My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

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That vast figure appeared at the huge gate of the royal capital.

Countless shadows shrouded and swept over, stretching countless round tentacles, with a mysterious and icy aura, like the eternal silence of the universe, a cold machine without emotion.

Grace, the lord of the demon world, suddenly raised her head. This person who dominated the times behind the scenes, her expression changed drastically, and she felt that thought like a mother's warm embrace, the end of all life.

No wonder...

She suddenly had a complete understanding.

This is the matrix, beyond blood, race, shape, boundaries,

The matrix of all creatures, the representative of the supreme motherhood——

Most importantly, that is the real ruler, the incarnation of the creator of all things——

Amiro.

But Grace, the Lord of the Devil Realm, had his pupils dilated slightly, and shouted: It turns out to be the God of all things recorded in the ancient stone slabs! It's so beautiful! The invisible beauty! It's the most beautiful existence in the world!

Professor Nashika who followed secretly, his face darkened slightly,

The aesthetics of different races are indeed different.

After all, in the eyes of other species, in the eyes of animals such as monkeys, tigers, and eagles, human beings are a piece of orangutan with no fur, plucked hair, and baldness, which is extremely ugly...

However, what will Amiro, who created everything and life in the world, come to the Mayan civilization that was about to be destroyed hundreds of thousands of years ago, what will he do at the last moment? Professor Nasika knelt down on the ground and observed secretly.

beautiful?

Fu Qingjun didn't speak.

He went straight to business, and the vortex swept through, swallowing up everything that died in this land. This king's capital gathered the strongest power, fighting to the death here...

He sucked it all in one breath.

The soul was recovered in an instant without any accidents.

At this time, Fu Qingjun's thinking became more and more inflated, and his soul was undergoing some transformation.

The consciousness is completely clear, and the observation of the whole world is unimaginably delicate.

If we say that the world before was a black and white photo, then this time it has become extremely colorful.

His own soul blue bar is constantly being emptied, recovered, and emptied, so that it is cycled into countless soul seeds to breed the life he discovered in the sand table. The one-time harvest now is undoubtedly huge.

He felt that his soul had entered another dimension and was already different.

Observing the soul clusters I fused, they turned out to be extremely delicate, as if they were soul clusters composed of countless program coding chains.

A more microscopic soul world?

Can I see the detailed sequence of real soul DNA?

Fu Qingjun was surprised and ecstatic.

My soul perception has improved significantly.

It's like observing with a magnifying glass before, but now with a microscope!

This is like entering the programmer background of life programming! I saw the life code! Fu Qingjun, a programmer who has been a programmer for 17 years, immediately reacted.

More sophisticated manipulations are now possible.

It used to be a fusion of soul groups, but now it is possible to fuse soul chains...

I'm already a real soul life wizard! I can continuously gather and transform life...creating all kinds of deformed creatures and extraordinary species. Fu Qingjun is still immersed in great joy, but he also knows that now is not the time for research.

But at this time, something happened.

While Fu Qingjun was absorbing and thinking continuously, some witches who were mentally traumatized, covered in blood, actually fluctuated with their own thinking, and an extremely strange scene appeared.

Ah! He is so beautiful!

A witch fanatically looked at Amiro in the vast sky, and shouted:

First born from his body, then swallowed by him, and then reborn. That is the glory and joy rooted deep in the blood.

She became more and more crazy, staring at herself intently, her pupils were covered with bloodshot veins.

That is the most beautiful thing in the world.

It seems that the ultimate dream truth that has been pursued for a lifetime cannot be taken away at all.

Once the eyeballs are fixed, they cannot be moved away.

It was such a soft voice deep in my heart that charmed me.

But the witch next to her seemed to be infected by her, and she also yelled with incomparable magic, staring at the sky frantically, Ah! Those endless cylindrical tentacles are waving, as if to welcome us!

Using the soft, moist, sexy cylinder to protect us, pour into the chest, suck everything from us, and return to the source along the passage.

She showed the look of a fanatic, and suddenly picked up a weapon and wiped off her own neck.

Pooh!

She committed suicide on the ground, blood spattered,

Come! Enjoy the supreme pleasure and the joy of death!

However, this series of suicides still couldn't stop the joy of the partner next to him. Another witch yelled, with a sick and strange look, tearing his armor, Everyone, we were moved to tears and filled our eyes together! Let's take off all Clothes, embrace with everyone, accept the final baptism of the great mother!

She raised her scepter aloft and killed herself with it, with a morbid bliss on her face.

this? ?

This weird scene left everyone present with a blank mind!

The remaining witches in the whole area were stunned!

Suddenly someone shouted,

Don't look directly at Him! Don't look directly at God!!

Following the roaring shouts, many survivor witches were also shaken, and hurriedly looked away, looking for cover, and hiding in the bloody building.

Those witches stared directly at this ancient and immemorial existence, and kept listening to the unknown evil ravings in the depths of his soul, and finally went crazy! Grace pondered in her heart, and she felt the extreme madness when she first tried to touch it. But he didn't remind these subordinates that he wanted to experiment deliberately.

Sure enough, God must not look directly at him, nor listen to his voice.

Professor Nasika secretly observed, Here it is again, what the hell is this? Stress-like collapse?

I encountered an incomprehensible huge soul celestial body? It was an evil creature beyond the limit. Just a small thought and a soul language in it made the human brain unable to bear the load, the brain collapsed, and it went crazy!

How could you commit suicide...?

Fu Qingjun lowered his head, also slightly surprised.

One's own soul is huge, and it is normal for it to affect other lives, but one does not expect that one's own soul has no resistance to the dependents at all.

Possibly of the same origin.

For yourself no firewall at all, easier to fall back on...

They were originally strong, but now after the war, they were mentally traumatized and seriously injured, and they couldn't resist at all. They were being interfered by themselves, assimilated, collapsed, and lost their minds...

Fu Qingjun guessed the possibility in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't stay any longer. An ancient and cold voice came from the sky:

Everything has a future.

All the creatures on the ground heard an extremely low voice.

Deep and ancient, majestic and vast, this voice is not their language, but it is transformed into an extremely original meaning at this moment, reaching the depths of the soul, so that all creatures can understand the meaning instantly.

boom! ! ! !

The majestic sound seemed to come from the depths of the blood, forming an invisible roar of boiling blood, but it also gave people an extremely cold sense of the great will of the universe:

When you reach the limit of life, you should open the next shackle.

Grace and Udulla were slightly stunned when they heard the voice.

Open the shackles?

They suddenly remembered the soul records of the ancient Jiaxia period, the reincarnation of species.

At that time, it seemed that civilization had reached a certain limit, and some kind of unknowable terrifying existence would come, opening up a certain kind of cosmic species ladder.

Is it possible that our civilization has reached the limit of the species' potential?

The indescribable language continued to be heard in the sky, like a routine, the voice hangs high through the ages, without joy or sorrow:

Ride to the origin of all things and decide the future of civilization.

The next moment, a huge force turned into a huge wind pressure, and an invisible gust of wind was blown up, blowing all the creatures on the ground blind, and stood on the ground with difficulty.

Pillar of Light...

Facing the strong wind, Grace and Udulla touched a black column in the black forest.

With a flash of energy, they came to a space, surrounded by countless primitive chains of life and ancient precision gears, whirling around, beautiful and magnificent.

Grace instantly understood that this place could reshape the perfect bloodline and correct the incompleteness of the body.

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