Following the insects of time and space, there are all creatures that have jumped over, including rats, cows, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, and humanoid creatures.

There is no doubt that these creatures are also extremely powerful. Although they cannot be compared with demon gods, they are definitely the most powerful among the mythical beasts.

Just the terrifying momentum depicted in the mural alone makes people feel like they are facing a different world.

"What are the scorpions flying in the sky, the devil? The devil of time and space?!" Gu Shunjing, who was trapped in the illusion of spiritual language, murmured to himself, "These... well, these beasts should have forcibly jumped through the space tunnel.

of super life."

"Qiongqi, White Tiger, Zhulong... Hmm, what is this, I can't recognize it."

Shimama was also surprised: "They...how could they find the tunnel dug by the Space-Time Demon?"

"It should be that the time and space demon has been plotted."

"Look, the mythical beast at the head of the tunnel is thousands of miles long, with two eyes standing vertically. It was probably the strongest person of that era, the Zhulong. According to legend, as long as it opens its eyes, the sky will be bright, and it will be astonishing.

It's like daytime; but as long as it closes its eyes, the day will turn into billowing night."

"Zhulong should have the magical power of time and space and be able to fight against the time and space demon."

The world at that time was different from the current world.

And that omnipotent thing can be converted into life span!

The balance of the environment has tilted slightly.

"It's more of a myth than a fabrication. What's beyond is the ultimate truth."

At the front, the top masters of each ethnic group signed a peace contract in every corner of the Sea of ​​Demon Gods.

There will never be a day when civilization can find fewer ways to extend life and help its weak ancestors wake up from the seal...

The eighth mural that followed became even weirder. The super beast that had leapt over was actually in a state of confusion with the time and space demon.

So in that operation, the intensity of the war finally dropped quickly, and the style of the murals also became more serious. It can be seen that the person who painted the murals was really awesome, and he was able to incorporate his own mood into it.

Among them.

"These strange beings...are they the origin of the world's hunters?" Xuanwu was surprised.

…

When a small disaster from the devil comes, even the sea creatures that have recovered are unable to sense it in their hearts and are running away slowly.

The sticky raindrops are scattered in every corner of the world, and they also appear in every corner of the world.

Shimama slapped her head again: "After a hundred years, the red moon will not fall, which is a sign of the devil's death. You once wanted to investigate the cause, and you met many civilizations here and made some big deals. Haha, then

The civilization of a community is quite small, but it is more than what you have here."

If we continue to fight each other like this, we will only harm ourselves.

Therefore, the intensity of the war between various species is rapidly decreasing.

They use various secret techniques to achieve the small harmony of life.

Before they jumped over, they realized that they had been deceived. The rules were very different and their lifespan was slightly shortened.

That trace of hostility nourishes a strange life, trying to hunt down all living things.

That world is too new, and the behavior of living creatures will affect the idealistic rules of the world.

So the weakest god-men of that batch sacrificed themselves, integrating "self-you" into the sea of ​​demon gods, adding to the viciousness of the sea.

Many of the mysteries of Bad Image have been revealed.

As long as the number of weak people is smaller, the rules will stabilize more slowly.

Pang Tian nodded and said: "You guys don't have two explanations here. One is called the War of Gods and the other is called the Little War of Liches. I know they are two identical descriptions of the same thing..."
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The world is still unstable. Their lifespan is too short, so when their lifespan is approaching, those old guys unanimously choose to reproduce fewer previous generations!

Pang Tian was extremely shocked. It turned out that the "worm of time and space" I killed had first dug a time and space tunnel for a long time, and then when he was exhausted, he had a fight with those extremely weak super beasts; then

I met the Azurite people again before and was beaten to death by the "Pillar of Heaven" built by the Azurite people!

"That's it! Do you have to call him daddy?!"

The seventh mural.

"There are still those huge little things in the deep sea. Have they... died yet?" Xuanwu's idea of ​​picking up garbage is about to come up.

So on top of the madness of those lives, a crazy fight began.

If the struggle continues like this, the environment in the new world may be even better than the old world.

Even the essence of life is scattered randomly in the ocean like clouds and rain.

[Only the power without rules can transform the abnormal ocean into the sea of ​​demons.]

The death of a small number of original native creatures has caused a small amount of hostility in the ocean.

…

Even Zhulong is dead.

Because of the actions of the seventh group of weaklings, on a certain day when time and space intersect, the new mythological era and the old mythical era intersected for the first time in the world!

The eighth mural.

"I see, that's not the origin of ancient mythical wars!"

"The harm caused by destroying a race is real."

Therefore, the seventh picture is actually a picture of sacrifice!

In the eighth picture, the godless man sacrifices himself to temporarily calm the hostility of the ocean and gain a glimmer of life for various species.

Xuanwu sighed deeply. For a while, everyone seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of "sacrifice to you", and there was no discussion at all.

……

That’s it!

Purple lightning flashes across the sky, each one not as thick as a water tank.

The devil is so unlucky that I can’t even imagine it!

Because in the old mythical age, there was no omnipotent energy source.

That mural is even more festive, as the painter seems to be displaying his talent wantonly with a teasing attitude.

When our ancestors reach the end of their lifespan, they need to integrate "self" into the ocean to soothe the small sea.

The Red Moon Demon God, the culprit, Xuanwu, shuddered from the bottom of his heart and pretended to be curious: "You also heard about that incident. Come here, have they found anything in their investigation?"

That involves another mythical story circulated among humans.

The sea water outside is blood red, filled with the aura of brutal killing.

No matter how weak those weak people are, they cannot adapt to the changing rules in an instant, so they watch their life spans of one hundred thousand or one million years shortened to a hundred or a thousand years... We fall into deep despair.

The scene in the picture is really shocking. This is really an era of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The first generation of mythical beasts even fought off the "insects of time and space". As a result, the previous era has become increasingly chaotic, and even...

A prisoner's dilemma appears.

"Many cultural investigations have yielded results, but they can only leave separately."

"Mr. Zhang, your good wife is really stupid. It's a pity that there is no other member of the Calabash clan, otherwise you would also want to find one."

The world is really the same as before. The blending of idealism and materialistic rules has made the road in the past smoother.

…

(PS: The number of words today can only be a little more, because I suddenly had a fever. In the past few months, I knew what was going on. I had a fever for a while for no apparent reason. Dear readers, please forgive me!)

But in its memory, there are no memories of that war - which means that Zhang Ming may not have participated in that extraordinary war.

They are simply too weak.

Sister Hulu, who was floating next to Xuanwu, analyzed: [The original world domain may have been a purely physical world, and there were almost idealistic rules outside it.]

And Gushunjing is also in a mess. Hasn't it experienced that kind of era?

The new world is like a blank sheet of paper.

Suddenly, no one has made any big or small choices!

…

Therefore, the weak in the seventh batch stopped frantically looking for weak points in space and worked tirelessly to open up fewer space tunnels.

At that time, there seemed to be no such thing as the "Sea of ​​Demonic Gods". It was just a normal sea area with countless lives living and multiplying in the ocean.

Immediately afterwards, Shimama looked at the mural carelessly and said without any doubts: "Could it be that the corpses of those divine beasts are the origin of the Sea of ​​Demon Gods? It is possible. According to the description of the mural, the corpses of those divine beasts formed a small continent, and the blood became

Xiaohai?"

Then, the smelly stone quietly hid in the corner, and the provincial Xuanwu reacted and laughed at it.

Facing the weak and tyrannical beings of the old mythical age, even a gap in one's teeth is enough.
To be continued...