My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Crackling... The other party spoke, full of doubts, speaking a language that does not belong to this human cognition. It is not a syllable that a human's Adam's apple can produce, like the roar of a wild beast.

Crackling... Mo Luo responded calmly.

After all, it was not difficult for him to learn this language secretly.

In fact, those guys who claim to be the righteous way of the world traveled to prehistoric times. How could he not come, a majestic demon, a generation of demons?

Moreover, after eavesdropping on the analysis of the magician of Atlantis, although he was beaten to death by that villain...but he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this prehistoric fog was formed by the remnants of the corpses of prehistoric gods and demons. Isn't that my kind?

If Atlantis is a descendant of the Mayan civilization and has blood relations...

Then, he was born in the evil thoughts of the remains of the gods and demons of the land of Shushan. Isn't it true that these gods and demons of the prehistoric flood are related by blood?

Are you also their descendant?

It's a pity that he wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors...

But people don't believe it!

After he was beaten to death by that villain, he secretly went to find a few fog giants who were in battle, and told them the truth. As a result, he was stunned, and said the words he said before:

You lowly creatures, do you have brain problems?

They regard us as some indigenous enemy on this planet? The obsession of some gods and demons destroyed by the so-called Great Flood, and the corpses after death?

They slapped Mo Luo to death.

This made Moro very angry!

They are not lying to the Mayan civilization, but really do not know.

They have forgotten the truth of history.

Obviously it was the destruction of the great flood, the gods and demons killed by Jiaxia, you were born on the wreckage of each other,

But he turned his back on the history of his ancestors and forgot his own origin...

Even though it is a demon, you must know it,

Who gave birth to himself!

Although I am Mara, the demon of all demons, the shadow that tens of billions of people are afraid of, I also know that it is the corpse of the Buddha's evil thoughts that gave birth to me... This is the bottom line of demons.

Mo Luo suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility and mission!

Let these prehistoric and ancient fog companions know the true face of history.

At the same time, help them defeat those Atlantis who tried to change history and traveled through, the Eastern Heaven...

And I can rise up with the trend and absorb the civilization heritage of the prehistoric Jiaxia Sun Jinta Dynasty!

After all, he is jealous.

The opponent killed a clone of the villain with a few moves and forced the opponent to feign death. It is indeed a terrifying civilization background. It is conceivable that the civilization system possessed by the opponent is extremely powerful.

As expected of the Gasha Dynasty before the Great Flood, the Anunnaki.

If I can practice...

Grrrrrr...

Mo Luo looked serious, and patiently explained in this survivor camp, I feel my breath, is it similar to the breath in your mist?

The muscle licker was a little puzzled.

It's somewhat similar, but quite different.

They were both considered ghosts after the fall of the gods, but they were not the same creature at all.

After all, the other party is too weak, and they are just the disabled demons bred by the gods who have not yet been born in the embryos.

Yes, I am not the same breath as Misty, but you are my ancestors!!

Mo Luo's words made the other party even more confused, Actually, you may not believe it. This world is terrifying. I come from a distant future, and I traveled to this era. Come...recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors!

With a patient look on his face, Mo Luo talked about the historical canon with the other party.

Do you know why you were born?

The wreckage from the gods and demons, let us revive him. The other party said, the memory of the other party was very vague, but he had a firm goal.

Because of that crazy raving, whispering constantly, bewitching to resurrect him.

This is the horror of this ancient life. Even if it is dead, it can be similar to rebirth from a drop of blood. As long as the common people chant his real name and remember his horror, they will gradually recover from the cemetery of death.

Yes, from the wreckage of the gods and demons, let you infected family members in the mist, resurrect him...Then the question is, what is the origin of this gods and demons?

The other party was at a loss.

I really don't understand this point.

Because they are too weak and have no right to know.

You really don't know.

Mo Luo sighed and turned into a sincere old man.

This time, he changed his approach to accepting apprentices and entered the Tao with kindness. He remembered those folk street stories where the devil always turned into a kind old man to confuse others, It seems that prehistoric beings have forgotten many things. Our future generations Archeology is known, so let me tell you... the text of history.

Mo Luo patiently took out a book Three Days of God, and talked about the ancient canon of gods and demons,

Come on, little one, read to me—

On the first day, Amiro created everything.

The next day, Holmes imparted knowledge.

...

Mara was patient and kept telling the history.

The other party has just been born with consciousness, just like a newborn baby, who is very unfamiliar with the world around him, so it should be easy to...

It's a pity that the other party is determined and doesn't believe it at all.

hateful!!

Mo Luo was completely out of breath, Forget about those powerful guys, this guy who was just born has no cultivation at all, just a newborn baby, can't he accept the truth of history?

Their inheritance makes them not believe in these things? Makes them instinctively think it's fake?

He Mo Luo, don't believe it!

He even used his mental power and various spells to constantly brainwash and induce the opponent.

He got on the bar and continued to tell about that period of ancient history,

Jiaxia, the god of wisdom, saw the heinous crimes of the common people on the earth, so he tilted the world and destroyed all living beings.

That day, the whole world was tilted, the ground began to crack, the buildings collapsed one after another, the four pillars began to shatter, and people began to run and howl. The gods of the holy mountain and the devils of the underground were fighting in that chaotic world...

He talked about Fu Qingjun's desk civilization a month ago, and the bucket of water that fell down at that time.

As the other party kept repeating, they gradually believed...

Mo Luo was very pleased, Sure enough, those stubborn big demons have forgotten their ancestors! They are ungrateful! They are rebellious! They have forgotten the glory of their ancestors! They have forgotten their own origins, and they must start from their babies.

...

Fu Qingjun's eyelids twitched wildly.

Mo Luo, it's really a showy operation...

The righteous side here believes that the fog caused by the flood is fine.

Didn't expect that Mo Luo, as a native of Shu Mountain, also believed in it, and even as a villain, he would secretly lead these infected guys to avenge Liu Tiandi, who was pretending to be dead?

Everyone is an old lady.

Fu Qingjun sighed and didn't know what to say for a moment.