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Chapter 134 Death of the Creator (Subscribe)
"Earth Dragon King?"

Zhao Ming was walking in the pigsty surrounded by his own hills to feed the pigs, when he suddenly laughed amusedly.

Everyone looked down on those of the first bloodline, but in fact, the original bloodline was the species that Zhao Ming devoted the most energy to and had the most potential.

Because Zhao Ming's original armor nano-robots are only a million, it is impossible for every living body to inject a large number of original armor nano-robots to maintain intelligence.

He used a tricky method, injecting proto-A nanobots into the original species, making them into the first line.

Through the competition among the lineages, the best species is selected as the mother of reproduction, and offspring with Zhao Ming's original A cells are derived.

And a large number of loser proto-A nanorobots were recovered.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ming was able to spread out a hundred thousand kinds of prehistoric worlds.

Of course, there are also flaws in this way. The proto-A cells of the offspring are not directly manipulated by the proto-A nanorobots, so they can only record and mark the genes, but they cannot interfere too much.

"The first generation of Earth Dragon King is still alive from the ancient Yi era. The total amount of Proto-A nanorobots in its body should be the highest in the world."

At that time, the dragon king was beheaded by Gu Yi, but he survived because of his ability to regenerate.

Since then, it has become very doggy, dormant and multiplied silently, and countless descendants of earth dragons have been born. The current earth dragon king does not know how many generations of grandchildren it is.

Even though the earth dragon beast is now covered by the back soil, he still maintains the dignity of a lineage, hiding in the depths of the ground motionless, silently watching the changes of the times.

One strongman after another fell, but he remained forever.

Only he understands that there are many deaths and injuries in the struggle for fame and fortune, and the only way to survive is to live forever.

This is the lesson that was taught by the Demon God Gu Yi back then.

Look at the present, Gu Yi's name has been blown away by the wind, without leaving a bit of wind and frost in history, but he is still alive.

The one who survives to the end is the winner.

It's just that his shallow wisdom couldn't imagine that even though he was so obsessed, he was still watched by Yang Shan, a more real existence.

The holy light of wisdom descended from the sky.

Yang Shan recovered from the body of the king of dogs.

But I can't help complaining.

"Old and. Weak"

The older it is, the stronger it is, because time is like a big wave, the weak have already been submerged, and only the strong can stand firm.

This first-generation Earth Dragon King is really a different kind.

The immortal body that was reborn by a severed body survived abruptly from the Ancient Era to the current Lich Era, and it was still a person of the same line.

"Perhaps this is also a skill!"

Yang Shan quickly became familiar with the body of this annelid, climbed up from the soil, pushed up inch by inch, broke through the layers of soil, and finally saw the sun again.

I don't know how long this Earth Dragon King hasn't moved.

The ground is hard.

"Follow the process to hunt down those with low veins first, and then follow the evolution plan to upgrade to those with six veins, in order to have the power to walk on land!"

boom!
However, as soon as he climbed to the ground, Yang Shan was dumbfounded.

The huge roaring sound penetrated the world, as if World War II had resumed, artillery fire was roaring everywhere, and the earth was bombed with holes everywhere, making it a mess.

He saw that a giant beast breathed flames and burned the witch beast.

There is a giant beast with four hooves like a gun, beeping flames, and every bullet hits a giant beast in the sky, which explodes in the sky like fireworks.

It's just that what fell was not fireworks, but red, green, yellow, and other colors of blood.

"Is this something I can get involved in?"

Yang Shan took a deep breath, quickly got back into the soil, and thought about life.

What happened in the prehistoric world when I was choosing species, and I started to do it if I didn't agree with each other!

There was a rustling sound in the sky. It was giant birds in the sky flying over like fighter jets. During the period, they dropped bombs one after another, blowing up a large number of witches and beasts into powder.

Those bombs are said to be the feces of a certain species. After drying and solidifying, they will explode when encountering strong friction or impact, releasing a large amount of poisonous gas, poisoning all living beings.

It was used by the demon court as a secret weapon.

What Yang Shan really couldn't figure out was... This is obviously a prehistoric world!
Shouldn't the battle be a physical fight, a bloody slaughter from fist to flesh?Why does it feel like watching a World War II movie, entering the modern mode?
Don't engage in hand-to-hand combat?Engage in gun battle position warfare, have aircraft and cannons?

Just as I was about to poke my head out to have a look, I saw a golden giant eagle flitting across the ground, forcibly snatching away one by one dragon beasts on the ground and hunting them down.

"This is the Golden Winged Roc!"

Yang Shan suddenly heard the air-conditioning from the side, and couldn't help but look intently, only to find that he was not the only one in the soil, but also several earth dragons and beasts were hiding in the soil.

