The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 647 Returning to the wilderness and wanting to meet Pangu!
Suppression from dimensions?
Jiang Shi frowned slightly, he seemed to have provoked something terrible, and the attitude of Chen Xi from the World Tree was also obvious, even if it was Him, it was impossible to save Jiang Shi without cost.

Efforts and gains are equal. Jiang Shi is not related to the World Tree Chenxi, and Chenxi has given Jiang Shi enough kindness, which does not mean that he will help Jiang Shi unconditionally.

At this time, Jiang Shi was not allowed to think too much, after only a moment of silence, Jiang Shi replied in a deep voice: "Master Chenxi, what do you need me to do in exchange?"

World Tree Chenxi also fell silent for a moment, and then an invisible voice entered Jiang Shi's ears.

"Jiang Shi, I'm not mistaken. In your destiny, you can encounter existences from different era dimensions, just like yourself, it seems that you don't belong to this dimension, this chaotic era."

"I hope you can find an existence like me, and then give him the leaf of the world in your hand. I have a faint feeling that a great horror is coming, but I have no clue. I need to find the same eternal detachment and deal with the possible danger together. crisis."

The mental shock sounded in Jiang Shi's mind, without too much emotion: "Originally I entrusted it to Hengyu, but I didn't expect that you would be more likely to meet other eternal detached people. In addition, try to put this seed Conceive it, and leave a trace for my old friend."

Jiang Shi thought for a while, and mentally transmitted an affirmative reply.

Even Jiang Shi faintly suspected that what Chenxi, the world tree, was looking for was an existence like the Great God Pan Gu.

"Okay, in the name of life, make an oath of commitment."

World Tree Chenxi said indifferently: "I believe in you, you should be able to help me."

As soon as the words fell, the strange, all-erasing power that Jiang Shi felt just now seemed to be guided by some kind of direction, and it shifted slightly in time and space, and went to another place.And the source seed in Jiang Shi's hand, the time-space fluctuation that was just cut off, is also connected again, more closely than before.

"Master Chenxi, can't you directly find another existence similar to you in the chaos? With your realm."

In the end, Jiang Shi couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart after all, and asked a question.

"It's difficult, not to mention that my body is difficult to move. In the chaos, maybe even if I pass by other detached people, I don't look at each other and ignore the past."

The voice of Chenxi from the World Tree gradually disappeared in Jiang Shi's mind: "Don't stay in this kind of place for too long, you will be easily abandoned by fate and rejected by Chaos. Calculate the passage of time in your Chaos Era, you are already here Space has been there for 10 years."

Jiang Shi took a deep breath. At this time, the source seed in his hand had turned into an incomparably white flower bone flower, delicate and verdant, and might bloom completely at any time. In the flower, there were strong spatial fluctuations, which seemed to be able to Through everything, to reach any place Jiang Shi wants to go.

Jiang Shi stretched out his fingers, and lightly touched the flower bone. At the moment when the flower bloomed, a tiny, rotating black hole stamen sucked Jiang Shi in, and then completely withered and disappeared.

Somewhere in the Little Chaos, the Wanhua old woman took off her clothes, and slowly absorbed the vitality obtained from decomposing the infinite treasures into her body.

What is frightening is that under the wide hat worn by the Wanhua old woman, her eyes have completely shrunk, like two pitch-black hollows, which is particularly frightening.Matched with the old and dead Mu's face, like a ghost is better than a living being.

But with the inhalation of a large amount of vitality, colorful and holy rings slowly spread out under the feet of the Wanhua old woman, and they were pushed in all directions, covering every inch of space.

Every inch you advance, on the colorful halo, pieces of pure white flowers slowly grow up. After a while, the surrounding space has turned into a sea of ​​flowers, real and full of vitality.

When the halo stopped advancing, the terrifying old woman disappeared, leaving only a magnificent fairy, stepping barefoot in the sea of ​​flowers, gently stroking the skin that had returned to youth, and her face was covered with tears.

After a long time, Wanhua, who had returned to her youth, sighed slowly, but put a weird smile on the corner of her mouth: "That little guy must have resources and treasures that he hasn't taken out. Hehe, little Chaos is Is it so easy to leave? Holding a treasure outside this dimension, I still want to get away easily, so I should stay and serve as the food for my youth and beauty. There is such a person, I am afraid that in this chaotic era , I don’t even have to wear that disgusting look.”

Before the words fell, the incomparably beautiful face of thousands of flowers was taken aback for a moment, and then a vicious and fearful expression flashed across: "No!."

It seems to collapse into the void, and it seems that the lines of the portrait on the paper are erased by an eraser.

The screaming Wanhua suddenly froze in the void, and the naked body gradually faded, as if the lines that formed the body were all taken away and erased, from the outside to the inside, in a strange way. The terrifying process slowly disappeared.

From the beginning to the end, Wan Hua didn't even have a chance to save herself, and just disappeared without a trace, like a mayfly.

This old monster who didn't know how to survive from the chaotic civilization of a certain dimension, because of some bad thoughts, could not escape the obliteration of dimensionality reduction.

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The crisp birdsong resounded joyfully in the woods, and the sun shone on the treetops, which was real and vibrant, and peaceful.

A cloud drifted past, and the big sun was looming, which also caused the beating of light and shadow. On the top of a vast mountain, a weak and pale flower was growing tenaciously, swaying in the wind.

Suddenly, in this ordinary, not spiritual flower, a thin black spot suddenly appeared, deep and bottomless.

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Following a cracking sound, a burly figure came out of the small black spot slowly and strangely, stepping lightly on the ground and scanning the surroundings.

"This is the ruins of Mount Buzhou? I actually returned to the wilderness from here. Is it a coincidence?"

Since the great changes in the Fengshenquan Jie, Buzhou Mountain has been completely leveled, but the remnant site has remained inexplicably, and it is the place where Jiang Shi returned from the chaos.

Jiang Shi touched his chin, his expression moved slightly, it happened that he had something to do, but this place was just right for the occasion.

He waved his hand and carefully put away the little flower behind him, but this mortal flower was stained with a trace of the source seed's aura, which can be regarded as the incarnation of the source seed, and the seeds left in the little chaos could not be brought out.

Promising the World Tree Chenxi, Jiang Shi will naturally take good care of this little flower, which can be regarded as the last trace left by that source seed in the world.

After finishing everything, Jiang Shi took a deep breath, turned his hand over, and took out the page of truth from the little chaos.

Feeling the aura of fate filling the above, Jiang Shi glanced up and down carefully, and with the help of the information bone slips he got, he already figured out the function of this chapter of truth.

Equivalent exchange, what you want, you will get.

Whether it is the gap in time or space, or the illusion that only exists in history or even mythology, it can all be manifested.

Of course, the premise is that you can pay the same price.

This price is not the equivalent recognized by you, but the equivalent recognized by this page of truth.

Jiang Shi stared at this page of truth, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice, "I hope to see Pan Gu, or his surviving primordial spirit."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Shi stared at this chapter of truth, and fell into a deadly waiting.

Jiang Shi could only wait to see if this chapter of truth could respond to his request.

(End of this chapter)