The dragon disappeared into the jungle, but at this time Xiao Chen saw the figure on the horizon and the huge city.
Twenty-eight hundred years have passed in a flash, and too many things have happened on the earth. The human race has been completely wiped out, and a new race has emerged and has become the new master of this land.
However, this is not the result of the natural evolution of the earth, but something deliberately done by other worlds.
The newly emerged races have all appeared in history. Their origins have not completely died out. They all have living bodies in other worlds. Now, the other worlds are like grazing, allowing them to reappear in Kyushu.
Xiao Chen walked forward and saw an orc, which can be said to be half human and half beast. It has the body of a human and the characteristics of a beast, such as a wolf, with wolf ears. When necessary, the nails on both hands can expand and grow sharp wolf claws.
A huge wind blade swept towards me, Xiao Chen blocked it slightly, and the wind blade immediately shattered, but the energy of the fragments instantly condensed into a giant wolf and pounced on Xiao Chen.
This somewhat surprised Xiao Chen. The hostile werewolf in front seemed to have an extraordinary talent for controlling divine power.
"Who are you? Are you from the Celestial Clan?" The strong wolf clan member was on guard, ready to take action at any time.
Xiao Chen stared at the werewolf and said: "Thousands of years later, 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 reach the semi-ancestral realm, and maybe achieve the position of ancestor god.
Of course, this is just a possibility. Even if there is a 10% hope, it will be tens of thousands of years later.
"who are you?"
"Be your wolf king well, and strive to become the greatest king of your clan, and even the entire beast clan, so that maybe one day, you can participate in a battle that is destined to happen."
Xiao Chen said it a bit sentimentally. When a race rises, do you know that the end of its demise has already been arranged, and it starts over and over again, reincarnation again and again.
Are the ancestors of the human race the same? Have they ever experienced such things? Have a destroyed race suddenly appeared in front of them with sad warnings?
"What are you talking about?" This somewhat extraordinary wolf king stared at Xiao Chen warily, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said, "Please speak more clearly..."
"There are some things that cannot be changed even if I tell you the outcome. Develop your race well..."
Although Xiao Chen felt sad, he finally smiled to himself. Facing this little wolf king, what was the use of saying so much? Is it possible to meet him again? I'm afraid, thousands of years later, tens of thousands of years
Years later, the other party has long since turned into dust.
Within the territory of the wolf clan, several cities are very simple, which shows that their living conditions are still very primitive.
Xiao Chen floated like clouds and 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, and he couldn't change anything. He left before all the wolves could react.
Got here.
Soon, Xiao Chen traveled through the vast land where the orcs lived. He rescued a fox girl and met other kings of the orcs in person. However, he felt very disappointed. Only the fox girl and the wolf king
Their talents are extraordinary, and although the others can be said to be outstanding, even if they were given tens of millions of years, they would still not be able to achieve the realm of half-ancestors, let alone ancestral gods.
Xiao Chen left in disappointment. At his next stop, he came to the settlement of the Celestial Race. He had high hopes for such an ancient race that was said to be extremely talented and reappeared in the world.
The Celestial Race, living in the Central Plains region, is indeed a powerful race. Under the premise that they came into the world at the same time, they occupied the most fertile land.
When you come to the Celestial Clan area, you can see the majestic city from a distance. They are developing very quickly, much faster than the Beast Clan and others.
"I wonder if the old antique from the Celestial Race has survived. If he knew that his race was once again flourishing on this land, would he be sad or happy?" Xiao Chen said to himself.
The appearance of the celestial beings is almost the same as that of humans, except that everyone has a third vertical eye, which is a key part that can produce innate supernatural powers.
Naturally, it varies from person to person. As their strength improves, their vertical eyes will produce all kinds of different and even strange magical powers.
Xiao Chen walked into this city and looked at the prosperous race. He was full of hope because he felt how powerful this race was. If they develop, what kind of power will they have?
