The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Time is still passing.

Xijia is easy to deal with. After all, after he lost some of his wisdom, his brain is not very sharp and he is a little crazy.

But the bald man's armor is a problem.

He just has no kindness and is a complete villain.

The immortals of all races fought with them, and every time the two sides collided, an immortal would die.

In the entire primitive starry sky, during this period of time, the strange phenomenon of blood rain in the starry sky caused by the death of immortals never stopped.

The entire world of immortality seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Yet, under such depressing circumstances, all creatures of all races became more and more vigorous, with talented people emerging one after another.

Finally, with the assistance of several immortal cultivators.

The weapon was led into a separate space with a permanent twilight hue, and what appeared before him was still the immortal level of all races.

However, this time, the immortals in the realm of Time Immortal all spontaneously entered the battlefield.

Like the pure joy in red, she is among them.

The bloody battle between the two sides began.

One immortal after another turned into corpses, died one after another, and fell on the ground.

It's just armor, which is also uncomfortable.

All kinds of tactics were used by all races, plus many hidden immortal cultivators joined the battle, especially various tactics targeting his soul.

Even though the spirit of the weapon was indestructible, it still became insane and completely bewildered.

As the war continued, immortals from all races continued to come from all walks of life to join this bloody battle.

The boy from the Yun family who dug tombs, a native of Yunzhong, also came to this battlefield. After so many tens of thousands of years, he seemed to have achieved the status of an immortal.

But this time, he didn't carry his hoe.

Because he felt that he might not be able to go back.

The fact is just as expected, the weapon is the immortal of ancient and modern times, the eternal primordial spirit, and the power of the immortal life.

In the years when the top combat power in the Xianming World was declining, he was an unsolvable existence.

The man in the clouds smashed the bald man in armor with a large black coffin, and then was grabbed by the neck by the bald man in armor, and both his soul and life perished.

At this moment, a rusty black iron box fell from the body of the man in the cloud, and was then caught in the hands of the armored man.

At this moment, after a series of bloody battles, with his soul being targeted by all kinds of strange techniques, his mind became increasingly confused.

He just casually opened the box with the power of the immortal life of the word "Qi".

With a crisp sound of opening the box, in an instant, a level of perfection in the "Three-Time Summoning Technique" rolled out and poured into his body.

The weapons and armor were sealed inexplicably.

In fact, he had seen the iron box.

Even when he went to the Yun family with Li Chuyi, he knew that the box was a sealed object made by the Qi Immortal using two transcendents.

The Yun family also knew that they had such a thing.

It's not that they haven't thought about taking it out and using it, but they can't open it and don't know how to use it.

No one knows that the iron box can only be opened after one’s cultivation reaches a certain level.

At this point, the fight came to an end.

And that piece of dusk-hued space was also shattered into pieces, with the remains of immortals piled up like a mountain.

Therefore, it was called by later generations as the place where immortals fell.

In the world of destiny, in that snowy area.

For so many tens of thousands of years, no living creature has set foot here, as if this place has been forgotten.

Li Chuyi is still imprisoned in the black cage.

At this moment, the bright yellow light on his body became brighter and brighter, and the Chinese character "fate" that had been lost returned to him again.

However, the twelve figures standing there didn't care at all.

"Haha, he's dead."

Li Chuyi stared blankly at the light curtain between heaven and earth, and at the man in the clouds, who just fell into the hands of weapons and armor and fell into pieces like dust.

When we first met, he was only a teenager, but he was carrying a hoe and working hard to learn how to dig graves, which was very impressive.

The words 'What we are digging are not tombs, but historical relics' seem to echo in my ears faintly.

Later, he repeatedly invited Li Chuyi to the Yun clan's territory to taste the underworld-style grave mushrooms, also known as "Zusong".

"It turns out that even if you already know the ending, you will still be sad for a long time." Li Chuyi murmured.

At this time, the middle-character fairy said indifferently: "It's not enough."

"The consequences of your taking the wrong path are not enough."

After these words, the snowy area fell silent again, with only the sound of snowflakes falling continuously.

After the weapons and armor were sealed, all the heavens and worlds calmed down temporarily.

But one day, on the edge of the Xianming World, on the starry continent, a man slowly walked out.

He stood under the starry sky, and it seemed as if thousands of stars were not as graceful as him.

The man stood there for a long time, as if he was entering the starry sky for the first time, looking at this bizarre world.

"It turns out that we are just prisoners trapped in a desolate land by the human race." He said softly.

"Why can we only be imprisoned here, while you can live under the shining light and in the grace of rain and dew?"

"We are exactly the same. We were born to seize the fortune of heaven and earth. Compared with you who were born weak, we are more suitable to live in this world."

Back then, the human race sent some people to station on the continent where the new race was located, hoping to find out why the other party disappeared like a bubble.

But since there was no result, the matter was left unresolved and the staff were withdrawn.

However, over the past tens of thousands of years, the fighting between all races and the weapon armor and theatrical armor has never stopped.

Half of the human immortal body, just by chance, crossed one galaxy after another and landed on that continent.

At first, no one cared.

As for that immortal body, its divinity had been destroyed in the great battle, and its essence had been lost in its flesh and blood after crossing the distant galaxy. It was no longer much stronger than the body of an ordinary cultivator.

Until one day, a naughty boy, as a way of playing, picked up a piece of minced meat and stuffed it into his friend's mouth.

At this point, the world of this new race has completely changed.

They discovered that eating meat that looked like their own would not suddenly turn into air and disappear.

They can even use their innate supernatural powers without restraint, and can continue to practice to extend their lives indefinitely.

However, half of the body is only enough for one person to eat.

It is at this moment that the man is standing under the starry sky, bathing in the starlight.

A book appeared in his hand, containing a general introduction to the heavens and myriad worlds. It was left behind casually by Cuojia.

"Life Realm!" He spoke in a condensed tone and headed towards the Life Realm.

Just like that, silently, the sky changed again.

The man tried every possible means and finally sneaked into the realm of life. In order to be inconspicuous, he captured those mortals by picking one out of a hundred.

He even felt that this was still too conspicuous, so he simply lay dormant, appearing only on some battlefields, collecting those human bodies and then preserving them.

He doesn't care whether the person is dead or alive, a mortal or a cultivator.

Because as long as they can eat humans, they can use the "correctness" of the human race to cover up their "mistakes."