One thousand eight hundred and sixty one hundred million years
Lin Ming's last words were very calm, but unswerving. The unique address on the mobile phone saves traffic and is faster.
Under the bright moon, Sheng Mei and Lin Ming looked at each other, both of them silent for a long time.
Lin Ming didn't know what Sheng Mei was thinking in her heart.
He even had a vague feeling that if he separated from Shengmei today and met again in the future, the situation would no longer be the same.
"Your golden book."
Lin Ming waved his hand, and four pages of the golden book were shot towards Shengmei.
Shengmei put away the golden book and turned around to leave, but at this moment, Lin Ming stopped Shengmei, "Wait a minute!"
Shengmei stopped, with her back to Lin Ming. In the night wind, her black hair was flying, and she was bathed in the starlight of the night sky, and her whole body was shining with soft light.
"I have a question... You can choose not to answer it." Lin Ming hesitated to speak.
"Tell me..." Sheng Mei's voice was indifferent. She knew that even if Lin Ming stopped her, he would not change his decision.
"I want to ask...if you ask me to go with you, should I just go with you, or should I follow the Soul Clan?"
Lin Ming has always been strange in his heart. He felt that Sheng Mei seemed to have something unspeakable. Every time she transmitted a message, she was isolated from the law, making it impossible for anyone to eavesdrop. In the Soul Clan, she was wary, which made Lin Ming feel unusual.
Since he wanted to isolate his fellow saints from eavesdropping, what Shengmei said to him shouldn't be an edict, but something vaguely related to some kind of secret.
Shengmei turned her back to Lin Ming and said in a cold voice: "You have already refused. Is there any point in asking again? Is there any difference between me and the Soul Clan?"
"Yes, I want to know."
Lin Ming's answer was firm. Sheng Mei suddenly turned around, and her deep gaze met Lin Ming's shining eyes like black gems. When they looked at each other, the firmness in Lin Ming's eyes made Sheng Mei's mind suddenly change.
trembling.
It seemed that in an instant, her heart, which had been frozen, slowly warmed up again, and the layers of ice melted away just because of Lin Ming's words, "I want to know."
"Follow me..." Sheng Mei's voice was quiet, and the sound transmission echoed in Lin Ming's ears. "Follow me to a place, not back to the divine realm, nor back to the soul world. I will go away for hundreds of millions of years, far away from the whirlpool of this catastrophe.
Giving up everything is a silly suggestion... isn't it? In fact, when I asked you, I knew that this was almost impossible..."
Shengmei shook her head. She knew it was an impossible suggestion, but she still went to ask Lin Ming just to get rid of the last extravagant hope in her heart.
If you don't strive for everything, you will always have regrets...
What Shengmei wants may not be Lin Ming's answer. What she wants is just... no regrets.
"Billions of years!?"
Lin Ming gasped.
He has only lived to this day to be more than 150 years old, a hundred million years. It is an unimaginable long time for him. Even most deities cannot live for hundreds of millions of years!
When Sheng Mei proposed that they leave together for 100 million years, it was actually acquiescence. She and Lin Ming could both break through to the True God. This was something that there was no need to doubt.
"Why?"
Lin Ming wondered, is this "place" in the Thirty-three Heavens? Or is it independent of the Thirty-three Heavens? The growth of genius requires a broad stage. Lin Ming does not think that staying in a fixed place for a hundred million years will
Conducive to the improvement of cultivation.
So why did Shengmei make such a choice?
"You don't need to know." Sheng Mei had no intention of explaining anymore. She seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "I'm afraid you can't take away the two golden pages that originally belonged to you, otherwise you might be killed. You
Too weak to protect them, this is given to you as compensation."
Sheng Mei waved her hand, and a golden jade slip flew into Lin Ming's hand.
Lin Ming took it and took a look, and his heart was shocked.
This jade slip is a collection of ten golden pages!
Of course, it is an imitation, but even if it is an imitation, it is extremely precious, because if you want to imitate the golden pages, you will probably need at least a true god-level figure to imitate one or two points of charm, and it will consume a lot of time and energy.
As for Tianzun, don’t even think about imitating it.
To Lin Ming alone, the value of this jade slip was actually even greater than that of the two golden pages. After all, Lin Ming had already read the golden pages and remembered them in his mind.
Moreover, Lin Ming gave the golden page to Sheng Mei, which also got rid of the attention of the big forces, at least he would not be hunted down as soon as he went out.
Under this situation, Lin Ming had no life-or-death enemies in the soul world. After all, the human race was not hostile to the soul race. It was just because Lin Ming had slapped some big forces in the face in the original dream battlefield. This was not a big deal.
Due to the shared hatred and the fact that Lin Ming and Sheng Mei had a relationship that no one could explain or guess, no one would risk offending Sheng Mei and pursue Lin Ming for such a trivial matter.
With this point alone, Sheng Mei had done Lin Ming a great favor.
"Thank you." Lin Ming said sincerely. Although the jade slip in his hand has a much lower reference value than the original golden pages, it is the complete book after all.
Unfortunately, Lin Ming still didn't get the black book.
"You don't have to thank me. I'll take away your two original golden pages. Their value is still higher than this imitation jade slip. This is just a transaction. It's a fair transaction and we don't owe each other anything!"
