My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 Fu Qingjun smiled, shrouded in endless golden light again, his hair was once again skillfully rolled up the light bulb, the vast hazy figure seemed to be separated by endless time and space.

　　 There was a voice in the sky,

　　 "There is no fault, how can I forgive me?"

　　 "I, isn't it just yourself?"

　　 Then there was no more sound, and God had already left.

　　 Jia Xia stared at the sky blankly.

　　 He was completely taken aback.

　　 numb, my mind was blank for a long time. Reading the meaning carefully, he suddenly laughed and laughed loudly, "That's it! That's how it is!"

　　 He looked at the giant lion ant face statue.

　　 That is my face...

　　God, it’s me!

　　 This is the **** in his heart, the **** of wisdom!

　　Hahahahaha! !

　　 He laughed madly, unscrupulously,

　　"Different from the other two deities of Amiro and Hormones, the God of Wisdom is the most special. He has no name and no image. He is everywhere!"

　　 "Wisdom is intangible and intangible, and it exists in the heart of any life. When awakened, wisdom is the real being."

　　 He seemed to have shattered some awe, shattered the fear mask in his heart, and his heart suddenly relaxed, heartily, as if something turned into a butterfly, breaking through the greatest spiritual shackles of his life.

　　 "The spirit is wise, man is God, man is without wisdom, and he is foolish of God!"

　　 The body he experienced through fighting seemed to be shattered, and the next moment there was a kind of enlightenment,

　　 "At this point, I have broken through the third realm! The spirit and spirit penetrated and entered the highest realm of martial arts, and the soul and the body were combined with a great master."

　　 On this day, above the Sunflower Throne, a huge and incomparable mood swept the world, like a big sun oven, burning everything.

　　 He has arrived at the Zhan Zhuang Martial Path, and has reached the peak of the ancient swords, lights, swords and shadows hundreds of years ago in the few records above.

　　 "Go to the next future."

　　 He slept in the solar coffin, his eyes were full of domineering and boldness, and he closed his eyes.

　　 The eleventh century.

　　 A new era has begun!

　　 Jiaxia completely possessed self-confidence, as if she was truly transformed into a **** on earth, the soul was completely integrated into the body and became a real life, no longer worrying about the soul dissipating and the body still there.

　　 No people know his realm, what height he has reached.

　　 "Father, such a terrifying and majestic blood, I am afraid that it has reached the highest peak in the sacred classical pile work record, which is described in a few strokes."

　　 "The classics are the foundation, and there is no record of the next path. My father deserves to be the reincarnation of the gods. From the beginning, he mastered and understood the martial arts training methods behind, and kept breaking through the limits!"

　　 "According to this majestic momentum, maybe it will be easy to live for a lifetime."

　　 "Father is worthy of being the reincarnation of a **** walking on the earth, it is terrible."

　　 In the ancient coffin of the sun, the pharaohs who walked out were shocked.

Fu Qingjun was studying the medicinal wine, and suddenly laughed, "What a Jiaxia, it's simply outrageous! At this state, I looked at the skill of the iron wire fist, the state of martial arts, this is already a combination of spirit and energy. One of the great masters of martial arts!"

　　 According to Fu Qingjun’s guess:

　　 Xiao Xuxian in Haikou, who was blown up by a face-to-face gun and dragged to solve the plan, is a big man in this realm.

　　 was very fierce in ancient times.

at this time.

　　 Jiaxia began to work hard, requiring that every new life that comes to the world has to go through three trials of the gods to wash the original sin on the body to gain life.

　　 At the same time, he discovered that their family of Pharaohs, although they can live in the sun and sleep, but their ability to reproduce is low, so he let ordinary ants and queens reproduce.

　　 The population has now begun to increase substantially, and it has completely entered the era of high-level outbreaks.

　　 "Go to the next future." Jiaxia closed the ancient coffin and fell asleep in the sun. His eyes were full of the courage of the proud, no longer a little hesitating.

　　 The twelfth century.

　　 The population has exploded, and the entire table is already filled with seventy or eighty thousand ants.

