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Chapter 137 Infinite time and space, the only real world!

The prehistoric times have been immeasurable.

From the perspective of space, the endless prehistoric continent, the countless void world seas, the immeasurable extraterrestrial starry sky, all kinds of time and space, and all kinds of universes constitute the prehistoric.

One sand is one world, one tree is one heaven, even if it is a grain of sand in the prehistoric world, a wisp of vitality can contain countless worlds, layer upon layer of nesting dolls, endless iterations.

It can be said that from the perspective of space, the Great Desolation is already very large.

Even most living beings cannot imagine the vastness of the wild in their entire lives.

However, if viewed from the perspective of time, it is even more vast.

The long river of time and space flows quietly and spans through the ages. Apart from the main river where Honghuang is located, it is unknown how many branches of the long river of time and space have formed.

And these branches of the long river of time and space are the parallel time and space of the prehistoric, the infinite possibilities of the prehistoric, this is also a real world, and it is also the prehistoric.

Originally, the achievement of Daluo Jinxian should have contained all others and me in the heavens and myriad worlds, all individuals in parallel time and space, and covered all parallel time and space.

In the end, only the true self is left, which will last forever.

However, the way of heaven suppresses the long river of time and space. Da Luo can transcend time and space, and it is already good enough not to be washed away by the river, let alone confine other parallel time and space.

Even if it is constriction, it is only a part of confinement, and it has not done its full work.

Therefore, this also gives space for other parallel time and space to grow freely.

A branch of a long river of time and space, a prehistoric parallel world.

In this parallel time and space, the original history was overturned. When the dragon and the phoenix measured the catastrophe, the history turned a corner, and Luo Hu became the ancestor of Taoism.

The four swords of Zhu Xian killed Yang Mei, Qian Kun, Yin Yang and Hong Jun.

Therefore, it was Luo Hu who replaced Hong Jun to fit the Dao of Heaven.

The era called Motian was opened, and the prehistoric world was ruled by the way of magic.

What this parallel time and space Rahu practiced was not the Dao of Great Destruction, but the Dao of Evolution, which is natural selection and survival of the fittest.

In the era of Motian, there is only naked natural selection left.

If you are strong, you can live, if you are weak, you should die.

As a result, the entire prehistoric painting style became more extreme, turning into a wild painting style struggling to survive, with creatures fighting and fighting for resources all the time.

In this very extreme atmosphere, there is no soil for the growth of civilization. Every race is fighting and fighting, and it is impossible to establish a good system.

Most of them are primitive tribes, and very few can become a feudal system.

But, although this painting style of non-stop fighting is very extreme, creatures are tenacious after all, and there will always be strong ones who will slowly climb to the top.

Therefore, after countless years of fighting among creatures.

Some overlord races were faintly established, and order was gradually established.

For example, it is not allowed to wantonly attack new races.

Although all races are fighting non-stop, they also slowly abide by some rules to prevent the strong from dying and breaking the table, so that everyone can't play.

Luo Hu, who fits the way of heaven, is also happy to see it succeed.

He practiced the Dao of Evolution Demon. If one race really dominates and slaughters other lower races wantonly, it will not be good for his Dao.

After all, if one race dominates, what is the survival of the fittest?
The weak can pull down the strong, and the strong wield their knives against the stronger, making the entire prehistoric world full of vitality in a not-so-harmonious order.

Countless creatures thought that this situation would last forever.

However, no one expected that the one who turned the table in the end was actually Luo Hu who created this situation, or was it Tiandao?

Shouyang Mountain.

I don't know if it's because of the end of history, but in this parallel time and space, Shouyang Mountain is still a place where human races gather.

But now, there are not many living people left.

They all died in a catastrophe, a catastrophe of heaven.

The human race covered the surrounding area of ​​Shouyang Mountain to resist the malice of heaven.

Many human races lingered in Shouyang Mountain, looking at the scenery outside Shouyang Mountain, their eyes were very dull, and there was no light at all.

Ever since that catastrophe came, the heavens have sent down malice, suppressing the cultivation of all living beings, and taking away the vitality of all living beings.

Even, from time to time, he cut down the will of heaven with a knife, cutting down the realm of living beings.

In such an extremely desperate situation, even the Golden Immortal, who claims to be immortal, also experienced the calamity of longevity, and no longer lived forever.

Even Daluo Jinxian, who claims to transcend time and space and is eternally free, was targeted by the prehistoric way of heaven and lost his ability to avoid disasters and disasters.

Even, still faintly falling into the realm.

The high-level powers are too busy to take care of themselves, let alone these middle and low-level ones?That is to say, hiding in Shouyang Mountain, barely surviving.

"What to do!" Xuanyuan walked back and forth, very anxious.

This is the Human Race Hall, which is a place for discussion.

Originally, there were at least one or two hundred people here.

But now, there are only a dozen people left.They are the only remaining high-level combat power of the human race, two quasi-sages, and more than a dozen Da Luo Jinxians.

If they died too, the human race should also perish.

"Oh, Luo Hu doesn't know why he's gone crazy."

A Da Luo Jinxian was a little worried. He hadn't escaped the knife of God's will before, and Da Luo Jinxian's personality began to decline, and he would not be a Da Luo soon.

"The current situation is that Tiandao seems to have gone crazy."

"Even if it's us, as long as we leave Shouyang Mountain rashly, we will be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and absorb our life fortune. In the end, we will either suffer sudden bad luck or die at the end of our lives."

Many people are a little sad. They have achieved immortality for a long time, and their lifespan should be eternal, but now that the general environment has changed and the way of heaven has gone crazy, they will still live to the end of their lives.

Unless they run away from the prehistoric world, they will definitely be affected by the way of heaven.

"Everything is born to support people, now is the time for people to repay the sky?"

A certain pessimistic Da Luo Jinxian said.

The way of heaven wants to absorb their luck, their lives, isn't it for them to repay the way of heaven and give everything they have?

"As for Rahu, he is worthy? Has he fulfilled this duty?"

Xuanyuan who paced back and forth sneered.

At this time, a figure appeared and appeared in the hall.

"Shen Nong, do you have any news?"

When Xuanyuan saw Shennong coming, he hurried forward and asked.

However, Shennong's face was sad, which made Xuanyuan's heart uneasy.

"The alliance is split, and the matter of cutting down the sky can no longer be counted on."

Shennong was going to participate in a meeting before, and discussed with all the great powers of Honghuang about cutting down the sky, so that Honghuang could return to peace.

The results of it?Some powers thought they couldn't influence them, and they were afraid of Luo Hu's strength and the power of heaven, so they directly refused to attack the sky.

"What about the opinions of the Hunyuan?"

"I don't know, those Hunyuan never spoke." Shen Nong shook his head.

Xuanyuan was silent, and staggered back a few steps with a sad expression.

"Is my human race going to perish here?"

The Xuanyuan family said sadly, more than half of their human race has died, and now the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the formation of Shouyang Mountain can't last long.

Without the protection of the great formation, they would be exposed to the malice of the heavens, and finally perish completely.

"I think there is still a hope, Xuanyuan, do you still remember that weird thing we got?"

Shennong pondered, and took out a black box.

"This, this is something from other time and space we got back then."

Xuanyuan frowned, not knowing what Shennong wanted to do.

"Do you remember a rumor?"

"rumor?"

"It is said that there is a unique true world in the endless time and space."

Shennong said with twinkling eyes.

(End of this chapter)