Sheng Mei's voice was cold, and Lin Ming heard a sense of determination in it, which made him feel inexplicably depressed.
If he and Sheng Mei had a vague friendship of mutual sympathy before, now, this friendship has been severed, or in other words, frozen by Sheng Mei.
"When you and I meet in the future, we will only know that things are different. If we are enemies, I will not hold back. Unfortunately... you are too weak, so weak that I can't bear to destroy you..."
"Let me tell you another news. I'm afraid it will only be twenty or thirty years before the Holy Tribe invades the human race. You will be unable to stop it. Since you stubbornly chose this road full of thorns, just go on stubbornly."
Twenty or thirty years?
Lin Ming's heart sank. Maybe it was like what Sheng Mei said. He couldn't do anything, but no matter what, he would not escape. No matter how severe the disaster was, the human race would always have its incense to continue...
"You said before that before the Saints invaded the human race, there was a war to fight over the ancient ruins. So, in just twenty or thirty years, the ancient tribes in the ancient ruins will be completely suppressed by the Saints.
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"Yes, the ancient tribes are the descendants of those ancient tribes tens of billions of years ago. The most powerful among them is the ancient gods. They have divine laws and decrees, and even the Holy Emperor of Creation is somewhat afraid of them!"
"What!? The ancient gods!?"
Lin Ming was shocked!
The Ancient God Clan is also the race to which Queen Xuanqing, the Tomb Goddess of the Eternal Demon Pit, belongs. It seems that part of the reason why Hunyuan Tianzun founded the Reincarnation Road was to revitalize the Ancient God Clan.
But later, it still failed.
It is no exaggeration to say that the ancient gods are the most perfect race created by God in history. The souls, bodies, and inner worlds of the ancient gods are all powerful. But they can cultivate their spirit, energy, and spirit three times, and they have power as soon as they are born.
Moreover, his talent is unparalleled, and his lifespan is ten times longer than that of humans.
This is a race that attracts the jealousy of heaven. They are extremely powerful, but their fertility is hopelessly low.
No matter how powerful a race is, it cannot reproduce and will eventually decline slowly. Many people believe that the ancient divine race is so powerful that it cannot be tolerated by the law of heaven, so it is destined to perish.
Lin Ming will never forget the kindness of the Ancient God Clan.
In the Tianyan Continent back then, because of Queen Xuanqing, there was a "God's Abandoned Clan" that could be traced back to the ancient God Clan. Of course, the bloodline of the God's Abandoned Clan has been very weak. They are actually closer to the human race in nature.
Lin Ming was forced into desperation by the Asura Divine Kingdom, and it was the God Abandoned Clan who took him in. Under Shi Bai's protection, Lin Ming was able to start the fateful battle with the Asura Divine Kingdom that shocked the Tianyan Continent.
Later, Lin Ming was chased by Tian Mingzi, and it was Queen Xuanqing who saved Lin Ming. Queen Xuanqing even gave her body to Mu Qianxue's soul to live in.
How could he forget this kind of kindness? How could he be calm now that he heard from Shengmei that the Ancient God Clan was about to be completely wiped out by the Saint Clan?
But unfortunately, he was too weak to stop it.
"How...how can I go to the ancient ruins?"
Lin Ming gritted his teeth and asked.
Shengmei looked at Lin Ming and sneered, "What are you going to do? Throw yourself into a trap, or die for the ancient gods?"
Sheng Mei was sarcastic without mercy. Lin Ming clenched his fists and dug his nails into his flesh. He knew that what Sheng Mei said was true!
Once again, Lin Ming felt sad for his weakness!
He has been singing all the way for one hundred and fifty years in his life, but has he ever felt so powerless?
Zhu Yan, Xuan Wuji, Yang Yun, Tian Mingzi, those seemingly extremely powerful enemies, enemies far beyond his previous level, he defeated them one by one, but the Saint race, this is an entire race!
How long will it take for him to surpass it?
"Does the ancient protoss have a true god?" Lin Ming took a deep breath and calmed down his impulsive mood. He knew that he needed to calm down.
He was afraid that it would be impossible to help the Ancient Gods, but he could not just sit back and watch the destruction of the Ancient Gods. He needed to understand the detailed battle situation and analyze possible entry points.
Maybe there is a chance that even four taels can move a thousand pounds!
"True God? If the ancient gods had true gods, how could they face annihilation?" Sheng Mei sighed, "The ancient gods are the darlings of heaven and earth. The true gods born from their race are more powerful than ordinary true gods. Coupled with the decrees of the gods, the saints
We don’t dare to act rashly at all, otherwise even if the Ancient God Clan is destroyed, it’s still perfectly fine to take down the two true gods of the holy race. No true god is willing to be the victim of a war between the two races.”
"So the Holy Clan took action after the last true god of the Ancient God Clan fell hundreds of millions of years ago! The Ancient God Clan can be said to be the most glorious, largest, most profound, and most splendid martial arts civilization in the thirty-three days of this universe.
Race, the current soul race, and the saint race together are probably less than half of the ancient gods. Tens of billions of years ago, there would be so many young heroes and peerless emperors, and it is also because the ancient gods’ racial talents are too powerful! What a pity.
A huge and ancient race, but in the end, it cannot escape the cycle of life and death, the curse of heaven that forms, persists, destroys and destroys..." ()