Hundreds of millions of years ago, the great earth was in the era of primal chaos. It was dark, forming an oval shape.
At some point, a meteorite fell and cracked the earth, separating heaven and earth.
After experiencing endless years, life objects appeared, slowly forming great clans.
They were the humans of the god race, the demon race, the human race, and the beast race
for spare all the evil beasts on the land
, the water race
for spare all the evil beasts in the water
, and the undead race.
They lived together on this great earth, a peaceful place.
He had thought that things would continue, but suddenly, the two sides began a war.
There was no sign that the creatures on the great earth would be plunged into misery, and the ground would split into pieces. Some races might even be wiped out.
Just as everyone was in despair, a mysterious woman in white with a veil on her face appeared and stopped the two races.
However, the destruction brought by the Devil Clan and the Devil Clan was so great that the earth could not be restored to its original state. The mysterious woman sacrificed herself for the sake of all the people in the world, so that her soul was destroyed and her body was destroyed.
"Master, who is that mysterious woman? Where did she come from?" the little monk in tattered monk robes asked curiously as he sucked at his chubby little hands.
"I don't know. It's just that later people call her guardian and performer." The old monk in shabby kasaya touched his beard and said. But his fierce eyes and tough body could not tell that he was already a thousand years old.
"Guardian and performer?" The little monk was puzzled.
"When the great earth is destroyed, protect it. When any race makes an irreparable mistake, punish it." The old monk said in detail.
"Then why didn't they stop the battle between the god race and the devil race? Where did the god emperor and the devil emperor go in the end?" the little monk bit his finger and asked.
"I don't know." The old monk narrowed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Then the guardian will never appear again in this world." The little monk's eyes were slightly red, and his small nose was slightly sour.
"Yes or no," the old monk touched his beard and said meaningfully.
"I don't want the guardian to disappear. I don't want the guardian to disappear. Master, you are so powerful. There must be a way." The little monk pulled the old monk's sleeve and kept shaking it.
The old monk shook his head, touched the little monk's head, and looked at the people at the foot of the mountain.
The 21st century, China.
The moon at night was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds, which looked extremely strange.
At this time, the plane was holding the first and most grand Sky Auction in history.
"You guys, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. And you, you, you, get up and go to the front and back of the cabin to have a careful check. Don't let a thousand people sneak in." A middle-aged commander was commanding the soldiers under him seriously.
"This time, we have sent out the top three armies in the world. I believe that the thousand-faced men won't be able to escape." The second young master of the Dragon Group, Long Wen, who had invested in this auction, walked over with a confident smile.
"That can't be said like that. The thousand-faced men have never failed. Back then, there were three top-notch armies from the Empty World that surrounded her, so they still managed to let her escape." The commander frowned and shook his head in disagreement.
"That's because in the past, she was either on land or on the sea. This time, in the air, she couldn't escape. We still have the last secret weapon. Tonight, I must catch the thousand-faced people and see who she is." Long Wen looked ferocious. He held the wine cup in his hand tightly, and the wine cup looked like a thousand-faced person.
The commander revealed a strange smile and didn't reply.
