My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

"Don't praise me, everything takes what it needs."

Udulla was imprisoned at this time, and her heart was indifferent, "The one who really wants to praise should also be the existence of the gods and demons we believe in. It is I who use his divine power and use myself as the bond of time and space to allow you to travel through the world. time and space."

"Unfortunately, after leaving the building, I can't communicate with that Jiang Yu. I can only return to consciousness. I can't communicate with that body. The coverage is so far away."

Her snail race has no consciousness, her soul is pure, and she is densely distributed on the earth. She can descend to each node like a signal tower, so she wants to establish the prototype of the magic net.

But when the other party left the building, she had nothing to do.

In fact, she also really wanted to know what happened to the fleeing team outside in deep fog.

"I was imprisoned in both worlds."

She laughed at herself: "The era will change in the future, it is no longer the era of snails, we have really become tools, weapons of parasitic beasts, and being eaten by people, to open up the spirit..."

Times have changed, and the glory of the snail will eventually pass away! !

Creatures that were once at the top of the ladder began to be buried under the ladder.

Tread Tread.

A black angel witch came,

"This is a brand new dynasty, which belongs to the fourth realm and belongs to the real mythology. The first three realms are ordinary, and the fourth realm is the real mythology."

Grace looked calm and patted her face, "The weak will be eliminated. The target race is not to rule the world, but to assist the overlord of this world."

Udulla was silent, and said: "The so-called victory or defeat is nothing but the pride of a lifetime. Everyone, hundreds of thousands of years later, will be a distant historical myth, including you and me."

For example, in the future, I will be sent to the kitchen, and no one can be forever on top.

"Is it?"

Grace smiled slightly and said, "Do you know what my next plan is?"

"What?" Udulla was vaguely uneasy.

"The Great Cleansing Plan for the Common People!" Grace opened her arms with a hint of madness on her face, "I launched this war without regard to the consequences, regardless of the casualties of the enemy or myself!"

"I want the demon world to die, the witch to die!"

Udulla's pupils shrank fiercely.

"I want to kill all the useless races and creatures in this world, leaving only a few powerful geniuses to bestow divine blood," she said.

Udulla suddenly understood her plan.

In this way, the common people in the world are all descendants of the divine blood, without a limited gene lock, they can easily break through the fourth realm.

Moreover, the extinction of low-level creatures with gene locks will not dilute the blood of the god-blooded species.

In this way, unless the offspring have reproduced for too long, the opened genetic lock will be closed again, and life will not be able to break through the gate of the fourth realm again.

"Do you understand? The fourth realm is a critical point of civilization."

Udulla said: "If there is only one life breakthrough, then his entire descendants, the entire civilization, and the fourth level will not be rare, they are extremely common. If there is no first fourth level... then civilization may be forever Stay at that low level."

"This is God!" she laughed.

"That would kill too many..." Udulla's voice was hoarse.

"They are destined not to board the big ship of the new world!" Grace sneered,

"Hesitation will only delay the progress of civilization. Neither you nor Liana have enough courage!"

Grace's eyes were full of contempt,

"Those guys who can't break through, it's better to exterminate them all in one go! To free up huge resources...I deliberately let this land be fighting, and the kingdoms with magic soldiers scattered everywhere are evenly matched. Ten thousand arrogances of all races, bestowed with divine blood!"

She said: "You and I will be the supreme ancestor god in the world! The only true god! They are all ordinary fourth-level..."

"We are the true gods,

Guarantee the purity of the bloodline, as long as you are alive, there will be a steady stream of fourth realms! "

"Of course, you will be enslaved by me."

Udulla was completely silent.

She's not bloody enough, not cold-blooded enough.

Perhaps this is the correct way to develop the "Fourth Realm Civilization".

As long as the ancestor god at the top of the pyramid is still alive, the fourth realm will always be opened, and civilization will not fall.

....

...

"The fourth realm, it really happened."

Fu Qingjun was sitting in the room, drinking milk and eating biscuits, and his mind was still unturned, but the fourth realm was stronger and more mysterious than I imagined, and life at this level was a critical point for the outbreak of civilization.

As for who wins and who loses, it is not important to Fu Qingjun.

Anyway, as long as the superhuman civilization sand table of that building keeps developing, let nature take its course, is the best way to survive.

Fu Qingjun thought for a while, then opened that notebook again, and wrote down the record of the Sun Dynasty's destruction:

Um....

It's called the Dynasty of Witches and Snails.

After a while, he recorded the outline and then closed the book.

