Tales of Herding Gods

Qin Mu also turned into a face of animal husbandry, walking on the Tianhe River, the pace is getting faster and faster.

At the most magnificent time, the Longhan era began to go downhill.

He looked down, but there were many gods in the Yuan Dynasty below, and the mighty demigods pushed down the statues of the ancient gods.

Those huge statues are symbols of the power and strength of the ancient gods. They are tall and sturdy. Some are directly carved out of the whole mountain, while others are the gods of the gods.

In previous years, it was often the Limin people who came to pay homage to worship, to offer jewels and children, to worship the ancient gods who controlled the power in the upper reaches, pray for good weather and pray for heaven.

This time, the ancient gods went away and left the heavens. The heavens were hollow, and the gods rose up and steal power. The ancient gods became old gods, their gods were naturally torn down, and their altars were to be broken.

However, Qin Mu also saw that after the powerful demigods broke the statues and altars of the ancient gods, they enslaved the hard work of the Limin and the people, and set up a new altar in the same place.

On the new altar, the statues of powerful demigods are set up.

Qin Mu unconsciously walked down the Tianhe River, getting closer and closer to the mortal world, looking around, everywhere is to break the old **** to establish a new god, Li Min Wan is still enslaved, or life is better than death.

The emerging gods who hold power are delighted, celebrating their victory and superiority, enjoying the beauty and delicacies offered by the people of Lebanon, surrounded by various treasures.

They drank in the wine cellar forest, laughed loudly, and were very happy.

At the foot of their stalwart body, hundreds of thousands, thousands of ordinary folks, trembled, immersed in the head, gimmicks.

"Ah, this is mortal."

Qin Mu was only awake at this time. He used to walk on the Tianhe River. He walked too high. He looked too far and did not see the sentient beings in the Yuan Dynasty.

Ah, this is mortal.

He just woke up this point. Yes, this is the mortal world. People not only did not break the gods in the heart, but also did not break the gods in the temple, and did not break the new gods and old gods.

Power was released from the cage and it was difficult to be locked into the cage.

The servility is called out, and the waist and knees are hard to straighten up.

Why is it clear that the Emperor has been eradicated and the rule of the ancient gods has been overthrown? Has the life of the people not changed, or is it as numb as before?

Why did the old gods have left the world, but they have born a new god?

Isn't this all supposed to change?

Is this Longhan revolution irrelevant to mortals?

"Yes, this Longhan revolution is far from successful. It is only the Heavenly Emperor and the ancient gods. It is only the original ruling class and a new set of rulers. The Longhan Revolution is a fake. , hypocritical."

He was a little confused and murmured: "Yun Tianzun, have you seen it? You don't want to live too far and too far, too high and too far, you will not see the suffering of all beings, too high and too far, will lose the motivation to move forward, too high and too far, will forget Your own heart and heart."

He walked between the mountains of the Yuan Dynasty and looked at the ancient gods who were warmly celebrating. They looked at the sentient beings as hard as ever.

From Longhan to Chiming, from Shanghuang to Kaihuang, and then to Yankang, the goal of this generation of people with lofty ideals is not the personal power and status, not the individual desires and wealth, but the simplest beliefs. Breaking the heart of God, breaking the gods in the temple.

The night fell, and the night opened, covering the Yuan.

His mind is stirring, he picks up the lights and nights, and his heart has the same feelings like the waters of the Tianhe River.

He is like a pedestrian who walks into the ancient dark history with a lantern, looking for the footprints of the ancestors of the predecessors in the darkness, looking for their spirit like a candlelight in the dark night.

It is a kind of spirit imprinted in the blood of ordinary people, simple but exciting, when people come into contact with tears, blood boiling.

Their simple and simple spirit is deeply imprinted in the dark sky of history.

When there are future pedestrians carrying lanterns into the dark history, the lights illuminate the darkness, and their spirits are like shining stars, inspiring future generations.

Qin Mu did not stop, and the long screams of the ancient demon came from the darkness. The distant mountain was like a huge beast in the darkness.

In the darkness, a demigod of the gods was discovered and called out: "Shepherd--"

Qin Mu stunned, then I thought that I was still the face of Mu Qing.

He avoids the demigods who are trying to hunt him, changing his body and making himself look like a demigod.

He went from dawn to dawn, and from day to night, gradually approaching the territory of the Terran.

Early this morning, he came to the Terran territory of the Longhan era, and the sun shone and shone on his face.

He smiled and saw the people who farmed in the farmland, saw the village not far away, and some supernaturals were teaching the children how to open the gods to become warriors.

In the distance, there are also Terran cities, and the industrious caravans have begun to set off, intending to rush to other nearby race cities to trade goods.

It is a peaceful place, smoke rises in the village, and people live and work in peace.

Qin Mu put the lanterns together and smiled toward the rising sun.

Suddenly, the sky was violently turbulent, and people looked up in panic and stared at the sky.

Qin Mu looked up and saw the tilting Tianhe image hanging in the sky, the huge white scorpion, violently shaking, falling to the Yuanjie!

"The geographical trend of Tianhe has changed..."

Qin Mu’s heart was in a state of utter disappointment. Tianhe originally flowed from the Xuantu, flowing to the four poles, and from the east to the Yuan, and after the heavens, entered the sky of the Yuan.

Many of the tributaries of the great river run through the many heavens of the Yuan Dynasty, and then flow out from these days and come together.

This large river running through the universe drifts through the sky of the Yuan Dynasty, cut into the secluded and turns into the Styx, and injects into the market.

Now, the rise of the heavens has changed the trend of the Tianhe River!

The Tianhe falls from the sky and is about to fall to the ground.

The Tianhe River flowing on the ground is the river of the next generation!

But the Tianhe falls, I am afraid that it will cause disaster to the people living here!

A flood that sweeps the world will rush to everything here!

Qin Mu did not think about it, burst into a loud voice, and the body became bigger and bigger, suddenly turned into three heads and six arms, and the muscles of the body, leaping and leaping, greeted the falling Tianhe!

boom!

Tianhe fell on his body, and the boundless power pressed against his shoulder. Qin Mu was in full bloom, and his vitality shrouded thousands of miles of Tianhe, trying to stop the Tianhe River from falling.

However, the Tianhe River between the heavens and the earth lost its imprisonment. All the weights were pressed down, and he pressed his muscles and squeaks, bending his spine and pressing his body to the ground.

Qin Mu exclaimed, the muscles under the skin were expanding, the tendons were tighter, and the six arms held up the Tianhe River, like a giant carrying a blue sky, and the skin blew open little by little.

Suddenly, on the territory of the Terran, a **** of the sacred people rushed to the sky, each holding up a river of heaven, and the image of their rise was a stream of light.

Qin Mu’s pressure has been greatly reduced, but even the Terran man’s shots are difficult to pick up the weight of the Tianhe River. This big river is still pressing them to the land of the Yuan Dynasty.

Finally, Qin Mu’s feet fell to the ground, and his feet fell deep into the ground, yelling at those who looked silly: “Go away—”