Shepherding Humanity

It was another ten years, and the human race was still in the dark.

With the previous time, the human ancestors once again absorbed the practices of the monks of the various human races and entered the fault again.

It's like an endless cycle, there can never be fresh blood rising, and it's almost coming to an end.

Because Xu Younian can't bear this severely injured body any longer, standing up and looking around, "I'm going to the last trip."

"Fake Ancestor"

Their tribal people came out one after another, the brawny men dressed in animal skins, and the women holding their children, gradually looked bitter.

Another group of young people slowly stood up and said, "Bring our cultivation, even though we have only been practicing for more than ten years."

Void Year looked around and calmed down again.

On this day, an ordinary white-haired old man went to heaven, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. There was a loud noise of heart-breaking lungs, and the brilliance cast from Jianmu was accompanied by fine blood.

"Human Ancestor"

The tribes of the whole earth wailed. For hundreds of years, the Nianyounian was the patron saint of the whole earth, blessing the alternation of this generation of tribes.

Everyone looked closely at the sky for a long time, but this time the ancestor did not return from the sky.

Human ancestors have been in vain for years, ending their lives.

This is the most difficult period for the tribe people on the ancient earth. The ancestors have suffered too much pressure.

In his more than two hundred years of life, from his birth until his old age, he led the tribe to fight against giant beasts when he was young. In his middle age, he had the honor to listen to Daojun to preach. In a lonely period of old age, contemporary monks and even future generations handed over cultivation to him, and he spent time with the nine ancient sun gods in the sky until he was old and weak.

In the later generations, there is very little record of this epoch-making history before the epoch, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of desperation was encountered that year.

The Emperor Xu is indeed the first oldest human emperor.

Although in the eyes of future generations, his realm was only a seventh-level cave, but he heard Daojun preaching that he was alone in front of the Sun Temple, fighting for a lifetime, and no one could accompany him, and opened up Ningdan and Yuanshen. realm

Originally, his achievements could be higher, and may even prove to be mixed, but it is a pity that he was born out of time.

The Nine Great Golden Crows were badly hit and cultivated for a long time, still vaguely afraid.

"The virtual year is indeed difficult. The potential of the human race is terrible. They have a lot of numbers, and they are not afraid of death. They can gather the whole family's cultivation and life together on one person."

"It's just humans. We are innate ancient gods, living with heaven and earth. If we didn't want to die with him, we would have killed him."

"Now this result is not bad. Before he died, he was not able to fight us out, but it was acceptable for decades."

"Then, the ancient **** heaven is standing!"

On this day, the ancient **** heaven was established.

The nine ancient gods of the sun are the emperors of the nine sides, each governing one side.

The nine suns are also the strongest, and the nine brothers are united together, and the other four ancient gods can only surrender.

The era has begun to enter the era when the ancient gods ruled the world.

The human race is fishing because of the exhaustion of the years. There is no longer a strong man in the entire tribe. They are ordinary tribal people. The gods in the sky are angry, but there is no place to vent.

In the following time, although the ancient gods were poor in their ability to reproduce, the heirs gradually ruled the whole earth, including river gods, earth gods, and mountain gods.

They let major tribes, praying for rain and blessings, have to honor children and boys regularly, and the human race becomes meat.

And human beings, as the ancient gods of the new generation, seize the body, shape and practice supplies.

Prince Jinwu, Long Wu, also suppressed the world.

He is regarded by the world as "the supreme Jinyang Longhong Emperor" and he lives in the Sun Temple.

Fifty years later.

The earth gradually emerged a group of deformed humans, with a snake head and raw wings.

At first, the ancient gods doubted their identity, but they released the ancient **** body in the sea of ​​knowledge, proving that one of them was an ancient god.

For another fifty years, such ancient gods gradually expanded their rights.

"It's time to start." Tiantu chuckled lightly, looking at the woodman in front of him, "Woodman, you"

"Call me Emperor Qi."

At that time, the woodman sitting in Chang Yangzhi Mountain has transformed from a young man into a most powerful Matriarch leader.

In their knowledge of the sea, these Wu people are secretly killed ancient gods, with strange birds and sparrows as their primordial gods. They have mastered some responsibilities in heaven and have control of heaven and earth in recent years. Order, Shi Yunbuyu.

"Mission Impossible, sneaked into the heavenly court, lurked secretly, and even steal the gods!" Tiantu smiled again, "Nine Fang Sun Heaven Emperor, just about to start! Ready to shoot the sun!"

The woodman nodded.

He is no longer that weak human being.

His goal today is to shoot the sun, steal the sun's priesthood, and turn an ancient innate sun **** into his primordial god.

Jinwu Yuanshen!

