Sign in for a Millennium, How Do I Hide My Ancestors

In the end, except for the Demon Lord of the Wide Curtain, all other demons were thrown onto the copper pillars.

Incorporated into the town magic tower, began to shine, and worked hard to reflect its own value.

The fourth floor became lively because of this.

It doesn't seem too empty after all.

Chu He glanced around, feeling satisfied.

Then he turned his eyes and looked outside through the Demon Town Tower.

The Zhenjie Ding was trembling, as if it had been lit with sandalwood, and wisps of green air came out.

A burst of invisible ripples, using this as a node, exudes a special breath and quickly spreads out.

Rolling like a wave in the savage realm, circle after circle.

The people in the barbarian realm really felt the sudden difference between the world and the earth.

It seems like there is something more.

Mysterious and mysterious.

They couldn't understand it, but with their cultivation base and instinctive feeling, this was not a bad thing, but a good thing.

They have a sense of bathing in the Holy Light.

Unobstructed and comfortable.

The old man from Lin County was very happy, but also very calm.

They have experienced a lot.

Know that something special will happen in the wild.

Opportunity or something will come up every now and then.

In other words, as long as you are in the savage realm, you are always enjoying the opportunity.

It's just a matter of chance.

Like the ancestors said.

This is the opening of the curtain, and all of them who are in it may be the children of destiny, and they will be the protagonists of this era.

This is a glorious world.

To this,

They all agreed.

Those younger generations may not feel so deeply.

But people who have come from the era when ten thousand races were fighting for the front, the human race was weak, the barbarians were chaotic and precarious.

They saw it all with their own eyes.

Witnessed the take-off of the barbarian Xia clan.

All kinds of the past will always come to mind inadvertently, everything is like a dream.

The world does change from time to time.

There are also constantly powerful creatures, who have a peeping heart towards the barbarian realm.

In this world of great contention, if it wasn't for the Xia clan's deep heritage and hidden ancestors' existence, this barbarian realm full of magic might still exist.

But the protagonist above, who enjoys all this will not be the human race.

If not hide the ancestors.

The people in the barbarian realm have long been buried in the dust.

They are very sure of this.

Those terrifying creatures came, that sense of powerlessness, that sense of despair.

They have experienced it first-hand and understand how unimaginable the hidden horror is.

The world crumbles, the heaven and the earth are destroyed.

Several times, it was just the aftermath of the swaying, blocked by the hidden ancestors, and before they came in, it made the barbarians feel like they were collapsing.

It should be said that it is more than just feeling.

If there is no hidden ancestor, it is a fact.

Xia Yuan, who closed his eyes in the retreat, dodged from the house and appeared on the martial arts field the next moment.

He looked up.

The light in his eyes flickered.

Smile on face.

with nostalgia.

In the feeling, the world at this moment is like raining.

This kind of feeling has not appeared in the barbarian domain for a long time.

It used to be a real spiritual rain!

This time, although no rain fell, it felt the same.

At this moment, it is raining invisible rain.

It is cool and comfortable to fall on.

Xia Yuan opened his arms and closed his eyes, leaving the previous tangle behind, as if he had returned to the happy and crazy moment when he first experienced the spiritual rain.

after.

He felt more and more conscious.

There is a sense of sublimation.

In my heart, for so many years, the entanglement from time to time has been slowly washed away from the depths of consciousness.

Is not the protagonist of this era.

Is it the son of destiny of this era?

Actually it's not that important.

He is indeed much stronger now than before.

Although many younger generations have surpassed him.

Although he is called the ancestor, his strength in the barbarian domain is no longer ranked.

Although now in danger.

He no longer has the ability to stand in front of him, so he can only shout cheers.

It is no longer a reassurance, a pillar.

But these aren't really that important.

This prosperous age, the present splendor.

He participated, he witnessed, he saw.

There is no need to be obsessed with the fact that the younger generation keeps shooting him on the beach.

Those younger generations became stronger.

He should be happy to be able to support the human race.

At least now, there is no need for him to drag his wreckage to deter the enemy and fight for the survival of the tribe.

There is no need to be so tragic.

You don't need to steal your life like an ant anymore.

That's enough, isn't it?

After thinking about it, Xia Yuan suddenly felt very relaxed.

That is the ease of mind.

Then it works on the body.

The invisible spiritual rain between heaven and earth, as if being attracted at this moment, gathered towards him on a large scale.

The rhythmic ripples of the Zhenjie Ding were thus disrupted.

It's all to blame for Meng Yi, always talking about the Son of Destiny in his ear, always saying that he is dormant.

When he found out that something was wrong later, he came to comfort him every now and then.

Keep talking about this.

In addition, he was constantly surpassed by the younger generation who watched him grow up.

He will get deeper and deeper into this entanglement.

As long as Meng Yi talks less, Xia Yuan can figure it out sooner.

Over the years, he liked children the most, and he didn't go to those little guys to play with them.

I'm afraid that they will grow up in the blink of an eye, and then come back and say they want to protect him.

"In fact, some things are not that important!"

"The Xia clan, the human clan, are now unprecedentedly powerful and brilliant. It has reached a level unimaginable by the ancestors of the Xia clan. This is enough, isn't it!"

"What's so uncomfortable about being able to see this prosperous world from a dying person coming back to life!"

"The juniors are promising, they should be happy!"

The smile on Xia Yuan's face grew bigger and bigger.

At this moment, he seems to be embracing the future of the world.

He saw the prosperity of the future human race.

He even saw the end of time and space, and those seniors who had disappeared turned back and showed him a gratifying smile.

The human race is prosperous.

Very relieved.

Moving forward slowly, I saw more and more ancestors.

What I saw before was the Xia clan in the barbarian domain. The ancestors of the past dynasties he worshipped were the ancestors of the human race that he did not know.

And the smiles on the faces of those seniors became more and more subtle.

The sense of relief is decreasing in steps.

It feels like those seniors are improving their grades, so Barbarian Domain's evaluation in their eyes is different.

At this moment, Xia Yuan felt that he was about to cross time and space.

But it just feels like there is a layer of shackles, and he can't get over it.

The faces of those seniors also became more and more blurred.

He vaguely saw worry appear on the faces of some seniors.

But too vague.

Xia Yuan felt that this should be caused by not seeing clearly.

Such a glorious barbarian realm, there is no reason for the seniors to be worried.

Just when the faces of those seniors became more and more blurred.

boom!

It sounded like a roar.

Although it is silent, it makes the creatures in the barbarian realm feel clearly.

But at this moment, Chu He has come to the fifth floor and put the Demon Lord of Guanglian in the steamer prison.

The Zhenjie Ding trembled again, and the rising azure became thicker.

The invisible ripples became more violent.

It was at this time that the blurred silhouettes of the seniors began to become clear again in Xia Yuan's consciousness.