The writings of the gods!
At this time, Xiatian secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he was a citizen of Huaxia, so when he was young, he learned to read many pictures. So now, he could understand the meaning of the pictures.
The first picture said: All worlds are controlled by the gods.
Gods, on the other hand, were people with wings.
Some had twelve pairs of wings, some had six pairs of wings, and the rest had four pairs of wings and two pairs of wings.
Their wings were white.
They controlled all worlds!
But these gods became greedier and greedier, their thirst for power became more and more serious. They gradually found that the people of the worlds also had the strength to contend with the gods after cultivation. This made them feel a sense of crisis, so they carried out the destruction of the world.
The destruction of the world!
The worlds suffered the cruelest massacre in history.
The gods killed countless people of the worlds, forming an endless river of blood. Because the people who died were full of hatred, their blood did not dry up.
But all things were not destroyed, and humans were not extinct.
Finally, there was someone among the gods who was unwilling to continue, so he led one-third of the gods to defect. He was the Demon King Lucifer!
After defecting, Lucifer's white wings turned into black bone wings. It was said that he found some secret treasure, so his strength increased greatly and he became a twelve-winged demon king!
From then on, the Great War of Gods and Demons began!
The war lasted for a thousand years!
Seven gods and seven demon kings!
In the end, there were countless casualties!
Because of the appearance of the strongest person in the Heavenly Realm, the seven demon kings were defeated. They sealed their bloodline and unwillingness in the river of blood. The gods could not get close to the river of blood, because once they did, they would be affected by the river of blood and become demons.
Then, in order to prevent the demon king from being resurrected, the victorious god created a space.
He became the most mysterious existence in the Three Middle Realms, but in the end, he died because of serious injuries.
The demons were destroyed, but the gods were not.
To put it bluntly, the reason why the gods were destroyed was because of their greed.
Humans would not go extinct.
Time passed!
After thousands of years of changes.
The remaining gods gradually disappeared, and the Spiritual Realm was divided into three, forming the Human Realm, the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm.
Three races were established!
Generation after generation of strong people appeared.
"White wings, twelve wings!" Xiatian finally understood how his cousin's twelve wings came about.
At that time, his cousin had sucked his blood and mutated.
They hadn't expected him to become a twelve-winged god. Back then, the strongest god had only been a twelve-winged god.
Now, he could also guess where his cousin and the others had gone.
It must be a space opened after the death of that god.
Cousin Hesitation released a powerful divine power, so she was attracted by the space, and she and the other girls were sucked in.
"Looks like if I want to find my cousin and Bing Bing, I have to find that space first." Xiatian continued to look at the picture on the stone wall, but he didn't find a way to find the space. "It looks like it won't be easy to find that space."
Xiatian quickly finished looking through the entire stone wall.
In the end, he discovered the origin of the ancient demonic god's blood essence.
To put it bluntly, it was because Demon King Lucifer had encountered the Ancient Demon God's essence blood that his strength had greatly increased and he had transformed into a Twelve-Winged Demon King.
However, Xiatian discovered another problem.
Although his feathers were black, they weren't bone wings. Back then, Lucifer had bone wings.
In other words, Xiatian's wings didn't belong to God's wings, nor did they belong to Demon's wings!
"The records here don't have much to do with me. There were originally many races of Gods and Demons. They were just the dust of history. I don't care what they did in the past, but since there's a Demon God's essence blood here, I have to get it. I believe that when I set foot on the peak of the Three Middle Realms, I will definitely be able to find my cousin and the others." Xiatian looked forward with a determined gaze.
Even though these myths and legends sounded very exciting, they still made one's blood boil.
But no matter what, he understood one thing. Gods were humans too, just that they were stronger than others.
If Xiatian returned to Earth now, with his strength, what would he be? Even if he stood in the center of an atomic bomb, Xiatian would still be resurrected.
To put it bluntly, the gods recorded in this book meant that some powerful people were also greedy and had seven emotions and six desires.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a huge massacre.
And as long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, Xiatian would only believe 99% of it. He wasn't stupid enough to believe that these were real just because he saw the paintings.
But now, Xiatian was more curious about a question: "What kind of strength does a Twelve Wings have? Also, if he had Twelve Wings, would he be stronger than the strongest person in the God Realm on the stone wall? "
Whoosh!!
Xiatian continued forward. He now had a rough idea of the formation of the Blood River, which should be caused by the massacre.
And the Ancient Demon God's essence blood must be here.
The Ancient Demon God's essence blood was consumed by the Demon King Lucifer.
Previously, when he was in the ancient battlefield, Xia Xia had heard people say that there seemed to be ancient demon god blood essence nearby. However, in the end, he found out that there were only three drops in total, and they had already been snatched away by someone.
Three drops of Ancient Demon God's essence blood was nothing to the current Xiatian.
He was now a person who had digested ten drops of Ancient Demon God's essence blood.
"Paintings, paintings again!!" Xiatian walked for a while and saw the paintings again.
But this time, the information on the paintings was very useful.
Because there was a location marked on it. This location should be the resting place of the Ancient Demon God's essence blood. There were also some treasures, but these treasures seemed to be very special. There were also some wealth and cultivation techniques. But Xiatian didn't care about other things. What he wanted most now was the Ancient Demon God's essence blood.
Weapons, equipment, cultivation techniques, wealth, they were always external forces.
Only when one's strength was increased, then it would be useful.
Xiatian only needed to find the Ancient Demon God's essence blood, then his trump card would evolve. At that time, he would have the real peak strength.
And now, there was a large number of experts waiting for him. If he didn't have any ability, he would definitely end up in a miserable state.
"Why is this location so familiar?" Xiatian looked at the paintings a few times. Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground and thought. He kept feeling that he had seen this location before, but for a moment, he couldn't remember.
Xiatian frowned. He kept feeling that it was at the edge of his mind, but he couldn't remember.
"Right, I finally remember!!"
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