　　 Jiaxia completely ignores the kingship, he has given up his earthly rights, eager to break through to the unprecedented realm of martial arts.

　　The peak of martial arts, will there be a way thereafter? He thoroughly understood the meaning of the triple truth ladder, and wanted to use wisdom to chase the second ladder: knowledge! Want to gain endless knowledge and move towards omnipotence.

　　 But in order to prevent independence, he secretly divided the descendants of the pharaohs under his command, letting them each take charge of one line and rule a piece of mortal land.

　　 "In the next century." He said coldly.

　　The thirteenth century.

　　Because there is no Jiaxia's control, the pharaohs who are in charge of life and death and rule every age are expanding.

　　 In order to make fun of loneliness, they forgot their original intention to protect their people and began to build the Colosseum. The races were divided into pros and cons according to God's "three trials", and they were branded with class according to their original sin.

　　Because the body is fixed, many people who are born already have a fixed social class, slaves, commoners, and nobles.

　　Even, they began to secretly take the name of God like Jiaxia for themselves, trying to call it God!

　　 Fourteenth century.

　　 Tuki, the **** of war, and his son, Jakamaki, the **** of death, started a war because they fought for a young and gorgeous queen, Ma Nina, which led to the death of the queen. They turned against each other completely.

　　 They loved the gorgeous queen ant so much. After her death, they even stored it in the ancient coffin of the pharaoh, sealed in the sun, as its tombstone, enjoying the highest treatment of only "gods".

　　 This caused dissatisfaction with the descendants of other brothers. However, the other pharaohs did not dare to reprimand the two most powerful main line directly, hiding in the dark and watching them fight.

　　The war began to break out.

　　 The two most powerful gods are commanding the mortals of the earth to fight on high ground.

　　 It seems like a war on the top once.

　　 "The gods live on the sacred mountain of Olin Miro."

　　 "They sleep eternally in every age, their long lifespan rule the Sunflower Dynasty, and dominate the mortal wars in every age on the earth."

　　 The Great Turmoil has completely started.

　　 The people are killing each other, and the survival of the fittest is completely born.

　　The ant colony has been continuously optimized and strengthened with different limb structures. Through martial arts training, they seem to re-improve the ant colony structure that it took hundreds of millions of years to evolve. Worker ants, soldier ants...

　　Even, there appeared a semi-upright walking centaur ant race, with all four feet on the ground, holding weapons in both hands, and acting as an elite warrior unit of cavalry charging.

　　 also appeared mounts, forced to crawl on the ground again, walking on all six limbs, and fully exercise their muscles and bones, giving them a terrifying speed of movement.

　　 At the same time, there are the noblest standing ant species. They stand completely and walk on two feet. They liberate four hands and feet. They have a highly dexterous nobleman who can make fine tools.

　　Fifteenth century.

　　 The war between Tuki, the **** of war, and Jakamaki, the **** of death, began to involve other brothers and sisters. Some gods who were unwilling to interfere and chose to protect themselves established camps, and the mountain was completely divided into three major gods.

　　 The whole sunflower is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower.

　　 The highest level of the Sun Temple.

　　 The legendary reincarnated god, Jiaxia sat calmly on the throne, overlooking the earth below, this small and pathetic land.

　　 "What happened to the war?" Jia Xia held her cheek in one hand, and the remaining three hands were holding a piece of wooden classics. His handsome posture was like a sword-cut statue, with an indescribable sense of beauty.

　　 "Meet the great wise **** of the earth! The king of the Olympus Mountain! Your Majesty Jiaxia, a generation of pharaohs!"

　　 A young courtier stepped forward and knelt on the ground, shouting excitedly.

　　 That fanatical look seemed to have seen the supreme true God of the sky, descending on the earth, revealing the greatest miracle!

　　 All the courtiers looked at Jiaxia enthusiastically.

　　 They know that all gifts are mortals brought to the ground by God.

　　The glory of God is great, and eternal and immortal!

　　 So many years have passed, and the first batch of body creatures have begun to age and die. Even the son of the gods, the second-generation Pharaoh Lakas, is already old and dead.

