Martial Mythology

All the Huaxia people could not help but bow their heads in shame.

They were very yearning for the Chinese civilization described by Zhang Yu, and at the same time felt ashamed of the decline of their own line of Chinese civilization.

Not only did they fail to carry forward the glory of Chinese civilization, but they almost forgot their identity as Chinese people.

"Is our Chinese civilization really that powerful? Do those gods really exist?" Huo Yan was stunned, feeling proud and a little unbelievable, "But why have they never appeared in this world, and they couldn't be found in the entire primordial universe?" Mark of?"

The Huaxia people also looked at Zhang Yu with doubts. Since those gods really existed, why did they watch this line of Chinese civilization decline to this point?

The space fighters around were also a little curious. They didn't doubt Zhang Yu's words, but they were curious about the reason.

Zhang Yu smiled faintly: "Because they are not in this world."

Hearing this, everyone was even more puzzled, only Hong and Lei Wu were thoughtful.

"You should know that the entire Xuanhuang Realm is a multi-dimensional universe. The place we are in now is one of the universes, the 'primordial universe'. But few people know that outside the Xuanhuang Realm is the boundless, muddy In Mongolia, there are countless worlds, and the Xuanhuang Realm is just one of them." Zhang Yu said unhurriedly: "We call worlds like the Xuanhuang Realm the ninth-order world. The Chinese civilization exists in the There are many ninth-order worlds, and even more than one ninth-order world has been created, and the Chinese civilization of the Xuanhuang lineage is one of the many Chinese civilizations."

At this point, Zhang Yu paused for a moment before continuing: "Those gods are located in another ninth-order world!"

"That is to say, even if they exist, they cannot meet us?" Huo Yan was greatly disappointed.

If we can't meet each other, what's the point of existence?

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Yan fixedly: "You really want to see them?"

Huo Yan froze, not knowing how to answer, of course he wanted to see him, but he wasn't even a planet-level fighter, and he didn't even have the qualifications to explore space. In the eyes of those gods, he was probably no different from an ant. What's the point of seeing it?

Even if the existence of those immortal gods is confirmed, it may not have any effect on the Chinese civilization of the Xuanhuang lineage.

Of course, everyone understands the truth, but it doesn’t mean that they don’t want to see those gods. After all, they are all Chinese civilization clansmen. Those fairy gods are still their clansmen.

Everyone was trying their best to restrain the desire in their hearts, not daring to show the slightest bit.

"If you really want to meet them, there's nothing you can do." Zhang Yu changed his voice, "Aren't there many myths and legends in your lineage? I can't let all the Huaxia people show up here , but if it’s just the gods in your myths and legends, it’s not too difficult.”

Zhang Yu asked, "Do you really want to see them?"

Huo Yan couldn't help being excited, his voice trembling: "Can we really see them?"

This is also the voice of all Huaxia people.

"Why not?" Zhang Yu smiled lightly.

"I implore the ancestors to cast a spell, let me wait to see the demeanor of the Chinese gods!" Huo Yan took a deep breath and said loudly.

Old ancestors?

The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched slightly. He had always thought of himself as a young man, but Huo Yan's old ancestor made him realize that he was no longer young. Calculated according to age, three generations add up, and he is already more than a trillion years old. Looking at the whole Hunmeng, in the eyes of those real old monsters, he may still be young, even as immature as a baby, but in the Chinese civilization of the Xuanhuang lineage, he can definitely be regarded as an ancestor-level figure.

It is absolutely true that these descendants of China called him the ancestors of his life.

Zhang Yu glanced at the Huaxia people, sensed their expectations and desires, and finally nodded: "Forget it, since you are so curious, then I will let them walk around, so that you can see clearly what our Chinese civilization is like." strong."

With Zhang Yu's current ability, there is no way to construct a long-term stable wormhole in the Xuanhuang Realm, but it is still no problem to construct a temporary wormhole.

His consciousness is connected to the wilderness world, and through the wilderness world avenue, he conveys his will: "There is a group of descendants of the prehistoric people living outside who want to see you, go to the prehistoric world as soon as possible, I will cross the obscurity and chaos, and call you here. "

The next moment, Pangu, Daozu Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohu, Nuwa Niangniang, Sanqing and others who were experiencing the Dao in the wilderness world passed through the wormhole leading to the prehistoric world almost at the same time.