In the royal city of the Celestial Clan, Xiao Chen discovered a half-ancestor from another world. Although he was in the realm of the seventh heaven, it was nothing to Xiao Chen at the moment. He could easily kill him if he wanted.
However, he did not do that. Killing a half-ancestor would not change anything at all. If an ancestor god with unlimited potential was here, he might have the urge to take action.
That half-ancestor was actually teaching the Celestial Race various magical spells and various combat techniques to promote their development.
Xiao Chen was like a spectator, watching all this quietly. He felt that this time the other world seemed to be in a hurry. This reincarnation might not last long and would 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.
He remained silent for ten years. During this process, he visited every area of the Celestial Race and selected hundreds of outstanding people.
If possible, he would like to take root in this race and teach silently.
However, in the end he was disappointed. The starting point of this powerful race was indeed far superior to other races, even inferior to the dragon race.
However, he discovered a fatal problem.
The Celestial Race has a very high starting point, but after developing to a certain stage, their advantages are no longer so obvious. The outstanding ones among them can quickly reach the realm of immortality, but after that, they lack groundbreaking ideas.
The starting point is very high and the strength is very strong, but it lacks creativity, which is fatal for a race!
It may not be that difficult to reach the semi-ancestral realm, but it will be very difficult to achieve anything after that.
Perhaps God is fair and gave them a high starting point, but also created flaws later on. The overall measure is not perfect.
In the end, Xiao Chen only sealed a brand in the minds of more than a hundred outstanding people, including the various secret techniques of cultivation and everything that had happened in this land since ancient times.
If they can reach 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 perfect seeds, but some must be sown.
Later, Xiao Chen came to another area and entered the territory of another mysterious and almost perfect race.
The elves are a race with slender bodies and almost perfect appearance, and are extremely beautiful. They live in the forest, have a peaceful mind, and like peace, like hermits.
Xiao Chen found this race in a picturesque and beautiful mountain forest. He tasted the divine 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 on par with the Celestial Race. They are natural magicians and have a long life, so they have enough time to practice.
But, no matter what, their creativity is not as good as that of the Celestials.
"The mysterious and powerful races of the past have reappeared in the world, and we have the opportunity to see them up close, but none of them are perfect..."
After Xiao Chen was disappointed, he returned to peace. In this world, everything has its traces and there can be no perfection.
However, he still left behind the seeds of hope and sealed a brand in the hearts of hundreds of elves.
After visiting several more races, Xiao Chen finally came to the gathering place of the Dragon Clan. This is a powerful race, but its number is not very large, only more than 10,000.
Xiao Chen has special feelings for the Dragon Clan. Although they are not really the most powerful race, he has left more than a thousand spiritual marks and sealed them in this race.
After doing all this, Xiao Chen sighed.
Once upon a time, he also lived on this land, but now, after 2,800 years, everything has changed.
This is no longer his era, to be precise, it is not the era of the human race. The powerful 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, with the passage of time and the ups and downs of hundreds of generations, everything has changed.
The people who fought with him in the past have turned into clay, and the people who had a good time with him in the past have now turned into withered bones. The human race has perished, and now he is the only one left in this world.
This is a kind of silent loneliness. The world is huge, but there is no home for him.
Xiao Chen stood on a high mountain and looked into the distance. The breeze blew by, ruffling his black hair and disturbing his still and unmoving heart.
Everyone is gone. Even if he is an enemy from the past, it doesn't matter if he resurrects one of them. As long as he is a human race, even if he has sworn hatred, if he can resurrect a few people and reappear in front of him, he can smile away his grudges.
No more, they no longer exist, everyone has turned into withered bones, and life cannot come back again.
Liu Mu, Chen Fang, Jin Sanyi, Niu Ren... vivid faces appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes from time to time, but now only his lonely self was left.
And Keke, the poor little thing...
Recalling all the past events, Xiao Chen felt his eyes were a little blurry, but in the end there were no tears to shed, only a little mist drifting from his eyes.
In the end, Xiao Chen walked step by step from the east of the mainland to the former Yongzhou, walking from east to west, which seemed to be his last memory of the past.
