My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 Amiro who created everything.

　　 is only recorded in the ruins of the first century when the entire world was just formed.

　　 The stone mural recorded the ancient murals of two tribes fighting each other and creating everything. The feature is endless black columns.

　　 "The supreme master who creates all things... Amiro..."

　　 Jiaxia suddenly raised her head and looked towards the sky, feeling the vast and majestic breath, the phantom of the endless divine light, she was so shocked that she even forgot her breath.

　　 Wow!

　　 Like a violent wind surging, countless winding and twisting, like black cylinders of chaotic thinking softly pierced from the endless void from all directions, the whole land seems to be turned into a dark forest.

　　 "God...God!"

　　 "The supreme ruler who creates all things!"

　　 At this moment, the entire land, the upper and lower levels, and the entire Olin Miro mountain, as well as the sunflowers high above, all the creatures and living creatures are silent.

　　 includes gods and rebelling creatures.

　　 They looked at the endless and felt a sense of original hazy existence like a root.

　　 I clearly feel that "He" is everything, and even his own life is granted by this unknowable ancient existence, as if returning to the embrace of his mother.

　　 "Greatness and immortality! Praise the Lord of all things! The unknowable **** sleeping in the unknown void, endless dimensions, and vast time, Amiro!!"

　　 enthusiastic praise came from below.

　　 At this moment, Fu Qingjun proficiently held an electric light bulb on his head, with wires connected to his back, overlooking the little ants on the table, carefully recalling the school leader’s tone of speaking from a high place, and said solemnly:

　　 "Everything has a future."

　　 All the ants heard a deep voice.

　　 is deep and ancient, majestic and vast, as if from the end of the stalwart void.

　　 This sound is not their language, but at this moment it is transformed into an extremely original meaning, reaching the depths of the soul, so that all creatures can instantly understand the meaning.

　　 Boom! !

　　 The sound seemed to come from the depths of the blood, forming an invisible roar of boiling blood, but it gave people a big will that is extremely cold:

　　 "If you resist the limit of life, you should open the next shackle."

　　 Jiaxia heard this voice, and her whole body was slightly dazed.

　　 What yoke did you open?

　　 The shackles of the limit of life?

　　 Is it possible that our civilization has reached the limit of the species' potential, and there is no future. The **** who created all things wants to reshape and recreate us?

　　 Indescribable language continued to be heard in the sky:

　　 "Ride to the origin of all things and choose the future of civilization."

　　 In the next moment, a huge force turned into a huge wind pressure, which rolled up an invisible gust of wind, blowing all the creatures on the earth so that they could not open their eyes, standing on the ground with difficulty.

　　 "The beam of light..."

　　 Facing the strong wind, Jiaxia took a deep breath and first touched a black cylinder in the Black Forest.

　　 and other ant masters also started to try to touch.

　　 Fu Qingjun sat at the table, put down the round cat fan in his hand, and silently felt the scattered ant souls that came to the brain along the hair.

　　...

　　...

　　 This is a darkness and nothingness.

　　 There are four light clusters in front of her eyes, and the shape of them can be vaguely seen.

　　 chicken, duck, snake, dog...

　　 After all, there are really not many small animals that can be brought over in a short time.

　　 The snake and the dog were commissioned by a small horn...

　　 As for human beings, Fu Qingjun also wants to insert the little speaker's mind. After all, he is so stupid, he should be very foolish if he is unguarded...

　　 But looking at the lush black hair with ponytails on the little horn, forget it. I can't bear it. If the young girl is so flat... I can't help it.

　　 The main reason is that the little horn's hair is bald, and she will be beaten to death. She blows suona to herself.

　　 But now it's very timely.

　　Because of the ant sand table civilization, the ants' "body" has been developed to the limit. In just two or three days, they have completed all the basic potential mining, and they happen to have new abilities that can give them a life evolution.

"here it is?"

　　 Jiaxia looked at this dark space.

　　 "Touch the beam of light and choose a new clan." Another vast ancient voice came from the sky, and then disappeared completely.

　　 All the creatures were silent for a while.

　　 They carefully observed the kind of faint biological image in front of them.

　　 "The God of Hormones said that I am the bottom of all things, and there is no place to melt wisdom."

　　 Jiaxia saw this scene, and she was shocked by such miracles as incredible as she said in her heart:

　　 "Now, some of our creatures clearly have a place of fusion of wisdom, so we have the opportunity to rise from the bottom of all things...our race has the qualifications to elevate!"

　　As Jiaxia, the **** of wisdom, his wisdom is naturally very transparent and his thinking is quick:

　　 This is only the law of everything in the dark!

　　 A great gift from the Lord of Nature!

　　 is an upgrade of their racial personality and life scale!

　　 "I want to come so...We are not the only ones."

　　 "There are thousands of races in this world, and they only have the opportunity to evolve..."

　　 He has sharp eyes, carefully examining the three lights and shadows.

　　 Jiaxia knows that this is the most important choice, which is related to her future.

　　 He has already felt the limit of improving himself, he has no potential to discover, but now he has new opportunities...

　　 "Great God Jiaxia, how should I choose?"

　　 "Yes, there are four directions here..."

　　 "I can't see which one is more powerful."

　　...

　　 There are discussions all around.

The **** of death Jakamaki looked stern and looked around arrogantly, "According to my guess, there are not many good or bad distinctions among these three, everything is balanced and fair... just the direction. Different, there is no strongest direction, only the strongest self."

　　 After he said, he walked into the energy light group of the dog soul, and touched it lightly.

　　 The huge amount of life information melted into his soul and slowly merged with his powerful soul, causing him to experience extreme tearing pain. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 He endured the pain forcibly, the feeling of tearing, until he couldn't hold on, he gradually stopped, and sneered: "Don't bear too much, you may break yourself up and do what you can."

　　 Other creatures saw it, and started to choose a light group each.

　　 Jiaxia looked at Jakamaki very satisfied. Although this offspring was arrogant, but his ability was stronger than his father, even if he was not in civilization, he could go to glory.

　　 Jiaxia smiled faintly, came to the rooster's soul, and began to blend in.

　　 Gradually, they returned to the earth, only to see Amiro disappeared.

　　 The sky is empty.

　　 The curtain was opened again, the sky was high and the clouds were pale, and the faint sunlight shone on the earth, shining on the flower pots, there was an inexplicable tranquility and harmony.

　　 "The gift of God, is it over?"

　　 Jiaxia was sitting on the throne, her heart empty, and she was vaguely lost.

　　 Everything seems to have never happened, as if it was a big dream, dreaming of a group of strange worlds.

　　 But he suddenly felt like blood was burning all over his body, and it boiled violently. Every inch of bones and muscles were torn at the deepest point, and the deepest changes occurred in the body.

　　 "My realm is falling..."

　　 He seemed to feel a wave of weakness.

　　 "No! It's my upper limit that is raising up!"

　　 He suddenly felt that he was thirsty and hungry, but he still resisted the hunger and came to the sea of ​​suffering. The faint afterglow sunlight reflected on the water, reflecting his own shadow.

　　 His exoskeleton head was peeling off, cracking like a broken eggshell, slowly revealing the soft head inside and the sharp and fierce golden vertical pupils.

　　 "My head?"