Not OK! Don’t say that Hongmeng can’t help us, even if he is really willing to help us, then who can enter the Gate of Time? Even if everything is true, how can we ensure that the teleportation location is transmitted to the three children.

The location is the same?”

Qian Zihan was silent again, and his dim eyes lit up for a long time: "It doesn't matter if we can't open the door of time, then we will find it one planet by one, and we will always find it."

Ming Tian sighed and said, "That's all. Although it will take more time, as long as they are still alive, we will definitely be able to find it."

Time flies, and 25,000 years have passed in a blink of an eye.

While guiding Xun Yeyu's son Xun Xuanyi to practice, Mingtian and Qian Zihan were looking for the whereabouts of the three children and Xun Yeyu. In the vast universe, many people tried every means to find the three children, but they all

No one succeeded.

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The Immortal Yuan Continent will make a comeback again.

There is no vitality in the dark world, the earth is trapped in chaos, and everything returns to its original appearance. There is just a voice that seems to be crying, shouting heart-wrenchingly.

"One day, I will come back... One day, the earth will return! One day, the gods will return..." The sound was ethereal, but it seemed long and powerful, making people unable to help but feel in their hearts.

A shock.

If you listen carefully, you will definitely find that it is not someone else's voice, and that sound is made by Luo Wuxin.

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The sun was shining brightly, and a group of ordinary farmers were sweating profusely digging graves with hoes. In three months, a magnificent palace will be built on this land.

This is a large group of ancient tombs. I don’t know how many years have passed, these tombs have long become nameless tombs, and no one has ever come here to pay tribute. A piece of white bones was dug out from the ground by these people, and their eyebrows were covered with eyebrows.

He looked painful. Most of them were unwilling to do such a job, but they had to do it for a living.

The sky gradually darkened, but everyone still worked hard.

"It's so pitiful that you can't be at peace after death, and you'll have to suffer such sin!"

A middle-aged man sighed, his face full of sympathy.

"Don't sigh. If we cannot dig the tomb area in time and get rid of these bones, we will be the ones who lie in."

The other young man shook the sweat on his face and continued to dig hard.

"What a sin! We will definitely be retribution!" an old man said with a painful expression.

At this moment, a child ran towards this side with a kettle.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

"My good grandson, why are you still running to such a place? Didn't grandpa tell you? Don't come here."

"I miss Grandpa, Grandpa, I'll pour you water!"

As soon as he poured the water into the bowl, a scream came from beside him.

"Come on, come and see! This...there are corpses here...it's actually well preserved!"

Suddenly, countless people threw down their hoes and surrounded them.

"It's so incredible! Look at this child, he seems to be asleep!"

The child was very curious and squeezed into the crowd with a bowl.
Chapter completed!