Fantasy: I made up the mythical age

In the secret realm of the Blue Emperor before, Ling Chen had paid a certain attention to this Qingcang King who was a man of murder.

Although this person does not have the kind of destiny of the protagonist of luck, he has unimaginable perseverance, and if he is placed in ancient times without aura, he must be a god of war who has been famous for thousands of years.

So Ling Chen deliberately made a move to spare his life in the Five-Colored Temple.

As for the major divine mountains of the demon clan planning to join forces to kill King Qingcang, Ling Chen also saw it all, and took this as a test for King Qingcang.

It turns out that King Qingcang is indeed a werewolf, and he has been killed from the siege of more than a dozen demon kings and countless big demons.

In this case, Ling Chen did not recommend giving him a copy of the creation.

This creation is the secret realm of Kuafu, one of the most powerful witches of the Wu clan, the secret realm of Kuafu's body after his death.

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King Qingcang naturally couldn't feel Ling Chen's existence, nor could he hear Ling Chen's words.

At this time, his whole spirit tensed, like a beast in crisis, his eyes roaming around.

Because the scene in front of him is too weird for him!

A peach forest that has never been seen before appears out of thin air.

Although these peach trees exude a dense aura, and although those peach blossoms look extremely beautiful, they can't charm the eyes of King Qingcang in the slightest.

Returning from the battlefield, he was not interested in any of this.

There are only two things he cares about, stay alive and become stronger!

"Huh?"

As he walked, King Qingcang suddenly tightened his brows and discovered an incredible thing.

The terrifying wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There is also a mysterious power that continues to nourish his body, so that his depleted vitality is full again.

It's amazing!

You must know that King Qingcang faced the siege of a group of demon kings of the same level, and although he was lucky to break through, he also paid a huge price.

The biggest price was that he used the origin power of the Yuan Infant in his body.

This is an irreversible permanent wound, and when this vitality is exhausted, his cultivation will drop significantly.

And because the origin of the Yuan Infant was injured, it was difficult for him to make half a step forward in his cultivation for the rest of his life.

But now, all the injuries are gone.

Including the origin consumed by the Yuan Infant in the body, it was also replenished under the nourishment of that mysterious power, and it was even more powerful than before.

"Could it be that this is a secret place?"

King Qingcang had just come out of the secret realm of the Blue Emperor's Tomb, and he couldn't help but think like this.

He cautiously approached a peach blossom tree and took a closer look.

I saw that the trunk of this peach blossom tree was very old, as if it had spent countless years, and people could feel the vicissitudes of life just by looking at it.

"Could it be that it's a secret realm of the Age of Mythology again?"

King Qingcang hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to grab a piece of peach blossoms.

He is on full alert, and if there is an accident, he will immediately retaliate with thunder.

Rumble!

Unexpectedly, the moment he touched the peach blossom leaf in his hand, a sudden tremor came from the sea of consciousness, and the whole person felt dizzy.

"Not good!"

King Qingcang was taken aback, and when he fixed his eyes again, he found that he was already in an incomparably vast world.

"This is a fantasy?"

King Qingcang was not an uninformed person, so he quickly calmed down and carefully observed his surroundings.

I saw that this is a beautiful hill, the breeze is gentle, the scenery is pleasant, like a paradise.

Many people have made their homes along the river, men hunting, women gathering, and children frolicking in the fields.

King Qingcang has fought bloody battles all his life, and he has never felt so comfortable.

At this time, knowing that he was in an illusion, his mind couldn't help but calm down and experience this rare leisure.

However, this leisurely attitude did not last long, and was soon broken.

Countless demons descended from the sky and launched a terrifying killing!

King Qingcang suddenly stared at him, almost holding his breath.

It wasn't because of the tragic scene in front of him, he had experienced too many big battles, and he had seen even more tragic killings than this.

What shocked him was that each of these big demons falling from the sky exuded an incomparably terrifying aura!

Compared with these big demons, those big demons who chased him were like mayflies compared to the sea.

Even King Qingcang felt that even those supreme demon emperors were not as good as the weakest big demon.

And the number of these big demons is very large, and there are more than 100,000 of them in a rough count.

More than 100,000 demon emperors and above are acting at the same time, which is really terrifying.

Which force is more powerful?

King Qingcang suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind - the age of mythology!

That's right!

Such a scene can only happen in the age of mysterious mythology.

King Qingcang made a judgment, and couldn't help but sigh.

It turns out that in the long years of I don't know how many thousands of years ago, the demon race was so strong that it could wantonly bully the human race, such as slaughtering pigs and dogs!

It was a completely crushing battle.

The hilly land, which was still like a paradise, was already stained red with blood.

Whether it is a man, a woman, or a child, they are all brutally killed by those big demons.

Countless unjust souls rose to the sky and were included in the blood-colored gourd.

"These people are specifically for the purpose of collecting the souls of the human race? Do they have to refine magic weapons? What kind of magic weapons, to slaughter tens of millions of people? Isn't there any human power to stop this killing?"

King Qingcang's eyes were split, and he couldn't wait to enter the illusion and kill these terrifying demons.

However, as time passed, no one stood up to resist these demons.

The casualties of the Terrans have reached tens of millions, and the entire hilly land has been stained red with blood.

"Ahhh......h Nuwa Niangniang, save your people!"

"The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court is too much, let's go and ask the great witches of the Kuafu tribe and the Houyi tribe to administer justice for the human race!"

"Nuwa Niangniang, please send down your mercy and help your pious people. "

"Nuwa Niangniang, you are the Holy Mother of my human race, do you want to see death and not save you?"

"The Kuafu tribe and the Houyi tribe are nearby, please ask them to kill these big demons!"

"Nuwa Niangniang is a member of the demon clan, she won't care, let's go ask the witch clan for help!"

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After some fighting, the remaining Terrans split into two factions.

One group ran towards the plain across the hills, the other towards a tall temple.

Although King Qingcang couldn't understand the words of these people, he could roughly analyze according to their actions that the group of people who had crossed the hills had gone to move the rescue troops.

As for the other group of people, King Qingcang was a little incomprehensible.

The remaining millions of people actually knelt down in front of the temple and kept bowing, crying.

"They still want to ask the gods to bless them?

King Qingcang thought so in his heart.

"Please Nuwa Niangniang be merciful and save your innocent people—"

The whole crowd shouted loudly.

Behind them was a big demon who was killing wildly, but none of them got up, only faced a statue of a woman in the temple, and kept praying.

This kind of piety touched King Qingcang greatly, and he couldn't help but look at the woman in the temple.

He couldn't figure out who could receive such love and admiration from the human race?

At this look, he was suddenly stunned!

I saw that the woman in the temple was extremely beautiful and holy, but she had a long snake tail.

It turned out to be a demon clan!

Behind them are countless demon clans killing, and these clans are kneeling down to a demon woman with a snake head and body, praying to her?

King Qingcang couldn't believe it, and felt extremely ridiculous.

"Nuwa Niangniang, Our Lady of the Terran Race, do you really want to cut off the Terran Race!!"

The voices of millions of Li people gathered together, piercing through the sky, more terrifying than the power of divine thoughts, resounding through the desolate land.

King Qingcang was suddenly shocked, he was also resonated by this emotion, and understood this sentence.

It turned out that the woman with the head of a snake was named Nuwa, and she was revered as the Virgin by hundreds of millions of people.

At this moment, King Qingcang also saw that the statue of Nuwa sitting in the temple shed a tear.

At the moment when this tear flowed, the world changed greatly!

Countless rains of light poured down from the sky, as if ...... The heavens are weeping.