Chapter 1162： finally

On a planet.

Everything is gestated again, and everything is breathless.

This is a very fast developing planet.

There appeared a black ape monkey, jumping on the tree, settling on the tree house, and even appeared his own language, and began to practice.

Originally, they could not get out of ignorance so quickly, but there are saints from the ancient dojo who sent some disciples to educate the people and let this land regain its vitality.

This is a prairie. Under the sunset, the sun appears golden and extremely mild.

Just two or three young apes, who read and read literacy here, followed the elders' instructions, began to practice, and received enlightenment, forming a small primitive school.

An elderly ape is preaching in the high places,

The students below have a lot of discussion,

"The chaos of heaven and earth is not open, there are creatures in the turbid world, the ancient **** and demon Yimang, open the earth, and then preach...It is really amazing!"

"Yeah, he led the three thousand demon gods together, and they fell together and became part of the rules of the universe. It was too great... They are not old and immortal, but they chose to fall for our future generations. It is because there are ancient gods and deities. Our acquired spirits."

The deeds of Yi Mang were almost covered up. The remaining saints who did not know how to tell the cruel truth. They still paid enough respect to Yi Mang and buried all the unbearable ones, leaving only The ancient story of preaching sacrificed for the whole world.

In the eyes of those remaining saints, no matter how the **** rage in the end, killing the red eyes, everyone is the oldest in chaos, simple young people laughing together.

"What can you envy?"

Sitting in the distance by the waterhole, a monkey sat laughing suddenly.

Several students glanced at him from afar.

The students came over and looked at him very convincingly, "Crazy adult, that's an innate god! You are not allowed to disrespect them!"

The ape monkey listened to the stories quietly, took a sip of wine silently, Yu Guang glanced at them, "What is the power of the innate gods and demons in the chaos? The first life of their simplest, happened to be born by the "quality" With spiritual wisdom, the born spirits are perfected and belong to the powerful group....If they are strong, they will not be eliminated by the times and destroyed."

"Now, this is an age of born souls."

He smiled and looked at the creatures, "Why do you envy them over time? You must surpass them."

"Crazy."

"The day after tomorrow, how can it be compared to the innate?"

The students were angry and ignored him, and left.

This ape monkey just smiled. The bloodlines of these born souls are already too powerful and perfect compared to their innate ancient gods. I don’t know how much they surpassed. Their biological structure is fine, complex, and even in the microscopic world. Both are so delicate and unimaginable.

Female B is doing very well, these acquired spirits, they are the darling of the protagonist in the world.

The same is actually true.

The life born with the original substance, ordinary sand, soil, wood become fine, their blood veins are very common, and no one can see it in the mature universe of the later generations. In the distant later generations, "the original substance" is born The grass and trees are strange, and most of their bloodline talents are extremely mediocre.

"In the future generations, the rules are constantly improving....The times are constantly evolving. How can the more primitive the more powerful the truth?" Yi Mang shook his head. This truth is very simple, but was deified by those ancient stories and pushed them. To an unimaginable height, they are just a group of sad creatures.

Facing the sunset, he was blowing cold wind, and those students left, he didn't care.

His second big limit is coming.

Even if it gains stronger power, it is just more time to resist the assimilation of the universe.

But the aging of his second life made him feel very calm from the initial restlessness and panic.

Because he knew he had no other means to resist the assimilation of the universe.

"Unconsciously, I accelerated the time and came to the future of more than 200,000 years." He whispered, "Sure enough, there is no way to change my destiny."

"This world is really beautiful."

He sat on the edge of the pond, looking up at the dusk, the dazzling stars,

"But suddenly I felt overwhelmed, as if in another time and space, everything I knew was leaving me..."

He paused,

I remembered the era of cosmic sculpture, which was filled with joyful and lively creatures. The whole universe is carved, everyone is on the shoulder, the innocent era of laughter...

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly wanted to go back to the beginning. Those fallen gods and demons would come back together again, even in chaos and laughter.

"Once, we obviously hated that kind of day, day after day, boring, but those days that we used to hate can't go back now. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com"

He counted his life and suddenly murmured,

"In these more than 200,000 years, I hope to find a way for the future, a new future, to make up for my mistakes, but I found that after 100,000 years, after the tenth order, there is no realm,

In the next 100,000 years, I gave up my life and began to deduce the future of the entire universe, wanting to do something for it to make up for my fault,

The universe began to have no secrets in front of me, except for the initial mysterious figure....As a result, after my deduction, I discovered a terrifying truth. This universe has no future..."

"And I, now give this universe a distant future."

A long-lost smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, "I don't know, at the last moment, can I make up for everything..."

He looked up and looked at the Chuanqiang in the vast universe, as if remembering his first thought,

"I want a .... rotten death!!"

boom!

He stood up suddenly and stepped into the Xinghai.

He will use a rotten roar to the final moment of life.

Suddenly, he shuddered, and behind him came a voice that he had been expecting for so long, and had never looked forward to countless days and months:

"What do you want to do?"

Yimang turned around and looked at the existence.

This is a hazy figure of a man.

His eyes shone with clear light, with an unimaginable sense of ancient flood.

At this moment, the hero is no longer enthusiastic and excited, but after the complex look calms down, he seems to be a long-lost old friend, and the long-term wish of the life is ended:

"It's you, brother, we meet again."