Above a planet.

Everything is conceived again, and everything reveals a reckless atmosphere.

This is a very fast-developing planet.

Black apes appeared above, jumping on the trees, settled on the tree house, even appeared their own language, and began to practice.

Originally, they couldn't get out of ignorance so quickly, but the saints of the ancient dojo sent some disciples out to teach the common people, so that the land could regain vitality.

This is a prairie, under the sunset, the sun looks golden and unusually mild.

The young apes, in twos and threes, read and read here, followed the teachings of their elders, began to practice, received enlightenment, and formed a small primitive school.

An older ape was preaching high above,

The students below talked a lot,

"The chaos of the heavens and the earth has not opened, and there are creatures in the muddy world. The ancient gods and demons opened up the heavens and the earth with their brilliance, and then preached... it is really amazing!"

"Yes, he led the three thousand demon gods to open up the heavens and the earth together, and then they fell and became part of the rules of the universe. It is too great... They are not old and immortal, but they choose to fall for our future generations. It is because of the ancient gods and demons. We acquired gods."

Yimang’s deeds were almost covered up. The remaining sermons did not know how to narrate the cruel truth. They still maintained sufficient respect for Yimang, burying all the unbearable things, and only left behind. Sacrifice for the whole world, the ancient story of preaching.

In the eyes of those surviving saints, no matter how bloody and violent in the end, everyone is the oldest in the chaos, innocent young people laughing together.

"What is enviable?"

An ape sitting by the water pool in the distance suddenly laughed.

Several students glanced at him from a distance.

The students came over and looked at him convincingly, "Crazy lord, that's an ancient god! Don't allow you to be disrespectful to them!"

The ape listened to those stories quietly, took a sip of wine, and Yu Guang glanced at them, "What is the power of the innate gods and demons in the chaos? The first batch of their own simplest lives was born by the'quality'. With the spiritual wisdom, the born creatures are perfected and belong to the strong group...If they are strong, they will not be eliminated and perished by the times."

"Now, this is the era of acquired life."

He smiled and looked at these creatures, "In time, why should you envy them? You must surpass them."

"Crazy and crazy."

"The day after tomorrow, how can it be better than innate?"

These students were angry and ignored him and left.

This ape just smiled. The blood of these born creatures is already too powerful and perfect compared to their innate ancient gods. I don’t know how much they surpassed. Their biological structure is fine and complex, even in the microscopic world. They are so perfect and delicate that they are unimaginable.

The second female is doing a very good job. These acquired creatures are the darlings of the protagonist of the world.

In fact, the same is true.

The life born from the original quality, ordinary sand, stone, soil, and wood are refined, and their blood is very ordinary. In the mature universe of later generations, no one can see it. In the distant future generations, the "primitive" was born. Most of the plant spirits, their bloodline talents are extremely mediocre.

"After generations, the rules are constantly being improved... The times are constantly developing. How can there be more primitive and more powerful truths?" Yi Mang shook his head. The truth is simple, but it was deified by those ancient stories and pushed them. To an unimaginable height, they are nothing more than a group of sad creatures.

Facing the sunset, he was blowing the cold wind, and he didn't care about those students leaving.

His second deadline is coming.

Even if it has gained stronger power, it will only take more time to resist the assimilation of the universe.

But the aging of the second life made him feel uneasy and panic from the beginning,

Because he knew that he no longer had any means to resist the assimilation of the universe.

"Unconsciously, I speeded up time again and came to the future of more than two hundred thousand years." He whispered, "Sure enough, I didn't find any way to change my doomed death."

"This world is really beautiful."

He sat on the edge of the pond, looking up at dusk, the rustling bright stars,

"But suddenly there was a feeling of being at a loss, as if in another time and space, everything that I knew well was leaving me..."

He paused.

I remembered the era of cosmic sculpture opened up by joyful, lively creatures. The entire universe is sculptured. Everyone is leaning on one's shoulders and laughing....

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly wanted to go back to the beginning, when the fallen gods and demons were together again, even in chaos and laughter.

"Once, we obviously hated those days, day after day, dull and boring, but those days that once hated them can't go back now."

He counted his life, and suddenly murmured.

"In the past two hundred thousand years, I hope to find a way to the future, a new future, to make up for my faults, but it took me one hundred thousand years to find that after the tenth level, there is no realm.

In the next 100,000 years, I gave up my life and started to deduct the future of the entire universe, wanting to do something for it to make up for my fault.

The universe began to have no secrets in front of me, except for the original mysterious figure... As a result, under my deduction, I discovered a terrifying truth. This universe has no future..."

"And I, now I want to give this universe a distant future."

The corner of his mouth raised a faint smile, "I don't know, at the last moment, can I make up for everything..."

He raised his head and looked at the vast sky of the universe, as if he had remembered his first thought again.

"I want a... a terrible death!!"

boom!

He stood up suddenly and stepped into the star sea.

He will spend a bad time to the final moment of life.

Suddenly, he trembled all over, and behind him came a voice that he had been expecting for a long time, and had been expecting for countless days and months, but never appeared:

"What do you want to do?"

Yimang turned around and looked at the existence.

This is a hazy figure of a man.

The eyes were clear and flickering, with an unimaginable sense of ancient primitiveness.

At this moment, the heroic man was no longer enthusiastic and excited, but calmed down after his complex expression. He was like a long-lost old friend, and his long-cherished wish at the last moment of his life ended:

"It's you, brother Dao, we meet again."