Chapter 433: The mythical history of twists and turns
Following the insects of time and space, there are all creatures that have jumped over, including rats, cows, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, and humanoid creatures.
There is no doubt that these creatures are also extremely powerful. Although they cannot be compared with demon gods, they are definitely the most powerful among the mythical beasts.
Just the terrifying momentum depicted in the mural alone makes people feel like they are facing a different world.
"What are the scorpions flying in the sky, the devil? The devil of time and space?!" Gu Shunjing, who was trapped in the illusion of spiritual language, murmured to himself, "These... well, these beasts should have forcibly jumped through the space tunnel.
of super life."
"Qiongqi, White Tiger, Zhulong... Hmm, what is this, I can't recognize it."
Shimama was also surprised: "They...how could they find the tunnel dug by the Space-Time Demon?"
"It should be that the time and space demon has been plotted."
"Look, the mythical beast at the head of the tunnel is thousands of miles long, with two eyes standing vertically. It was probably the strongest person of that era, the Zhulong. According to legend, as long as it opens its eyes, the sky will be bright, and it will be astonishing.
It's like daytime; but as long as it closes its eyes, the day will turn into billowing night."
"Zhulong should have the magical power of time and space and be able to fight against the time and space demon."
The world at that time was different from the current world.
And that omnipotent thing can be converted into life span!
The balance of the environment has tilted slightly.
"It's more of a myth than a fabrication. What's beyond is the ultimate truth."
At the front, the top masters of each ethnic group signed a peace contract in every corner of the Sea of Demon Gods.
There will never be a day when civilization can find fewer ways to extend life and help its weak ancestors wake up from the seal...
The eighth mural that followed became even weirder. The super beast that had leapt over was actually in a state of confusion with the time and space demon.
So in that operation, the intensity of the war finally dropped quickly, and the style of the murals also became more serious. It can be seen that the person who painted the murals was really awesome, and he was able to incorporate his own mood into it.
Among them.
"These strange beings...are they the origin of the world's hunters?" Xuanwu was surprised.
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When a small disaster from the devil comes, even the sea creatures that have recovered are unable to sense it in their hearts and are running away slowly.
The sticky raindrops are scattered in every corner of the world, and they also appear in every corner of the world.
Shimama slapped her head again: "After a hundred years, the red moon will not fall, which is a sign of the devil's death. You once wanted to investigate the cause, and you met many civilizations here and made some big deals. Haha, then
The civilization of a community is quite small, but it is more than what you have here."
If we continue to fight each other like this, we will only harm ourselves.
Therefore, the intensity of the war between various species is rapidly decreasing.
They use various secret techniques to achieve the small harmony of life.
Before they jumped over, they realized that they had been deceived. The rules were very different and their lifespan was slightly shortened.
That trace of hostility nourishes a strange life, trying to hunt down all living things.
That world is too new, and the behavior of living creatures will affect the idealistic rules of the world.
So the weakest god-men of that batch sacrificed themselves, integrating "self-you" into the sea of demon gods, adding to the viciousness of the sea.
Many of the mysteries of Bad Image have been revealed.
As long as the number of weak people is smaller, the rules will stabilize more slowly.
Pang Tian nodded and said: "You guys don't have two explanations here. One is called the War of Gods and the other is called the Little War of Liches. I know they are two identical descriptions of the same thing..." p>
The world is still unstable. Their lifespan is too short, so when their lifespan is approaching, those old guys unanimously choose to reproduce fewer previous generations!
Pang Tian was extremely shocked. It turned out that the "worm of time and space" I killed had first dug a time and space tunnel for a long time, and then when he was exhausted, he had a fight with those extremely weak super beasts; then
I met the Azurite people again before and was beaten to death by the "Pillar of Heaven" built by the Azurite people!
"That's it! Do you have to call him daddy?!"
The seventh mural.
"There are still those huge little things in the deep sea. Have they... died yet?" Xuanwu's idea of picking up garbage is about to come up.
So on top of the madness of those lives, a crazy fight began.
If the struggle continues like this, the environment in the new world may be even better than the old world.
Even the essence of life is scattered randomly in the ocean like clouds and rain.
[Only the power without rules can transform the abnormal ocean into the sea of demons.]
The death of a small number of original native creatures has caused a small amount of hostility in the ocean.
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Even Zhulong is dead.
Because of the actions of the seventh group of weaklings, on a certain day when time and space intersect, the new mythological era and the old mythical era intersected for the first time in the world!
The eighth mural.
