in each bloodline that isolate the other's blood, unless they are from the same bloodline, it is extremely difficult to feel the suppression from the bloodline.
But Luo Shenyu still noticed it. Water can melt everything, so he can naturally feel it more clearly.
The bloodline of the ancestral gods has long been extinct with the disappearance of the divine beasts of heaven and earth, and now no one can activate it. Even those ancient ancient gods may not be able to activate the bloodline of the ancestral gods.
However, it appeared now. Therefore, Luo Shenyu thought of what he heard and heard that day.
Today, although Luo Shenyu had not completely seen the birth of the Ancestral God's bloodline, he could still clearly see the brief stay of the sculpture and the whereabouts and disappearance of the page of the book.
Then, that inexplicable feeling appeared again in the world.
It is still surrender and worship, although it is still very weak.
But Luo Shenyu was certain in his heart that the young man had received the inheritance after seeing the library. Especially after seeing the golden roc appearing among the thousands of thunders, he became even more sure.
This is a magical method that has been lost. There has been no trace of it for a long time. The only one that appears now is Guanshu Tower.
At this moment, the crimson water has risen to high altitude, and a wave of waves drags the man in blue higher.
When the horizon is aligned with the sky, all the golden light disappears.
Although the young man was still in a daze, horrified that he could actually kill a ghost that was so badly beaten that he could only run away, he was still able to detect the movement in the vicinity.
When the young man came back to his senses, he saw that he was trapped in a vast ocean.
The warm flowing water and the overflowing fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated.
Just a moment later, the fragrance of the flowers disappeared forever. Only then did the young man wake up.
"Your current realm is not stable yet. Luo should suppress your realm and disperse his destiny to fight with you."
An indifferent voice fell in the young man's ears, without sadness, joy or joy.
"Who are you?" When the young man heard this voice, his eyes and pupils suddenly shrank. When he raised his head and saw the figure, he took another deep breath.
This figure has no trace of breath. The figure is dressed in blue, bathed in red fire, hazy, and surrounded by flying dragons and phoenixes. It has become a scene that cannot be taken away from the eyes.
The hazy and loose black hair gives her a somewhat evil beauty, and her pair of waveless eyes seem to be incompatible with this world.
This is world-weariness, and even self-loathing.
The black hair moves wildly, just like the sudden spring breeze overnight, and the ink curls around the fingertips, as if there are many stories hidden deep inside.
When the young man saw the man in blue, he felt palpitations in his heart. This feeling was far stronger than before when he was in front of the ghost immortal.
The man in blue looked at the young man in front of him, shook his head, and said in a lonely voice: "That's right, you have just stepped into the ranks of true gods, and you have not even reached the thousand-year mark."
"And I have been silent for tens of thousands of years. It's normal that you don't know me."
"Who are you?" The young man felt that when the man in blue spoke, there was a strong sense of death in his body.
Even the current of this river cannot wash away this will to die.
The man in blue shook his head and said: "Who am I? I'm afraid even I don't know it. Because my existence is not even the continuation of the race. I only know that I later called myself Luo Shenyu."
"Luoshenyu!"
These three words fell on the young man's ears like thunder.
The young man did not recognize the man in blue in front of him, but he knew the name.
Luo Shenyu, this is an extremely strong person. His life experience is also extremely miserable.
Once upon a time, Luo Shen Yu was not called Luo Shen Yu.
Once upon a time, there were eleven ancient tribes in the seven realms of the God Realm. However, many years ago, one large ancient tribe completely disappeared from there and was wiped out by a supremely powerful man. Since then, the seven realms of the God Realm have
, there are only eleven ancient tribes.
That clan controls the fire of heaven and earth. Their name is Zhuzhao.
This race no longer exists, but in this era, such a person appeared in the world. He lived in water and reached the extreme. He was invincible and shocked all races. He also shocked the ancient gods and even alarmed God.
Because, in the past, the strongest man of that clan fought a life-and-death battle with a powerful human race in order to seize the throne of God, but was ultimately defeated and fell.
This clan was so powerful that it made God palpitate, so he wiped out all the creatures of this clan, but there were still fish that slipped through the net.
Although these people are still alive, the inherited divine veins in their bodies have been completely wiped out, and they will never be able to shine again.
Luo Shenyu is a member of the Zhuzhao tribe whose divine veins have disappeared. The blood has been passed down from generation to generation, causing all the blood to accumulate on him.
Hatred, anger, and the desperate hope of returning.
"Luo Shenyu, are you Luo Shenyu?" Hearing this, the young man took a deep breath again, with strong fire burning in his eyes.
The man in blue nodded and said: "It is indeed me, my name is Luo Shenyu."
The young man took a deep breath again, and the heat in his eyes deepened.
"I have always enjoyed reading your books, but I didn't expect to see you in person today."
"Do you like my book?" The man in blue's eyes flashed, and there was finally a smile on his lips.
The young man nodded heavily and said very seriously: "I like it."
The smile on Luo Shenyu's face became even thicker, and he said: "If you really like my books, then I won't bully you. Originally, I wanted to beat you up so that you know that there is a world outside the sky.
, there are people outside, try your best to stabilize your cultivation. But if you like my book so much, then"
"Won't you beat me?" The young man knew how terrifying Luo Shenyu was, so naturally he didn't want to fight with him.
The man in blue blinked, shook his head and said with a smile: "I still have to beat him, but at this moment, I have a sudden impulse and want to record what happened today."
Luo Shenyu turned his hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand.
He used his finger as a pen and wrote a line of words on it.
I am very happy to meet my readers today.
(Allow me to be naughty, in about ten chapters we will have the big time.)