Chapter 818

Siqi raised his hand and caught the thing thrown by Chi Yan. It was a small finger bone. Its appearance had turned yellow and had a long sense of history.

Aside from these, this is an ordinary finger bone, which does not contain any spiritual or divine power. However, just by virtue of this finger bone, people can't tell which race it comes from.

Si Qi took the finger bone in his hand and looked at it carefully, but he didn't find any clue. Suddenly, like a blessing to the soul, a light flashed through his mind, and he had a countermeasure.

Generally, Siqi refined the purest part of his divine power, and then injected it into the phalanx. With the injection of divine power, the humble phalanx emitted a glittering shimmer, and the next shimmer increased sharply, turned into a ten thousand light, and covered siqilong in it.

Siqi's consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and he found that he had entered another space from one space.

However, everything in this space is nothingness. There is no physical feeling under your feet. It seems to float in the air, and there is a white awn around your body.

In the face of the changes around him, Siqi's eyes were calm and seemed to have expected all this.

He slowly closed his eyes, and there seemed to be such a scene in the depths of his memory, especially familiar.

When he opened his eyes again, Siqi's eyes had become sharp. He raised his eyes and looked forward, and his sight was fixed there.

At this time, a distant and ethereal voice came into his ears

"Emperor die string!"

The sound seemed to come from all directions. At the moment of falling, the lingering sound curled up, making it impossible to tell where the speaker was hiding.

This voice called a name. When it fell in Siqi's ear, he felt strange and familiar, distant and close at hand.

Emperor die string

Si Qi whispered the name in his heart, and the tip of his heart was trembling.

"How long will you sleep in this beautiful dream?"

The voice came again, calm as an ancient pond, without any emotion mixed in it, with some hazy unreal.

This sentence was like a blow to Siqi's head. A stabbing pain spread from his mind to all parts of his body. Then the stabbing pain on his head turned into swelling pain, and some strange memories poured into his mind like a tide.

Everything he saw in front of him became strange. He seemed to have gone through the cycle of the four seasons, the change of times and returned to the beginning of the world at this moment.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a chaotic world. Gradually, the world had life, everything recovered, grass grew and warblers flew, and developed from a desolate early world to a prosperous and prosperous world.

He saw that the first group of humans in the world lived on this continent like wild animals. If they did not have human form, they could not be connected with current humans.

This period is the primitive period of the world and the earliest flood and famine era.

Then came the rise of the eight ethnic groups. With the rise of the eight ethnic groups, there were people's most primitive greed and desire. Under the expanding ambition, they fiercely competed for territory and launched wars one after another. The smoke of gunpowder and war spread across the whole continent, causing people to die.

Finally, what he saw was an era of peace. The eight ethnic groups restrained each other and never launched a war again. It was during this period that the world developed rapidly.