"Heavenly kills the plane, moves the stars and moves to the night, and the earth strikes the plane, the dragon and the snake land!"

Woodcutter Emperor Qi looked at the sky, suddenly stunned, after countless years of torture, together was about to start here, could not help but murmured, "The devil, monster, demon, Buddha, fairy, destroy the adult of Wuzifang."

He looked around, and the witch people all smiled.

They have been waiting for this day for too long, too long. The human race is covering them in front, and it is precisely this non-human form that they have the opportunity to rise.

"But we are not human anymore"

He led the Wu people and made a big step away from the mountain range. "The ancestors are empty for a long time. They open up the earth and the age of the innate ancient gods will go far."

A world catastrophe quickly conceived.

The twelve strongest Malays of theirs have already preliminarily established the seventh level of virtual realm.

In addition, the human race monks and Malay monks in the past years have superimposed their practices on the twelve Malays.

The twelve of them gathered all the luck of the two communities, and the world is in full swing.

"Shen Ancient God, did you rebel?"

"Caiyun Zhenjun, you actually!?"

The Nine Great Suns were born as emperors and were assassinated one after another.

On this day, people saw an unforgettable scene in the sky.

On the ninth day, flying in the sky, one horrible ancestor witch was chasing, holding a giant axe and the bright moon, one after another.

"We demon clan, join hands with the human clan and the witch clan to expel the innate old gods, the great evil in the world, and all the spirits." Qinglian strode forward and rose into the sky.

The posterity of "Ancient God":

[Before the Western Era, it was more than three hundred years since the dawn of the earth. Daojun established the ancestor of the heaven and earth, and then retired. The ancient **** stood in heaven. Less than a hundred years ago, the ancient **** was robbed and the spirits were smeared.]

This time the fight is too long

The Wu people bear the general situation of the world, and each one of the heroes carries the sufferings, and fights with the thirteen innate ancient gods above.

This is the battle between innate ancient gods and acquired spirits.

No **** can always be high above.

After another hundred years, the heavens and the earth were covered with spirits. The nine great suns were born in ancient gods one after another, and the three great ancient gods remained.

Only Luna is still light, ignoring disputes.

After a long time, nine ancient innate sun gods died, and three ancient gods also rushed to their deaths. They were wiped out of their consciousness, leaving only their shells.

In the ancient era, the twelve congenital existences, except the moon god, were completely wiped out. They were integrated into the twelve most powerful witch clans as primitive gods, and were called by the future generations: the twelve ancestor witches.

They replaced the twelve innate ancient gods and held the priesthood.

The woodman in the mountain was named Di Qi, the head of the ancestor and witch.

"We finally won."

Di Qi stood in the blood everywhere, looking at the witch warriors bathed in blood around him.

"From today on, I will send the Yuanshen to run the world order!" Di Qiji released the Sun Yuanshen who knew him from the sea. A blazing sun hung in the air, and the radiance fell on his firm face, as if imprinted into eternity. Turned into the oldest story and legend.

He cultivated the "Day Sun Hundred Yuan Mantra" and used the sun as the primitive god.

At this time, there was an ancestor witch next to him, who couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, should we destroy the thunder hammer, cut down the wood, and rescue our ancestor Wu, Tiantu God of War?"

Emperor Qi shook his head, "Witch, against God! People want to break the prison cage for freedom, and then let an ancient **** stay on the head, we will continue to let him suppress the mountain under the original intention, eat and drink every day to worship Yes."

The Wu people around nodded and said yes.

The land of heaven is full of blood, soaked in the corpses of unknown human races, witch races, and ancient gods.

They walked alone to the Sun Temple.

An ancestor looked at this piece of land and suddenly said: "His Majesty Qi, the minister suddenly has a terrible idea. Today we overthrow the old innate **** ruler and take control of the heaven. Then our future may be the next. An innate ancient **** was overthrown by a new **** in the future."

Emperor Qi was slightly startled.

A powerful ancestor next to him, who was silent, was waiting for His Majesty Qi.

After half a day, Di Qi opened his eyes, "Your words really made me think about the future generations of thousands of years. In the future, we may go to decay. Today we are for the benefit of the human race and the thorns of the born souls between heaven and earth. Overthrow the rule of innate ancient gods and shed blood and life, but what about in the future?"

"We will turn into the next batch of innate ancient gods."

Di Qi's face was heavy, and he suddenly chuckled, "Yeah, then, should we punish ourselves?"

Look around.

"No! This is a new era, an era that belongs to our Wu people!"

Emperor Qi gradually turned into a crazy laugh: "The future, what fear! I will take a big step forward! If one day we are going to decay in the future, not thinking about the souls of the world, and turning into a real ancient congenital existence above, Naturally, there will be newcomers who rise again, overthrowing us old gods!"