"I see, that's not the origin of ancient mythical wars!"
"The harm caused by destroying a race is real."
Therefore, the seventh picture is actually a picture of sacrifice!
In the eighth picture, the godless man sacrifices himself to temporarily calm the hostility of the ocean and gain a glimmer of life for various species.
Xuanwu sighed deeply. For a while, everyone seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of "sacrifice to you", and there was no discussion at all.
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That’s it!
Purple lightning flashes across the sky, each one not as thick as a water tank.
The devil is so unlucky that I can’t even imagine it!
Because in the old mythical age, there was no omnipotent energy source.
That mural is even more festive, as the painter seems to be displaying his talent wantonly with a teasing attitude.
When our ancestors reach the end of their lifespan, they need to integrate "self" into the ocean to soothe the small sea.
The Red Moon Demon God, the culprit, Xuanwu, shuddered from the bottom of his heart and pretended to be curious: "You also heard about that incident. Come here, have they found anything in their investigation?"
That involves another mythical story circulated among humans.
The sea water outside is blood red, filled with the aura of brutal killing.
No matter how weak those weak people are, they cannot adapt to the changing rules in an instant, so they watch their life spans of one hundred thousand or one million years shortened to a hundred or a thousand years... We fall into deep despair.
The scene in the picture is really shocking. This is really an era of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The first generation of mythical beasts even fought off the "insects of time and space". As a result, the previous era has become increasingly chaotic, and even...
A prisoner's dilemma appears.
"Many cultural investigations have yielded results, but they can only leave separately."
"Mr. Zhang, your good wife is really stupid. It's a pity that there is no other member of the Calabash clan, otherwise you would also want to find one."
The world is really the same as before. The blending of idealism and materialistic rules has made the road in the past smoother.
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(PS: The number of words today can only be a little more, because I suddenly had a fever. In the past few months, I knew what was going on. I had a fever for a while for no apparent reason. Dear readers, please forgive me!)
But in its memory, there are no memories of that war - which means that Zhang Ming may not have participated in that extraordinary war.
They are simply too weak.
Sister Hulu, who was floating next to Xuanwu, analyzed: [The original world domain may have been a purely physical world, and there were almost idealistic rules outside it.]
And Gushunjing is also in a mess. Hasn't it experienced that kind of era?
The new world is like a blank sheet of paper.
Suddenly, no one has made any big or small choices!
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Therefore, the weak in the seventh batch stopped frantically looking for weak points in space and worked tirelessly to open up fewer space tunnels.
At that time, there seemed to be no such thing as the "Sea of Demonic Gods". It was just a normal sea area with countless lives living and multiplying in the ocean.
Immediately afterwards, Shimama looked at the mural carelessly and said without any doubts: "Could it be that the corpses of those divine beasts are the origin of the Sea of Demon Gods? It is possible. According to the description of the mural, the corpses of those divine beasts formed a small continent, and the blood became
Xiaohai?"
Then, the smelly stone quietly hid in the corner, and the provincial Xuanwu reacted and laughed at it.
Facing the weak and tyrannical beings of the old mythical age, even a gap in one's teeth is enough.
The "insects of time and space" fought an endless war there and fled far away, never to be seen again.
If those old guys still run away, they will die!
(If things get worse tomorrow, I will have to ask for leave QAQ!)
A very cheap way to bring less weak people to the water, or even bring the entire old mythological era to the water!
A creature with a body and a snake's tail held up a huge stone and quickly swam away from the ocean, leaving only its back.
Shimama muttered without any annoyance: "Then...did the demon god escape? Oh, it's very unusual. The demon god doesn't kill him...usually it's the time and space demon god. Should he escape if he wants to?
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Yes, when I thought that Mama the sheep also had that memory, it felt a little bit worse.
As long as a species is destroyed, that low-level energy can be obtained from the historical line.
Their blood also rose and fell, forming a blood-red ocean.
Xuanwu saw the mystery from ancient times, as if he had witnessed this mysterious and vast time with his own eyes.
"If you fight them back, those mythical beasts can't even defeat a space-time demon. They have the strength to create a world."
However, if the previous generations had stopped fighting, the Sea of Demon Gods would still be full of violence.
At the same time, fewer lives jumped over.
Whether it takes a hundred years or ten years, survival and death are not just a matter of sooner or later.
"If you pass it, it will hurt your vitality, and you may fall asleep for a long time."
This means that they need fewer ethnic predecessors to create a real civilization!
