My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　They secretly rejoiced, thanks to the mercy of this foreign god.

　　 "Do you have any questions?"

　　 Fu Qingjun sat on a high place and asked: "If there is no doubt, then the preaching is up to this point. Whether the creatures on the earth of this world, the reincarnated human race, can rise depends on you."

At this time, Odyssey stood up slowly and said: "The three ways of medicine, weapons, and weapons. The way of medicine is profound and profound. It pays attention to the essential principles of life. Although the way of forging is simple, the use of weapons is very complicated. It only takes a while to start. , I feel that the changes are countless times greater than sharp claws, including picking, stabbing, and cutting..."

　　 "Only weapons. I understand the principle of this crossbow arrow and the power of this spring. Is it so simple to build weapons?"

　　 Fu Qingjun suddenly laughed, "At first glance, the other two paths are both high and deep. Only the ‘machine’ path can’t see the depth. It has impossibility. It has a mortal body and weak muscles can kill the gods!"

　　 "Kill, kill God?" Odyssey stammered.

　　A mortal who hasn't practiced, mastering the weapon, can also kill the gods in the sky?

　　 Mortals slaughter gods.

　　This...what are you kidding?

　　 Their minds have gone blank.

　　 All the masters opened their eyes wide, swallowing saliva, their expressions were extremely shocked, and their hearts ignited endless fear.

　　 Fu Qingjun just smiled and said, "You can study everything."

　　 He said no more, leaving behind the shocked people on the earth, they walked away quickly.

　　 The seeds of civilization have been left, whether it will blossom or not, and where it will develop is their own business.

　　 Anyway, these devil muscle masters are so tyrannical and strong in resilience, they should be able to resist, after all, they didn't expect to be so fierce after more than four days.

　　 "When they help me forge the weapon, there will be no worries... the nuclear radiation will dissipate in a few days, and I plan to send them to the Hell dungeon to explore the ruins of the end of the earth."

　　 After all, there is always sacrifice.

　　 There is no one to sacrifice, to explore the future with their lives, to explore the unknown and the mystery, there is no information and intelligence, then there is no future.

　　 Fu Qingjun had a plan.

　　He has been in this world for a few days, and he has been developing ants, studying his own special abilities, and thinking about what role he can play.

　　 He has been thinking about the future of mankind.

　　 The earth has become ruins. In just a short period of time, human beings are forced to use the strongest weapon, said to be the strongest weapon, but everyone knows that that kind of weapon is similar to the end.

　　 And that ship, possibly a parallel earth relic of some mysterious higher civilization, escaped from us, and then I was destroyed, and then accidentally took me to escape to this world?

　　 In other words, the ship is fleeing like crazy?

　　 Every earth parallel universe is welcoming destruction!

　　 Although the world seems to be very safe, it may be more than ten years, hundreds of years, and it may be the same as my own...

　　 The future trend of the times is similar. The era of cold weapons and martial arts has declined, science and technology has risen, and then nuclear weapons will be developed and used.

　　 And according to this reasoning, the extinction of human beings on Earth in every parallel world... Death is inevitable, but the order is different.

　　 The pressure in his heart is tremendous!

　　 Parallel worlds, black holes, vast universe...These are all stuck in the hypotheses of human scientists and future sci-fi movies, but they can't really appear.

　　 "In other words, I have to find a way, although it is very impractical...but I still have to try to resist the unknown terrible natural disaster. What kind of mysterious enemy is it, aliens? Natural disasters? Man-made disasters?"

　　 Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and looked at the ants on the table, "I have to find a way...even if I create and develop a new civilization that belongs to me, to destroy the existing civilization."

　　 "Even if you create another kind of disaster, you must resist the disaster at this time."

　　 "Ant Exploration Team, march!"

　　 "Write a hymn for the future of mankind!"

　　...

　　 The sky gradually brightened.

　　 Three centuries in one night, it's pretty fulfilling, and put the Ant-Man tribe into it, and put the knowledge into it.

　　 The infrastructure project has been completed and stabilized for a few days, just waiting for them to explore the ruined world over there.

　　 Fu Qingjun is still looking forward to it.

　　 opened his eyes on the bed, feeling very refreshed, "It seems that my tired body has slept well all night, and I have recovered, and I am full of energy."

　　 He stood up and washed his face and brushed his teeth, spitting out water, and then started cooking.

"Iron and copper are easy to say, there are a lot of pots and pans, but the rubber bands...you have to drag the trumpet to get it, but it's not troublesome...then by the way, I will get another batch of embroidery needles for sewing , As an arrow fired, see if they can make a torrential pear flower needle the size of a precision mechanical matchbox for super bursts of fire."

　　 After all, high-rise buildings rise on the ground.

　　 This primitive and rudimentary tribal demonic civilization has to develop a little bit... at the very least, let this tribal wild civilization keep its safety!

　　 I am a weak chicken, and I still know it very well.

　　 And this is Fu Qingjun's most idealized weapon.

The hidden weapon in the shape of a matchbox is too small and precise, but for these ants, it is not a problem at all.

"Make more than one hundred matchboxes, stuff them all over the body, and shoot at the same time with a light hook of hair. When the enemy sees me, they will inevitably be afraid of the iron wire fist of a gangster who speaks morality and justice. I definitely attacked with my hands without thinking of me. There was a torrential rain pear flower needle, but I don’t know what happened, and it instantly became a hornet’s nest..."

　　 Fu Qingjun thinks that he should be able to deal with some weak warriors, so thick muscles, shooting in the eyes, nose, ears, and lower body can also cause fatal injuries.

