My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

time flies.

Grania began to continue to develop the "soul palace", and discovered the possibility of his own family, and felt more and more infinite possibilities.

Through the structure of the brain, it is like an embryo with perfect potential, which can give birth to an infinite future.

"We, we are so strong!"

"We are simply the greatest wonder of the world!"

In Grania's fifty-three years, their insect-like lifespan has been crazily iterated. There are already hundreds of millions of people, and many crystal skull palaces and various buildings have been accumulated in the tomb.

And with this accumulation, they built huge palaces one after another, making them swell day by day.

"We, want to explore this world!"

Grania shouted, as a peerless genius, full of arrogance, "I, at the age of 31, break through the Nascent Soul, and in 150 years, I will enter the realm of transformation!"

He is indeed something to be proud of, a genius like him is born out of tens of billions of people.

Countless pagoda-shaped creatures began to appear, conquering the entire world, and they began to explore outwards.

In the 121st year of Grania, they broke through a layer of rock, and finally came across another cave, which was inhabited by a civilization formed by a large number of intelligent creatures.

Cultivate various systems of snails, soil creatures, mechanical species, etc... After all, Fu Qingjun also released them from a distance at the beginning, and it would be impossible without enemies.

"What kind of creature is this?"

"What's this?"

The snails have also cultivated the wizard system, the creatures of the snails have also cultivated the Shushan system, and the immortal creatures have also practiced the immortal system... However, they only have the memory of inheritance, and they don't know why they are here.

The three of them were already fighting here, but they didn't expect that there would be a group of monsters hiding in nearby caves developing in an extremely marginal location.

However, they don't remember, but the palace family does.

"You guys are those guys from the Jiaxia era!"

"After the great flood, we will rule the world again!"

...

The two sides started a war.

The palace group, began to release their insect population.

"What kind of monsters are these?"

"The same body shape as ours, I have been developing in this land for a hundred years, and their heads turned out to be buildings, with insects released from them?"

The various civilizations began to be surprised, and suffered heavy losses all of a sudden. They were caught off guard and suffered a large number of casualties.

But soon, the three tribes quickly discovered the special features of the building head clan. After killing them, they checked the corpses and were ecstatic.

A tall man bent down and beheaded a pagoda monster.

Take down the exquisite architectural pagoda and observe the windows and gates of the crystal-clear divine tower. There are figures flickering in the tower, which is simply the most beautiful handicraft in the world.

He began to think of ways to refine this "soul pagoda" with spirit, and turned it into a magic weapon. He held the pagoda in his hand for a moment, suppressed monsters and killed enemies everywhere, and became famous. Wang, under his command recruited countless disciples and received countless beautiful Taoist couples, becoming a giant in the immortal way.

"They are simply natural instruments!"

Countless people have discovered this as well.

The main function of this mechanical snail is a computer. It is an auxiliary brain that is good at calculation, and this is the real attack weapon in front of you.

"Kill them!"

This family is terrifying and tyrannical.

There are all kinds of mysterious palaces above their heads, which are powerful, and they also control some smaller insect monsters, whose combat power is dozens of times greater than theirs.

However, the huge benefits made them risk their lives to surround and kill a single monster race with dozens of people.

The war broke out completely.

Even, there began to exist as the fourth realm Nascent Soul, began to study the method of seizing the house, seized their heavenly palace, and became the people in the soul palace and lived in it.

All of a sudden, the situation is completely bad!

"It seems like a natural disaster."

Grania watched the tragic demise of the clansmen. Although the combat power far exceeded the sum of the three clans, he knew that the situation was over.

"So it is, so it is."

"Our family is blessed by nature, but it is... a certain magic weapon species created by other species." Grania finally noticed something.

He seems to have seen the general trend of the world, the sorrow of the ancient birth of the race.

A terrifying black shadow, the supreme and ancient existence of the universe, created their race, making them blessed, born divine, but...

"It's like... that artificially cultivated and grafted fruit tree."

Grania looked at the prosperous dynasty on the sea of ​​clouds, "We are all human-shaped fruit trees, running around, with a magic weapon fruit on top of our heads. Waiting for others to pick it."

"This is our whole life."

"The Demon Palace Clan is supposed to be the life of the Magical Artifact Embryo Clan." Grania seemed to have a complete epiphany. How can there be such a coincidence in this world?

There are too many traces of human factors in their race.

It may very well be a commodity in itself, a commodity.

"How pathetic we are." Grania felt that his raging ambitions seemed to have been poured with cold water. With such a self, how could he talk about saving the ancestors and reviving the dead?

Fu Qingjun naturally also saw the change in his mood.

Unexpectedly, the wreckage in the mist turned out to be a "magic weapon".

It wasn't the rightful master who was killed by Jiaxia, and the magic weapon was also left and drifted here, trying to revive himself.

"Don't worry, they despise you, humiliate you, and scold you. The common people look down on you, but with me, all living beings are equal." Fu Qingjun looked calm, sitting in Miao Chuntang's room, eating snail powder and continuing. Cultivation, "just need to develop well."

However, since it is to revive the family of my wreckage, it can also be comforted.

Fu Qingjun's expression changed.

After all, the times are different, and there is no realm stuck. As long as there are tens of billions of people crazy, there will always be a few geniuses who have the opportunity to break through the aptitude of transforming gods. The same is true for this one.

In the dark, Grania seemed to see an ancient wreck gradually emerging from the endless black mist.

That figure was full of magic breath, full of domineering figure of dragons and tigers, standing in the universe, with stars all over the sky behind him, and said lightly:

"In the past, in the Sunflower Mythical Dynasty, our family came from a humble background, we were raised by gods and demons like lambs, and picked the fruits, but I still killed the gods, shattered endless stars, and caused the gods to tear the gap in the sky. With a vague hand, he poured down a bucket of chaotic water to destroy the world."

"If the ethnic group is defective, then the body will cultivate its health."

"The ethnic group is exhausted, so they will train their strength hard."

"Using cultivation and practice to understand all kinds of behaviors, so as to make oneself strong, even ants can cut down the sky, why can't my family?"

Grania opened her eyes.

Their ancestors were one of the most terrifying gods and demons back then.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live to this day, and I still want to revive myself.

However, with such a race that is coveted and dreaded by the world, it is not known what a terrifying talent it is to counterattack.

"This world is in decline, but in this era, after the great flood, our family should prosper."

The phantom spoke lightly, sitting on the ancient dark throne, "Resuscitate me, I will return to the world, why do I need to rely on the gods and demons in the sky? My family was created by gods, and we are not afraid of ghosts and gods."

Grania looked solemn, with a flash of remorse, and gradually became firm.

"Xiandao, in the age of ancient gods and demons, restrained our family... However, if the ancestors can rise, there must be countermeasures."

"Calling capable people from all over the world, I want to promote my clan's weapon refining technique."

In the 108th year of Grania, the Lord of the Demon Palace resolutely began to try to find a way to deal with it, and the heavenly palace buildings in the mist resisted the invasion of other races.

Fu Qingjun saw this scene, the other party cheered up again, put down the bowl and chopsticks, rolled up his hair with a tissue and wiped his mouth gracefully, "This is the only way to do it, brilliant sparks of civilization need to be collided to produce, I just broke through The sixth realm requires a lot of life wars and iterations, and several world extinctions to reach the threshold of perfection."