come as god

Individuals cannot be separated from society, and society cannot be separated from the universe.

No individual can exist independently. Even the Taoist Lord must follow the basic laws of the universe. Facing the vast and boundless dark matter frenzy and the endless flow of information in the Taoist world, even Zhao Ming, the Taoist sage, has reached the peak of the universe. A living body is just a drop in the ocean, which may be overturned at any time.

But now that the Galaxy is in trouble at home and abroad, Zhao Ming has to make more plans.

Internally, the universe is initially determined, the starry sky is in a mess, and the Milky Way is like a dry well. It is almost impossible to give birth to high-energy gods, star kings, and heavenly kings explosively as usual.

Destined to usher in an era of decay and godlessness!

On the other hand, to meet the attack of the Emperor Huan Universe Kingdom, which is so heavy that even Zhao Ming finds it terrifying, the entire galaxy will be torn apart if he is not careful, and even Zhao Ming may fall.

The legacy left by the so-called super ancient saints has been exhausted!

From this moment on, Zhao Ming and human beings really lost their background, and had to start from the beginning step by step. There was no luck at all, and the oil and water of the super ancient saints had been squeezed out.

"Internally, without high-energy matter, the prehistoric peoples can only stay in the state of 23-level gods and beasts, and it is difficult to give birth to new gods, heavenly kings, divine masters, star kings, and heavenly kings..."

Zhao Ming sat cross-legged under the gate of the Milky Way, like a rotten tree, silent.

Various visions floated in the back of his mind. The dark matter was spontaneously distorted and accumulated layer by layer, forming a huge mechanical giant wheel, which began to rotate slowly and powerfully.

It was like a clock ticking behind Zhao Ming's head.

Time also passed quickly in this ticking sound, reconstructing the dark matter computer, Zhao Ming is deducing the future path and the vitality of the galaxy with great supernatural powers.

"Without gods, we cannot fight against the next crisis, so we must develop a brand-new genetic way of the wild, and the way of machinery cannot be abandoned..."

"Externally, we must also meet the possible crisis of Emperor Huan Universe Kingdom."

The indescribable 'Emperor Huan' will definitely not be able to descend in person. Although Zhao Ming is weak, the saint and the emperor are in the same realm. If they leave the starry sky they belong to, they will also lose their boundless power.

The mighty power belongs to itself, and it also belongs to the universe!

It is impossible for the Emperor Huan Universe Kingdom to go out on patrol, and the whole country will come out to capture a possible threat. The greatest possibility is the arrival of the universe scavenger...

"Perhaps, I can create an illusion!"

Zhao Ming raised his eyes and looked down at the two irregular galaxies captured by the Milky Way. The advanced civilization of the Milky Way named them the Great Candle Dragon Galaxy and the Small Candle Dragon Galaxy. The distance is 10,000+ light-years, which is almost equivalent to the diameter of the two galaxies. .

They were captured by the Milky Way, revolved around the center of the Milky Way, approached constantly, were torn apart, and would sooner or later become the rations of the Milky Way.

Now he is being watched by Zhao Ming.

He wants to use this large and small candle dragon galaxy to make some articles, but he still needs some planning.

Xuantian Yuanshen sat still, but two figures slowly walked out of Yuanshen's mind, going against the contraction force of the dark plane towards the deep space.

The main body slowly closed his eyes, and the dark matter celestial computer behind his head roared.

This turn is 800 years.

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The time has come to 4800 years in the prehistoric calendar, and 800 years have passed since the battle of "Nanwu Mechanical Buddha", but the aftermath of that battle is still raging in the Milky Way.

After that battle, Zhao Ming ascended to the position of Daoist Lord, surrendered all the Buddhas with one thought, and brought the war to an end.

After a hundred years of intimidating heavenly kings, they repaired their souls and bodies, and finally moved the 36 heavens to the site of the original mechanical civilization, becoming the center of the galaxy. With the 36 heavens and sky rings as the core, the six heavens were completely determined. Divide three thousand star regions.

Li Kun, the lord of the Shenting, woke up in 4200 in the prehistoric calendar, and regained control of the lord of the Shenting.

In the 4700th year of the Honghuang calendar, Hao Wuqi, the Northern Emperor, Tathagata, the Western Emperor (because the Tathagata moved westward, and Wukong moved southward, so the name of the emperor was replaced), the Southern Emperor Wukong, the Eastern Emperor Dragon King, the Gaitian Qing Emperor Gai Xingyuan, and the Bone Land With the support of funerals and others, the Great Desolate God Court was reopened.

The prehistoric deterrents have united with all higher civilizations to jointly establish a multi-civilization cooperation and negotiation god system led by the prehistoric protoss (human beings)!
Establish the Great Desolate God's Court as the only God's Court in the galaxy that is in harmony with the sky and the way.

Establish the primordial principle as the supreme morality of the galaxy.

Establish the prehistoric sky rule as the supreme charter of the galaxy.

