My mythical world

Jiang Ping was like watching the blockbuster movie "2012" or "Dead Collision". The entire original world fell into a desperate situation.

Volcanoes erupted continuously, causing the earth's crust to be unstable. The land began to split one after another. The sea water from the endless ocean rushed to the cracks like a water dragon, making the cracks in the earth bigger and bigger, and the distance between the land fragments was getting farther and farther.

The sea water swept all over the earth, and countless creatures were drowned by the huge waves in an instant. The human king and the queen ant formed a group of people and horses to gather together to resist this catastrophe.

In the face of such a great power, no matter how strong they are, they are useless. The 5 surviving divine guards rushed to the queen ant's location as soon as possible.

The countless armies behind them were drowned by the rushing sea water. For a time, countless people were killed and injured, and the earth was full of wailing.

The seriously injured human king palely commanded the human race to take refuge, but this catastrophe was too sudden and too fast!

Millions of people and horses died in half an hour, including many outstanding extraordinary people.

"Human King, leave quickly! You can't leave if you don't leave!" a human warrior advised.

Human King Qi suppressed the earth with a pale face. Once he left at this time, the earth would fall apart in an instant, and no one here could leave.

Human King carefully handed the Spear of Destiny to the warrior, "Take the inherited instrument well, lead the people to leave quickly!"

Others wanted to persuade him again, but the human king had made up his mind, not to mention that the scene at this time would not allow them to hesitate?

Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost every minute.

On this day, the ninth generation of human king Qi, in exchange for precious time for the human race to retreat, suppressed the earth for two hours with his seriously injured body, and finally turned into an immortal monument, swallowed by the boiling magma, and sank into the depths of the earth.

Jiang Ping could see that this last generation of human kings was not weaker than any previous king. Even after death, he still stood upright in the center of the earth, refusing to lower his proud spine.

The fiery red magma ocean, the floating earth fragments, the thousands of creatures running for their lives, this standing figure is particularly eye-catching, Jiang Ping was overwhelmed with emotions, he knew he might never forget this scene.

Genesis updated the log again, the original calendar, the end of the Middle Ages, the war of all races, the sacrifice of the sacred tree, the collapse of the supercontinent, the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, the world fell apart, and it was no longer one.

The nine generations of the human king ended, and the swallowing ants lived underground for a long time, suffered heavy losses, and no longer had the glory of the past.

All races withered, and the remaining lucky surviving creatures were divided into various corners of the world, surrounded by endless oceans, and it was difficult to communicate. Civilization regressed, and the world entered a new chapter.

"Pop!"

Jiang Ping closed Genesis fiercely, closed his eyes and carefully savored the glory of this era. There is no doubt that the Middle Ages were extremely glorious, which made his gains far exceed the sum of the previous eras, the immortality potion, the three top cultivation methods, and the energy feedback that has not been settled yet.

Although the time today was not long, Jiang Ping felt as if he had visited the magnificent era. He could not help but close his eyes and meditate.

Gradually, he fell asleep. In the dream, he saw Wu Ma again when he was young. At that time, he had just received his divine revelation and was full of vigor and vitality. In the end, he always wanted to see himself again in his later years, but unfortunately, he did not show up in the end.

At that time, Jiang Ping thought that Wu Ma, the first generation king, even if he was a great leader, would ask him about the way to immortality in the last stage of his life.

This time in the dream, Jiang Ping learned that Wu Ma just wanted to thank him well, and at the same time wanted to ask him whether he had completed the task he gave him that year.

Looking at the phantom in front of him, Jiang Ping smiled and nodded even though he knew it was just his dream:

"You exceeded my expectations. I only gave you seeds, and letting the seeds sprout and become towering trees is your achievement. Without you, there would be no later earth overlords, the human race."

Hearing Jiang Ping's answer, Wu Ma's phantom was relieved, and satisfiedly turned into countless light points and dissipated in the darkness.

Afterwards, Jiang Ping also saw Lianshan or other kings of the myriad races. Most of them were the strongest in the Middle Ages, or the top wise men in other fields. They all left a heavy mark in the history books, and they were the essence of this era.

