The weaker and helpless you are, the more sensitive and intense your mind becomes.

The more powerful and invincible it is, the more dull and indifferent the mind will become.

didn't summon the first machine, didn't enter the state of rage, and didn't even think about his own hand-to-hand combat system anymore, Su Xun, who came back to life through "retrospective correction", just stood there so plainly.

Poros didn't know what that time-rewinding power was all about, but it didn't matter. Even if it comes back to life, it's much weaker than before, and such an existence is just an ant pinched to death.

instantly flashed in front of Su Xun, and pressed down with a punch, even if it was just that "fist style", it should not be something that Su Xun could bear now.

The fist wind blows in the face, and it is the breath of death. Under one punch, he will be truly dead.

No one could save him, and his only comrade-in-arms, Saitama, was locked up by a casual "confinement" by Poros when he just tried to do it, and in no two or three minutes, Saitama couldn't break this confinement.

Are you going to die?

I'm going to die.

If you die, it's all over, everything is ...... I can't help it.

Whether it is Zhi'er, her mother, the human race, or her father who is far away in the wilderness, everything will not have a chance to see you again, and everything you want to protect will be broken.

Zhang Sheng gave me the twin fruit cores and handed over the burden of the human emperor to me, if he died here, he would have failed him, and he would have abandoned the future of the human race.

What should the human emperor look like......

"The Beijiang River, flowing eastward for three thousand years, dried up overnight. The sky is in the north, three thousand years to the east, and the sky is dark overnight. Whoever will be in the sky, who will be in the land. There's my son, there's my son......"

The vicissitudes of singing, at the moment of death, did there be such auditory hallucinations?

No, it doesn't seem to be.

A punch was in front of him, but Su Xun didn't pay attention at all, but raised his head with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and looked into the distance.

There's an old guy singing, he's ...... Tell me about the Terran past?

It was as if time had suddenly stopped, and the speed of thinking had surpassed time. At this moment, Su Xun saw a lot of things.

In the universe, the fruit of life and the fruit of wisdom ripen and connect, and the human race comes into being.

God created man, and Nuwa created man, and these two inherited the way of heaven and took the merits of creation and sanctification......

At the beginning of the human race, the body was weak and the wisdom was low, all the races were contemptuous and suppressed, and the saints were cold-eyed and jealous......

Step by step, the human race finally grew from the fish and meat that was slaughtered by others, and continued to grow through heroic sacrifices again and again, until one day, the human race found that the human race was no longer the human race it was at the beginning.

If you don't stop it, with the terrifying growth speed of the human race, the flood will be the world of the human race......

The jealousy of the saints has also turned into a fact, the fruit of life and the fruit of wisdom are stimulated by the power, the growth rate of the human race is too fast, as long as every human race has enough chance, then ...... Sanctification is open to all!

The saints of the human race do not need "the work of creation" to become holy......

This is the power bestowed by the fruit of wisdom......

The body of the human race will be stronger than any demon god in the Flood Desolation, and there is no bottleneck in their growth, which is the great power given by the fruit of life......

Must be deprived!

If we do not deprive ourselves of it, in the next 3,000 years, the human race will dominate the entire flood and famine, and all races will be reduced to slavery! The saint will ...... No more on top!

Because, this year's Human Emperor was already a saint when he led the human race out of the ruins of the War of Witches......

The human emperor of that session was called ...... Fuxi.

So, after the war of the witch, the war of the human famine began.

With the strength of one race, the human race resisted the attack of the flood and desolation tribes.

Witch Clan, Demon Clan, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Qilin Clan, Demon Clan, God Clan, Ghost Clan......

Dadu, the capital of the human race, the city wall as high as 10,000 zhang, the city wall that stretches for thousands of kilometers is broken, the corpses piled up from the city wall to the Beibi Mountain into a plain, nearly 100 billion human races have returned from all over the flood and wilderness, and they have defended the capital for ten years, and finally there are still one billion women left......

Above the capital, the human emperor was in tears and blood, staring coldly at the saints in the sky, looking at these people who launched the final battle.

"You will regret it, what belongs to the Terrans, no one has ever been able to snatch it. ”

"If you want to blame, you can only blame Tiandao. Such a detached race as the Terrans should not have appeared. ”

The person who answered was "God", and God was more proactive than Nuwa's choice of silence and non-attendance for this war, and even this war was planned and organized by him......

"Oh, interracial survival is true. You live or die, become a king or lose a villain, nothing more than that. In this battle, the Terrans lost, I admit it. But...... If you want to destroy the human race, it is impossible!

I know that after today, whether or not the fruit of life and wisdom can be used by you, you will deprive it of the Terrans.

But even if the human race has no fruit of life, even if there is no fruit of wisdom, the human race is still a human race, a race that all your races will eventually look up to!

One day, the human race will return to the flood wilderness! At that time, all the races will truly tremble!"

At this end, the Emperor of Man no longer spoke to the saints. Just before the saints gave the order for a general attack, and they were about to break through the capital, the Emperor of the People moved.

The sword finger tapped between the eyebrows, and a wonderful pattern appeared under the foot, the pattern was not big, only a meter wide, and the lines on it were fine, so it was said that it was completely impossible to see what was drawn. But if you look closely, you can see that it is engraved with the history of the human race.

From the beginning of the birth of the Terran to the struggle of the Terran to the present, every frame of the history of the Terran Race.

In the flood wilderness, this place where the view of time is indifferent. There has never been a race that is so obsessed with history as the Terrans, and there has never been a race that has always remembered history and inherited the ......

The human emperor personality appeared, and in the face of the overwhelming attack of all races and saints, the shield of most of the capital was crumbling, but the human emperor was indifferent.

He gathered most of the remnants of the human race in the capital, based on his own flesh and blood, and built a large hall with the human emperor as the core...... Temple of Reincarnation.

One billion women entered the reincarnation hall weakly, and tens of thousands of years passed in a flash, and finally became hundreds of millions of troops in the reincarnation hall.

Eventually, the North King obtained the twin kernels in the River of Destiny.

In the end, the last human emperor Fuxi was reincarnated.

In the end, the Terrans counterattacked the flood famine, and the second flood war began.

In the end, the Terrans were defeated, and the era of Bai Yujing and the Tower of Babel began.

In the end, the person you choose is me......

"The person they chose was me. ”

The punch was already next to his head, but Su Xun said this to Poros......