Ordinary mountain.
Ordinary temple.
Special space.
Overlooking the ancient land through the luck of the human race, Jiang Xiaoyu got the melon seeds from somewhere and ate them happily.
He had been paying attention to the movements in the direction of Songcheng, staring at the triumphant army.
I have long noticed the three eyes riding Mo Qilin.
Exaggerated styling.
Properly attracts attention.
Unfortunately.
The changes in his demeanor were also noticed in every detail.
We just like to see countless people, holding incense, walking out of the city gate and running towards the mountainside. You won’t let me have this little fun? I provoke you or something.
Boy!
The road is narrow.
Our fate is over.
In the beginning, Bigan was able to set fire to the mountain and ignore the past grudges because he was poor. After finally meeting the sponsor's father, I could endure it again and again.
But now.
The situation has changed.
Times have changed.
You ask Bigan to cook it again.
It will definitely let him know how death is written.
[Warm reminder: Humanity Wen Taishi Wen Zhong and offering incense can bring huge benefits. Do you want to blacklist him? 】
[The blacklist function has been generated. 】
[Solving your problems is the highest purpose of this system. 】
Yo ho! I didn't expect Tongzi to be very fast. The service attitude is very good. I must give it a five-star rating. If only I could get out and get some air every second.
[Warm reminder: This system is just a weak and insignificant doomsday system. Please do not have high expectations, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Only by promoting the development of the prehistoric world can we thrive. 】
[Block successfully! 】
[This creature (Wen Zhong) has no chance to live in Ordinary Mountain or Ordinary Temple. 】
In the past, it was a small business and we would accept any kind of orders, but now it is different. Now that food and clothing have been taken care of, it’s your turn to be picky.
If you don't want to, just don't want to. No one will force you to come. If you want to come, I'm not willing to let you come. There were not many people in the prehistoric times, only those who had great luck.
Just pull it out.
A long team can be formed.
All of them can be called names.
Saints, heaven, underworld, remnants of the demon clan, humans...
The fate of the vast human race surged, and they looked over. With the triumphant return of Wen Zhong, the grand master of the Shang Dynasty, the human race, which was already extremely powerful due to the return of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, once again reached a higher level.
Humanity at this moment is the real humanity, but it is just a short step away from a qualitative change.
In the prehistoric world, there were three realms: heaven, earth, and humans. They were equals. It was only because the heavenly realm was born in advance and after many calculations that it suppressed the remaining two parties, thus forming a situation where one family was the only one.
Change has already begun.
…
Chaoge.
royal palace.
Wen Zhong got off Mo Qilin's body and looked at the substantial human destiny in front of him. His heart was beating violently. The magnificent human law showed its unparalleled power.
Plop! Plop! Plop...
Every time he beats, his luck increases by one point.
Being at the core of human nature, I felt a sudden sense of enlightenment, as if the whole prehistoric world had become clear. His third eye shone with light, offering an unobstructed view of heaven and earth.
"Meet the king!"
Looking at the figure in the palace, Wen Zhong bowed respectfully. He saw hope, saw the rise of humanity, and saw the opportunity for the Human Emperor to rule the three realms.
"The Grand Master's expedition to Beihai!"
"Thin!"
The previous sentence is rich and powerful. When it came to the last two words, there was a hint of concern mixed in. The king's kindness and majesty are displayed against the background of the power of humanity.
"If I lose weight, I can bring peace to the world."
"If I lose weight, my business will prosper forever."
"If I lose weight, I can gain humanity and rise from the dead."
"So what if it's just a pig?"
Wen Zhong spoke word by word, his blood boiling all over his body, as if this was a roar coming from the human race for countless years. Ever since the Virgin Mother Nuwa created human beings, she has gone through many difficulties and dangers. Being slaughtered by the demon clan and almost annihilating the clan, all these...
They all tell the blood and tears of the human race.
How many years?
How much humiliation.
Finally saw an opportunity for prosperity.
"I wish that I would die a fool and stand tall on the vast land just for my great merchant. I would no longer be at the mercy of that saint and great religion, and would no longer be bullied by all forces."
Before the words could even be finished, Wen Zhong was already prostrate on the ground, his eyes already full of tears. His whole body was shaking, and in this palace he spoke the words from the bottom of his heart that had been buried in his heart for countless years.
"Congratulations to the Grand Master! Why don't we, the great merchant, prosper with such a virtuous minister?" The chord deep in his heart was touched, and Emperor Xin spoke loudly with encouragement.
Then he bowed deeply to the man lying on the ground.
Our human race has such passionate warriors who go on and on without risking their own lives to overcome obstacles and survive to this day after many hardships.
They threw their heads and blood.
The flame of the race continues on the verge of genocide.
Burn yourself in the dark night, just to leave that ray of light.
"Great businessmen are not allowed to prosper, and neither are poor people!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Gongbao was also deeply moved and blurted out uncontrollably.
Human luck is like burning oil cooking in a raging fire.
The majestic Dharma appears in the depths of the earth's core. Its eyes are extremely deep and it looks up into the sky. The roof seemed to turn into nothingness, falling into a palace in the endless void above the nine heavens.
"hold head high!"
He raised his head proudly.
However, endless chains appeared in all directions and pulled the head off. This is the power of heaven, relying on the first-mover advantage to lay a dragnet.
Want to break through.
There must be a bloody battle.
"How dare you! How dare a small human race dare to challenge the dignity of heaven. If there is a next time, a catastrophic disaster will happen." A voice full of murderous intent swept across the world, and the momentum of the rise of the human race was abruptly cut off by a pair of invisible hands. .
Dark clouds are rolling in.
Thunder and lightning.
God is angry.
This is a warning, if there is a next time, there will be a bloody sea.
A distant and humiliating scene emerged deep in the hearts of every human race. It was the scene of the monster race massacred. There is no one in this huge race, and the inheritance is almost lost.
"I want to see what a catastrophic disaster it is." Anger swept through Di Xin, and he slowly pulled out his sword, shattering the images in the hearts of all the people.
Humanity officially declares war on Heaven.
All the forces were stunned. Although they had guessed that with the return of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the human race would make big moves, they just didn't expect...
Reckless, reckless, and unfathomably stupid.
Humanity, which has not yet been perfected, is like a weak baby. It has just begun to babbling, and it can't wait to launch a suicidal charge against Tiandao, who is already an adult.
Lost himself in a string of victories.
It will eventually lead to destruction.
What a pity for this great situation.
It looks like it's going to be all in vain.