Establish the prehistoric law as the supreme law of the galaxy.

And on January 4800, 1 in the prehistoric calendar, the first all-Galaxy Shenting meeting was held, and the deterrent gods re-divided the civilization star domain in a sincere attitude of being open, fair, just, and impartial.

Human beings scratched out a big cake from it.

In this regard, the major civilizations have no opinion, not because they don't want to mention it, but because they are not qualified.

The deterrent kings speak, how can they have the qualifications to speak, and among the deterrent kings, the Eastern Emperor Dragon King fought for the rights and interests of the dragon species, the Southern Emperor Wukong fought for the territory of the prehistoric monster race, and the ruler of the sun, Amon, has nothing to ask for. They live as individuals, they live among the stars, and the Milky Way is their home.

"A gentle civilization must be maintained!"

"The civilization that kills violence must be beaten!"

"From now on, the rules of the Great Desolation are the rules of the Galaxy. If anyone refuses to accept it, he can come to the Great Desolation God's Court to raise an objection. It depends on whether the deterrent gods agree or not!"

Li Kun, the lord of the divine court, has returned to the state of deterrence, and Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi are more oppressive than ever.

Because the current Lord of the Divine Court is already the master of the galaxy. Although the stars are withered, he is a real giant of the galaxy, even the half-step super ancient saint-level Gai Tianqing. its edge.

In the current Galaxy, there is only one person who can defeat Li Kun!
That person has been sleeping for 800 years.

Li Kun stands on the top of the divine court, waving his sleeves and looking down at the living masters of many civilizations: "The vast galaxy is full of waste, and all major civilizations should return to their star regions. With the purpose of construction and development, wars should not be started lightly.

Once the conflict is resolved, become the Bingxing God and be punished by the prehistoric laws of heaven!
Who dares to disobey the laws of heaven, disrespect the rules of heaven, kill rashly, and start an interstellar war, don't blame the rules of heaven for being ruthless! "

"Follow the decree of the court of God!"

The masters of the major civilizations took orders one after another.

The civilization masters who can appear here are either the masters of advanced civilizations or the masters of interstellar civilizations. At this moment, no one dares to express their opinions whether they are lawful or violent.

Honghuang Shenting is already a mountain standing in everyone's heart, and no one can move it away.

From this day on, the rules of human beings are the rules of the galaxy, just like the rules of the mechanical civilization in the past, they have become the supreme truth, and all civilizations can only adapt and cannot resist.

They travel in warships or through public wormholes.

Those who still use battleships in this era are rich civilizations, and most civilizations are poor. After all, most civilizations still rely on the energy of stars, and at this time, even the stars are broken countless.

I don't know how many civilizations have fallen into an era of eternal light.

Back then, Zhao Ming led Deterrent Tianjun around the Milky Way to recast the star, but the premise was that the star still existed, and the stars or planets in some star regions were completely emptied, and they were completely gone.

The Great Desolate God's Court allocates stars to each civilization.

However, some stars are too old and dilapidated, and many interstellar civilizations cannot afford the nuclear fusion reactors that could be developed casually. The high-energy matter was emptied in the battle of gods, and the major civilizations had to live frugally.

Humans do the same.

Because human beings are strong enough, the allocated planet is not rich but poor. After all, a newborn human baby can turn the world upside down, and it can be called a martial saint.

But the reconstruction went well.

But there are also many contradictions within a civilized society.

Especially in the Mingtian position, countless people gather every day, protesting and clamoring, causing the gods to be overwhelmed.

"I have been a widow for 800 years, when will my man get the reincarnation quota!"

"My grandfather is the Heavenly Soldier and General of the War Buddha, why hasn't he been reincarnated yet?"

"It's been 800 years, my son has died of old age, and my husband is still alive!"

"My son, my son!"

"My wife my wife!"

Underworld, the reception star of Hades, three hell wolves wearing suits sitting at the window of the reception office, listened tirelessly to the complaints of the visitors, and he returned a gentle smile.

"Ma'am, I understand your difficulties, but you also need to understand the difficulties of the Underworld. Reincarnation will definitely be reincarnated, but there are too many people who want to be reincarnated now. There are billions of trillions of creatures in the galaxy, and all major civilizations are rebuilding. Manpower, we can only arrange one by one!"

He flicked through the Terminal No. 10010 of the Life and Death Book, and said, "Your husband, Sun Yecheng, died at the age of 192. He had the strength of a god. He died in the battle of the Nanwu Mechanical Buddha. He accumulated 192 merit points. There are 720 billion people ahead. Please give me a moment." Wait, there will be a number soon!"

The woman on the opposite side turned pale. There are 720 billion in front?
What a joke!
The three-headed hellhound carefully explained: "Don't panic, although the six realms of reincarnation are not fully open, but the daily reincarnation throughput can reach 1 million people, you only need to wait another 720 days, and your husband will be reincarnated back! "

"720 days, not far away, not far away!"

