Chapter 2990: In the beginning, the ten pulses reappeared (1/2)
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The Taixu Realm has a very special meaning for the human race and the entire 3,000 world.
Because the true Taixu Realm has already been destroyed by the five ancestors.
Today's Taixu Great Realm was rebuilt by Xiao Ye, the strongest of the three thousand great realms.
Afterwards, Xiao Ye, his relatives and a group of friends spent a quiet day in the Taixu Dajie and left the 3,000 Dajie.
Even though the major races of the 3,000 worlds have risen one after another, making the people miserable, the Taixu world is still a pure land for the human race.
The powerful gods of all races dare not offend.
Here, there are ten ancestors of the early ten thousand who had pressured three thousand in the past, as well as Xiao Ye's old man.
”Boom boom!”
At this moment, an ancient drum roared, spreading all corners of the Taixu Great Realm, shaking the world's four poles and the universe in all directions.
Looking closely, it was a lame old man in coarse linen, playing drums seriously in the universe.
It can be seen that the old man's blood is decayed, his body has old diseases, and his body is built into ten. There is a lot of effort in drumming, but his expression is very solemn, like performing a sacred ritual.
The sound of the drums was dull, as the ocean was torn apart by the rolling ocean, swept upwards, and spread to all directions of the universe.
”Our first ancestor, come back!”
”Where are you guys who were so old in the early days? You are all old, can't you lift the sword?”
At the same time, the old man shrieked with tears in his turbid eyes.
”Old man Lian, you are not old, how can we grow old?”
”Hahaha, although our tenth ancestry has not been rebuilt, but it has always been there, just waiting for the return of our ancestors!”
”My blood is not cold, my sword is not dull!”
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As the old man's roar came, there was a long roar from all parts of Taixu and Dajie, responding.
I saw a strong person of the sacred rank of the individual race stepped up into the air and gathered in the direction of the old man.
These strong men are men and women, without exception. Most of them carry a sense of vicissitudes. They do not know how many thousands of years they have been practicing. They are no longer young, and their eyes are full of tears.
There are even people carrying the banner and engraving the word ‘too early’!
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Although the name of the Taichu has long faded away in the rivers and creeks of the years, the ten pulses of the Taichu did not dissolve.
Once the name Xiao Ye came out, even after more than a hundred thousand years have passed, the followers are still like clouds, the war department is in the sky, and the universe is moved by him.
These ten people from the early days are remembering, and that period of time following Xiao Ye and overwhelming the three thousand worlds.
When the news of Xiao Ye's return came, the Taixu world was boiling, more and more figures gathered together, and looked far to the end of the line of sight.
There was a road of God's Light spreading out, and a man in black like a demon stepped forward and slowly appeared in their sight.
”We, the ten ancestors of the Taichu, welcome the return of the Taizu ancestor!”
”Meet the first ancestor!”
”Master Ancestor, you really are back!”
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In the blink of an eye, the ten early congregations gathered together, all moving uniformly, all kneeling down on the knee in front of the man in black and saluting.
”you guys……”
Seeing this, Xiao Ye was silent, but her eyes were red, and her eyes were a little blurred.
He looked at the faces of these men and women seriously, and some of them could still be recognized as veterans of the Ten Veins of the Taichu, and some were very strange, but descendants of the Ten Veins of the Taichu.
At the beginning, he didn't reshape it too early, because there is no need, the human race has reached a glorious peak.
But he didn't expect that he could still see the ten main congregations in the early days, and he still worships him as the master, without any change.
Whizzing!
At this moment, Emperor Celestial Emperor and Ziyue Festival, with the rescued human race and tribe, flicked out at the same time, looking at the scene in front of them, their hearts were shaking.
”Brother Xiao, really a generation of heroes, no matter where they are.” Ziyue Ji said with emotion.
It can make surrendering to a first-class world easy, but it is too difficult to let so many Saint-order creatures follow with utter despair.