prehistoric calendar

(PS: First update, no inspiration, so uncomfortable. Kavin feels worse than eating durian.)

Wu Ming returned to the Legion with an expression that made him worse off than die.

This expression frightened all the core guards, from legends, demigods, spiritual beings, to those holy beings. Everyone was horrified, even Li Ming.

In Li Ming's eyes, Wu Ming may not be as good as the future Human Emperor Fuxi, but that is Fuxi, the first emperor in the world. No one can compare with him, so there is no comparability at all, and except for the Human Emperor Fuxi

, Wu Ming is the only hero Li Ming has seen in his life.

, is extremely heroic, brave and resourceful, and has deep meaning in everything he does. The key is that he has the human race in his heart, and he is even more willing to take extraordinary risks and raise the banner of humanity. In Li Ming's mind, such a hero has no choice but to die.

, it is impossible for anything to defeat him.

Absolutely impossible!!!

Li Ming looked at Wu Ming, who was sitting slumped at the entrance of the tent. He frowned and took back the Four Swords of Zhu Xian with one hand. He closed his eyes and sensed it carefully. Although he could not reproduce the previous battle, he could at least sense it.

Probably the process, uh, the process is, they exchange a move with each other, and then it's over...

What the hell could he see? Li Ming threw the Four Swords of Zhu Xian to the ground, and then looked at Wu Ming with worry.

He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Wu Ming would lose the heroic ambition in his heart. The three armies can seize the commander, but an ordinary man cannot seize his ambition. If Wu Ming loses his ambition, can he still become the human emperor?

Thinking of this, Li Ming felt chills both physically and mentally. He turned around and walked towards the group of saints, with the Four Swords of Zhu Xian floating obediently behind him.

The faces of several saints were also filled with fear. The God of Terror, the Goddess of Wealth, the God of Order, the God of Fire, plus the God of the Big Tengu who was protecting Zheng Shaoyan but was not present, there were now a total of five saints under Wu Ming.

Everyone is worried now. Even the goddess of wealth, who has always felt that Wu Ming is too adventurous and will not succeed, and should find a way to end the relationship at any time, has the same expression at the moment.

They are now the holy ones under Wu Ming's banner, and the holy way has been engraved on the main god. Even the divine court has begun to discuss the establishment. Except for the brainless goddess of wealth, it is meaningless to talk about severing the relationship. They have already

and Wu Mingshi

They are like grasshoppers on a rope. If Wu Ming is strong, they will be strong. If Wu Ming becomes a saint, the high-level saints will be able to protect them for hundreds of millions of years. If Wu Ming loses, they will definitely be beaten to shit by the saints of all races.

Under this situation, it was no longer possible for them to leave Wu Ming.

Wu Ming, who had always been wise and mighty, now turned into such a decadent look, which made the saints' hearts go cold. They even began to suspect that the Wu Ming in front of them had been replaced by others, otherwise the Wu Ming who was like the peerless overlord before

Where did it go?

"Does the great lord have any mental problems?" Li Ming walked up to several saints and asked directly.

Several saints frowned slightly, but when they saw the Four Zhuxian Swords floating behind Li Ming, their brows relaxed again inadvertently, and God of Fear said: "No, the big lord is still the same big lord, he is not

He was not taken away from his body or mentally controlled, he just... just seemed unable to accept anything..."

"Defeated?"

Li Ming and several saints all showed the same expression. After a few seconds, Li Ming suddenly said: "It seems that we are in trouble. If any of you has space ability, go and find the left and right prime ministers immediately. I think, now

Only the two of them can know what happened to the great lord."

Several saints were moved, but at this moment, Wu Ming's voice came over.

"No need, I figured it out."

Wu Ming's decadent and lifeless eyes lit up again, but the brightness seemed a bit too shocking. Everyone saw Wu Ming stand up, roar loudly, and then said in a voice that could be heard by the entire army:

"Today I fought with the intruder. I won't tell lies. It was a clone of a high-level holy person. Then I conquered the opponent. Soon, we will have a high-level holy person joining us.

.”

When these words came out, millions of people in the entire legion were silent for a moment, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers. A high-level holy throne. This is not an ordinary holy throne, but a high-level holy throne. If there really is one

If a high-level saint joins Wu Ming's camp, let alone a kingdom, he is qualified to establish an empire, okay?

After Wu Ming said this, he ignored Li Ming and several saints who were stunned and couldn't accept it. He said directly: "And I understand that we are really too conservative. Let's go and fight.

This is to be able to survive in death, we are too conservative, I decided... Goal

Change from the giant race to all races that have a good relationship with the giant race, as well as those that are allied or close. Of course, they must be strong and qualified to participate in this silver earth war. You...it’s just you, the goddess of wealth,

Within tomorrow, I want to see information that meets my standards!"

