In the chaos, Panguxi was born, and he split the desolation with a giant axe.

Those who are clear and sunny are thin and the sky is thin, and those who are turbid are stagnant for the earth.

The sun and the moon rise and fall, and the four seasons are separated from day and night.

The tree is used as a nest to avoid the pests of the herd, and the hunting beast picks fruit stems for food.

Break flint branches, drill wood, make fire, and knot ropes to dye records.

Observing the sky is based on tomorrow's road, named after the mountains and rivers.

Make plows and grow grains, taste herbs to distinguish medicinal properties.

Kaiyujiang swept away the lich, raised silkworms and spun silk clothes.

The ghosts and gods of the creation of words cry at night, and the civilization of Shuyan and Huang is inherited.

……

The old voice, in a tone with a weird accent, sang the "Ballad of the Emperor of People" that praised the emperor and the sages - strictly speaking, Pangu should be the ancestor of the Wu clan, but this world originated from Pangu, so it is also regarded as the ancestor of the human race, as for the person who made the word, it was Cangjie, but it was under the command of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

The old men were singing as they walked to the fire, and when they saw this, Yanluo asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's for ......"

The old man's face full of tears and deep wrinkles showed a smile:

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and the human race lives forever."

He jumped into the flames.

Yan Luo didn't stop it, and he didn't have the morality to stop it, in the panorama, he watched these old people ignite into flame human form one by one, as the flesh and life of these people all turned into the fire and burned to ashes, the light of the flame seemed to be slightly stronger, but he found that the blood in the fire, and the shadow of the gray air flow rising seemed to be bigger.

"It always feels like something is wrong."

He stood in this square, the fire and the holy sword were not particularly guarded, and most of the people in the city went to the road to watch the "Kunpeng meat", and all the old people who came all the way were burned to death, and he was the only one left in this square now.

Not to mention the huge fire, the Xuanyuan Sword was obviously one of the most apex holy weapons in this world, but Yan Luo didn't peep - if the Xuanyuan Sword was so easy to hold, it wouldn't just stick to the stones in the square.

"Torch ......"

Although the main quest of the program gives a description that a tainted fire has been found, there is no further hint.

Yan Luo circled the fire a few times, and could feel the face of the demon shadow condensed by the rising gray air current, staring at him coldly.

Eerie, eerie.

He thought of the black shadow that had appeared at that fire transmission point, the dead fire girl, the burning fire, and the appearance of the current demon shadow was somewhat similar to the current one.

"Can you destroy the Shadow?"

"What happens if it's wiped out?"

Yan Luo raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger, and a small flame rose above his finger.

Olympic flame.

In the next second, as he swung forward, this flame stretched out in mid-air, and a ball of flame was born from the void, turning into a stream of flames like a practice, as if with a wave, there was a river of flames in front of him! Now his spiritual source has improved a lot, and this time he is releasing flames with all his strength, wanting to destroy the Demon Shadow.

The bright red waves composed of these flames are like a surging river, and they are like the Yellow River flooding out of control!

The shadow condensed by the gray air flow, the flame that was thrown out rushed on it, and under the scorching of the Olympic flame containing faith and spiritual power, it immediately erupted into a cold and incomparably cold aura, and the spiritual sense of the panorama saw that the shadow was violently twisted and became extremely hideous—its form was like the Geng ghost in the Pokemon, and it became a ghost stone.

"Whoa......"

The air currents condensed a gray-black vortex above the fire, which could be seen with the naked eye, and Yan Luo once again sent an Olympic flame to the vortex.

"Boom!"

A shockwave of air exploded and swept across the square!

Yan Luo was swept back a few steps by this wave of air and almost flew up, he found that after the whirlpool exploded, countless gray-black air currents were overflowing, and some of the smaller shadows seemed to want to escape.

"Olympic Light!"

He emitted holy light again, and his whole person turned into a golden light human form.

Those little shadows were illuminated by the holy light, like snow meeting sunlight, and one by one they melted into nothingness.

"Hula!"

The flame burned, and the flame suddenly grew larger.

The fire is in full bloom.

Now the sky of Pangea Continent is often shrouded in clouds, and even during the day, the sky and the earth are gloomy and gray, and now, the fire of the fire is expanding, and the light emitted actually makes the dark clouds covering the royal city dissipate, and the bright sun shines down, gilding this most magnificent city of the human race with a layer of brilliant gold, and the people on the street look at the sky in amazement.

Sun!

Since more than 100 years ago, the Xuanyuan Human Emperor disappeared, and no new Human Emperor appeared, and the darkness began to attack mankind at night, after the beginning of the Dark Age, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sun never appeared in the daytime again.

Many people burst into tears when they looked at the golden sun and felt the warmth of the light shining on their bodies.

"Today, I not only got Kunpeng meat, but I also saw the sun! What a joy! ”

"Is the dark age coming to an end?"

"It's the flames, the light of the fire, that dispelled the clouds!"

Someone opened their arms as if to embrace the light and silently wished:

"Praise the sun!"

There are also people who praise the flame that disperses the dark clouds, and they bow their heads and hold their hands in front of them and silently chant the hymn:

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and the human race lives forever."

Inside the palace of the royal city - the palace is actually a stone house, a person walks out of the house and looks up at the sky, this person is wearing a yellow hooded cloak, there is no skin exposed on the top and bottom of the body, and even when he raises his head, the sun shines on his face and is blocked by a thick shadow - to put it mildly, this guy is very similar to Tyrell in Diablo and Storm Heroes.

The King of Yellow.

In this era, there is no emperor, only "king", this is the king of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor tribe.

The tribe handed down by the Yandi Shennong clan in the south, the current king wears red clothes that represent the flame, and at the same time, the Yandi tribe worships the flame, and has a primitive religious concept similar to "Zoroastrianism", and the king's other identity is the archmage of "worshipping the flame sect", so the name is not the king of red, but the "red-clothed mage".

The northern Taihao tribe, passed down by the ancient emperor of Fuxi, is respected by purple, this generation of the king is a female aunt, as for the real age, I don't know how old it is, and is affectionately called "purple mother" by the people of the tribe.

The Shaohao Department, located on the coast of the East China Sea, advocates the green color that represents nature, and their king wears a huge green hat on his head, called the "Green Hat King".

The King of Yellow, the Red Mask Mage, the Purple Mother and the Green Hat King are currently the four kings of the human race in the Pangu Continent - compared with the ancient human emperors Fuxi, Suiren, Youchao, Shennong, what emperor, salary king, Chaohuang, Yandi, etc., they are far inferior in momentum.