Creation: From The Low-End Prehistoric To The Daluo Myth

A dark little man lay on the ground with a painful expression on his face, and then he ate the dirt with big mouthfuls.

Not only does he not have the slightest Spiritual Qi on his body.

It even looks a bit silly.

See the appearance of own creation.

Thinking about beating Own Suiren's violently, Ye Ming felt depressed all of a sudden.

The death of the Talent of the Yanhuang Human Race shocked countless Sacreds in the entire prehistoric world once it appeared in the world.

It even attracted Fuxi, Queen Mother of the West and other Daluo Daoguo Sacred to help Nuwa.

Let countless heavens Sacred wish to destroy it.

For those Sacreds glimpsed the great terror behind the Terrans.

I don't want to be stepped on by this acquired race in the future.

Especially when Ye Ming and other Sacred smashed the human race's destiny, Sacred had hands because of being fat.

Ye Ming even noticed the aura of many old friends who hadn't been out since the first robbery of Long Han.

This behavior that seems to be aimed at the human race is actually the highest respect from the strong.

Because I saw your strength, I got angry and destroyed your mind.

And other acquired races.

In Sacred's eyes, they are no different from ants.

Would you deliberately travel thousands of miles to pay attention to an ant?

The Eastern Human Race was born to carry the Three Thousand Ways, and many Tianjiao learned by analogy and realized that they belonged to the Way of Own.

In the days of the present world, the sky is full of hype, the prehistoric visions, and the geniuses in the clan are like crucian carp crossing the river, endless.

And I and others are obviously creatures created by imitating the Eastern human race.

Why is there such a big gap!

Seeing the Westerners lying on the ground and rolling around after eating the dirt, Ye Ming's head hurt even more.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at the villain and said after thinking for a while.

"Could it be that when we recreated him, we had a wrong idea and didn't completely avoid the Eastern race, such as eyeballs and hair color.

"Try again~"

Hearing the raised eyebrows, Ye Ming thought for a while and then agreed.

The three of them seduced Daoguo again.

Gather the upper and lower Good Fortune spirits together.

This time, the race they created has white skin, golden hair, and blue pupils, perfectly avoiding all the characteristics of the oriental race.

Then, the tall western race fell to the ground.

"I have seen Father God々..." He respectfully saluted the three Sacreds.

Seeing this, Ye Ming smiled slightly.

This new race is indeed much brighter than the previous batch.

However, before he opened his mouth.

I saw that the newborn race directly kicked the black race lying on the ground away.

"The Weak are Prey to the Strong, this is the law of prehistoric times," commented Zhemei.

Immediately afterwards.

Under the expectant eyes of the three Sacred.

The white race that knocked out the black race.

He squatted down on the ground where the man was lying on just now.

He grabbed the soil and began to eat it with big mouthfuls.

The three Sacred frowned.

"Actually, there are advantages to being stupid, after all, what we need is faith..." Ye Ming forcefully explained.

Ignored the raised eyebrows and Zhemei's eyes.

The three Sacreds couldn't figure out why they integrated the Dao into it, and even sublimated the Dao of Wisdom.

But the created human race is completely different from the oriental race.

What they don't know, though.

Nuwa bears the power of creation, and no Da Luo in the heavens and myriad worlds can bypass Nuwa if he wants to use this power.

She is the root of all existence and creation, and she is the supreme being above countless time and space, reflecting her own countless spiritual world creatures in the Daluo years.

In the future, unless there is a Da Luo who can surpass Nuwa on the two avenues of creation and life, the authority of all creation rests with Nuwa.

And the oriental human race, as the perfect creation in Nuwa's heart, is the only race expected by her.

has an irreplaceable uniqueness.

In Nuwa's subconscious, reject all other creations related to it.

Therefore, under the influence of Nuwa, if other Da Luo want to create human races, they will lose part of the origin.

The three Sacreds raised their eyebrows, looking at the created race.

I just feel angry.

With a wave of his eyebrows and sleeves, Dao Rhyme appeared.

Dispel the black and white race directly, and send its true spirit into Samsara.

"Is this your idea?" He raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone.

Zhemei glanced quietly at Zhunti to guide the two of them.

Under this glance.

The endless years are surging, and the true and false are shattered.

In an instant, Zhunti Jieying seemed to stand in a world of nothingness and the constant transformation of truth and falsehood.

They were horrified to find that their own Cultivation Base was constantly disappearing and reappearing again and again, and their bodies even degenerated into the white lotus posture before their incarnation.

True and false, false and true.

They even lost the ability to think and speak, and they could only have fear and despair in their eyes for a very short time.

If Zhemei is willing, she can seal Zhunti and Jieying in the paradox of truth and falsehood in a single thought, and fall into endless torture.

"Hmph!" Zhemei snorted coldly.

Then the quasi-mention and reception consciousness returns.

His whole body was covered in cold sweat, and the fear in his eyes was beyond words.

It was only at this moment that Zhunti and Jieyin really understood how far the gap between the two of them and the real Power was.

".`You still have another chance." Zhemei snapped.

Among the Sacred Heavens, Zhemei has the worst temper. If it wasn't for the urgent need to carry the luck of the teaching system, Zhunti would have been killed long ago.

Zhemei raised a hand.

Then don't say anything.

The whole body is full of light, because Jingjing's soul sings the disk.

The powerful and stalwart power is bred in the palm of your hand.

And time and space are also blocked at this moment.

Raising their eyebrows and choking, the two Sacred watched with cold eyes.

The time and space of the West has come to a standstill under their minds at this moment.

clatter!!

The shadow of falling shrouded the true spirit that Zhunti was leading.

A cold sweat broke out on Zhunti's bald head instantly.

will die!!

This thought arose in his mind.

The Avenue of Wisdom is burning crazily, trying to think of a way to break the situation.

But he deduced everything, but he still couldn't think of a way to break the situation.

Originally, the best believer he and Jieyin envisioned was the human race.

However, the human race is so powerful that even the strong Da Luo (Li Qian's) suffers in their hands.

Not to mention yourself and the guide.

"Dead situation, there is no solution to this situation, brother, it seems that there is no luck in the end, and Ah Junti closed his eyes slightly.

Dao Rhyme restrained himself, without the slightest thought of resistance.

At the moment when the palm that touched Karma was about to fall on them.

"Enlightenment!!" Jieyin suddenly shouted.

"Attune, attune the living beings in the West, bestow spiritual wisdom on creation, and use it with the palm of your hand!"

"In this way, such a creature not only fears the three Sacreds from birth, but also has good aptitude. Entering Buddhism is really the best choice!!"

Always indifferently guiding Daoist at the moment of life and death, he almost shouted these words.

And Zhemei's palm is only half an inch away from the two.

Zhemei turned her head to look at Ye Mingqin.

A divine light appeared in Ye Ming's eyes, and he explored the possibility of the future mentioned by Jie Yin in the years.

Afterwards, in the world of No Emperor, a vague future was glimpsed.