Fu Qingjun smiled, shrouded in endless golden light again, his hair was skillfully curled up with a light bulb again, and his vast hazy figure seemed to be separated from endless time, space and dimensions.

A voice came from the sky,

"There is no fault in this, how can I forgive it?"

"Isn't it you?"

Then there was no more voice, and God was gone.

Jiaxia stared blankly at the sky.

He was completely stunned.

Numb, my mind went blank for a long time. Reading the meaning carefully, he suddenly laughed and laughed, "I see!

He looked at the massive ant-faced statue.

That's exactly what I face...

God, it is me!

This is the God of his heart, the God of wisdom!

Hahaha!!

He laughed wildly, unscrupulously,

"Unlike the other two gods of 'Amiro' and 'Hormons', the god of wisdom has no name, no image, and he is everywhere!"

"Wisdom is formless and insubstantial, it exists in the heart of any life, and when it is awakened, wisdom is the real living being. ”

He seemed to have shattered some awe, shattered the mask of fear that had always been in his heart, and his heart suddenly became comfortable and hearty, as if something had turned into a butterfly and broken through the biggest spiritual shackles in his life.

"If the spirit is wise, man is God, and if man is not wise, he is foolish to God!"

His body seemed to be shattered, and the next moment there was a kind of enlightenment,

"At this point, I have broken through the third realm! The spirit and spirit penetrate, and I have stepped into the highest realm of martial arts, and the soul and body are one great master. ”

On this day, on the throne of the sunflower, a huge artistic conception swept the world, really like a round of the great sun oven, scorching everything.

He had already arrived at the Pillar Martial Arts, and had come to the pinnacle of the ancient sword light and sword shadow hundreds of years ago in the few records above.

"Go to the next future. ”

He slept in the coffin of the sun, his eyes full of domineering and boldness, and closed his eyes.

Eleventh century.

A new era has begun!

Jiaxia completely has self-confidence, as if she has really become a god in the world, her soul has completely integrated into her body, and she has become a life in the true sense, no longer worrying about the dissipation of her soul, and her body is still there.

No one knows how high he has reached.

"Father, what a terrifying and majestic blood, I am afraid that I have reached the peak of the few descriptions in the sacred classical pile gong records. ”

"That classic is the foundation, there is no record of the next road at all, my father is worthy of being the reincarnation of a god, and he has mastered and understood the martial arts cultivation methods behind him from the beginning, and he continues to break through the limit!"

"According to this majestic momentum, maybe it will be easy to live for a hundred lifetimes. ”

"My father is the reincarnation of a god walking on the earth, and it's terrifying. ”

In the ancient coffin of the sun, the pharaohs who came out were horrified.

Fu Qingjun was studying medicinal wine, and suddenly laughed, "It's a good Jiaxia, it's just outrageous! In this realm, I looked at the pile skill of the Iron Wire Fist, and I was already a great martial arts master with a unity of spirit and spirit!"

According to Fu Qingjun's guess:

Haikou Xiao Xu Xian, who was blown up by a random gun and dragged to unplan, is a big man in this realm!

It's fierce!

At this time.

Jiaxia began to work hard, requiring every new life that came to the world to go through three trials of the gods and cleanse the original sin from the body before gaining life.

At the same time, he discovered that although they could live in the sun and sleep, they had low reproductive ability, so he let ordinary ants and queens multiply.

At this point, the population began to increase dramatically, and the era of high explosion was completely ushered in.

"Go to the next future. Jiaxia closed the ancient coffin and fell asleep in the sun, his eyes were full of the spirit of a proud life, and he no longer hesitated.

Twelfth century.

The population exploded, and the entire table was already filled with seventy or eighty thousand ants.

Jiaxia completely ignored the royal power, he had given up all the strength of the world, eager to break through to an unprecedented martial arts realm.

He thoroughly understood the meaning of the threefold ladder of truth, and wanted to chase the second ladder with wisdom: knowledge!

But in order to prevent monopoly, he secretly divided the descendants of the pharaohs under his command, allowing them to rule over a mortal land.

"By the next century. He said coldly.

XIIITH century.

Because of the lack of Jiaxia's control, the pharaohs who ruled life and death and ruled every era swelled day by day.

In order to have fun in solitude, they forgot their original intention of protecting their people and began to build the Colosseum, classifying the human race according to God's "three trials" and branding them as class.

Because the body is fixed, many people who are born already have a fixed social class, slaves, commoners, and nobles.

Even, they began to secretly take the name of a god like Jiaxia for themselves, in a vain attempt to claim God!

XIV century.

Tuki, the god of war, and his son, Giakamachi, the god of death, start a war over a young flamboyant queen, Manina, resulting in the death of the queen, and completely turn against each other.

They loved the gorgeous queen so much that after her death they even stored it in the ancient coffin of the pharaoh, sealed in the sun, as its tombstone, and enjoyed the highest treatment of only "gods".

This caused the displeasure of the other brothers' descendants, however, the other pharaohs did not dare to reprimand the two of the most powerful main veins head-on, and hid in the shadows and watched the two fight.

War began to break out.

Two of the most powerful gods, high up, command the mortals of the earth in battle.

It's like a war on top.

"The gods dwell on Mount Olympiro. ”

"They sleep eternally in every age, and their long lives reign over the Sunflower Dynasty, dominating the mortal wars of every age on earth. ”

The great turmoil has completely begun.

The people killed each other, and the survival of the fittest was completely produced.