He shouted:

"I am not born as an emperor, so why not be pushed into the world?"

This scene is recorded as eternal, the last page of "Ancient God" records:

[Before the Western Era, the destruction of the Archaic Demon Court, the end of the age of innate ancient gods, the Wu people established the ‘Kaiyuan Wuting’, as the protagonist of heaven and earth, the prosperous age of the Western Ages opened.

The trauma of the earth was gradually smoothed out by the years.

The twelve ancestors of Emperor Qi replaced the duties of the twelve innate ancient gods.

And the last Moon God, without any dispute with the world, escaped the destiny of death, and still lives in the Moon Palace, taking charge of the priesthood of the Moon God of the world.

Another year, Emperor Qi became king.

Historically known as "King Tianming Wu Tianqi Emperor", ascended the throne, and on the day of the throne, in the temple of the sun, married the world's most beautiful female moon god.

It is also the only innate ancient **** that survived the old days.

After a cumbersome gift of heaven and earth, the whole heaven outside was still noisy, with lanterns hung up, red lanterns hanging everywhere, and drunken witches everywhere.

In the wedding room, Di Qi walked slowly, opened the bride's curtain, revealing the prosperous face of the moon god.

"You know, how long have I waited for this moment?" Di Qi smiled.

Luna Yun trembling, his heart became extremely complicated.

She was originally the emperor of Longwu, the great prince of Jinwu, after the establishment of Taikoo Tianting. She was overthrown without a considerable ancient god, Tianting, but was overthrown.

Emperor Qi suddenly sat beside the wedding bed, "Yun Yun'er, don't be afraid, it's me"

Luna shivered.

This kind of talking tone is a certain innate ancient existence that has died.

"You are not Di Qi, you are Jin Wulonghong!!!"

She looked at the Matriarch Emperor in front of her and couldn't help trembling, and there was a terrifying thought growing rapidly

"Who said I am not Di Qi, I have a clean life, or the Wu clan Emperor Qi from a human race." Di Qi gently kissed her lips and smiled gently in her ear: "I am the woodcutter, under the sky. The first witch."

The moon **** Lengyun's mind was thunderous and suddenly exploded.

This is a horror layout that began hundreds of years ago. In the era when Taoist kings assigned priesthood, no one knew that Prince Jinwu had secretly sneaked into the world, turned into a woodman, and went to see the day that had just been suppressed. Figure God of War

He is not only fighting for the rule of the ancient gods, but also leaving behind on the other hand.

Whether the ancient **** wins or the human race wins, he is the only winner.

He had left hands on both sides, but when he saw that the earth and earth were gradually falling down, the void year opened up the cultivation path of the Yuanshen, he knew that the innate ancient gods are no longer irreplaceable!

From that moment, he was completely transformed into a member of the Wu clan. As that woodcutter, he became the leader of the Wu clan. He devoted his whole life's energy and effort, and in turn turned against the innate ancient gods.

Even the innate ancient **** who is above him is so easily overthrown, that is, he himself overthrew his old rule! !

Di Qi smiled~www.wuxiaspot.com~Several of my younger brothers are too stupid. For hundreds of years, they are arrogant and arrogant, thinking that they are the ancient gods of the sun, and heaven and earth are inevitable. No one dares to kill them and will not Kill them, unless the world is destroyed, there is no way out for yourself,

And several other ancient congenital existences, the purple and green clouds, and the wind are extremely clever. Perhaps, I also realized the great horror afterwards, and gradually became a member of the Wu people, leaving behind, to escape the ancient disaster. ,

Even now, they have been remixed with the twelve ancestors, and even I don’t know who they are."

The moon **** is sweating. The Kaiyuan witch has just been established. There are twelve ancestral witches above. How many old congenital gods are hidden, no one knows

"Is the age of ancient gods really overthrown?"

The Moon God was very terrified, looking at this and changing his face, the Yuanshen was still a Wujin man in the sun and gold.

All the efforts of the Wu people, human races, demon races, and even human ancestors have been accepted by him.

"You worry about it."

Emperor Qi smiled, with a deep love, "Yunyun, no matter how the world changes, the world is destroyed, as long as I can live, I will take you to live forever"

He suddenly remembered that before he was the young woodman holding a stone axe, walking in the mountains, looking at the head that was suppressed up and down, the **** words of the young man Lang: "I want to learn the magic of freedom! Overthrow the rule of the innate ancient gods in the heavens, let this heaven and earth, the gods in the heavens only maintain order, serve people, not slaves."

"Void year, that terrible person"

Di Qi's face was calm, and his life's opponent flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly murmured, "Yes, as you can see, you succeeded and I overthrew myself."