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Chapter 390 In that battle, the inheritance of the human race was cut off.

There are ancient ancestors under Mount Tai!

This is a signal, and it also means that the Central Plains may still have foundation.

Even Confucius' cultivation level cannot be approached. In a short period of time, no one has the intention to explore.

Because their cultivation level is not much different from that of Confucius, even if they are stronger than Confucius, they are not much stronger. Since Confucius cannot go, they cannot get involved.

Therefore, at this moment they were just silent, and no one even made any plans to explore the bottom of Mount Tai.

After everyone pondered, the leader of the Qinglian Sword Sect spoke and said, "There are some vague records in the Qinglian Sword Sect."

"I believe the King of Beiliang will be interested!"

Ying Jichang took a sip of spiritual wine and signaled the leader of the Qinglian Sword Sect to continue. He knew in his heart that these people must have known some news that he did not know.

The more I know about the things I have back then, the more I know, the more correctly the enemy's strength can be predicted.

Then, make a complete plan.

"According to the records of our ancestors, the monks were extremely heavy in the prehistoric continent, but at that time, only a small number of human races took the ancient Qi Refining Masters."

"Later, the world changed drastically, and the spiritual energy was exhausted in the Central Plains, and the cultivation lineage evolved from the ancient Qi Refiner lineage."

"In ancient times, before the gods were enthroned, the human race practiced martial arts, which was the real path to inheritance of the human race."

"The martial arts that are widely circulated on the Central Plains are just a little bit of fur."

"Rumor, the battle was so fierce that the sky and the earth were broken, and it was extremely tragic. As the core of the battlefield, the human race was even more severely beaten and the human emperor was lost."

...

At the end, Lu Dongyuan suddenly spoke, and said earnestly to Ying Jichang, saying, "King Beiliang, I have also thought about this matter."

"I always feel that these are all intentional uses by the immortals and Buddhas in the sky. They are planning to use this battle to enthrone the gods to completely destroy the backbone of the human race and break the inheritance of the human race."

"It's a pity that the Zhou royal family was in great power at that time, forcing me to retreat to the outside world and unable to perform the act of the King of Northern Liang."

...

After Lu Dongyuan's words fell, the entire Jade Emperor was silent. The human race had been passed down for countless years, and there was never a shortage of generous and tragic people.

They sacrificed their lives for the human race.

Death generously!

However, in this process, countless people also existed.

They betray human interests just for themselves.

"Um."

"Tianji Tower also knows some things about that year." At this moment, an old man in thick clothes said with a heavy tone.

"In some records, after the war of smearing the human emperor and enthroning the gods, the human emperor Xin was voted Tianxixing."

"And a prince who had not yet been called emperor and was just a vassal state before he died, was named Ziwei Emperor..."

...

The words of Sun Shang, the owner of Tianji Tower, made everyone's face even more ugly. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that this was a transaction between the Zhou royal family and the immortals and Buddhas in the sky.

It is also the trampling of the dignity of the human race by the immortals and Buddhas in the sky.

Then, everyone spoke.

The dirty filth hidden in the darkness was clearly placed in front of everyone again, and once again hurt the hearts of the human race.

After drinking the last cup of wine, Ying Jichang looked at everyone, and said word by word, "You are also considered giants of monks in the Central Plains."

"But you also know that even if your cultivation reaches this level, you still have life spans, and countless geniuses have fallen because they cannot break through."

"And during the Great Shang Dynasty, the human race could also cultivate to the golden immortal. From then on, there was no need to worry about the shackles of life. Although it would not be immortal, it could survive in the world forever."

"What do you think about the human race's state, the hopelessness of further development, and the ban on the immortals and Buddhas in the sky?"

A sharp gaze passed by everyone, Ying Gao said solemnly, "It is like this that I will survive for a lifetime, and I will willingly be the blood of the faith of the immortals and Buddhas in the sky."

"It's better to fight!"

"Let the bright world for the human race, fight for yourself the hope of longevity, and create a blue sky for future generations?"

...

This matter has something to do with the entire Jiuzhou.

Although Ying Jichang was committed to strengthening Northern Liang and prospering the Qin Dynasty, he knew that if he wanted to completely transcend, he had to use the resources in the entire Jiuzhou.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of the gods, and the strength of those enemies is probably beyond words.

Because of the inheritance of the Jiuzhou human race, even the celestial immortal cultivators have become the foundation.

At this moment, the giants were silent, and they were thinking about the consequences of this matter in their hearts.

Although the enemy is very powerful.

However, as a monk, no one does not want to be the strongest man who has no life span and transcends heaven and earth.

Even if there is a front-line opportunity, they will not give up.

Cultivators are often more reckless than ordinary people, and they are even more unrespected of life because they have martial arts to repair and peerless pills to save their lives.

As long as there is a way to break through, they will spare no effort.

"King of Northern Liang, if the great monks of Jiuzhou unite, is there a possibility of victory?" A majestic man like a mountain mist raised his head, his eyes shining.

"I can only say that there is a glimmer of hope!"

Ying Jichang glanced at the man, then said in a deep voice: "I received the news that in nine hundred years, another disaster will be caused."

"Just as the time of the gods."

"The same catastrophe will start from Kyushu, and its end is also Kyushu."

"Even if the monks of Jiuzhou are united at this moment, I can only say that after the next catastrophe, I have the ability to play, rather than being plotted against by others for nothing, but cannot resist."

...

After another long silence, Sun Shang, the owner of Tianji Tower, headed to Ying Jichang and said, "What are the plans of King Beiliang for this matter?"

"Continue to preach the Central Plains, challenge the strong to form an army, and first respond to the current crisis."

"Then, integrate the entire Central Plains cultivators. Even if the sect is not destroyed, there can only be one voice among the Central Plains cultivators."

"When the order is issued, all parties need to fight to the death."

A sharp gaze passed by everyone, Ying Jichang said in a deep voice: "I will charge at the front line, and our Beiliang army will definitely fight as soon as possible."

"For the sake of the human race, we are willing to respect King Beiliang and not make the Central Plains repeat the same mistakes!"

At this moment, the leaders of various sects, mainly the master of Tianji Tower, stood up one after another, bowed to Ying Jichang, and said.

They were eager for the scene described by Ying Jichang, and they knew that if they did not cooperate, the Northern Liang army would attack and attack various sects.

They are all monks, they all want to live forever and want to be invincible in the world.
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