My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The instrument family of this era.

Fu Qingjun opened the exquisite box, looked at the boat inside, and took out a piece of paper on it, with instructions on how to sign the contract.

"In this era, the development is indeed terrible. It really has the means of 'soul slavery', and you can control these weapons and become your own private property."

This is the essence of civilization.

The civilization that Fu Qingjun has developed now is only a few hundred years old, how can it be possible to have all kinds of backgrounds?

It took the earth five thousand years to develop into the era of electrical networks, but how about going to the universe?

is extremely long.

The time scale of every cosmic civilization, let alone tell.

The soundness of the sixth realm requires millions of years, or even billions of years of civilization accumulation!

Even Fu Qingjun's rapid fourth-level to sixth-level civilization has been promoted to this level by stealing Jiaxia's inheritance.

"But this way, from another perspective, how is it not using the power of time to develop civilization?"

Fu Qingjun said lightly, "Send Jiaxia back to the distant prehistory of the universe, to the earth hundreds of thousands of years ago! Then accept his civilization in the future earth!"

It's just that I didn't expect Jiaxia to develop into an interstellar civilization.

Fu Qingjun sat down quietly in this hundreds of thousands of years ago room, carefully studying the structure of this miserable boat, and did not intend to bleed to recognize the owner.

Because he has a mutant special soul ability that no one has: to infect the common people's family members.

"As long as you plug in my stupid hair and input my soul, you can dye my color and become my soul offspring." Fu Qingjun raised the stupid hair on the top of his head slightly, and it instantly became longer, and he inserted the spiritual weapon fiercely over the ship's head.

Click!

As Fu Qingjun continued to spew out his own soul, this weapon spirit began to tremble.

But this kind of shaking didn't last long, and soon became Fu Qingjun's dependents.

"Well... come to this prehistoric world,

The first dependent, in this era, you are the second existence besides Jiaxia. "

Fu Qingjun's expression was very indifferent, "No matter what, we must first develop a group of indigenous family members here and mix them in. First, we should study love stories."

It is impossible for him to easily let the demon kingdom on the earth come over.

Because this place has not been investigated clearly, it is very dangerous. With their weak combat power, it seems to be the sixth realm, and the possibility of being blown up by any sixth realm is extremely high!

Here, but the prehistoric Jiaxia civilization with as many dogs as the "Crossing Tribulation Period".

Therefore, it is also a good choice to get a group of indigenous people to integrate into it first, and to be the first base.

"This machine family seems to be very qualified, and it can do a great job."

Fu Qingjun thought for a while, and remembered that he said earlier that this is a god-level artifact spirit embryo, but it is a pity that it was made into a low-level rush-type magic weapon.

Fu Qingjun re-observed, and finally understood why he gave it to him so easily.

The soul consciousness of Qi Ling has been wiped out.

"No matter how good the aptitude of such a body is, it is almost useless. Without self, it has become a real tool." Fu Qingjun sighed.

Low-level tool spirits don't need emotions, they only need reason.

And the more advanced and powerful top artifacts need to preserve the complete soul to form a "growable" weapon.

"Well, but for me, it's not a big problem. Let other people reincarnate into this body. It's just a temporary life. It's a good skin."

Fu Qingjun plans to cultivate a sand table for the civilization of the Qi clan here.

At least in the mortal world ruled by the Heavenly Court, a small force will be formed, and before Jiaxia has an accident, he can try his best to accumulate strength or something,

"Well, the civilization of the prehistoric Qi clan, then you are the wreckage of the god and demon in the mist...Let Emperor Yan revive the ancient ancestor." Fu Qingjun thought for a while.

"It is you, in this era, who created the method of dharma! Hate the world, want to devour the common people, and harm the common people!"

"Then after the Jiaxia Great Flood, your wreckage, who hated Jiaxia, came to Jiaxia's hometown, shrouded in mist, and let Emperor Yan revive you..."

...

Fu Qingjun sorted out his thoughts, and felt that the logic was smooth.

After all, there must be a prehistoric "remains of the gods and demons of the tool clan", so I took advantage of the opportunity to create a prehistoric god and demon of the tool clan, and developed a base here.

Regardless of whether it is successful or not, it is in line with history.

Emperor Yan also has a veritable dead ancestor who needs to be resurrected.

"However, the Faxiang system is indeed an opportunity for the rise of your Qi clan. It's up to you whether you can seize it." Fu Qingjun said lightly.

Fu Qingjun habitually wrote and drew on the desk.

1. Pass on to him the dharma system developed by Emperor Yan, and let him be a father in turn.

"Anyway, this is not the first time this has happened." Fu Qingjun pondered for a while, then secretly complained, and wrote again.

2. Let him develop a new civilized demon country and run an outpost here.

3. It may be that the previous Faxiang system still can't handle the real monsters of this era, and he has to transform his blood of the Qi clan.

"After all, Emperor Yan's weapon clans are all dependent subspecies that have been changed by me...this clan doesn't have the strength to restrain them."

Reshaping life must be reshaped, otherwise the Qi clan would not be able to rise if they had this system and did not have a corresponding physique.

"That is to say, my God, are you going to accept disciples again?"

Fu Qingjun felt a headache.

But soon, he thought of something again, "I don't need to find new people, I just need to find someone from the ready-made members of the Banquet of Gods and Demons who has reincarnated into this era."

"Who will be the ancestor of Emperor Yan?"

Fu Qingjun squinted his eyes, looked to the other side, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"How did you come at such a good time?"

"Sure enough, when I think of being an ancient ancestor, I still have to look at you, Qin Hong. With your face, maybe the whole world will have your Qin Hong's face in the future."

...

World War II Earth.

Qin Hong came out of the cafeteria in Miao Chuntang, looking at the rotten starry sky.

two years!

It's been two full years!

Who knows how he survived?

After the first Angel Emperor, there was no real reincarnation for the second time.

Although in reality, there is also a secret development, but he still wants to pass the test of the banquet of gods and demons, and reincarnate in other eras, the distant future or the past.

However, being surrounded by a group of crazy angels, it is too difficult to create a species and defeat the angels created by oneself.

"But today, I finally succeeded."

Qin Hong's face was full of excitement, looking at the species in front of him.

Creatures that use electricity, every creature has bioelectricity, and in front of you is a powerful species that uses bioelectricity, "For species that incorporate electric eels, according to the principle of reincarnation similarity, I should be reincarnated into deep-sea creatures of a certain period, or Is it a fish creature?"

She kept thinking, "It's the final stage."

Soon, a few days passed, and she completed the final trial adjustment.

"Let me reincarnate, to a certain era."

She looked at the dark banquet of gods and demons, "Praise the nameless god in the void, no matter what era it is, I will spread your glory all over the world!"

Click.

It was pitch black.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a delicate box.

She seems to be a ship-shaped ornament similar to jade, exquisite and translucent, exuding an astonishing aura.

"Wait, what about the fish you agreed to?" She was a little stunned. How could she not be reincarnated into a similar species this time, "This is not a fish at all, and it doesn't even have anything to do with animals, right?"

The next moment, she quietly opened the box and observed the surrounding environment.

It was in an antique and elegant room, a man with white wings was on the desk.

But Qin Hong glanced at the man's appearance, and was instantly shocked.

God! What time and space have I come to?

And why the face of God is so young, and there is no such powerful aura in his body. Is it possible that I have returned to the childhood of God?

She was completely sluggish!

But in the next second, she suddenly thought of something even more terrifying: "God, it is said that it is a remnant of gods and demons from the prehistoric flood. The God of childhood is about to witness that great cosmic civilization, and... the living Jiaxia?"

She was full of disbelief.