My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

She had already secretly made various plans.

"However, since I want to support one of the bloodlines to resist the 'fog' and become the mastermind behind it, naturally I can't use my own bloodline as the identity."

If you use your own race, then you will be exposed.

So, what kind of racial identity should be used to give strength to resist those prehistoric enemies in the mist?

She thought about it,

"I can only wrong the master..."

Back then, although the master was defeated, he still left some blood.

How powerful is his master's race?

Although the master is a woman, she ended up like this because of the Xia Emperor's obsession, but how powerful the master is, only herself, who is a girl with the spirit of Qi, knows best.

Back then, the master was a terrifying overlord vying for the position of "Empress".

"Emperor Xia..."

She muttered the name, as if recalling a certain period of time, full of resentment.

"However, this is the hometown of Emperor Xia. It seems that this world is still in decline."

She shook her head secretly and kept thinking, "But since I want to resist the fog, then I must have a reasonable native status... in order to confuse the common people in this land."

Reasonable, she thought clearly.

I "mistakenly entered" this Jiaxia's hometown planet, and wanted to infect the vegetables on this planet and revive myself, so I was mistakenly mistaken as a "wreckage of prehistoric gods and demons".

But now, the Lord has come out...

What about myself?

Perhaps, you can only mix in it, and in turn resist the remains of prehistoric gods and demons together, so that you can have a reasonable indigenous identity, hide behind the scenes, secretly stir the wind and clouds, and trick the Cang here to become your own kin and recover.

in short,

Hard ones won't work, try soft ones.

"Now, then, our lord's race,

It is also the great witch tribe who recovered from the prehistoric flood, and came to resist Jiaxia again. "She coughed twice, and read the human line of the prehistoric flood:

"History will remember this greatest moment in the history of the human race. At the end of the 26th century, the human race chose wisdom and did not associate with gods, demons and beasts!!!"

"Back then, our human race died fighting for Jiaxia, resisting the gods in the sky and the devils in the ground. Today we also wake up from the old days and fight against the demons again!"

She sorted out her lines.

Crash.

She opened her palm, and a mass of flesh and blood squirmed in her hand.

"The master's bloodline is different from my own weapon...it is not of the same level at all."

"Although I know that it is almost impossible to win, I still hope that Emperor Yan will defeat my master race and use it as a weapon to defeat the master holding the weapon, so as to restore the glory of our family." She took a deep breath, and her figure flickered.

Crash.

Several afterimages flashed.

She came to a residence in Dawu City.

She slowly appeared in a community. Through the window sill on the third floor, the man was having dinner with his wife and daughter. It looked like a very warm family.

She and the sword are in the past.

His real name is Li Junchen, he was a well-known person in the medical field before Doomsday, and he was a very influential person in terms of online comments... So, he became his target.

However, after just one glance, she felt that this middle-aged man was a little weird.

Very weird.

It's just weird to the limit.

The soul is pure and thick, giving people an unimaginable feeling.

It's like in a certain period of time, countless selves are superimposed together to form an unimaginably high-purity terrifying existence life.

"Saint...multi-saint?"

Her voice became hoarse, and she hid at the window, watching the family of three eating, and the middle-aged man among them said, "This kind of purity, I'm afraid it's a saint who doesn't know how many multiverses have been fused thousands of times."

At this moment, her mind went blank, "Isn't this person countless times stronger than the master, and the master is only a saint who has cultivated to the seventh dimension."

How many times?

This number is simply astonishing.

Every time a civilization has a parallel civilization, it means that their civilization has a terrifying existence of the sixth realm.

Most of the civilizations she saw were five-dimensional to eleven-dimensional civilizations.

There are only five to eleven sixth-level giants behind them, how can they just meet one at random...

"That is to say, there used to be thousands of earths here?" She was stunned for a moment, "Before the Great Flood, what kind of terrifying earth tower was that?"

If Fu Qingjun were here, he would definitely deduce the real truth based on her remarks.

She thought it was the souls of countless parallel universes, superimposed together, this is the superposition of parallel spaces.

But Fu Qingjun knew that this was the superimposition of souls in time. After traveling through time, the souls were superimposed together.

Although we all have countless souls superimposed, but the process is different, one is space, the other is time.

But for Qi Ling, this is already an extremely terrifying thing.

She seems to have really found strong evidence of the Jiaxia era,

"No wonder, no wonder, Emperor Xia is so terrifying, because in a civilization of at least thousands of parallel planets, in a sea of ​​blood from countless powerful people, he was killed..."

She squinted.

But the saint in front of him, whose energy is refined to the limit, seems to be a mortal who has never practiced...

Amnesia completely?

Or is it the remnant reincarnation of an ancient existence after the Great Flood?

"Perhaps, it's really the reincarnation of the saint from the prehistoric flood, who resisted the gods and demons of Jiaxia. Didn't I make a big discovery?" She looked strange, "I don't know how many such saints are reincarnated on this planet?"

There can't be so many, there should only be one.

She thought about it seriously, and it seemed that she had to change her strategy a little bit.

After all, if her guess comes true, at least thousands of solar systems superimposed on a terrifying civilization tower, here will be after she has seen all kinds of weird, mysterious, strange, and frightening civilizations since she fought with her master for countless time and space. A civilized world of the largest level ever seen! !

"No wonder Jiaxia always wanted to come back here... This land is really unimaginably miraculous, even that existence can feel the mystery and abnormality here..."

She chuckled twice, not in a hurry, and quietly waited for the other party to finish eating.

At night, there was the sound of washing dishes in the kitchen, and her daughter was driven to do her homework, so she walked out slowly and appeared in the other party's room.

A voice sounded slowly:

"The ancient saints of the old days...the gods and demons gradually recovered after the great flood...you should also wake up as soon as possible and return to the top of the universe..."

Li Junchen was stunned, this middle-aged man was planning to continue to be a keyboard warrior on the Internet, and the joy of being a witch every day can only be like this. At this time, he looked around and asked, "Who, who is talking?"

"Haven't you remembered who you are?" Qi Ling asked tentatively in a low voice.