Lutai is on fire, do you think Dashang can be saved?

"This ancient world is my deepest foundation, although I can use the power of blood in my school to inspire my own spirit and evolve human civilization.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I use it to make up for the power of humanity in me, mixed with the power of human luck. But after all, this ancient wilderness is the place where I was born. Naturally, I also need protective medicine. If I am not discovered by a powerful enemy, I will It will hit me hard! "

Di Xin's clone was wandering in the void, and while his body was in turmoil, he was constantly observing the prehistoric world that had undergone great changes at this moment.

The sun and moon are bright, and the stars are like light.

The power of the stars turned into rolling rivers, continuously pouring into the wilderness, and evolved into the energy of heaven and earth.

The energy of chaos was swallowed up by the current prehistoric world, constantly transformed into innate spiritual power, and then injected into it. However, without the support of Buzhou Mountain, it could only be transformed into acquired spiritual power.

Fortunately, after the two worlds merged, Buzhou Mountain has taken shape again.

Presumably, after a long period of time and a large amount of spiritual energy injection, he can also achieve what he did at the beginning of the wilderness.

"Although the sun, moon and stars can be converted into innate spiritual power, the change in power between the two is indeed too great. We simply divide this ancient world into three!"

Wheels of light appeared behind Di Xin, and the art of calculating the secrets of heaven began to move continuously. Soon, he began to calculate what kind of hardships he would encounter in the next prehistoric period.

……

"So that's it, Fengshen understands that I have raised the human race too high. In addition, the integration of the two worlds has greatly alleviated the occurrence of prehistoric disasters. It will not appear until one hundred and eighty thousand Yuanhui. Real catastrophe, in order to eliminate this world’s great burden!”

One hundred and eight thousand yuanhui, this is an imaginary number.

It represents the transformation of power between heaven and earth. At the same time, many changes that occur during the integration of the two worlds may also affect this world.

but!

What Di Xin has to do now is to extend this incident completely backwards without affecting too much.

Only by continuously pushing this number back will the human race have the opportunity to become stronger and have more opportunities to break such restrictions.

Mysterious powers began to be engraved on many stars by Emperor Xin's seal. At the same time, various magical powers and spells began to emerge continuously in the world.

But all this.

Countless beings in the world continue to go about their duties as if they don't feel it at all.

……

"Grand Master, I have already divided the many rosters of the Humane Gods. Now all I need is the king's intervention. I can use the power of humanity borrowed by his flankers to bring our human race to a higher level..."

At this time, Yang Jian was holding the list in his hand, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

He once penetrated through the ages and used the power of saints to predict his own destiny for countless thousands of years.

It was even predicted that there would be a future in which the Human Emperor was not born and the Zhou Dynasty overthrew the Shang Dynasty.

He even claimed to be the emperor, but in the end his sister actually became a victim directly under the guidance of heaven.

But now he is not only in the limelight, but he has also taken advantage of many opportunities to break his imprisonment and become a saint.

Now he has all kinds of magical powers emerging from his movements, and can even open up a small world at will. Although it is not as powerful as the prehistoric era, it can still be considered powerful.

but. Among the saints of the human race, no one chose to leave the human race and go to the chaos to carve out their own world outside the thirty-third heaven.

The human race belongs to the saint, but the saint also needs to rely on the human race. This is the intertwined and interdependent existence of the two.

"Yes, there are too many people on this list who have made great contributions to our human race. As long as we submit this list, our human race will definitely make further progress!"

Wen Zhong nodded, and when he saw the list, he was naturally overjoyed.

"I just don't know where the king has gone. I haven't seen any trace of the king until now!"

Yang Jian suddenly felt a little distressed.

In fact, he also hopes to be like the king asking for advice on how to go to the heavens and worlds to seek greater opportunities.

A strong man like him.

Naturally, it is impossible to stay in the wilderness.

What's more, the human race is now stable and there are not many enemies. If you don't go to other worlds, it will be difficult to make much progress unless you continue to wait for the next big explosion of the human race's luck.

"Wait a minute, since the king doesn't show up, it means he has more important things to deal with!

As for the quota of human gods, there is no need to care too much. Since they choose to plan for the human race and enjoy the convenience brought by the human race, they must continue to wait! "

Wen Zhong didn't say anything more. Instead, he came to the star observatory and watched the extremely bright stars.

Although Yang Jian didn't understand the meaning of this, he didn't say much, nodded and left. He still needed to find his sister to continue chatting about his brother-in-law.

And after Yang Jian left.

The stars watched from the observatory were shining brilliantly and moving continuously at this moment. Even their trajectories seemed to have been specially planned by someone. When they changed, all kinds of mysteries kept emerging.

Wen Zhong, even if he became a human being, when everyone felt this change at this moment, excitement emerged in their hearts.

“The king must have taken action.

The sun, moon and stars are originally connected to many existences in the prehistoric world, and with the help of the energy of chaos, they continue to fill the prehistoric world. The king must want to use this opportunity to make the human race stronger. It's a pity that I haven't reached there yet. This level cannot help the king..."

Wen Zhong sighed deeply.

As an absolutely loyal businessman and a veteran loyal to the human king, he naturally wanted to give everything he had to the human race.

Seeing such a scene at this moment, but having no way to help the king, I naturally felt a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

"I hope that after the king settles this matter, he can give us the opportunity to go to the heavens and the world. If not, I am afraid that the opportunities for us to help the king will become less and less..."

Regardless of the fact that the human race is like a raging fire, all kinds of mysteries are constantly unfolding. There are even many strong men rising one after another, and there are even more geniuses from all walks of life. At this moment, hundreds of flowers are blooming.

But so what?

The only truly peerless strong man is Di Xin, who alone can withstand most of the damage and even eliminate many dangers facing the human race.

For example, those many saints, such as the Demon Emperor Cai Kun, even the dangers of the demons were completely wiped out, leaving no trace left behind. (End of chapter)