Ant colonies have been continuously optimized to strengthen their limb structures, and they seem to have re-improved their ant colony structures that would have taken hundreds of millions of years to evolve through martial arts.

Even, there was an ant-man race in the form of a centaur who walked semi-upright, on all fours and holding weapons in both hands, as an elite warrior unit of cavalry charge.

There was also a mount species, which were forced to crawl on the ground again, walking on all six limbs, and completely exercising their muscles and bones gave them terrifying movement speed.

At the same time, there are also the noblest species of erect ants, fully standing, walking on two legs, freeing four siblings, possessing a high degree of dexterity and aristocrats, capable of making fine tools.

XV century.

The war between Tuki, the god of war, and Jakamachi, the god of death, began to involve other brothers and sisters, and some gods who were unwilling to interfere and chose to protect themselves established a camp, and the mountain was completely divided into three major gods.

The whole sunflower is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower.

The temple of the sun on the highest floor.

The legendary reincarnated deity, Jiaxia sat calmly on his throne, overlooking the land below, a land that was so small that it was sadly small.

"How's the war?" Jia Xia held her cheek with one hand, and the remaining three hands were holding a wooden board of books, her handsome body was like a knife cutting statue, and she had an indescribable bewitching beauty.

"Meet the great wise god of the world!King of the Sacred Mountain of Olympiro!His Majesty Jiaxia!!"

A young courtier stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and yelled excitedly.

It was as if he had seen the supreme God of the heavens, descending on the earth and revealing the greatest miracles!

All the courtiers looked at Jiaxia in front of them feverishly.

They knew that everything was brought to mortals by God to the earth.

The glory of God is great and eternal!!

After so many years, the first creatures had begun to grow old and die, and even the son of the gods, the second pharaoh Racas, had already died of old age.

Three generations of pharaoh Tuki are also facing old age and death, so crazy, unscrupulous, even claiming to be a god, is also extremely eager to have a long life and great wisdom and talent like his father!!

The human god who walks on the earth!!

On the first day, Amiro bestows life, on the second day, Holmons bestows knowledge, and on the third day, the god of wisdom descends from Jiaxia to lead immortality to its peak!

The courtier reported: "The wars of the three major gods are accumulating day by day, and they control the people on the ground on the Olympian Mountain, and select mortal leaders among them to conduct wars. ”

"Your third descendant, Tuki, is in the final battle..."

"If it goes on like this, I'm just afraid..."

Jia Xia quietly listened to this party's return, scrambling, and just smiled, like an eternal god, overlooking the indifference of the world, "Let them go, you go down." ”

Rumble!

It didn't take long.

On the towering Olymporo Mountain, the god of war, Tuki, and the god of death, Jakamachi, stood on a huge plane, two powerful pharaohs, cultivating the temple of the sun, their souls were indescribably powerful, endless momentum was flying, and a powerful sense of soul oppression swept over every living being.

The final battle between the two gods is taking place here.

Crash!

Outside the window, the evening sky was dyed red by the setting sun, and countless red clouds rolled like a wave.

"What a good war. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of Tuki's mouth, "It's a pity, my life has come to an end, if I were younger, some more time..."

Rumble!

The entire flower pot seemed to be wrapped in a huge soul momentum, as if two peerless grandmasters were fighting a decisive battle against the top of the Forbidden City.

Tuki clenched his fists slightly and jumped to his feet.

Bang!!

It was as if he had turned into a flaming god of war, eternally imprinted a glow in the sky.

"You rebellious son, let you know that there is only one of the strongest!" Tuki laughed wildly, and his punch fell.

Click!

It was as if a thunderbolt flashed.

All the battles were reduced to afterimages.

A moment later, Tuki hugged the black and white ancient coffin of the gorgeous ant queen and fell from Mount Olympiro, like a toned black falcon rushing into the abyss!!

"God, it's fallen!"

Under the Olympian Mountain, countless mortal people closed their eyes in horror.

A pheromone that is absent spreads like a ballad with the squirrel, vibrating in the wind,

"O Amiro, who created all things, you have given us a starting point~~~ O omniscient and all-powerful Hormons, may your knowledge give us the future~~~"

"The world is wonderful. ”

Jiaxia looked at everything below, and suddenly looked at the sky with an immobile expression, through the sun flower, the world outside the window on the table,

"I don't know how strong I am anymore, I feel like if I swell my body easily, and the whole world will collapse. ”

"The sacred mountain poured out. ”

"The four pillars that support the double earth will easily collapse by me. ”

Jia Xia said as if he were insignificant, and said softly: "What kind of thing is outside this world?

He lamented that the description of the stump book stopped here, but there was no future.

He also wanted to go in the past to find the great god of knowledge, and once again give the scriptures and the way forward, but he hesitated after all.

He has mastered the power of wisdom, and he is already the god of wisdom, so the future will be opened up by his own strength, which is his pride.

He knew in his heart that he had already proved the God in his heart, but once it was broken, he had doubts about his heart and doubted that he was not the true God of the world, and he was completely abolished.

"Above martial arts, what is it?"

Graceful as a gentle Confucian scholar, he put down the wooden board of records in his hand, "My life is almost at an end." ”

Only he knows how badly he was hurt in order to continue to explore and open up the future.

"There's a force approaching. ”

Suddenly, he felt some strength, stood up abruptly, looked at the sky outside, and flashed a trace of fierce battle intent.

That's a spirit on par with him!