"This golden-winged roc in the demon court is very hateful. It specializes in attacking our draconian beast clan. It is known as the 'five hundred dragons of the solar eclipse'. It is the life and death enemy of our draconian beast clan."

The dragon beast next to him glanced at Yang Shan, shook his head and said: "You are too weak, just hide here and don't go out, your body can't even beat the flying sky sparrow that reports from the demon court, we will charge in a while, you just stay here on."

Several ground dragon beasts took a look, saw the right moment, rushed out of the soil layer, and hanged the monster beast that killed it on the spot.

Launched an offensive brazenly amidst the sky-shattering artillery fire.

Yang Shan had seen this kind of fighting scene before.

He followed Teacher Zhifo to a planet that entered the age of steam. The guns and ammunition they used were still very backward, but they also entered the age of thermal weapons.

There was a war, no, not a war.

It was a story of pure hunting.

A fleet crossed the ocean and entered a continent with a backward civilization, and invaded that civilization that was still in the age of cold weapons.

One person, one machine gun, massacres thousands of people.

It was originally a battle with a huge disparity in numbers, but it was abruptly reversed by a gun. In the end, that backward civilization was wiped out by this fleet.

The remaining people became slaves of the fleet, and were enslaved by these people and even their descendants for generations.

Teacher Zhifo told him that this is a gap in civilization, a gap in dimensions, and it cannot be made up by the number of people.

"Has it appeared again? The witches and beasts are still fighting hand-to-hand, and the demon court has started to use 'supernatural power' weapons and long-range attack weapons to kill the enemy. The civilization dimension has formed a gap!"

Yang Shan sighed.

Even though the Wisdom Buddha wanted to destroy his Dao heart back then, what he saw must be true, and even if there was a little bit of falsehood, it would not be able to move Yang Shan's heart.

"Huh? Something seems wrong?"

If it was a battlefield crushed by one side, the battlefield with heavy gunfire would have started to be cleaned long ago, and the removal of corpses was declared over.

But now they are anxiously together.

Huge monsters were lying on the bank of the vast ocean, and the ark on the other side towered into the sky behind them. They looked down like gods and men, shouting hoarsely, launching the most violent attack.

"Destroy the witch beasts and restore the righteousness of the world!"

Several lines of giant frogs lined up on the ground, using their tongues as a mechanism, shot out poisonous shells, forming artillery fire suppression to prevent the charge of the witch beast.

The sky is full of giant bird fighter jets flying across the sky, or lasing lightning, or flying flames, and water cannons explode.

One by one, the witch beasts were killed by the bomb, but more witch beasts crawled out of their lairs, charging forward fearlessly.

"Down with the invaders!"

"Down with the monsters in the Demon Court!"

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Chen Zhou had never been so speechless before, he returned to his hometown excitedly, the white worms glared at him, and the ten thousand worms grinned.

"I am your king, your God!"

"Nonsense, we have only one god, and that is the aloof Gonggong witch god! What kind of god are you? If you wear a black sweater, you're not a bird?"

"The Twelve Witch Gods are our faith!"

"Get out of the prehistoric world!"

They saluted with large and small bags, but were turned away. How can Chen Zhou not be annoyed or indignant!
He even forgot his own king, the ancient glory, and how brilliant and invincible the ancestor of Fortune was, this is simply unforgivable.

His body is tall, like a golden mountain, all the way across back to the central plateau.

He is going to ask the Creator Master, what is going on here?

What happened to the witch god?What happened to the white worms?

Why do all species mutate like a disaster, growing strange structures, which are completely different from when they left.

The white worms grow fangs, and the black flies grow wolf fur and claws!
What is causing all this.

He is the king of all races, the lord of the white gods, the ancestor of fortune, and the real number one beast in the world who has left a great reputation in the prehistoric world!
In front of the Creator, he would slap the map of the territory he had laid down on the ground again, and tell him how he was fighting for it. Then he proudly put his hand behind his back, raised his bird's head, and waited for the Creator's praise.

Also, the nine-tailed red raccoon and others were also made fat and fat by themselves, and their strength has greatly improved, and they have all become famous demon gods!
In the end, I have to tell the Creator that my ten sons are really uplifting, and personally supervised the construction of the Ark of the Other Side. They can go to the sky, enter the earth, go to the sea, defend and attack, and they are called artifacts.

Call ~
He made an emergency landing on the central plateau, and rushed in angrily without knocking on the door.

Everything has changed and become smaller, but the ancient stone monuments are still there, and the epic poems that were once carved still remain, but what about the Creator?
"Come out!"

"Don't dare to see me?"

"I conquered a vast territory, created a demon court, and claimed the title of emperor, and all races will submit to me. Why don't you come out!"

Chen Zhou shouted uncontrollably, his voice echoed in the greenhouse for a long time, but there was no reply at all.

The silence was terrifying.