The woman turned her grief into joy and left happily.

I have waited for 800 years, not bad for 720 days.

There are not a few such cases, and of course there are also those who are in grief and pain. The three-headed hellhound said coldly to the woman sitting on the ground: "I'm sorry, don't wait any longer. After the trial of the book of life and death, your husband is in Nanwu Mechanical Buddha. Escaping before the start of the war and leaking information to the Mechanical Bodhisattva is not eligible for reincarnation."

"I protest, I protest!"

"They are all Primordial Protoss, so there must be no prejudice!"

The woman wept bitterly, but was dragged away helplessly by the cockroach housekeepers.

Others watched coldly, wanting to enjoy their rights even after being a traitor, so let’s pull it down, you should be glad you didn’t get killed.

The Hades received the star, sometimes there was cheers, and sometimes some people were crying.

Every day, the same drama continues to play out.

Reincarnation, become the scarcest resource.

The figure in white walked through the crowd, but no one could see it.

Behind him were several figures, none of them human.

The bull-headed messenger in a black suit said: "There is no way to bury the King Buddha on the ground of bones. Material resources are scarce, and the six reincarnation eyes can only open the reincarnation channel of one in a billion trillion. The current galaxy cannot accommodate so many lives!"

Those who are qualified to be reincarnated are gods!

The resources consumed are naturally unmatched by ordinary people.

Burial of bones, as the actual helm of Hades today, has to deal with it as appropriate.

"Right now, that's the only way to go. Rebirth of a god requires the consumption of a god's resources. Even we can't reverse the cost. We can only wait for Xuantian to descend into the world, and Emperor Underworld has issued a decree..."

800 years is the limit of ordinary life forms.

And these 800 years have already gone through a reincarnation, and none of the new generations can become high-energy gods. Most of them have not survived the cold winter and died in time.

The prehistoric gods could only sigh incessantly.

"The galaxy is shriveled and lacking. Alas, they are all good children, but they are dying because of lack of resources!"

War is always scary.

Honghuang Shenting had to face this cruel scene. For 800 years, the vicissitudes of life have gone through several generations of life and death, but fortunately the new generation has not experienced the age of the gods, and the 800-year birthday does not have much joy or sorrow for them.

The saddest thing is the immortal gods who live in the world, but they have to watch their offspring die.

When her son was old, she still had blue hair, and when her grandson was old, she was still young. In the end, she couldn't bear the parting of life and death, and chose to sleep forever.

They sealed themselves in astral bodies and hoped for a new era.

These 800 years are called the Winter of the Gods!
Zhao Ming did not return, and the problem could not be resolved.

A blocked galaxy is like a cage that lacks food. People will starve to death, and gods will starve to death sooner or later.

Until one day, a decree came down from heaven.

The Great Desolate God Court jointly passed the largest resolution in 800 years.

"In the 4801 year of the prehistoric calendar, on April 4st, the prehistoric tribunal will try mechanical civilization life forms such as mechanical Buddhas, mechanical Bodhisattvas and other criminals of the galaxy!"

Swish!
All of a sudden, it attracted the attention of all life forms in the galaxy.

Internal conflicts shifted instantly.

Everyone's eyes were burning like fire, and their teeth were itching with hatred: "Causing our hometown to shatter, causing our wives and children to disperse and destroy our families, the prehistoric court is finally going to judge the crimes of mechanical civilization!"

"I waited 800 years without closing my eyes, just waiting for today!"

The entire galaxy virtual network is full of hustle and bustle, boiling.

"Mechanical civilization is a heinous crime!"

"Mechanical Buddha, the war leader, if you don't kill it, it won't be enough for the common people to be angry!"

"Mechanical Jinyue Bodhisattva, smash my home star, he will never live!"

"Let them die!" "Let them die!" "Let them die!"

On this day, the anger of the major civilizations could not be appeased. Xitianwei Xinda Leiyin Square was crowded with people. To be precise, it was crowded with people every day. They wanted to vent their anger by stepping on Buddha's head every day.

It's just that on this day, there are extra many.

"There is no need for a trial. Do we still need to tell about their crimes? They must all be beheaded!"

"That's six mechanical Buddhas, how to cut them? Who will cut them?"

Who will judge the deterrent Buddha's crimes?Who dares to kill?How to kill?

Many people had bad premonitions, and even lamented: "The mechanical Buddha will definitely not be sentenced to death! Just think about it, the six mechanical Buddhas rioted, and the galaxy may be in chaos again!"

"That's right, I'm afraid that the mechanical Bodhisattva will take the blame. These six mechanical Buddhas will not only live well, but will also be won over by the Great Desolate God's Court to become the leader of the God's Court and stand on top of us to pee!"

Some people consciously found out the truth, and raged in the virtual world: "The Great Desolation God's Court is like that, the laws of heaven, the laws of heaven and the laws of heaven are here to restrain us low civilizations!"