That is to say, if the virtual Terran Godsworn can’t advance to the distracted base, it will be difficult to exceed ten thousand years, Shou Yuan.
Except for some special races, it is difficult for monks of virtual intelligence race to escape the same restriction, that is, ten thousand years is too long for monks of virtual intelligence.
When I arrived at Xusun Haocai, I really felt what is called passage.
Ten thousand years has been too long, and the virtual change has made Sun Hao unable to find his former footprint.
When I was soaring, I became an agarwood sword and stabbed it in a big stone. I remember that it was burnt into a glass color and I will keep it for a long time.
But this time Sun Hao once again appeared in the soaring place. At first glance, it was actually a piece of Wang Yang sea. I don’t know when it was submerged in the sea.
Dive into the bottom of the sea and finally find your own soaring place, and you can’t see any trace of your own soaring.
Maybe it’s because of some spirituality when I was soaring that I actually became a group of powerful sea overlord hairy crabs. These bullying guys thrive here.
Sun Hao shook his head and sighed without disturbing this group of little guys to continue to let them bully around from their old natural enemies.
Once Bianhuang ancient fortress has now become a huge port city. Sun Haoxing can’t find the trace of Jijiabao. The only trace of the past is that there are still descendants of Ji, and this place is still under the jurisdiction of Terran.
Her family Xiaoqing, such as Yukime Tiliu, really hides her memory that there are not many traces of them in the world.
Floating away from his soaring, the first Sun Hao’s heart flooded with faint sighs.
The more advanced you are, the better your memory will be. It seems that the stories that happened yesterday have suddenly been gone for ten thousand years. Those people have already drowned out those stories in history, and perhaps in the eyes of many people, more people realize that they are illusory.
Who knows if he has lived?
Second, the location of Jidong City has changed.
Going far away, the scale is much larger than before. Sun boldly swept away the ground and actually found a soil layer that used to be a city ruin.
Yes, now this Xuanwu city is a city that has been abandoned or destroyed.
There are urban relics of different periods in different soil layers, and Sun Hao counted more than six or seven stories.
In this era, Sun Hao’s family was once active, and the city was too old to find the slightest trace at the lowest level.
There is no trace. This is reality.
Walking again gave Sun Hao an unusual feeling.
A feeling of vicissitudes of life of a white cloud-covered dog comes to mind leisurely. When this feeling is empty, Sun Hao’s understanding is not particularly profound.
Because Sun Hao is surrounded by many post-Du Jie monks, Shou Yuan has a long history, and because Sun Hao is in charge of the Terran Holy Land, the area is still developing rapidly, although he feels that there are not many changes in expanding himself.
Sun Hao’s feelings in the past ten thousand years are not profound.
Nowadays, the monk’s reincarnation is faster, and the pace of changes in the times is faster. Xu Sun Haocai really felt the love of the road and truly felt the vicissitudes of the times.
These places are not fairy mountains, and the changes are really too great. If it weren’t for Sun Hao’s deep memory, the roots would not be found.
With a deep sigh, Sun Hao went straight to his virtual mother, the Heavenly Sword Sect. I don’t know what happened to the Sword Sect now. Do you have any acquaintances?
What about the Jijiajian Sect?
Ling Tianjian Sect should not change much, right? Sun Hao flew away in the direction of Ling Tianjian Sect with a bit of expectation.
Entering the range of Lingtian Sword Sect, Sun Hao felt the breath of the large array of Sword Sect, which made Sun Hao wonder that the large array of Sword Sect is actually finished now, and the light of the sword in the Sword Sect indicates that it is not peaceful inside.
Sun Hao was very surprised that there were still races or sects that didn’t have eyes to enter the Sword Sect.
Ling Tianjian Sect is a well-known story of Sun Hao’s mother clan. The first thing for a monk stationed in virtual distraction to do after his arrival is to take a walk in Ling Tianjian Sect and get a touch of people’s ancestors.
According to Sun Hao’s idea, unless the virtual terran is facing genocide, there will be no race to kill Ling Tianjian Sect.
What can you do if you are distracted? The cannibal Ling Tianjian Sect is in such a mess that no one cares.
With a little bit of doubt, Sun Haoheng came floating and stood tall and tall.
A thoughtful expression appeared on Sun Hao’s face when his knowledge was swept away. The swordsmen of the Sword Sect were fighting fiercely, and the two sides were really serious and didn’t intend to leave their hands.
At the same time, the fighting of Ling Tianjian Sect is not that no one has asked a distracted man to talk to a little old man with a bitter face.
They all look the same, Nai.
Two old guys can intervene while fighting, but what can they do if they intervene?
Sun Hao’s knowledge swept away and he understood what it was like.
While fighting, both sides are Ling Tianjian’s own monks. Not only that, but the leading monks on both sides of the battle are still Ji’s brothers.
The two leading monks are still her brothers.
This is the problem.
If it is his sect or his ethnic monks who attack Ling Tianjian Sect, there will naturally be Terran high-level officials to help Ling Tianjian Sect tide over the difficulties.
However, Ling Tianjian’s fighting style is really not the Terran’s distraction.