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

At this moment, in this nameless city, thousands of houses are brightly lit, firecrackers are ringing in the streets, fireworks brighten the sky, and the sky is like stars and thousands of bright lights.

The prosperity inside the city seemed to be two completely different worlds compared to the bloodshed outside the city.

Those smiling faces are full of joy from the heart. After all, the Chinese New Year is all about an atmosphere.

The atmosphere is enhanced by the large number of people.

"Hey, any of our magical methods are much more brilliant than the fireworks all over the city, but no matter how brilliant the fireworks are."

"In these days, nothing is as atmospheric as a throwing cannon in the hands of a mortal child."

With the fireworks all over the city reflected in his eyes, Bai Qing also stood up, with a smile on his face.

"Li Chuyi, happy New Year."

"Passer-by, Happy New Year to you too."

"Although the years are just a casual look back at us, they don't mean much."

"But the atmosphere has been heightened to this point, so I wish you the best..."

He paused, and his tone seemed to be full of meaning.

"Then I wish that we will always be us."

Hearing this, Li Chuyi rarely looked down on this guy. After all, on this special day, he just raised his glass to signal to the other person.

But for some reason, passerby A suddenly looked lonely after hearing these words, and seemed extremely out of tune with the festive atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, Li Chuyi and Bai Qing looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why.

"Passerby A, what's the matter?" Li Chuyi asked in confusion.

After a while, passerby A slowly raised his head and said, "Am I going to cultivate my destiny in opera?"

He spoke in a low tone and said something incomprehensible.

"Well, that's right. Don't you know how to cultivate your own immortal destiny? Don't you still have a vest to play destiny?"

Li Chuyi was a little confused. At this moment, his eyes were still filled with the power of the Immortal Fate of Xizi, and he could see the book of destiny above the heads of all the creatures in the city.

At this time, passerby A said vaguely again, but his eyes became firm, "Yes, I cultivate the destiny of Xizi!"

"Passerby A, did you notice something?" Li Chuyi said a little uncertainly.

"It has nothing to do with you, this is a matter for us, the people who practice opera and calligraphy."

After passing by, Passerby A just raised his hand and took the book of destiny of a small repairman on the street into his hand, and then started reading it from the beginning, murmuring to himself.

"The dead have no names, because those who come here will basically turn into a wisp of dead souls on the land outside the city."

"So this city is also nameless."

Bai Qing spread his hands, feeling that he couldn't understand him.

Time passed by, and the three of them were still sitting on the seventh floor of the restaurant, watching the fireworks in the sky, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Countless monks like this city may soon disappear into thin air and bid farewell to this world completely.

Because most of the books of destiny above their heads only have the last page left, indicating that their lives are almost coming to an end.

Li Chuyi took out his brass box again and fixed a complete picture on the fireworks all over the city.

In the painting, there are male and female cultivators walking hand in hand, and there are second-generation cultivators the size of peas chasing each other in the streets and alleys. They just feel that in the past, the mountain gate was deserted, but this city is still lively...

All in all, everyone was smiling and seemed to be full of confidence in the coming battle to reach immortality, thinking that this would be a good opportunity for the whole world to leap over the dragon's gate.

Li Chuyi watched silently, and finally sighed.

The excitement in the city lasted all night long.

Today, the sky is quite clear.

When the first ray of dawn slowly emerged and fell into the city, what followed was a team of nearly 30,000 people slowly entering the city.

Their men are like relegated immortals, otherworldly, and their women are filled with fragrant fragrance. Every frown and smile makes everything around them lose their color.

And this team is naturally a perfect human race. Most of them are in the seventh, eighth or ninth realm. Of course, what they are doing is to fight against the coming thousands of races.

Seeing the arrival of the Perfect Human race, all the monks in the city had already been stunned, so shocked that they couldn't help themselves.

"He...they must be the legendary immortals. Hahaha, if the immortals come to help, this battle will be won."

"No, why do my legs feel so weak when I see them? It's like I'm seeing some kind of natural enemy, and I feel terrified in my heart."

"This is not nonsense. They are from the upper realm of immortals. How can they be the same as us mortals?"

After being stunned for a while, everyone couldn't restrain their excitement, cheered and jumped, their eyes filled with ecstasy.

"Must win...must win..."

"Must win...must win..."

There were even little Doudings who were no taller than their legs, surrounding the perfect human race team, and started running back and forth, huffing and puffing...

When a perfect human woman saw this, she held these little babies in her arms without hesitation, smiling and teasing them...

When Li Chu saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown.

In his understanding, the perfect human race, which feeds on human flesh and blood, has always been aloof. When did it become so approachable?

Bai Qing slowly shook his head and said softly: "Like ordinary mortals, they feed on chickens and ducks."

"But when I see a fluffy chick, I will occasionally pick it up and play with it."

"Actually, the perfect human race, how do you say it?"

Suddenly, Bai Qing's expression became extremely solemn, "I think their origins are very strange, and for so many years, my fake body has been all over the life world, and I don't know how many forbidden places or legendary places I have visited."

"I haven't found a single record of a perfect human race."

"Really, not a bit."

"I don't know if the traces of their existence have been erased or for other reasons."

After Bai Qing said that, he raised his head and stared at the sky. Today, there were no thick clouds blocking the sky. The sky was light blue under the early morning sun.

He said in a faint tone, "It's dawn."

"The killing is about to begin."

At this moment, in the primitive starry sky, countless races, led and protected by many immortal-level creatures, all gathered outside the life world.

They stand in the starry sky, so numerous that they are as continuous as the tide, covering the sky and the sun.

There is a Jiwei clan among them, but most of them are black-scaled Jiwei, with a few silver-scaled Jiwei occasionally.

There are several huge, dark steel cities, and they are all trapped beast cities of the Fusion Spirit Tribe. The people inside are basically Fusion Spirit Tribe warriors. There is a melting hole in the abdomen, which can melt the power of thousands of living things into it. All in one.

There are also a small number of people who have turned into the sun, and there is a mark of the sun on their foreheads and hearts, there are people who are rebellious, and there are even people who are teasing.

However, those who came here to participate in the war were all applauded, but none of them were here to entertain themselves.

And these Peng, just like the old Mi Peng, were ugly. Although they and Dou were twins, at this time, they were regarded as abandoned by their own clan members without hesitation.

In addition, there are too many races, some are born with three heads and six arms, or are born with three eyes, or are born with wings on their backs...

Each one of them is like a god or demon.

And most races in the universe are participating in this war with no winners or losers.

With a desolate and majestic horn, it sounded from nowhere.

I saw a circular gap suddenly appeared above the giant life world.

The immortal-level creatures accompanying him all waved their flags and shouted.

"The battlefield between the Ten Thousand Races and the Fate Realm has begun. In this battle, the immortal-level creatures on both sides will never interfere."

"Those who stand out in battle will enjoy the supreme fortune."

"Young men of all races, kill me!!!"