[So as weak as a demon, it can only stay outside. It can hunt down creatures immediately, not just because it wants to, but because it can. Because the physical rules of that world are still effective. When it jumps over,
At this moment, countless physical and chemical reactions may have occurred in the body.]
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[Before a war, the death of a small number of weak people caused a change in the rules.]
Of course, some of them didn't want to sign a contract. They also wanted to offend the public, so they found a corner and sealed themselves in the deep sea, waiting for the day when the rules were suitable for their survival, and then reappeared.
The small family has all become short-lived species, hunting other species, but they can't survive at all!
Gourd was so praised that he stopped getting white mist and hurriedly hid in front of Xuanwu.
That new world is really too old, like an active volcano that can erupt at any time. The collision of idealism and materialism causes the rules of nature to change every day.
That is still the most terrifying thing. What is even more terrifying is that the weak people who have worked so hard to cross over suddenly find that their lifespan is slowly increasing!
Not many of the mythical beasts came alive and dispersed...
"It's really possible!"
Their bodies sank rapidly, forming small continents.
The fusion of rules is really terrible, just like the early days of the formation of the earth, when volcanoes erupted, violent winds and rains broke out, and poisonous gases were everywhere.
In that mural, some mythical beasts with different expressions are frantically spreading the essence of their lives!
Xuanwu always felt that those guys were trying to kill themselves, but they knew what to say... I must be among them, and out of despair, maybe I would do the same thing.
Although it is just a mural, it is filled with a kind of holy, melancholy and not lonely beauty, which makes people want to worship this mural.
But no doubts appeared in my mind: "What kind of contract is that... a contract to have fewer children and fight more? But how can we ensure that all races are at war with each other?"
Of course, it cannot be because of its incomplete memory.
Shimama's eyes also lit up: "Indeed, the creator of the mural probably didn't want to express that point of view."
In the seventh picture, there are too few weak people who have fallen, and the idealistic rules of the Sea of Demon Gods are getting worse and worse.
"What should we do in that situation?"
But if you haven’t experienced that, wouldn’t it make Zhang Ming look like a noob?
Shimama suddenly made an expression of sudden enlightenment, clapped her hands excitedly, and shouted: "Have they never heard of the ancient mythical war? That legend exists in many civilizations, and no group of people fight with each other.
, broke heaven and earth."
Gu Shunjing seemed to be offended and hummed... After all, Zhang Ming is also a mythical beast, and he actually said that you have this strength...
"Yes. In the end, we only found a piece of ruins of civilization. We saw everything." Pang Tianqian said angrily, "You think, maybe the devil killed the devil..."
Damn it, you do have the power to create a world.
Fewer naturally existing time and space tunnels appear in the Sea of Demon Gods.
"At most, it is very possible for a peak civilization to exist in that sea area, except for the possibility of the devil killing the devil."
"Yes, these mythical beasts looked like silly geese when they just jumped over." Xuanwu nodded in agreement, "It's because they have a small amount of injuries in their bodies, and they must be suppressed."
[Idealism and materialism end up combining with each other.]
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The last batch of weaklings from the old mythical age came through the time and space tunnel and faced a terrifying sea of scarlet and chilling.
Damn it, he is yours now!
It really has that memory!
Not the first picture yet.
Nowadays, the white paper is polluted by the killings of all ethnic groups, and it itself is also full of violence and terror.
This scene is really overwhelming, forming a huge storm!
That's the increase in lifespan caused by changes in rules.
Xuanwu said: "How about he wait a few years for you to give birth to a boy?"
"Just tell me why those guys are fighting. It turns out they are fighting for life span!"
I wish I could take the opportunity to pick up some rubbish...Xuanwu's mouth suddenly became dry. I briefly recalled my 151-year journey, and when I passed through certain places, I seemed to sense a thrilling atmosphere.
Those old guys keenly discovered that the way of civilization must replace the way of individuality!
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[You think it is a kind of pollution and integration at the level of rules.]
In the last moment, they broke out into a shocking little battle, and a small number of mythical beasts died one after another.
Some mythical beasts were completely exhausted and people died, but some were sealed by you and used various secret techniques to survive that difficult era. Since they have created a race, since the race is destroyed, civilization is
will perish.
[The huge changes in the rules have resulted in it having no power but being able to use it, making it look like a goose.]
Therefore, even the weakest god-man with a good environment cannot bear the terrifying rules. No matter how hard we struggle, our lifespan is often only a short hundred years. Compared with our strength, our lifespan is really short.