Global Creation: Only I Create the Prehistoric World

Chapter 111 The Man Falls, and the Terrans Get Out of the Shackles!!

The sudden attack of the Fu Ren clan.

To the horrors of the snooping saints.

Raising eyebrows of the old ancestor, choking the real person, folding plum Daochang, these three gods master this time, space and the true avenue.

Its strength can be ranked among the strongest under the Dao Fruit Realm. Suppress a multitude of true self-powerful people.

In the midst of the flood, although under the suppression of the Queen Mother of the West and Fuxi, the emperor fled in a hurry. But if it were to be replaced by other sacredness, I am afraid that I would not even be qualified to escape. It will appear again the first time.

He was obliterated by the Queen Mother of the West in countless years and months. And right now.

These three mighty divine figures were actually crushed in an instant by a human being who had been cultivating for less than three thousand years.

If you don’t see it with your own eyes.

I’m afraid they would never believe such a ridiculous thing.

“The Avenue of Immortality! What a terrible way! ”

“Is this the Terrans, a good human emperor!”

“Burning the Avenue in exchange for the combat power of the Great Luo Realm, but he doesn’t have much time.”

Yang Mei and the other saints only felt a wave of anger rush into their hearts at this moment.

“Terrans!! Dare to do so!! ”

The space avenue vibrated with a roar, and the terrifying breath seemed to turn into a sharp knife. It is the blade of space, cutting together.

However, in the face of a fierce edge.

The Fu Ren Clan did not hide or avoid, and went straight to Yang Mei to kill. Thundered!!!

Flames and thunder roared around him.

The Avenue of Immortality seemed to transform into a giant hovering above the heavens. He was roaring, roaring.

He was questioning why the heavens were high above the gods. Then……

Click!!

Under the stunned expression of Yang Mei.

The Avenue of Space shattered before the Terran fury!! This punch bombarded Yang Mei’s body without reservation.

Rao was also trembling at the cultivation of the realm of raising his eyebrows and raising his eyebrows. Blood oozed from his eyes.

At this moment, the saints who had always been high up and regarded the Terran race as a blood food finally felt a little fear.

Even the breath of the Fu Ren Clan was constantly dispersing. But his anger dimmed the heavens.

Folding Mei quickly caught the raised eyebrows that flew out backwards. The body then twists.

“Purgatory!”

He squeezed the knife with one hand, and the true and false were reversed.

Behind the Flintlock Clan, invisible chains appeared. However, these chains first appeared.

It shattered with a cold hum from the Flintlock Clan. Then his figure flew violently in the air.

Directly over the shackles of time and space, appeared behind the folded plum.

He grabbed one of Orimei’s hands and then revealed a cruel smile.

“Welcome to the Terrans, sacred!”

The next moment.

Spike!!

God’s blood splashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

“Aa!!!aa

Origami let out a cry of anguish and sorrow. One of his arms was torn alive by the Flint.

The Dao Yun of the Immortal Avenue constantly eroded Orime’s body, making it impossible for him to recover.

“Hold on, he won’t be able to carry it long!”

Choking Ming uses the power of Yuan Chen to save the Orime from the hands of the Fu Ren Clan.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, now, this guy who called himself the emperor of man. But it is above them in terms of combat strength.

Choking and vomiting blood, raising eyebrows and orangutans, and breaking Mei Mei’s arms.

And all this was caused by the little human race in front of him.

“Folks, help us to seek the Mandate of Heaven!”

“The Mandate of Heaven is dispersed and the flood is in the wilderness, and we are all good!”

Choking suddenly loudly.

Subsequently, countless gods frowned.

“Do you really want to be trampled under the feet of this acquired race in the future?”

This choking sentence completely detonated the thoughts of the saints. They were born to be high, born to be holy, to know by birth. He is the master of this world.

Even if the Lich Demon War returns to the present world, they all have the confidence to be proud of the world

How can such a divine being accept this human race as the so-called divine protagonist?

Quick as a wink.

In the midst of countless caves in the flood.

A series of powerful rhymes erupted. Convergence on the Terrans.

Hurrah!!

A mysterious and mysterious breath was caught out hard. Subsequently.

The Furyaki Clan tried to stop it, but was hindered by Choking Ming with the power of Yuan Chen. Although it is only one-thousandth of Sumire’s kung fu.

However, that destiny exploded. Returned to the endless flood.

And countless gods have competed.

“Go!!”

Yang Mei Lao Zu saw that his and others’ goals had been achieved, and ignored the Fu Ren Clan.

This guy who burned his own avenue was already dying.

Now, the most important thing for raising eyebrows is to rely on this opportunity of the Mandate of Heaven to preach the fruits of the Tao.

There was no slightest pause. The three gods turned and left.

The seven points of the Mandate of Heaven fell into the flood land, and the three points were divided up by the heavens. The Terrans have lost their place as the protagonists of the Celestial Destiny…

However…

Many gods are frantically plundering the breath of destiny.

But none of them were found.

The corners of the Flint’s mouth revealed a triumphant smile. Step by step, he walked back to the Terran Temple.

“Your Majesty the Emperor, look at the fruit I picked, one is enough to eat for a day!”

“Emperor Ren, the tribal houses have all been built.”

“The Emperor of Ren has some clues about the issue of order that you once said.”

One by one, the Innate Human Clan, and the Acquired Human Clan were all greeting the Fu Ren Clan. With their cultivation behavior, it was impossible to glimpse that great war at all.

The Fu Ren Clan smiled all the way and responded to the questions of the clan. Then he walked into the temple.

Moment.

Every genius felt the difference between the human emperor and the emperor. His cultivation is like a great sun shining on everything.

But his life was like a candle half burning.

“Emperor Ren, what’s wrong with you!!”

Shi Hao and the other races surrounded him.

A worried look on his face.

The Fu Ren Clan smiled as before, and then waved a big hand.

With a short period of true self, this passage of words that will be spoken to the Terran race will be erased from the long river of time.

“The destiny of the Terran race is lost.”

“It’s no longer the destiny of the protagonist, and that’s a good thing for us.”

The Furyū said softly.

Those who could enter the temple were all Terran Heavenly Pride and understood that at this moment, the Flintlock Clan was making a final command.

They forcibly endured their sorrows, did not say a word, and obeyed the teachings of the human emperor as usual.

“I finally understood everything at the moment I lit up the avenue, so I deliberately forced the heavens and the gods to join me.”

“The Mandate of Heaven is gone, and their contamination of the Mandate of Heaven is both a chance and a shackle!”

Blood oozed from the corners of the Flint’s mouth: “The Terrans don’t need Providence and lose their destiny, but let the eyes of the saints detach from us.”

Then, we should work hard to make our own efforts to let our human race stand on top of the flood, without the need for the Mandate of Heaven to bear, but where the Terrans are, that is, the Mandate of Heaven!! ”

The eyes of the Fu Ren Clan became brighter and the voice became more and more excited.

“Honoring the Emperor’s Order!!”

“Honorable Imperial Order…”

The Celestial Lords roared in unison, and then only heard the whispers of the Flintlock Clan.

“I wish the Terrans immortality and the passing on of the torch, and I wish the Terrans to be endless and not afraid of the Lich Demons.”

“I am the Emperor…”

“When suppressing everything in the world… Enemy…”

Then the hand he had been holding out quietly fell. Terrans are up and down, grief-stricken.

However, a large hand that could not be seen was at the moment when the true spirit of the Flint Clan appeared. Hold it to the top.