The goddess of wealth pointed at herself in confusion, and then she saw Wu Ming's eyes, bright and wolf-like. He was ruthless, really ruthless, so ruthless that he would die with the enemy.

, so the goddess of wealth immediately lowered her head sincerely and whispered: "Yes, Great Lord, you will definitely be able to see this information tomorrow."

"very good."

Wu Ming turned away his wolf-like eyes, desperately trying to die with the enemy, and those who looked at his eyes moved away involuntarily. Then Wu Ming murmured to himself: "Yes, I am too conservative.

Oh, hahaha, it’s such a big deal, the most it can do is die, I’m afraid of a ball!!”

Wu Ming returned to the tent. He thought very clearly that if he really joined the organization of burning heterosexuals in the future and he became a ♂ga♂ existence, it would be better to die here and die in this battle.

At least he came here with great vigor. Even a hundred years later, others will only call him a great hero, instead of becoming a shit stirrer that everyone shouts about in the future... a shit stirrer in various senses, if it is really

In that case, he would rather die here!!

"Hey, I don't know why I became like that, but the future is like that, I would rather die here..."

On the other side, the tribe of the ancient orcs is said to be a tribe, but in fact it is more like a demi-plane, a demi-plane on the prehistoric continent. However, this is not accurate. The ancient

The tribe of the orcs was actually a very long time ago in the entire ancient world.

At the end of the era when Lu was still an ancient beast, a very powerful ancient orc forcibly cut the space from the ancient continent and made it attached to the ancient continent. However, it has the same origin and species, so there is no need to worry about the various demiplanes.

The flaw, at the same time, is that it is impossible to attack here from the physical space range.

In this way, the ancient orcs can attack or defend. They are basically the only ones who attack others. When others want to join forces to attack them, they directly retreat to their clan territory, euphemistically called locking the clan to recuperate. In fact, they are shrinking their eggs, and wait until strong enemies unite.

After they dispersed, they came out again to act as shit stirrers.

Kong Xuan understood very well the ancient orc lineage, and the nature of many ancient orc races was actually this virtue.

Yes, the prehistoric continent has entered the era of all races from the ancient beast era, and many things have happened in it. Seriously speaking, all races owe a great cause and effect to the ancient orcs. The bosses of all races have to hold on to this.

Recognize it with your nose, otherwise it would have been from the end of the ancient beast era

, in the early days of the Age of Ten Thousand Races, the remaining ancient beasts could destroy the entire prehistoric continent. Thanks to the help and rebellion of the ancient beasts, the Age of Ten Thousand Races has come, otherwise it would be a fool's errand.

Mao, the ancient continent is gone now.

However, after entering the era of all races, even if all races owe the ancient orcs the cause and effect, they will be targeted openly or covertly. Not to mention other things, the elves, the celestial snakes, and the earth spirits, these three tribes that relied on civilization,

Race, magic mystery, genetic technology, magic technology, if the three races had not been tacitly approved and dug behind the scenes by the bosses of all races, the ancient orcs would have destroyed them long before they rose.

The result? The lineage of ancient orcs is getting weaker and weaker, and all races are getting stronger and stronger. Although the Earth Spirit tribe has a flaw in their brains and their own race has destroyed themselves, the other two civilized races have become more and more developed.

As time goes by, the ancient orcs who are originally adhering to the barbarism become weaker and weaker.

After all, they are remnants of the previous era. I am afraid that in the future, the entire line of ancient orcs may be wiped out...

Although Kong Xuan is not a great sage, he has never thought about revitalizing the lineage of ancient orcs and returning the world from civilization to barbarism, but after all, he is a high-level saint of the lineage of ancient orcs, and his butt decides

It's just that he is very dissatisfied with the current prehistoric continent.

"It's so boring..."

Kong Xuan's body turned into a royal sister, wearing gorgeous clothes, lying on the throne of God and rolling back and forth. He felt like he was about to grow mushrooms, and really wanted to find something to do... For example, how about the body

Go take a walk around the Silver Land. The Second Emperor of the East Heaven can't take care of it...

Suddenly, dots of colorful particles appeared out of thin air, and the peacock clan goddesses and witches dancing in front of him stopped their movements. Everyone looked at this scene in horror. This scene meant that Kong Xuan's clone returned to his original body...

"Oh, even my clone has returned to the original body. That great human lord... is he really that powerful?"

Kong Xuan muttered indifferently, and then after receiving the information from the clone, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he stood up directly from the throne of God. Then, his cheeks turned red and his eyes were watery.

"Brother!? Ha, brother!!"

"I'm here, I'm here...wait a minute, what do you want to wear? Do you want makeup? Or hibiscus from water? What's your age?"

The holy land of the Peacock Clan, the strongest fighting race in the ancient orc lineage, suddenly became a scene.