My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Along with the deduction, Fu Qingjun thoroughly knew the true face of the race in the misty wreckage.

A family of grotesque instruments.

I'm afraid it is the most practical magical tool in the universe.

If the guess is correct, the opponent's fifth realm, this Magical Artifact Palace, can condense the inner space... This is the moment of real formation.

"The artifact of the fifth realm, if you build a spaceship with the crystal palace skull above your head, then the fifth realm just condenses the space inside... cut off the fruit of the head, it will be a spaceship, a space shuttle, which can travel across the universe .”

"In extraordinary terms, in terms of technology, it is a special advanced technology of genetically modifying creatures to grow into spaceships, creating a family of spaceship production lines."

Such a similar technology has already begun to exist on the previous earth.

It has even entered the final trial period, using "biotechnology" to allow pigs to help grow human organs, and then kill the pigs for harvesting.

Never underestimate the wisdom and technology of advanced civilizations, just like people on earth a hundred years ago, they would never have thought of such things as the Internet and high-speed rail.

Even, some mysteries have been solved.

"At that time, I thought, with Jiaxia's meticulous mind, how could he let the enemy escape and let the tiger go back to the mountain? Now that I think about it, he killed the righteous master, and the result was that the broken magic weapon escaped. The biological soul weapon is so ferocious...it ran to our earth to show off its might, causing the doomsday..."

This is a very likely explanation.

After chasing and killing the true master, the broken magic weapon was floating around, but survived.

However, the owner was beaten to death and he was blown up, which was also the reason why he hated "Xiadi" so much from the roar of the bloody mist that appeared before.

"Also, Emperor Xia... this name was suspicious before."

Fu Qingjun vaguely felt that something was wrong,

"The descendants on the earth call the prehistoric Gasha because he created the Great Summer Family."

"Then why is the alien civilization called that? It seems to be because of the leader of a civilization? Jiaxia won't bring the earth myths I made up to the universe, right?"

"Not only left the Nibiru legend of 'Anunnaki' on the earth,

Then he ran outside non-stop, and left the ancient legends of our earth everywhere in the universe? "

"Maybe, what cultivating immortals, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the Great Summer Court have really left traces in the universe..."

The tombstone on the moon, the Eye of Holmes is not fake!

He can draw such a big "vortex eyeball" on the moon with great fanfare, and it rotates towards the earth. Can't he draw a bigger "missing notice" on other planets?

My fingerprints are not only on the American continent, wouldn't it really be a "cosmic arrest warrant"?

Fu Qingjun's face turned completely black.

"I was too young to let my sails..."

Although calculated carefully, it has actually not been a few months since the incident happened.

It is necessary to know that the ancient ship is so terrifying, and its power is all on the sail of the "energy of time", traveling through the past and future of the universe. Otherwise, the ancient ship could only use the "energy of space".

In the end, Jiaxia took him away without a trace...

It's just a sail, and it can't be used without a hull. It can't be used as a portable spear, but it can be used as an "artifact" to fight because of its indestructible characteristics?

Fu Qingjun kept guessing and reasoning.

He felt that it was really possible, because he continued to study this ancient ship and found that it could not be damaged no matter what, and could not leave any traces.

If that's the case, it's a waste of money.

Fu Qingjun kept thinking, after all, this one deduces this race, and it seems that nothing has been discovered, but a lot of content can already be seen from the clues.

He turned his eyes back to the present, looking at the race in the distance,

"This family of magic tools may be very popular in a certain area. They were created and refined into weapons by countless powerful people. Everyone has one... living a life like a slave." Judging from the current speculation , everyone is envious to besiege and kill each other, this guess is out of ten to be the truth.

But now, it doesn't matter anymore.

From now on, I will be him!

To conquer the earth and kill Jiaxia for revenge.

Go the way he was about to go first, and let him look outside in shock when he came out of the mountain, with a dazed expression on his face, with nowhere to go.

"Xiandao Bailong has deduced a method of restraint. I want to see if the wisdom of this race gathered in front of me can resist the seizure in turn."

"He hasn't figured out a way yet, so I want to find it for him, and then use it to counterattack."

Fu Qingjun looked again, "Since I have stolen some of the opponent's race and transformed it into my subordinate demon country, and developed this bud, then I have to take it seriously."

