Creation: From The Low-End Prehistoric To The Daluo Myth

That awe-inspiring voice sounded from above Nine Heavens.

In an instant.

In the endless years, everything seems to have lost its meaning.

Drum's thoughts stopped at this moment.

Time, space, thought, wisdom, spirit. ,

with this moment.

They have nothing to do with him.

It was as if he had been completely stripped out of this prehistoric world.

Whether it's the present, the past, or the future, drum up the concept of this creature.

They are all cut off from this moment.

A pair of ancient eyes appeared in front of Gu.

Gu's intelligence recovered again, and he recognized the owner of these eyes in an instant.

"yes.…"

clatter!!

Gu looked into those eyes in horror, and had just spoken half of the words in his mouth.

Then the body began to tremble uncontrollably, like a general decomposition.

at last.

Completely disappeared in the world.

As if it never appeared.

And this period of time, if you look at it from the perspective of a big Luo, you can only see Gu escaped from the human resident in embarrassment.

And his body was burning with the true flame of the sun, dying, and finally fell to the ground.

Then the true spirit was annihilated by the terrifying flames bit by bit.

This scene seems to be real.

"For the sake of the great cause, for the sake of Honghuang, you also need to be wronged."

That pitiful voice sounded again.

Then one after another true spirits emerged from the corpses killed by the drum.

A corner of their soul is gone at this moment.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

I could only see that the flesh and blood that had been eaten by the drum, as well as the broken corpses, were constantly growing out.

Those true spirits fell into the body again.

Still follow the habits of the past to continue the daily life of the past.

then.

It's just that there is no aura in their eyes.

It's like a puppet.

"The son of Zhu Jiuyin, the cultivator of the Heavenly Devil realm, died at the hands of the human race, and that human race has innumerable opportunities for any demon race.

In such a situation,

What are you supposed to do?"

There was a bit of indescribable compassion in that compassionate voice.

But in the words, there is a chilling coldness.

Among the witches.

Zhu Jiu got up suddenly with a feeling in his heart.

The time avenue of the whole body is turbulent and violent like a frenzy.

This terrifying breath instantly awakened the rest of the ancestor witches who were immersed in cultivation.

In addition to Dijiang and Zhujiuyin, Houtu bears Samsara and Daluo Daoguo has been accomplished.

The remaining nine ancestral witches also arrived at the Realm of Daluo.

The strength of the witch clan is unprecedentedly strong.

Although the two clans of lich and witches are fighting again and again.

But a full-blown war has yet to be waged.

Zhu Jiuyin is the ancestor witch who masters time.

Its transcendental wisdom.

Still on the Emperor River.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the brain of the Wu clan.

If at this moment, he got up angrily, his whole body was extremely tyrannical.

A terrifying figure instantly appeared in the long river of time.

With a human face and a dragon's head, the whole body is extremely red, and the years behind him are like sand.

He stands in the midst of the years, with his eyes open, the sky and the earth are bright, and his eyes are closed, the sun and the moon are dark.

His sinking figure is endless.

Overlooking the immeasurable world, condescending.

There was endless anger in his eyes.

Everywhere you look.

Countless worlds were shattered, and the emperor's life was annihilated.

The rest of the ancestral witches got up, Da Luo recited, and everything became clear.

All life is in thoughts.

Zhu Jiuyin finally returned to the ground.

"The drum is dead"!"

He said word for word.

Then the rest of the ancestral witches fell silent.

Gu, the son of Zhu Jiuyin, was not born to the ancestor witch.

It was Zhu Jiuyin who had the courage to watch Nuwa create man.

Take advantage of the majesty of the Sacred of the heavens.

And made of the flesh and blood left behind by God the Father Pangu.

The sound of drums is heard in all ages.

Hence the name drum.

Although he was only a creature created by Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Jiuyin used blood as a guide to cast a spirit.

Then, it was announced to the prehistoric heavens.

Tell the heavens Sacred.

The Witches are not unaware of the way of Good Fortune.

And lead the tribes to call them good.

pity.

Although Gu has outstanding talent, he has a tyrannical personality and even kills his own people.

Angrily driven by Zhu Jiuyin, he was driven out of the Wu Clan.

Later, Luo Hu opened up the world of Heavenly Devil, and Gu was deeply moved by Devil Dao.

Rahu accepting the drum has two meanings.

One is to tell the heavens that Sacred, Devil Dao, has no distinction.

The second point, which is the most important, is to send a signal to the Wu clan.

reconciliation.

Back then, the Twelve Ancestral Witch used the body of Pangu to reconcile Rahu's hatred with this moment.

but now.

The drum is dead.

Died under the true flame of the sun.

"Yaozu, you are too deceitful!!" Zhu Rong's face was flushed, and his whole body was full of anger.

The death of Kua Luo and Kua Fu has made Zhu Rong extremely angry.

And the little guy who was just born holding his thigh, uncle, uncle, died in the hands of Yaozu.

How can Zhu Rong endure this.

"Did the Yaozu think that we are really afraid of him! Provocation again and again!" Xuan Ming said in a cold voice.

Di Jiang frowned.

The prehistoric is not the only place, there are infinite worlds peeking into the prehistoric world.

This point is the consensus of all big Luo.

But at this moment, something like this happened.

Di Jiang couldn't help trying to figure out the deep meaning in it.

To know.

Gu is not only the son of Zhu Jiuyin, but also one of the representatives of the Wu clan.

Represents the concept of Good Fortune of the Witch Clan.

It has been announced to the world.

Now the real spirit does not exist.

It is equivalent to slapping the Wu clan in the face.

this matter.

Hard to say.

But it is more serious than the fake war that everyone made before.

`It is indeed the true flame of the sun. "

This is Zhu Jiuyin speaking slowly.

"Although we have disagreements with Di Jun, but because of his temperament, he doesn't bother to make a move, and the rest of the reborn little Golden Crow can't show up yet.

And the drum is injured in Terran.

You have to ask the human race first. "Zhu Jiuyin returned to the tranquility of the past.

He said indifferently and solemnly.

Just like the concept he represents, time and years will never change because of anyone.

Then he looked at the rest of the ancestral witches and got up slightly.

"So, I will go."

Then he stood up and walked out step by step.

Invisibly, a touch of Dao Rhyme emerged.

It was as if the door to countless years was suddenly opened at this moment.

In the Human Race Temple.

Shi Hao's and other tyrannical human races, the current Realm has reached the peak of Tai (of) Yi.

They listened to You Chao talking about today's events.

The son of Zhu Jiuyin and that weird old man.

caught their attention.

"The old man who makes you feel close." A strong human race muttered: "Could it be an existence that has a great relationship with our human race.

If it was Fuxi Great Saint, the Holy Mother created us back then, if it weren’t for Fuxi Great Saint, the human race would have ceased to exist!”

"Maybe it's really possible, could it be that Fuxi Great Saint wants to protect us!"

"I don't need the protection of the Great Saint, I will sweep everything myself!" Shi Hao's body was full of divine light, and after Suiren's death, he waited to carry the battle flag of the human race.

Cultivation Base travels thousands of miles a day, and there are even signs of seeing through Da Luo.

However, at the time when many strong people of the human race were discussing.

Su Ming, who had been silent all this time, looked at a void and muttered to himself.

"The catastrophe is approaching! Zero!"

Boom!!

The endless years collapsed, and a crimson figure descended from the human temple, everything.

The ancestor witch of time, Zhu Jiuyin, came to the human race at this moment. .