"The destiny has changed. Our Witch Clan can finally continue on the earth..."

In one sentence, the fate of the two races changed.

This was already a big event in itself, but nine days away, in the Zixiao Palace, the old man Hedao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Go against heaven, change your destiny, do whatever you want..."

The voice seemed to be scolding, but there was no emotion belonging to a living thing. The old Taoist glanced at the chaotic heaven outside Zixiao Palace indifferently, and then moved his arms slightly.

The way of heaven changes and the rivers of stars turn.

Something was vaguely changing, but the next second, the fate shook, and the different galaxies began to change again.

The old Taoist frowned slightly.

"Existence is reasonable. However, the change of destiny is not the right way, but it is reasonable. It is just that this child is related to the way of annihilation of the world, and he is born into a human race blessed by heaven and earth, but it cannot be erased. Therefore, it should be suppressed for thirty thousand years..."

The old Taoist's eyes were calm, but he seemed to be watching something. Along with slowly talking to himself, he quickly made some conclusions.

Immediately, a pale golden talisman appeared out of thin air in front of Lao Dao, and then disappeared into the air.

Tushita Palace, Kunlun Mountain, Jin'ao Island, the Paradise of the West, Wa Palace...

"The human race, Ling Tian, ​​acts against the will of heaven and should suffer the pain of thirty thousand years of suppression. Heaven and earth will feel it. Saints can take action to suppress it. They should receive the favor of heaven and earth, or they can gain the merit of measuring calamity..."

The old Taoist's calm voice sounded in the ears of several saints at the same time.

At the level of a saint, there are not many people who can impress him. At most, his disciples and others are a little concerned. However, when the four words of the so-called "measure of calamity" appeared, the eyes of these saints lit up one after another.

Measuring tribulations, encircling and measuring tribulations, is a terrifying existence that can cause dragons and phoenixes to perish, and even saints to perish. There are even countless tribulations that even saints cannot escape.

If you can get a calamity-measuring merit.

With the methods of a saint, it may not be impossible to figure out some of the origins of the calamity. In that case, even if you still need to face the calamity, you can still be prepared to avoid it.

The old Taoist's voice disappeared, and several saints disappeared into their respective dojos.

On the bank of the East China Sea, Ling Tian announced the words of the human race to accommodate the lich, and then returned to the city lord's palace. However, after returning, Ling Tian felt more and more the gloomy feeling rising in his heart.

And slowly, there seemed to be some weird energy aura in the sky beside the East China Sea. That aura enveloped Ling Tian tightly, as if it was a sign for Ling Tian.

By this time, Ling Tian could completely confirm that he indeed seemed to have done something wrong, so that he was remembered by heaven and earth.

The human race is the favorite of heaven and earth, but the two races of lich and lich are wanted to be wiped out by heaven and earth. Now, Ling Tian's actions seem to be against heaven and earth.

Or, there are other deeper things going on inside.

"I recently had the feeling that I had vaguely touched the realm of a saint. I will be in seclusion for a while later. You don't need to come to me. If anything happens, you can discuss it and solve it yourself..."

In the City Lord's Mansion, Ling Tian looked at the human masters standing there and spoke slowly. After finishing his sentence, the figure disappeared from the place without waiting for the human masters to respond.

At this time, Ling Tian could vaguely feel that a master was coming, a master who was higher than Di Jun and Dong Huang, and most likely a saint.
Chapter completed!