On the ground beneath your feet, people from the past are buried.
Thousands of years later, who is who? Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust. Who can tell where the people from the previous life are?
The grass is so green, maybe there is the flesh and blood of an old friend under its roots; the deep pool is so deep, maybe there are bones of heroes at the bottom.
Zulong Village disappeared without a trace. Xiao Chen already knew this was the result. Xiao Chen was very silent. He had no clue whether his parents were alive or dead. He didn't know where the ancient village had gone.
Xiao Chen stood here quietly for three days, and then walked away. But when he was at the location of the original dead city on the path, he thought of Keke, who used to burn paper and worship for him with a bamboo basket, which made him feel helpless.
Bo's heart suddenly felt sour.
Holding back his sadness, he rose into the sky and left Kyushu, which made him uneasy.
Traveling through the four worlds, Xiao Chen found that there were not many changes in these four worlds, and there were still no living creatures.
With a long sigh, Xiao Chen bid farewell to Kyushu and Sifang World, and entered the world of death.
There is still a glimmer of hope in his heart. Did the alien ancestor god really completely wipe out all the monks near the village?
Is there no one who escaped that catastrophe? He wanted to search carefully in the Death Continent, and maybe there might be a final surprise.
Xiao Chen entered the world of death and passed through Shen Village. His expression was stagnant. In the past, he had already stripped off that piece of land and buried it in Kyushu, but now it seems that it has been flooded again, forming a huge
The tomb is like a mountain.
"Who came here to bury it? Did anyone really survive?"
Xiao Chen used his spiritual consciousness to explore, but found nothing, and then he walked towards the depths of the Death Continent.
The city on the way to the Maiden King has long been destroyed. The old Skeleton King and Jigong Buddha have disappeared, and their lives and deaths are unknown.
"Have Tianwaitian, Renwairen, Yingxiong and others passed away? According to the prophecy, they will unite with the mighty Pluto and will sacrifice in the Palace of Death..."
Xiao Chen muttered to himself as he headed inside, but he never encountered the mist of death again, which also meant that he could not find the Palace of Death and the mighty Hades.
"Xutian, I'm here to find you!"
Deep in the Death Continent, Xiao Chen shouted loudly, shaking all directions.
However, no one responded to him, and there was silence deep in the world of death.
Going further in, there are many dangers and obstacles, which are extremely dangerous for the ancestor gods.
"Is the Maiden King Qingqing? She and the three skeletons walked into the depths of the world of death and never returned after so many years. Is she okay?"
"You came?"
At this moment, in the depths of the Death Continent, among a sea of snow-white bones, the shadow of Taoist Xutian emerged. He looked at Xiao Chen steadily and said: "It's a pity that you lost the formation map!"
After confronting the stone gate at the end of the ninety-nine stone steps, the divine map split and sank into the underground of Kyushu.
"Xutian, I'm not here to fight against your powerful enemy. I want to ask you, did anyone in the village survive that day?"
"I don't know, the Death Continent is so big, how can I know everything? Maybe some people have survived. The ancestor gods from other worlds entered this world and encountered many powerful creatures in the depths of the Death Continent. They suffered considerable losses. In the end,
I have no choice but 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.
"But I have seen that girl, but that girl is very extraordinary. She is no longer a king and has been promoted to the realm of ancestor gods."
Xiao Chen was suddenly startled and said, "Can you take me to that area?"
"Impossible! The deepest part of the continent is a forbidden area of death. There is always no return. There, you will see many dilapidated ancient magic cities. If you want to go, I won't stop you, but I can't be distracted at the moment.
Go get in there."
"Then I'll go by myself."
Xu Tian shook his head and said: "I advise you to stop, there are people who are eager to wait for you to come to the door. You should know that in the last battle 2,800 years ago, there was also a king in the world of death who attacked the stone steps.
At the end. Someone noticed you and they are very interested in the divine map..."
Today is a transitional chapter. Tomorrow the world will be completely different, and the background will be completely different.