"Come out, or I'll smash the Central Plateau and blow up the ashes of the ancient demon god!"

No matter how much he yelled, he didn't get any response.

The former master creator never left here. He raised flowers and grass here, planted tall sacred trees here, and played with monsters such as the nine-tailed red raccoon.

But now, why the flowers and plants are still there, but there is no one there.

He sat slumped on the ground, his three bird claws twitched, this giant golden bird, the majestic emperor of the demon court, the king of all races, sobbed, choked, and cried out in grief.

hoarse.

I don't know how long I cried, the ground surged, and a seven-legged snake slowly crawled out, and the back earth beast Meng Lu looked at Chen Zhou speechlessly.

The finger poked Chen Zhou's shoulder.

"Hey?"

"Don't touch me, huh?" Chen Zhou was taken aback, then raised his head, the pear blossoms were raining, the bird feather crown on his head was skewed, and there was a line of snot hanging from his nostrils.

But he cried out in surprise.

"You must know where the Creator Master has gone, right? Tell me quickly, I know that the Creator Master will not abandon us, and will not leave secretly. I haven't told him about my achievements, how can he leave! "

He wiped away his tears and snot, wiped it on the bird's feathers, and laughed loudly with his arms crossed.

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Is this a real bird?

Meng Lu was puzzled, but her previous upbringing allowed her to maintain her posture, and said with a smile: "The creator you are talking about should be the demon god who created everything!"

"Not bad!" Chen Zhou chicken pecked at the rice.

"Come with me!"

According to the script, Meng Lu brought Chen Zhou to the end of the Central Plateau, where there was once a barren land, the Dojo of the Creator.

Of course, it was also the trigger for Zhao Ming's official Lich War.

When Chen Zhou saw that scene, the bird feathers all over his body exploded, and thick steam sprayed from every pore, flying uncontrollably, forming a huge steam force field.

As far as the eyes can see, the corpses are blood red, soaking the earth.

It's like a giant disintegrated here, passed away, blood turned into rivers, bones connected into mountains and rocks...

"Impossible, I don't believe it, how is it possible for the Creator?" he shouted.

Meng Lu stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and sighed.

"On that day, the devil came to the world, and the people of all races were terrified. They were forced to go to the central plateau, desperate, and crying blood to the heavens. Only then did they get the response from the Creator."

"It turns out that it's not that he didn't come, but that he's already dead."

Meng Lu's words were emotional and slow, and each sentence stuck in Chen Zhou's heart, causing him to yell loudly.

"Impossible, I don't believe it. The Creator Lord will not die. He is the supreme demon god. He will not die when the world is destroyed. He will live forever when all things are destroyed. He is the source of everything and the end of everything. The world has not yet come to an end. How did he die?"

"Ugh"

Meng Lu erected the snake body and patted the bird's head.

"Silly boy, people will die, and so will gods. Even the vast universe has an end, but death is not the end."

"His gas turned into wind and cloud, his voice turned into thunder, and his flesh and blood melted into the earth. He gave birth to twelve witch gods, created thousands of witch beasts, and came back to life in another form."

Seeing that Chen Zhou was low and silent, she knew it was time to add fire.

"It's like falling flowers into nourishment, and dead animals will also be cheap for maggots, right?"

Ok?
Chen Zhou suddenly felt that the taste was a little strong, and something was wrong. He was moved just now, and was about to put it down, but was suddenly lifted up again.

What do you mean when flowers become nutrients and animals die cheap maggots?
He looked at Meng Lu, the back-earth beast with an unkind expression, and said, "You mean that the Creator Master is dead, and my real tribe is also extinct, and those who survive are saprophytic witch beasts that eat the corpse of the Creator Master?"

Before Meng Lu had time to speak, Chen Zhou suddenly understood, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"No wonder, no wonder, I think all the prehistoric and desolate races are so ferocious. It turns out that they are already inhuman, and witch beasts are indeed dirty beasts!"

Chen Zhou pointed at the sky with one paw, and shouted: "In this life, I will destroy the filthy beast and avenge the Lord Creator. If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear not to be a bird!"

Immediately he fluttered his wings and wanted to fly, but before taking off after taking two steps, he retreated again, arching his claws and said: "Thank you, little sister, for telling the truth, why don't you tell me your real name, so I will remember it in my heart, come to the Japanese emperor to reshape the prehistoric world, and give you an imperial seal!" Divinity!"

"Good talk good talk!"

Meng Lu smiled lightly on her snake face, bowed slightly and said, "My name is Houtu, you can also call me Houtu Witch God!"

Houtu has such a compelling name.

Wait, Houtu Wushen?
The bird's eyes widened.

Chen Zhou looked at the snake face with a slight smile in disbelief, feeling ashamed of being teased with his pants off.

The bird's claw pointed at Meng Lu tremblingly.

"you you."

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