prehistoric calendar

We know that crying is useless, hatred, anger, and even despair, these emotions, mentality, and thoughts are actually useless.

No matter how much hatred you have, no matter how furious you are, no matter how furious you are, no matter how you step into the abyss of despair, the world will still be how it is, and it will not change with your will. In this world, everything is essentially determined by power, and

When facing the mighty power of power, thought and will are really too weak, too feeble, even if it is not nothingness, it is at least insignificant.

I have seen extraordinary beings from all races crushing human tribal soldiers. No matter how angry your soldiers are, no matter how sad your soldiers are, they will win. No matter how you conspire, the extraordinary beings can summon up their fighting spirit and use magic to crush them directly.

, maybe the weak can occasionally win due to the right time and place, but the strong will always be strong. In the end, his hometown, his people, and his tribe will inevitably be destroyed by all races. Under that kind of power, anything that is not strength will be destroyed.

It's irresistible.

From that time on, Ji knew that crying was useless. Hatred, anger, and even despair... were all useless.

Only power...only killing!

In the pit, Ji stood up with all his strength. The mixed-breed horse he was riding had been smashed into a pulp. He had just blocked the sneak attack from the spirit position, blocking most of the force for Gu. Although it was only an interaction.

One blow, but the majestic and vast energy still directly shattered his purple electric sword.

, and then shattered the bones of his arms holding the knife. This energy was like maggots attached to the bones, invading his body along his arms. By now, more than half of his body was infected with this energy.

Color, a light red energy appears on the surface of the skin, forming a large number of cracks and lines.

(As expected, it is a spiritual position, and as expected, it is a natural disaster...)

Ji looked at the sky, and a brilliant ball of light suddenly burst out in the sky, submerging both the light yellow energy and the light red energy in it, as well as the space ripples representing Gu, so Ji didn't know Gu.

of life and death.

(...But! How could I be willing to do so! Killing my people, seizing my ancestral land, torturing women, and massacring children, all the blood and tears that could not be washed away by pouring down the Chu River, how could I be willing to do so!)

Gradually, weak purple thunder and lightning emerged from Cong Ji's body. At the same time, when Ji was hit hard and fell, the eight thousand soldiers who formed a formation with him all suffered part of Ji's damage at that time, and each of them reached the level of

After reaching the load limit, all eight thousand soldiers fainted, but at this time, they gradually began to wake up, and then climbed up from the ground one by one, and began to connect with each other again.

"Stand up..."

"Brothers, stand up!"

"Hope that is hard to come by..."

"Let us die standing up!"

The eight thousand disciples murmured to each other around them. They came from different tribes. They were all descendants of the human tribes in this swamp. They had experienced and seen many miseries.

In the barren mountainous area, with little food and clothing, even a mouthful of food or a grain of salt is extremely precious. However, since the eight thousand people were elected and established, all the tribesmen have tried their best to support them.

Hundreds of thousands of people support them without any complaints, even if the cost is that more children die every winter, even if the cost is that some tribesmen secretly dig up the dead

They came to eat human corpses and died crazily because of the blood curse. They had no complaints about this. They just simply believed that as long as these eight thousand soldiers were successfully trained, they could return to the land of their ancestors.

Searching for food in the swamp, hunting, or planting, by then, they can support their parents and wives, so they have no regrets.

Only Ji and a handful of the eight thousand disciples know that returning to their hometown is just a dream, a distant dream...

Now this dream is about to come true. They can't wait to wake up and see that everything has been realized, but they are afraid that they don't want to wake up, fearing that all this is really just a dream. Compared with the shattering of this dream, death... …That’s really kind.

Death is just a moment of closing one's eyes, but if the dream is really just a dream after waking up, then they will not be able to see the elders of Jiangdong.

The 8,000 disciple soldiers all stood up from the ground, surrounded by countless tribes wandering in the distance. They wanted to rush up and kill the 8,000 disciple soldiers, but they were afraid of the aftermath of the spiritual battlefield. It was really like wolves and ferocious beasts were surrounding the surroundings. , the natural disaster was still lingering in the sky. After the eight thousand disciples' respective encouraging words, they all fell silent. Then when they spoke again, they all said the same words, speaking in unison, and the eight thousand people were like one person.

"Take our lives and... make our dreams come true!"

At this moment, something seemed to have changed. Standing at the bottom of the huge pit, Ji suddenly felt something familiar and unfamiliar flow into his heart.

Although Ji is a strange person, he has also lit up the light of the soul. The attribute of his soul light is purple lightning. This purple thunder and lightning can emerge from his soul out of thin air. After lighting up the light of the soul at the same time, his purple The thunder and lightning can even echo with the purple thunder and lightning from the outside world in the void, greatly increasing the power of the purple thunder and lightning he commands, so that it can overpower the vast majority of demigods of all races.

And at this moment, he felt something hot and strong pouring into the sea of ​​his soul, just like when the light of the soul was lit up, but this time it was not the light of the soul that lit up, but countless people. It was as if nutrients, oil, or something like a moth flew towards the light of his soul. Then, the light of his soul went from weak to gradually brightening, to brightening, and the boundless light he felt was In the boundless sea of ​​dark souls, this originally weak fire suddenly turned into a flaming ball of light, and the illumination range expanded dozens of times...

