I Created the Fantasy World

Thinking of this, the primitive man showed a sad color.

At this moment, a colorful deer appeared in the sky, and a seven-colored deer descended. With a cold snort, a flash of lightning flashed, and the tiger turned into a charred mass and lost its life.

When the primitive man saw it, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted, speaking incomprehensible words.

"I follow the order of the Immortal Venerable to lead the human race from the lower realm, and I hope you will cherish the opportunity." The seven-colored deer looked at the primitive man, transmitted the words through God's voice, and taught everyone the language.

"Thank you Immortal Venerable, thank you messenger!" Everyone bowed again with joy on their faces.

The human race is finally saved!

"Follow me!" The seven-colored deer nodded and walked away with the remaining humans.

A few days later, the seven-colored deer took the crowd to a new human race, relieved the surrounding crisis, and then entrusted these primitive people here.

Since then, these primitive people have been integrated into the Xinhe ethnic group.

The new language, new survival skills, and simple breathing techniques have greatly increased the survivability of this primitive group.

The seven-colored deer are still on the road, looking for an individual human race, and then guiding them forward, bringing infinite light and hope.

Although this small group of humans does not have the strength to dominate the world, it can still struggle to survive in the world.

Temple of the Sun.

"Does Immortal Venerable attach great importance to these newly-born races?" The Lord of the Sun opened his eyes, slightly contemplating, "If that's the case, then I will also contribute a bit of strength."

As the first gods after the creation of the world, the Lord of the Sun possessed wisdom when he was born.

Fierce Tiger tribe.

The primitive people saw the seven-colored deer slashing the tiger demon, and in order to commemorate it, the new tribe was renamed the fierce tiger.

On this day, the morning light was slightly dewy, and a human came from a distance.

This human being is different from ordinary primitive people. He is tall and slender, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and has a bronze bell hanging from his waist.

He has a beautiful golden hair, and the five senses are like sharpened knives, reflecting the magic of nature.

A primitive man looked into the distance and saw Zhou Guanghua shining brightly, like the sun approaching the world.

Such an unusual person was naturally reported to the tribal leader by eyewitnesses.

"I've seen the adults, I don't know where the adults came from?" The leader rushed over and saw this person, with a heart of surrender in his heart, and stepped forward to salute.

The man pointed to the sun in the sky and said, "I am the lord of the sun. I came from the sun to spread light to the earth!"

"Meet the Lord of the Sun!" The leader saluted, and the others followed.

The Lord of the Sun was surprised for a while, and sensed that there was a trace of power exerted on him.

Although not much, it allowed him to see the way forward.

"Faith?" The Lord of the Sun quickly understood the essence of power, "Since you brothers have not yet come into the world, then the first cup of faith is for your brother."

At the moment, the body of the Lord of the Sun shone with golden light, exuding divine brilliance, and his voice was majestic: "From today onwards, all who worship the Lord of the Sun will be blessed by the Lord of the Sun!"

The voice fell, and the cause and effect were established.

These worshiping humans sensed a surge of power, and their bodies were full of power.

Of course, the more devout you are, the more power you get back.

The Lord of the Sun saw it, smiled knowingly, and disappeared into the tribe.

In the next period of time, the Lord of the Sun also saved the Terran tribe.? …

Although he has the intention of harvesting faith, his purpose is not simple, but he has truly saved many human tribes, and life is getting better and better.

So, a hundred years later, the followers of the sun god spread all over the human race.

In addition, humans also worship the seven-colored deer, calling it a mythical beast that brings light and hope.

There are naturally many worshippers of Pan Xi and Wang Yu.

However, because neither of them has been manifested, there are only statues of the two in various temples and temples, and there is no record of the deeds of the two manifested.

At the same time, the five major groups of Xuanwu, Suzaku, Qinglong, Baihu, and Qilin grew stronger and stronger, occupying some of the most spiritual places in the world.

Among the various clans, there are many strong gods, and even the leaders of the five clans have become golden immortals, enough to run amok in the world.

Orcs, even if they don't have any skills, they can use their powerful bodies to absorb spiritual energy, accumulate it slowly, and embark on the road of becoming stronger.

If humans follow suit, they will only be smashed into pieces by the violent aura in the end, and their bodies will die.

Humans are known for their wisdom, and there are indeed some shortcomings in the flesh, which makes the human race very helpless.

Fortunately, due to the appearance of the Seven-colored Deer and the Lord of the Sun, the five clans have no longer attacked the human race, and the human race has gained temporary peace.

"It's not the way to go on like this." Heihu, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Tribe, was very worried, "The fate of mankind must be in our own hands!"

