My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The power like a mountain range is pressing on everyone's heads, as if every inch of skin, bone, and muscle is being oppressed by earth-shattering power.

Everyone showed a look of horror.

"What kind of God Transformation Realm is this, why is it completely different from us?"

Walroth's expression changed drastically.

"Because you are unarmed."

She grinned and said: "Intelligent creatures are powerful because they are weak but they can use tools. Apes can use stones, apes can use stone tools, ancients can refine swords, moderns can build machines...and you? "

"It's ridiculous to fight like primitive people with a pair of fists."

Lianyan held the opponent with one hand, and in the next second, except for this god-turning statue, all the people in the cabin turned into hundreds of pieces of meat and scattered all over the ground, as if they were cut by an invisible storm of blades.

The entire driver's cab has been turned into an Asura field full of blood and stumps.

This is the greatness of mastering the power of space.

"you...."

The other party made a terrified sound.

As one of the thirty-two fifth-level wizards in the tower of the Western wizard gods, he travels through the universe and explores endless truth and knowledge. He is called the "Hammer of Eternal Knowledge" and "The Lord of Space of Infinite Dark Mountains" by wizard believers. , in order to praise his space control power.

There were so many life-saving means on him, but they all failed in an instant.

But in the next second, Lianyan led the other party and flashed onto Mars.

"here it is...."

This fifth-level wizard looked at the world shrouded in mist, and the place was also covered with wailing and despair, and the common people were confused into the relatives of gods and demons.

"Look, the mist has reappeared. The disaster has brought destruction here, and it will bring it to your world soon."

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The Wizard's Temple of Truth.

The kingdom here is composed of thirty-two great wizards of the fifth rank,

Thirty-two planes have been created, allowing countless countless people to learn the truth, pursue the mysteries of the universe, and explore the secrets of the world.

"Wizard, seek the great scale of truth."

In an ancient European-style building, several fourth-level wizards are in the laboratory, tinkering with bottles and jars of various colors, and are doing experiments.

"The king's lamp is extinguished."

Everyone suddenly felt a certain shock and was dumbfounded.

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Five hundred and eighty-one years of Xiandao civilization.

The mist reappeared and swept over Martian civilization. The Daoist Xuantian was completely injured and fled without a trace.

Those who are strong in the Transformation God Realm can live for nearly ten thousand years, but they have experienced a lot of slaughter, and none of them died a good death, and they turned into nourishment for Emperor Yan.

After practicing for more than two hundred years, Emperor Yan's cultivation has become unfathomable, standing at the top of the world, and the Chaos Clock has become the world's most precious treasure.

The whole world is facing an enemy.

"The wreckage of the gods and demons has brought back the fog and demon disaster."

Today's Heavenly Emperor is just a rising generation. Although it is true that he is a generation of arrogance, he lacks some charm after all.

The oldest one is nothing but Human Race Hongqi.

"Emperor Yan."

Fu Qingjun was sitting in a dumpling restaurant, stroking his soft and black hair... Surrounded by ancient knights and monks, bustling and noisy.

After all, things developed according to his expectations, and the fog descended again.

Although, the timeline does not seem to be as short as it was at the beginning, it has passed very long, and it has been hundreds of years in the blink of an eye.

But this is the most reasonable.

The earliest stage of development of a civilization, there will be huge changes in more than ten years. After all, the lifespan of the strong is almost no more than a hundred.

But in the mid-term rise, the life span is extended, and a strong man has a lifespan of thousands of years. It is not surprising that the time development scale of a civilization is measured by "thousand years" or "ten thousand years".

For the entire starry sky and the civilization that is heading towards the universe, these times are simply a drop in the ocean.

"Civilization has entered the fifth level, and has entered the era of space civilization. It's time to think about something...to create some ideas for the future world."

"Create a more special demon country."

"And, find a way to deal with the guy who escaped back then."

Along with observing Emperor Yan's behavior, Fu Qingjun continued to study space and thoroughly established some special ideas. The demon kingdom in the real physical universe no longer fits Fu Qingjun's ambitions.

"The sea of ​​consciousness space of these god-transformation realms may be different from the physical rules of the main universe."

"Their consciousness determines matter!"

"The inner space can create a magical fantasy world, and the fifth realm transforms the god...in fact, the creator god who opened up the space of consciousness by himself."

Regarding this point, Fu Qingjun feels that the future is a huge direction.

The creation of a small space in the fifth realm is probably just a foreshadowing, and the "space seed" is bred in the mind

The sixth realm is to create a parallel universe. This parallel universe may have different rules from the main universe...

"For example, creating different fires, mysterious ice, and other parallel worlds that do not conform to the laws of physics." Fu Qingjun looked at the Emperor Yan that he had guided, and gave himself a huge surprise.

She studied the internal structure of the God Transformation Space, and also let herself know some paths of the Fifth Realm.

Six hundred years of immortal civilization.

This day with great commemorative significance should be celebrated by the whole world, but Emperor Yan chose to invade on this day and destroy the entire fairy civilization.

A large piece of fog swept in, and the common people were once again shrouded in the fog.

In this battle, Emperor Yan fought alone against one hundred and seven gods who had transformed into gods. The entire land was shaken, and the sky was torn into chaos.

In this battle, they hit the mountains, and the mountains collapsed and were razed to the ground.

When it hit the ocean, the ocean was evaporated, and a huge tsunami was rolled up, destroying coastal cities and exterminating 7.3 billion people.

When it hit the universe, the floating meteorites and all kinds of space junk in the universe turned into dust one after another, as if they had experienced the baptism of heavy rain.

This day, the dust settled.

On the entire moon, a trace fell:

"In the 600th year of immortality, in the 600th year of immortality, thirty-seven immortals were beheaded to transform into gods, and the rest fled in embarrassment."

Everyone in the world is shocked.

Looking at the trace on the moon, surrounding the earth, it seems to be an inscription of shame, hanging above the door of the house.

"The general trend of the world is based on this."

Although she was seriously injured and dying, and the chaotic clock was broken and full of cracks, she had already begun to refine the thirty-seven gods, and her cultivation could be improved again in the future.

At this moment, the mist reappeared to cover the earth, and the common people began to be infected by her divine blood.

"Did you see it? The common people are covered by the mist again, I must sacrifice the blood of the common people again, and return to the wreckage of the gods and demons that revived my ancestors."

A glamorous and noble woman, sitting on the cosmic throne, overlooking the endless stars, "welcome the return of my god who was killed by Jiaxia in the past."