My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Earth.

In the distance is the vast wall of the sacred giants of the Great Witch Dynasty, and nearby are the villages of deep forest towns and villages, large and small mountain villages sitting in the gaps of the fields.

With giants as the kingdom, farms and windmills have been built here, and there are mortals planting in the fields, working hard to cultivate the land.

In the sky, there are occasional fairies flying by.

The gray fog above his head has already completely disappeared. With the continuous surrender of the remnant party over the years and the iterative dilution of the demon blood heirs, there is almost no evil creature with demon nature on the land.

Maura walked on the ground,

A radio-like sound came from a textile machinery shop not far away. A little boy was holding a mechanical radio that he couldn't put down, listening to major events in the nearby town.

"The prehistoric fog and disaster land here has finally become as clean as our later generations, but it is civilized and slightly different."

Mo Luo looked at the carriage passing by on the farmland road, and after experiencing that more terrifying disaster, at this time, he had no more thoughts about bringing the evil disaster to these mortals.

Perhaps it was Liu Tiandi's villain who had indeed changed some things in him.

"The war years of forty years ago have already begun to be some distant history for many younger generations now, and the whole earth has been covered by the barbaric reproduction of mortals again."

"It's like weeds, covering the entire planet."

Mo Luo walked on the ground, and finally came to a rare black land, which was still covered by a huge magic breath, and it was difficult for mortals to approach.

Here is a tombstone, with stone statues of heroes fighting against the darkness placed here.

Even the statue of the first Demon Lord Grace stands here, as well as all the people who have died, including Lianna, Hongqi, the first Buddha, and Liu Tiandi.

He glanced away, looking at one of the tombstones.

Lianna, the first angelic emperor, explored the whole world everywhere after the fog dissipated, traveled everywhere to help people rejuvenate civilization, and finally entered the distant starry sky in the seventh year after the war, and chose to die in the universe, using the starry sky as a grave and buried In the distant sea of ​​stars.

"Lianna was still alive. She was sucked in by you when she was seriously injured and split up. She was still alive for seven years." Mo Luo looked calm.

This martial arts emperor, who was destined to remain in history, can be considered peaceful in his later years.

In the distance, a giant sitting on the ground, half squatting on the ground, curiously said: "Mo Luo? Are you not going back to history? Why, are you coming to say goodbye? Say goodbye to your disciples? You are still a little bit young. lovely?"

"You are a senior, I dare not refute it."

Mo Luo raised his head, looked at the great witch giant Tang Meng, and said with a smile:

"It is still very far away in prehistory. You are now weak and small, but who knows how strong you will become in hundreds of thousands of years?"

"Perhaps we were serious about archeology in our era, and soon we saw the glorious achievements you left in our era, called the emperor as the ancestor, and your tombstones and bones. I may also pay homage to you when I go back later. Put the incense burning paper on you...please wait a moment and don’t worry."

Tang Meng's face turned black.

Just pay homage to your disciple.

What does it mean: When you return to the distant future, you will visit my grave?

I almost forgot that I was an ancient person in prehistoric times.

After all, Tang Meng sighed. People in each era left forever, even if it is the ancestor Hongqi who is now re-ruling the human race, he is also another "ancestor".

The human ancestor’s aptitude is only middle and upper, not as good as Lianna the Great, not as good as Grace Demon Lord, but has survived the age of geniuses. Perhaps this is the existence that truly represents the "human". Humans are such weak and small. , Ordinary, but tenacious creatures that live and live everywhere.

No matter who is ruling or being aloof, they remain the same.

Tang Meng sighed inwardly. After all, this battle was too tragic, but he smiled and said, "Why worship my grave? In the future, I might be able to live to hundreds of thousands of years, and I will be extremely powerful..."

"Who knows?" Mo Luo shook his head, "Anyway, I think it is dead. After all, if the future generations are comparable to Emperor Xia and have made great achievements, they should have heard of your name for a long time."

Ivory can't be spit out from the devil's mouth!

Tang Meng Qingjin became violent, and when he talked about this topic, he suddenly said: "Speaking of fate, now has changed the distant past, will it really change the future?"

"Maybe," Mo Luo said.

"Then Liu Tiandi, hasn't the cause and effect changed, the world will change as soon as you go back, and Liu Tiandi is already a good person?" Tang Meng asked curiously.

"No, it changed from the beginning. I knew that Liu Luo was a good person." Mo Luo lowered his head and said thoughtfully, "Now when I think about it, it's completely a causal cycle."

what?

Tang Meng scratched his head, puzzled.

Mo Luo looked around at other places and looked at the tombstone of Emperor Liu Tian, ​​"Liu Luo, in fact, I have always had one of the most important things from you."

Mo Luo quietly squatted down and burned the paper, looking at the tombstone and calmly said, "I said...Although it is a demon, you must also know who gave birth to yourself."

"Although I am the demon, the demon of all demons, the shadow that tens of billions of people are afraid of, but I also know that it is the corpse of the Buddha's evil thoughts that gave birth to me...this is the bottom line of the devil."

Mo Luo said: "Liu Luo, you are born sacred, and your soul is extremely special, but you don't know what powerful existence you were born from, what existence split, and you have this unique strength?"

"Isn't it born?" Tang Meng scratched his head.

Mo Luo looked like an idiot, "How can a mortal parent be able to slaughter hundreds of millions of monsters at the age of seven? Born to be able to eat ghosts?"

Mo Luo's voice seemed to reveal the secrets of this world that only he knew, "My Mo Luo, was split from the Buddha... and Liu Luo, I am afraid that there is another terrifying existence in this world, and the Emperor has split out. "

Tang Meng's head shook when she heard it.

The first Emperor Taitian and the second Emperor Liuluo were actually the same person? ?

It's like the Mo Luo split by the Buddha?

But when I think about it now, it's almost...

Extremely reasonable!

Mo Luo said again: "The Taidi, he is already dying and missing. I don't know if he is alive or dead. Liu Luo found him when he was born. The breath smells of the Taidi, perhaps because of the remnant thoughts of the Taidi's death."

Can't be transformed by thoughts.

Tang Meng listened carefully and thought it was very possible!

The magical thought he divided was Liu Luo, so Liu Luo's outrageous qualifications were explained perfectly.

Besides, if Taidi was still alive, it would be impossible to ignore so many things.

There are only two possibilities. The first is that he has really fallen into a certain place and doesn't know what's outside, and the second is that he is really old and dead, so Liu Luo is his magical thought after death.

This speculation is reasonable ~www.readwn.com~ I don't know if this is fate or a circle of prehistoric years. "

"Anyway, Liu Luo."

Mo Luo bent down and squatted down, learning from other mortals and offering a bouquet of flowers, "You have successfully changed history. You will be a good person in the next hundreds of thousands of years... You are truly respected by the world." Emperor, you have true happiness, anger, sorrow, and hatred, and you have feelings for the good of the common people."

"You have changed this past."

Mo Luo ignored Tang Meng, but chose to return and follow the wormhole back to the previous world, but in his mind, the tall hero who sat cross-legged at last appeared inexplicably.

That rebellious disciple, even if he knew it was hypocrisy, he pretended that he even admired the acting skills of the demon master, like a hero Jiaxia, who fell down like a hero.

"you succeeded."

"You successfully went to the next future."