"Boss, the power we get from worshiping the Lord of the Sun is not small." Someone said.

Hei 5.6 Hu snorted coldly: "The radiance of the Lord of the Sun illuminates the earth, and his power is naturally boundless. But, are we going to cause trouble to the Lord of the Sun all the time?"

Looking at the crowd, I sighed in my heart: Isn't the power obtained by worshiping the Lord of the Sun borrowed?

It's just that it's inconvenient to say this.

Otherwise, with the fanaticism of the people towards the gods, maybe their leader position will not be guaranteed.

"The leader said yes!" Everyone nodded, "It's just that we don't have any good options now!"

Heihu shook his head: "Who said that? Didn't the messenger pass down the method of breathing?"

Everyone suddenly remembered the legend told by the seven-colored deer.

Legend has it that Immortal Venerable was also cultivated by humans.

"The method of breathing and breathing must be the method of becoming a god given by the Immortal Venerable." Heihu looked frantic, "This must be the supreme opportunity given to the human race by Immortal Venerable!"_

Chapter 368: _ You Chao's Out _ Suzaku Out of the Nest

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"Becoming a god?" Everyone's eyes were eager.

After seeing the gods flying to the sky and escaping the earth, how can the human race not be envious of their ability to move mountains and fill the sea?

Now listening to the leader say this, everyone's mind suddenly becomes alive.

"Maybe, we can become gods too!"

"It's just that this method of breathing and breathing doesn't seem so magical?" Some people wondered, "Don't we discover the mystery!"

Heihu nodded: "How can the opportunity to become a god be given lightly? Of course, the Immortal Venerable has a test. From tomorrow, some people in the tribe will study the technique of breathing and breathing!"

"Yes." The people below quickly agreed.

To become a god can be in the interests of all.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and there was a strong vibration on the ground.

"The mountain is about to collapse?" Heihu was surprised and woke up suddenly, "Run!"

After saying that, go out first.

The others saw it and followed him out of the cave where the meeting was held.

After everyone escaped, the cave finally cracked and collapsed.

"This..." Everyone was dumbfounded, this is where everyone shelters from the wind and rain.

"Boss, look at the sky!" Someone pointed to the sky, and then everyone looked towards the sky.

There is a golden dragon fighting with a bird flying with colorful feathers.

Flames and water dragons danced, making a deafening sound.

The previous voice should have been produced by two people fighting.

As the two fought, there was a sense of shock in the air, and the surrounding mountains and trees trembled, causing boundless disaster.

"Ao Run, hand over the treasure, and follow me back to the Suzaku Palace to accept the crime." Fei Niao, who belongs to the genus of Suzaku, said with arrogance and arrogance.

Jinlong snorted coldly: "Your Suzaku clan is too lenient to manage, and you actually control my East China Sea dragon clan. The treasure is obtained by this dragon from the Jedi, how can I give you this thief bird?"

While speaking, there was no mercy in the hands, the magical power fell, and the shock on the ground became more severe.

"Little loach, the mouth is so poisonous!" The bird was furious, and his body grew bigger, and his sharp claws grabbed the golden dragon's body, "Let this deity see if your scales are as tough as your mouth!"

The golden dragon rolled up, dodged the attack, turned into a black-haired young man, and stood above the void.

"Although I can't give it to you baby, I can give you a glimpse." Ao Run sneered, a pocket hill appeared in his hand and threw it to the birds.

The next moment, the pocket hills became bigger and turned into mountains connecting the sky and the earth, bursting with boundless rays of light, covering the birds.

Asuka was startled, unfolded magical powers, and wanted to escape.

It's just that it seems to be futile when it is shrouded in the light of the mountains.

The mountain fell heavily, and the bird let out a scream.

"Ao Run, you can't kill me!" After the blow, the flying birds dropped countless feathers, and shouted loudly in embarrassment.

"Heh..." Ao Run sneered, "At such a time, you are still so naive?"

In the words, the mountain fell again, and the screams stopped abruptly in the rumbling sound.

Ao Run put away the mountains, showed a satisfied smile, and fled to the East China Sea.

Above the ground, the earth is cracked, and the ravines are criss-crossed, leaving a devastated place.

A trace of golden blood flowed, then turned into a small stream, and finally converged into a large lake.

In addition, the area around ten thousand miles seems to have suffered a disaster.

Many caves collapsed and rivers evaporated, making it difficult for humans to survive in this area.

"How to do?"

Heihu looked at the greatly changed environment around him, a little speechless.

He counted the number of clansmen and found that they had changed from one thousand to eight hundred.

Moreover, all of them looked terrified and uneasy.