　　 After eating and drinking, he began to stand and practice martial arts and practice the sun sacred scriptures.

　　Hu! ! !

　　 He has a long breath, his eyes closed slightly in a squatting position.

　　 This is the whole body muscles trembling in a subtle posture, linkage, back, lumbar spine, abdomen, calves, arms... the hot sweat quickly came out, sweating like rain.

　　 "Cultivating martial arts in this world is not a day's work, it is still too slow."

　　According to the normal martial arts practice, his bone age has been finalized, and there is almost no possibility of practicing martial arts anymore.

　　 But Fu Qingjun's whole body is a bit special and still has great potential.

　　 He guessed that because his soul was still growing, his body was also growing, and he was growing into a special creature, and his body development was not completely finalized.

　　 Fu Qingjun has read the iron fist cheat book handed down in the family, and it is written in great detail.

　　 "Except for the problem of bone age, the somatosensory of the post-work is settled."

"It's very complicated. It is divided into nine stages. The first is the pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and psoas muscles...Each stage is to increase the control and tremor of every muscle in the body. The ninth stage is the most perfect stage. Standing, all major muscle groups are trembling, there is no dead corner of muscle..."

　　 "The whole body is hot in the tremor! It's like a muscle melting pot!"

　　 "This has reached the Great Perfection of the muscle weight state. The muscle weight means being able to control the muscle perfectly and weighing the full weight of the muscle by oneself..."

　　 Wow! !

　　 Fu Qingjun's complexion is dignified, his tan is sinking, and he sweats like rain. The sweat slides into the ground along the majestic volume, like rain spreading with a black sun flower.

"Other talented martial arts geniuses will only take three or four months to master the initial frequency and tremble some of the simplest arm, leg and foot muscles... and my body control is all at once. It's complete."

　　 I was shaking all the muscles at the same time!

　　 His own soul is huge and terrifying, and his control and perception of his body are at an infinite level. Obviously, he is uniquely endowed by the first level of cultivation!

　　 However, martial arts practice is accumulated over time.

　　 Even if you can train all muscle groups at the same time, you don't need to perceive and pull one by one, it will be impossible for oneself to train into the muscular realm for a while, and step into the bone-weighing realm.

　　 According to the current situation, it is at least a month, which is already an exaggerated speed against the sky.

　　 "However, martial arts in this world is a bit scary!"

"The first realm is so exaggerated. It perfectly controls the power and flow of life muscles. Perhaps this'muscle weight' realm includes the degree of muscle control of the Ming Jin, dark Jin, and Hua Jin in our national arts... This realm has already reached the pinnacle of our world of martial arts."

　　 stood for a few minutes, sweating, and completely unstable before stopping the work.

　　 He began to hammer the spiritual level of the Sun Sacred Code again.

　　 He really feels useful.

　　 The degree of mental power control has been greatly improved, and it has continued to be refined and refined. Recently, the hair is more freely used.

　　 For example, he is knitting his hair into a black net-like garment, and he can usually bulge the devil's arm muscles and abdominal muscles under the clothes, which also looks very fierce.

　　 "I have also become a devil muscle man, Kong Wu is powerful, and it looks like he weighs hundreds of catties!"

　　 Fu Qingjun looked in the mirror and slowly raised his arm.

　　 wore a black silk stockings with bulging muscles, giving people an extremely violent streamlined beauty, with sharp edges and corners, like countless tree roots entangled, blood vessels bursting,

"Hair simulates the movement of muscles, raises hands, bends over, and there is no sense of disobedience... This requires a good understanding of muscles, but I have studied the human anatomy, and it still comes in handy." He is adjusting the muscles. Manifestations.

　　 But this muscle can't be touched.

　　 "But the muscles of the legs are a little troublesome."

　　 "Now I am like the lower body of a muscular grumpy bear, standing with two bean sprouts legs."

Fu Qingjun thought about it~www.readwn.com~ By the way, can you cut off your hair, use the hair to knit into a separate pair of pants, and then use the hair like a plug to connect the beginning of the hair on the pants and control it ? "

　　 He became excited all at once.

　　 He hurriedly used his hair in the air, quickly knitting it into a black-haired doll, and then cut it short.

　　 Use another piece of hair and slowly **** it on the silk ends of the black hair.

　　 All of a sudden, he felt like he was in the dark, his energy seemed to be connected to a wire and pipe, and he took control of the black doll all of a sudden!

"it works!"

　　 Fu Qingjun laughed loudly, "This is simply a puppeteer! My hair is woven into a dress, a doll, and a curtain. As long as I dock my hair and input energy to activate it, I can re-control it..."

　　 There are too many ways to play!

　　 "First of all, a pair of hair knit pants."

　　 Fu Qingjun felt sick at first thought, but he didn't care about his hair anymore.

　　 After all, many clothes are made of animal products. Isn’t wool, goose down, and silk draped in the hair of other animals?

　　 He quickly knit a pair of black woven pants, very delicate, even a little loose big flared jeans.

　　 A bunch of his hair turned into a belt, and his trousers were hooked fiercely. The entire black woven jeans turned out to be soft and rolling like waves, showing muscle shapes.

　　 Wow!

　　 is like a sea wave, with a strong sense of beauty.

　　 Boom! Fu Qingjun's black silk mesh muscles twisted and squirmed like blowing a balloon, and quickly expanded, turning into a strong black devil muscle giant, and a fierce spirit surged across the surface.

　　 "It's done!"

　　 Fu Qingjun is heartily, this is so cool!