Jiang Ping watched for a long time and waited for a long time, but in the end he did not see the little guy he wanted to wait for.

Thinking of her several nirvanas in the past, Jiang Ping was thoughtful.

The rooster crowed and the world was bright.

As the sun appeared and shone on everything, Jiang Ping woke up and felt refreshed all over. It seemed that his body had infinite energy. Jiang Ping stretched out his fingers and pinched the air.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a sound explosion in the air. After absorbing the catastrophe energy at the end of the Middle Ages, Jiang Ping evolved again. He couldn't help but smile, "This feedback is much richer than before. It seems that not only are there many dead creatures this time, but the quality is also very high."

This is just the feedback of an era catastrophe. If a world enters its old age, how much surprise can the catastrophe of the destruction of the world bring to itself?

With beautiful hopes for the future, Jiang Ping didn't care about eating, and hurried to see what the original world was like now.

You won’t know until you see it. You will be shocked when you see it. In the original world, the ocean divided the earth. After the collapse of the supercontinent, the world was no longer one. The fragments of the continent were like small islands floating in the endless ocean.

Powerful ethnic groups were divided one by one, the greatest advantage of the human race disappeared, and civilization began to regress. Many people were left behind on different continents and it was difficult for them to intersect again in their lifetime.

The former overlord of the earth, the glory of ruling the supercontinent, the construction of the 900-meter statue of the God of Creation, the human king who was the master of all races, and all kinds of alchemical firearms beyond imagination can only be recalled in the distant history of murals.

When history becomes a story, the story becomes a legend, and the legend becomes a myth.

Almost everyone thinks that the supercontinent is just a myth, and the God of Creation is the imagination of ancient humans.

The kings who dominated the world in those days have long disappeared in the years!

Even the inherited instrument, the Spear of Destiny, disappeared in the great migration of that year. How can modern humans believe in distant history?

Jiang Ping narrowed his eyes and began to use the power of the God of Creation to search the world.

Suddenly, every corner of the sky and the earth appeared in Jiang Ping's eyes, and streams of data flowed into his brain. If it weren't for the help of Genesis, in this short moment, the huge amount of information would make his head explode.

Jiang Ping saw the Spear of Destiny lying quietly in a sunken ship in the depths of the ocean. It seemed that it was lost in the chaos of that year.

The Spear of Destiny itself is actually made of ordinary materials. It is just a spear made by Jiang Ping. However, it contains a trace of God's authority, so it is indestructible and indestructible.

"Has the Spear of Destiny completed its historical mission?"

Looking at the spear in the depths of the endless ocean, Jiang Ping did not intervene to allow it to reappear in the world and shine.

Perhaps disappearing forever in the long river of history is also a beautiful result.

"Huh? Queen Ant Belsa hasn't died of old age yet?" Jiang Ping cast his eyes on the slate of truth and found a wonderful scene.

At this time, the queen ant was covered with wounds, her body was old and decayed, and she exuded the breath of death. A pair of turbid compound eyes looked at the slate in front of her.

This research lasted for several years, and as usual, the queen ant did not have any results. She survived the catastrophe at the end of the Middle Ages, but she still couldn't escape time.

She tried all kinds of life-extending methods, and even found and developed the formula of the longevity potion that the human race had long lost. However, after living for so many years, she felt that death was only one step away from her!

"I really can't accept this!" The queen ant flashed a look of reluctance, and then she said self-deprecatingly: "Maybe I am now the oldest creature in the world."

Affected by the catastrophe, the Devouring Ants were also divided into countless pieces. In addition, the Queen Ant Belsa was getting older and older. The ants that were originally suppressed by her began to explode, and queen ants appeared one by one in the fragments of the continent.

As time went by, Belsa had already lost her fertility. Even the queen ants didn't know that this most ancient ancestor was still alive. It was just that Queen Ant Belsa was unwilling to die in the years, so she kept struggling.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep again, preserving the only weak vitality.