When they returned to the Primordial Realm, an extremely huge wormhole formed in an instant, and this wormhole was the wormhole connecting the Xuanhuang Realm.

Zhang Yu has no way to directly build the wormhole between the wilderness world and the mysterious yellow world, so he can only use the dantian world as a transit.

"Descendants of the prehistoric?" Pangu, Hongjun, and all the sages of the prehistoric world were puzzled. How could there be descendants of the prehistoric world in the ignorant ninth-order world?

With curiosity, everyone passed through the wormhole.

At the same time, above the big dwarf star, the incomparably huge twisted vortex continued to expand, as if it was going to swallow the entire original universe.

Everyone stared at the sky, whether it was Hong, Lei Wu, or those ultra-dimensional fighters, as well as many space fighters under the ultra-dimensional, everyone held their breath, nervous, and looking forward to it.

"Om..." All of a sudden, the Dao of the multidimensional universe of the Xuanhuang Realm seemed to come alive.

In the vortex, a big man of rough cloth came out. He was bathed in a milky white halo, as if the avenue revolved around him. His body was so huge that it seemed to burst the entire original universe. Those eyes, but It is bigger than those supermassive stars, making everyone's soul tremble.

Fortunately, when he walked out of the vortex, his body was shrinking continuously. When he completely walked out of the vortex, he was already about the size of a Huaxia tribe.

But even so, he is still like the scorching sun, competing with Dao for glory, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"The Creator!" Hongyan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he was shocked in his heart: "There is no breath of reincarnation. Could it be that this person has passed the reincarnation?"

God, there are actually two real creators in this Chinese civilization!

The Huaxia people couldn't help getting excited the moment they saw that strong man, and shouted crazily in their hearts: "Pangu God, it's Pangu God!" Although there is no unified conclusion on the image of Pangu God in myths and legends, but The Huaxia tribe recognized his identity the first time they saw him. It seemed to be the induction from the blood, and the imprint from the depths of consciousness.

The myth has come!

The fairy gods that only exist in the ancient legends of Chinese civilization have appeared in an unprecedented shocking way!

Even though they believed that the Great God Pan Gu really existed, when everyone really saw him, they still couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts.

Lei Wu glanced at many ultra-dimensional fighters, all of them were shocked: "So strong!"

It was a power comparable to that of the Creator, and they even felt that this Pangu was even more unfathomable than the Creator.

Many space fighters trembled, their bodies and souls trembling uncontrollably.

Hundreds of millions of creatures, from the Creator to the ordinary creatures, all lowered their heads involuntarily, as if their eyes were a kind of blasphemy to this great god.

"I am Pangu." Pangu's eyes are like the eternal blazing sun, illuminating the entire multidimensional universe of the Xuanhuang Realm. "According to the decree of the dean, I come here to meet my descendants."

Duoan's head was completely confused: "Pan... Pangu!"

As soon as Pan Gu came out, the whole world seemed to lose color, all the brilliance gathered in him, and even the Creator Hou felt a suffocating pressure.

However, Pangu's appearance was just the beginning. Before everyone could react, Daoist Hongjun, Mozu Luohu, Nuwa Empress, Taiqing Saint, Shangqing Saint, Yuqing Saint, Zhunti Saint, Jieyin Saint, Houtu Empress They also came out of the vortex one after another. Each of them has supernatural powers, and each of them is a top-level existence. Among them, Daozu Hongjun has the power to open up chaos at any time and rebuild the ninth-order world.

"I am Taoist Patriarch Hongjun, following the decree of the dean, I come here to meet my descendants."

"I am Luohu, the ancestor of the demon, and by the decree of the dean, I specially appear to meet my descendants in the wild."

"I am a sage, Nvwa, and by the decree of my lord, I am here to meet my descendants."

"I am the sage Taiqing, and according to the decree of the dean, I come here to meet my descendants."

...

Pangu, Hongjun, and the prehistoric saints stood on the dome of heaven, and the sound of the avenue resounded through the universe.

At this moment, everyone lost their minds and their heads were dizzy.

After everyone from Honghuang arrived, they made the same movement and saluted in the direction of Zhang Yu on the ground: "We pay our respects to the dean!"

The mighty voice echoed between heaven and earth, endlessly.