"Perhaps, it's time to remodel the sand table."

"But it doesn't necessarily require me to intervene too much, because it is already a mature ruined building, and it will develop a perfect ecology...I just need to provide channels for gene fusion."

Even with just a few glances, one can tell that that kind of creature is indeed a mythical god-like ability.

However, the cockroach bloodline was indeed a bit disgusting.

How about making cockroach wine yourself?

Forget it, it's not drinking by yourself anyway.

He thought a lot, standing in front of the mirror.

"I'm starting to lose my hair."

Suddenly, Fu Qingjun felt his body silently and took a deep breath.

The third hair loss came so naturally.

Sure enough, as I imagined, as long as I absorb a higher level of soul as an introduction, I can break through the bottleneck.

His hair began to fall out rapidly.

The whole person also felt his mind explode, and unimaginable earth-shaking changes occurred.

The hair fell off the ground, and the new hair grew wildly, sprouting branches quickly, and soon fell off the shawl, even covering the floor, black.

Fu Qingjun also felt dizzy all over, which is a sign of lack of energy...

The brain is about to be squeezed dry again! !

"It can't be done, I have to replenish energy quickly."

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, a mass of hair grew rapidly, like a long snake along the tunnel, crawling to the world over there, "to find energy."

In an instant, it condensed and turned into a giant with black hair and a normal human body.

The hair was cut off instantly, and the hair giant was controlled from the air.

"Sure enough, the ability has changed again, and the hair giant can completely control it remotely..."

In the mist, Fu Qingjun stood at the door of this familiar residential building, his expression flickering,

"In a sense, the space-time tunnel is still very small. Although I can't enter it as a real person, I can already return to this world."

"I used to live in the school district building of high school, the building where I have been reincarnated for seventeen years..."

"I'm back!"

He strode in front of the residential building, stepped on the concrete road, and looked at the doomsday world that had changed beyond recognition.

The outside of the building is full of fog and gloomy, giving people a sense of mystery and tranquility, and one does not know what huge evil is hidden in it.

Don't know where the surviving humans, the shelters and survivor camps built, hide?

bow your head again,

At the door of the residential building, the ground was covered with blood and corpses.

The whole land is still killing, extremely crazy, under the secret push of a huge black hand, there are almost no living people, corpses are everywhere, lifeless...

boom! !

His huge mental power swept through, and the soul floating in the building door returned, which quickly satisfied his hungry mind a little.

This time the scope of demise is too large!

It's not a small desk, and I don't know how long it will take to collect it secretly with silly puppets. It's better to walk around the whole building by yourself.

He stepped in, looked at the stairs of the building, and his expression became complicated, "That kind middle-aged uncle in the property, every time he came back, he always called 'Xiaofu has your courier', I don't know how things are going now ?”

Property owners go to empty buildings.

All that remains is an empty room, which is also filled with ultra-miniature and exquisite buildings.

Fu Qingjun felt a little strange, after all, it was really a long absence of seventeen years.

"Community, I'm back."

Fu Qingjun relaxed, and walked into the stairs of the residential building.

Like a vast giant, walked into the tower of civilization.

"Finally, I can come to the sand table world I built!"

At this time, Professor Nashika, who was still lurking in the ruins, planned to witness the final destruction of civilization, but at this time he was secretly observing the destruction of civilization in a small town at the top of the stairs.

"It's crazy, it's really not simple. I thought the war in the demon world was weird. Now it seems that she wants to cleanse the whole world, including her and the enemy's race! She wants to destroy the world!" Professor Nasika frantically recorded , This is the prehistoric truth.

Once the fourth realm appears, will it destroy the world and improve the bloodline?

"This is..."

The indescribably vast life swept by the darkness, like a towering mountain, slowly floats in silent steps, stepping into this world.

I can't even reach the soles of my feet. Professor Nashika is recording ancient history, and the whole person becomes sluggish.

in ruins.

"What's this?"

The few surviving black-winged angels and powerful witches raised their heads with difficulty during the battle.

Looking at the mysterious column in the mist, the huge distorted shadow drifting in against the light and shadow of the dusk, I suddenly thought of the ancient ancient stone tablet in my mind,

"On the first day, Amiro created life."

Countless people turned their heads suddenly and looked at the huge shadow at the entrance of the building, as if they had seen the most magnificent miracle in the world.

That is the ancestor god of everything, that is the indescribable cosmic phenomenon that gave life to all things in the world, and unexpectedly... came back to this bloody and destroyed land of witches, and stepped into it.