044 War
Two flowers bloom, one for each. Let's not talk about the infinite things, let's watch the previous war.
10,000 years ago.
The universe is flooded, and heaven and earth are yellow.
There is Taigu first, and the strong are like clouds.
full of vitality, also known as Shangyuan.
——The Record of Zhoutian Continent
In the ancient winter, heavy snow permeated and white came to the world. This whiteness has infinite penetration, passing through the fields, through the thick walls of farmers, and through the towering mountains and rivers stretching thousands of miles.
After the wind blew, this trace of snow-white completely turned into a flexible elf. It danced with the wind and snowed all over the sky. There were several such opportunities in a year. It was really a pleasure to have the opportunity to play with the snow. I don't know how many young men were fascinated and how many old men were envious.
However, no matter how beautiful the snow is, it can't touch Lao Cang's heart.
In Zhoutian mainland, the strong are like clouds, and Lao Cang is a peerless figure that many strong people also have to worship!
Today's Lao Cang is a rare top strong man in the world. His strength is not his martial arts and swordsmanship, but his evaluation. Whenever there is a great battle between the world, there will be Lao Cang.
He, like those peerless master in Huashan, witnessed and evaluated every fight and wrote one legend after another in his mouth.
Taigu, also known as Shangyuan, Lao Cang is the well-deserved king of Shangyuan comments. Every time there is a big war, there must be his figure, which is already the constant rule of the Shangyuan era.
"In a hurry, my edge has not been extinguished, the fierce flames, and the war is about to be dominated by me!"
Touching his beard, the old man looked at the silver-covered world of ice and snow and remembered his life, which seemed to be a long but short life.
A hundred years of life has gone in a hurry, but the years have never stopped. It is still passing unconsciously.
Forty years ago, it snowed heavily and was born on a snowy day. Thirty years ago, it was also a snowy night. It worshipped the infinite sword sect. Twenty years ago, it fought a decisive battle in the snow and made a great reputation...
The world is chaotic, and the strong are not as good as dogs!
The sky is windy, snowy, and more murderous.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"God's Lord Kill!"
In the days of the war, the cold wind was cold and the air was cold.
The murderous spirit is magnificent and the blood is hazy.
People stand in the wind, but the wind is so bleak that there is no grandeur of the past.
"Ring--"
Lao Cang gently pulled out his sword and wiped off the rust on the sword with the corners of his clothes.
This is the sword of fairness that dominates the competition. No one dares to doubt his authority, even the first strong man in ancient times, because his sword is truly adhering to the way of heaven. There is a soul and an immortal soul in the sword, which is another legend.
The sword is the supreme sword, famous for the sky, the Lord is fair, the huge waves, one sword strikes, and the world is peaceful.
"Let him go in the past! The real strong are not afraid to face the future!"
His expression was very focused, as if he was not wiping the rusty sword, but the wonderful skin of his lover.
Lao sighed and didn't expect that 10,000 years had passed unconsciously, and his apprentice Xuaner had also changed from an ignorant child to the world's top genius and a world-class strongman.
The world is still the same world, but in the eyes of the old man, the beauty of the past has now become miserable and inexhaustible suffering.
Of course, there are many pains that make him entangled, except for his disciple Xuan'er.
10,000 years ago, he was a world-famous swordsman, a genius disciple of the Imless Sword Sect, and a leader who could shoulder heavy responsibilities in a faction.
The years are ruthless, and ten thousand years have passed like this, leaving no trace. The only change is that his sword has become scrap iron, and his partner has completely become an ornament.
In a flash, it is ten thousand years!
After ten thousand years of practice, he is also a martial arts giant!
After ten thousand years of cultivation, he founded the witch gate, which is defined as immortal and immortal.
"Gaga--"
A shadow passed by in the sky, which was the goshawk hovering over the world's highest peak, Mulang Tianshan Mountain, drawing a smooth curve on the mysterious sky, leaving behind magnificent backs and ambition to fight against the sky.
"The eagle has ambitions. How can my ambition not be as good as the eagle?"
The eagle has lofty ambitions, so he flies far. If people are willing to degenerate, geniuses will also become waste materials.
"brush——"
The sword of fairness flashed, and the eagle fell from the sky, leaving some blood stains.
Mulang Tianshan is the highest peak in the Zhoutian mainland. It is the closest mountain to the sky. The mountain is high and there is no one. It is strange to have a figure. At this moment, there is another figure. How strange is it?
"Creeke--"
"Creeke--"
There was a sound of footsteps behind him. Although he tried his best to lighten it, he still couldn't escape the old and sensitive ears. Who is it?
The footsteps are like an eagle flying in the distance, and gradually come behind.
Lao frowned, slowly put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, and then raised his voice, "What are you doing here?"
The heavy snow reflects the world into snow white, and any scenery that is in harmony with the world can be easily found, let alone a person.
"Apprentice Xuan'er, meet the master, may the master live a long life and uphold justice."
The figure approached behind Lao Cang, and seemed to be afraid that Lao Cang would know. At this time, when I heard Lao Cang say this, I knew that after all, I couldn't hide it from him, so I slowly turned out from behind Lao Cang and lowered my head and said, "Master, the Shangyuan War is about to begin!"
"Alas! The Shangyuan War is about to begin. You are right. It's time to change in this world..."
"Since the world war is inevitable, let's look forward to his arrival, even if the master will die in this war."
"Master, won't we stop it?"
"Stupid child, why? The general trend of the world is rolling like a tide. It is better to follow the trend and follow the trend than to blindly stop it."
"There is a feeling that there is a huge sword. In this battle of extermination, we will not completely disappear. If your soul still exists, you can deal with the world again and integrate the world. After this war, all the superpowers will definitely fall, and you will create it alone in the future. Set up a dynasty, dominate the right path of the world, and the world is fair.
"Yes, master, the disciple will establish a dynasty. If the disciple will not fall, it will be called the Great Zhou Dynasty. You are the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the disciple of the Great Zhou Taizu, haha."
"Okay! The battle of the top, the battle of extermination, and the battle of blood killing have begun. You'd better follow your teacher to have a look! You can learn as much as you can learn the skills of these senior masters!"
On the day of the strong wind and snow, the famous battle of extermination began, and the wind passed without trace!
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