　　 Three generations of pharaoh Tukey, who is also facing the death of old age, is so crazy, unscrupulous, even calling himself a god, and he is very eager to have a long life and great wisdom like a father!

　　 The **** of the world walking on the earth!

　　 On the first day, Amiro gave life, on the second day, Hormons gave knowledge, and on the third day, Jiaxia, the **** of wisdom, led the common people to the heyday!

　　Subject reports: "Three wars of the gods are accumulating day by day. They control the people on the ground on the Olin Miro sacred mountain, and select the leaders of mortals to fight the war."

　　 "Your third generation Tukey is in the final battle..."

　　 "If this goes on, I'm afraid..."

　　 Jia Xia Jingjing listened to the return from this side, scrambled, just smiled, like an eternal god, overlooking the indifference of the world, "Leave them, you go down."

　　 Boom!

　　 Not long.

On the towering Olympian Mountain, Tuki, the **** of war, and Jakamaki, the **** of death, standing on a huge plane, two powerful pharaohs, practicing the sun god's canon, the soul is so powerful that it is indescribable and endless. Flying, a powerful sense of soul oppression swept every creature.

　　 The final battle between the two gods is going on here.

　　 Wow!

　　 The evening sky outside the window was dyed red by the setting sun, and countless red clouds rolled like waves.

　　 "It's really a good war."

　　 Tukey smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity, my life has come to an end, if I'm younger, I have more time..."

　　 Boom!

　　 The entire flowerpot seemed to be wrapped in a huge spirit, as if two peerless masters were fighting against the top of the Forbidden City.

　　 Tukey slightly clenched his fists on all fours and jumped up.

　　 Boom!

　　 He seemed to be a burning **** of war, imprinting a radiance in the sky forever.

　　 "You rebellious son, let you know the strongest, there is only one!" Tukey laughed wildly, and dropped a punch.

　　 Click!

　　 As if a thunder flashed by.

　　All the battles turned into afterimages.

　　 A moment later, Tukey embraced the black-and-white ancient coffin of the gorgeous queen ant, and fell from the Mount Olympus, like a toned black falcon crashing into the abyss!

　　 "God, fallen!"

　　 Below the Olympia Mountain, countless mortal people closed their eyes in horror.

　　 A pheromone, which is if there is no such thing as if there is no such thing as if there is no pheromone, spreads like a ballad, and shakes in the wind,

　　 "Amiruo who created all things, you gave us the starting point~~~Hommes, all-knowing and omnipotent, may your knowledge give us the future~~~"

　　 "The world is really wonderful. UU reading www.uukahnshu.com"

　　 Jiaxia looked at everything below, and suddenly looked slowly towards the sky without moving her expression, through the sunflowers, the world outside the window on the table,

　　 "I don't know how strong I am anymore. I feel that if I swell my body easily, the whole world will collapse."

　　 "The mountain is tilted for it."

　　 "The four pillars supporting the double earth will be easily collapsed by me."

　　 Jiaxia said trivial words, and whispered, "What is it like outside of this world? Is the combination of spirit, spirit and a great master already the limit of life?"

　　 He sighed with emotion that the description of the standing classics stopped here, but there was no future.

　　 He also wanted to find the great **** of knowledge in the past, and once again bestow the next classics and the way to the future, but he hesitated after all.

　　 He has mastered the power of wisdom, and he is already the **** of wisdom, so the future will be developed by relying on the power of his wisdom. This is his pride.

　　 He knew that he had proven his mind, the spirit and spirit, once he broke his beliefs, and doubted his own mind, and doubted that he was not the true **** of the world, he would be completely abolished.

　　 "Above martial arts, what is it?"

　　 He was as graceful as a gentle scholar, and put down the record plank in his hand, "My life is about to come to an end."

　　 Only oneself knows how many detours he has taken in order to constantly explore and open up the future, how many times his spirit and body have been damaged, and how many hidden injuries he has suffered.

　　 "There is a force approaching."

　　 Suddenly, he felt some power, stood up suddenly, looked at the sky outside, flashing a raging warfare.

　　 That is the same spirit as him!