"Go and bring the fog of war back to Earth."

...

The years are long.

With the continuous change of the times, the common people alternate, birth, old age, sickness and death, many changes have taken place in the times.

At the moment when it first appeared, the "Palace" clan's own power was overwhelming the other clans, and its combat power was exaggerated, but now with the hunting and killing of generations, the palace clan has gradually retreated from its advantages and gradually declined. They were encircled and suppressed everywhere, and at first they could only hide in Tibet.

Even, it has reached the level of cherishing species, and a "vessel" is hard to find.

As soon as there is a rumor of appearance, countless strong men go to besiege and kill.

The auction houses of the various sects and the major organizations of the people all auctioned sky-high prices.

In a cave valley.

Red-brown soil covers the ground.

Inside the cave, a white-haired old man is leading some strong men around him to deduce the exercises.

It was Grania back then, who was only over a hundred years old, and his hair was already gray.

"In the past, the ancestors used their lives to deduce the skills, and now I am doing the same." An old man wrote and drew on the ground.

He must pay attention to the method of countering the immortal way.

Jia Xia!

The great hero in that myth!

He has also read the myths and legends of the Sun Dynasty in his memory.

That is the biggest enemy, and the ancestor Bailong also followed in Jiaxia's footsteps, restored the immortal way, and gave them the greatest obstacle and danger of extinction.

He didn't understand Bailong before, but when he saw the whole clan fleeing everywhere, crying, roaring, and wailing, he finally felt like a fairy ancestor who knew how to pursue the path of Jiaxia, just to see those clansmen who were frozen in the cold wind. The shivering thin young people can have a safe place to live, and can stand on the top of the splendid world in the distant future...

"I hope to spy on the way of heaven and seek that glimmer of life."

There are countless Nascent Soul Dzogchen great powers here, all deducing, looking for the future of the race.

The road of civilization has never been successful in one generation, but requires countless martyrs and former sages to step on the mountain of bones to climb to the top.

They seemed to have found some ways and saw some future, but they still tried their best to deduce it.

"Ah! This is destined to be a scene recorded in the annals of history." All of a sudden, Grania shouted: "I saw it, I saw it! He cultivated Yuanying, and I cultivated Dharma!"

The Nascent Soul powerhouses around were all pleasantly surprised, but their spirits were exhausted, they were completely reduced to dry bones, and they were about to sit down.

It was still a cold night on this day, but this sentence started an entire era.

"Listen, children..."

Grania talked about his own cultivation method, "They overcome us, Nascent Soul seizes their homes and enters the magic palace, and from now on, we will overcome them..."

He kept preaching that in the tribe under the cold winter, there were children with raging anger on their faces.

One of the children, who was handsome and complex, was half-kneeling on the ground with deep hatred, "The great king of the tribe, we must ascend to the top of the world!"

After letting the children leave, Grania gradually sat alone in the cave with a dazed expression, "I hope we have a future that unfolds. Although we have been created, we have blazed our own path."

"Will do."

In a trance, Grania seemed to see a mysterious ancient monarch with a black phantom slowly approaching, and said in a gentle voice: "The first king of Grania civilization, the world will remember your name in the future."

Grania laughed suddenly. This civilization is still named after him in the distant future, which is the highest honor and recognition of the ancestors.

Fu Qingjun bent down, gently stroked the dead body, and sighed: "Grania, you are a great hero, I have witnessed your efforts."

Outside the cave, everyone seemed to see the cave burning like a flame of hope, and that figure told their king that it was the presence of their ancestors.

...

"This is the era, and this is the difference between me and you."

He raised his head, and suddenly looked at the deep, dark sky outside the cave, "You just gave them goals, but you treated them as tools, as ancient gods, and as a mortal, I always regarded them as great heroes who walked in front of civilization Pioneer, be the mentor of civilization."

Or maybe he was just a mortal.

The combat power is humble, watching the drastic changes of the times, generations of great heroes in the sky are roaring to write the poems of civilization on the earth, but they can only hide in the ordinary Miao Chuntang gang leader in Duguan Town.

After finishing his work, Fu Qingjun sat down in the cafeteria again, cast a glance at the little speaker who was cursing beside him, and said with a smile, "One more bowl of noodles."