In the sea of ​​​​Ji's soul, the voices of the eight thousand disciples are still echoing. At the same time, in this dark sea of ​​​​mind, what Ji has seen and heard in the past begins to emerge, including the death of elders, the death of clan members, and the death of children...

Being driven out, massacred, abused...

The cold and hunger in winter, the heavy rains and landslides in spring, the drought and depletion in summer, the decay of all things in autumn...

When will it be the end?

Not only Ji was asking, but all his tribesmen were asking. In a daze, Ji seemed to see many people, his dead parents, his dead brothers and sisters, and his dead tribesmen. They all described standing in terror. Behind him, some people were covered in blood, some had broken limbs, some were shaped like evil ghosts, or some were only skeletons, but Ji was not afraid of them at all. Instead, he felt a sense of warmth and nostalgia, and then he saw that they were all He put his arms on his back and pushed him to prevent him from falling. The strength of each dead person was insignificant, but when they were added up, Ji felt an overwhelming power.

"Come forward, Ji!"

"Go help Koo!"

"Ji, take us back to the land of our ancestors!"

"Ji, don't admit defeat!"

Ji stood up straight silently. Although he could not see the eight thousand disciple soldiers outside the pit, he knew that these eight thousand disciple soldiers had died of heart failure.

"Mom, dad, and clan members, I didn't know you were always here..."

Ji murmured, and then his eyes turned into purple plasma, and extremely surging blazing purple electricity emerged from his body. At the same time, a vortex appeared on the top of the zenith. This vortex was not big.

But the moment it appeared, the two circles of light that were approaching in the distance suddenly stopped wandering, and they didn't even dare to get closer.

Then he reached out to the sky, and a wisp of purple thunder fell from the whirlpool. At first, this wisp of purple thunder was only the size of a hair, but once it escaped from the whirlpool, it immediately turned into a brilliant purple sun, vast and brilliant, and then again

It turned into a thunder pillar and penetrated Ji from top to bottom.

"Hongmeng Purple Thunder!"

In this purple thunder pillar, he stretched out his hands, and a large sword composed entirely of purple thunder and lightning took shape again. Then he stepped on his feet, and there was a thunder out of thin air, and a purple slash that penetrated the sky and earth cut through the ancient envelope in the sky.

In the huge light group with two spiritual beings, one-third of Gu's upper body was shattered, all six of his legs were torn off, four wings were torn off, and his fist also penetrated one of the spiritual beings.

abdomen.

The energy light group was cut open, and Gu fell from the air. Ji just rushed up and interacted with Gu. The two of them saw each other's eyes the moment they passed each other, and their eyes were so stubborn.

.

(I will heal immediately, come immediately.)

(I will fight them first and wait for you to come over!)

Then the two separated, one fell down and the other went up, slashing at the two spirit figures with the purple electric sword in his hand.

On the battleship in the distance, Luo Yao made a tut-tutting sound and said: "I actually broke through the barrier of the light of the soul... Although I have not yet reached the true holy realm of I think, therefore I am, I have also surpassed the limit of the soul. It is really amazing.

, this book really made me miss the mark."

Next to Luo, Jun was also looking at the battlefield. His fingers had been clenched tightly since Gu was attacked by a sneak attack. But now when he saw Gu falling to the ground after being seriously injured, he frowned in dissatisfaction and said:

After hearing this, Luo looked at him, not knowing what Jun was dissatisfied with.

"...Still haven't guided it out yet." Jun said in a low voice.

"You mean the kind of subtle power when fighting the Titan corpse?" Luo asked in surprise: "That power is not his own power, right? Is it the use of some kind of restrictive ability, or the one-time maximum power?"

Isn’t it the kind of power that only top-notch treasures from heaven and earth can obtain?”

Jun glanced at Luo but said nothing.

In Jun's understanding, the power beyond the critical level is just an insignificant part of Gu's total strength. It was possible to use it at that time, and it was probably because the Titan corpse forced out his essence. At this time, when he encountered a spiritual attack, he should have forced Gu out.

It's a good opportunity in nature. Who knew that this Ji would actually break through on the battlefield? It seems that we still have to let Gu face the holy throne directly. It is best to have multiple saints. Otherwise, when can Gu be able to return to his origins?

But having said that, this one... was indeed beyond his expectation.

Just now, he vaguely saw hundreds of thousands of human remains stretching out their arms to support his back. This was not the first time he had seen such a scene. To be precise, it was in his memory, in reincarnation.

When the plan started, he also saw another man with this scene, but the number of human remains behind the man was endless...

"A person of great luck? A hero who belongs to mankind, and... a person of destiny..."

In the sky, Ji's speed was really as fast as lightning. From the time he fell to the time he appeared, it only took a blink of an eye. The purple electric sword in his hand had already cut into the neck of the sneak attack spirit. The confrontation between purple thunder and lightning and the vast energy.

Fighting for consumption, the violent outburst

The light even covered up the light of the sun in the sky, and then little by little, the purple sword cut through the outer energy protective layer of this spiritual being. Finally, the blade of the broadsword touched the physical body of this spiritual being, and the spiritual being's eyes revealed

He had a look of disbelief and panic.

By this time, the eight thousand disciple soldiers on the ground...

The last person fell straight to the ground.

All eight thousand soldiers were wiped out.