Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

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The thick and heavy blood dripped on the ground and immediately turned into tiny insects.

The whitened fingertips were wiped across the bluish corners of the mouth. When the blood stained the fingers, they turned into small insects. They twisted and fluttered between the two fingers, and even wanted to bite the flesh of the fingers.

It's just that the skin of the fingers is so strong and tight that this little bug can't even bite through the skin, and it can't even cut off a single hair.

spit.

A mouthful of spit mixed with blood was spat out.

"You are a bad person." The young man's face was green and his body was in tatters like a beggar, but the scowl on his face was as high as the mountains and deeper than the sea.

And standing in front of him was a big man with broad shoulders, naked to the waist, but with a red ribbon around his waist. This was not an ordinary thing, but also a magic weapon.

"It's good if you can kill people, what do you think?" The big man sneered and then looked at the sky.

There is a person standing in the sky, wearing a scarlet robe, bright red eyes, a rainbow piercing the sun, and a sword flashing.

"Where is the treasure left by the God of War?" The red robe looked down at the young man.

"Humph." The young man just snorted and ignored her.

"Then kill him." Hongpao said coldly.

"Okay." The big man said with a ferocious smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the young man's mouth, eyes, ears, and wounds all over his body were all filled with dark, sticky blood.

The blood gurgled out and turned into a dense sea of ​​insects, which first enveloped the young man, making him unable to move or even cry out in pain.

"Dead." The big man was shocked when he looked at the young man who was surrounded by the sea of ​​insects and unable to move.

He quickly took action, blowing out a strong wind, which turned into silk threads, and actually picked up the densely packed insects one by one, and lifted them into the air, revealing their corpses covered in cyan mucus.

"You die so quickly."

"Not even a true immortal, you can drown him with just a spit of spit."

Another person suddenly emerged from the void, holding a man and a woman in his hands.

"Ning Hao, Qin Molong escaped?" Hongpao looked at this man.

"Can't keep it."

"This group of people only captured three, killed seven, and there are nine left." Hongpao said again.

"Where is that seal?" the big man asked.

"The people from Wu Zang Dao have been brought back, can you stop them?" the new man asked.

Naturally, the big man could only shake his head. That was the Five Zang Dao Sect, the leader of the seven righteous schools in the world.

Although there are powerful forces behind them, it can be said that they are not small, but how can they compare with the Five Zang Dao Sect.

Moreover, the one who came was the True Immortal Elder of the Five Zang Dao Sect, and only Hongpao was able to fight with him.

"The God of War's treasure has disappeared. We must not just withdraw it and let people search the sky and the earth to find it." Hongpao said calmly.

"We must capture Ning Hao and Qin Molong. The Martial God's legacy will definitely fall on them."

"it is good."

The big man nodded.

Then the red robe turned into a colorful ray of light, and the electricity shot out.

The remaining two people also looked at each other in confusion: "Can you tell which Taoist sect you are from?"

"Unrecognizable."

"With such murderous intent, he must be a member of the Demon Sect." The big man guessed.

"How can he be a member of the Demon Sect if he can use swordsmanship well? He must be the new member of the Sword Sect." Another man replied.

"No matter what, it's not easy to offend, so let's just retreat."

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared without a trace.

"Running so fast." The man shook his head.

Then he disappeared.

The two men disappeared, and then there were balls of clear light emerging from the ground and pouring into the young man's corpse on the ground.

The corpse trembled, and then puffs of hot breath came out of his mouth.

"Alive, alive, Ning Hao, Qin Molong, thank you." The young man lay on the ground, breathing in the fresh air, and whispered softly.

Then he turned his head and saw two corpses lying on one side.

That man and woman were really dead, their souls had been taken away to the Nine Netherworlds, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

A trace of sadness flashed in the young man's eyes, and tears were already welling up in his eyes.

But in the end, he took it back into his eyes without leaking out.

How can I cry at this meeting? I have to run away.

Only by escaping will they have a chance to come back in the future and get back everything that belongs to them.

I remember back then, eighteen of them were invited by Qin Molong to gather under the Martial God Tower.

Then break into the Martial God Realm and witness all the mysterious realms of the Martial God Realm.

It seems that I can sigh that my life is not in vain. After all kinds of experiences at that time, everyone supported each other, overcame many difficulties, and also formed a deep friendship.

It's a pity that it has disappeared now.

Some of them were motivated by self-interest and reported the matter to the public about the treasure left behind by the God of War. This led to their disaster.

When the disaster struck, the nineteen of them had no choice but to fly away separately, but the traitor did not allow them a chance to escape, and finally the situation ended up like this.

"Why bother? Why are there always so many problems?"

He finally turned over and stood up, then spit out a luminous bead from his mouth, spit it out, and illuminated his whole body, washing away the mud and dirt all over his body.

"You're awake."

Just when he stood up, the two corpses of a man and a woman across from him suddenly spoke.

"you?"

He watched in amazement as their faces smiled like candle wax, revealing the faces of the two big men just now.

"But it's so hard for us to wait."

"It's only ten breaths."

"Young people today are very impatient and understanding."

The two of them slowly stood up from the ground, took off their cumbersome clothes, and then walked in front of him.

"you……"

He was overwhelmed by darkness.

……

This scene happened everywhere. The news of the birth of the Martial God's treasure spread throughout the world in a short period of time, and the news that the "three outstanding young people" of the human race had obtained this treasure was also very popular.

Among them, Ning Hao and Qin Molong had no backers and were wanted to kill them, while Yin had the Five Zang Dao Sect behind them, so they were protected.

As for the others, they scattered and fled in pieces.

Originally, the "Three Outstanding Young Men" had been dormant for several years, and everyone should "forget" this matter, but then there were rumors: If you get the treasure left by the God of War, you will get the world of the God of War.

Of course, such news is also accompanied by rumors of the Golden Body of the God of War, saying that the Golden Body of the God of War holds a great secret and can be inherited by the God of War.

In short, the viciousness of the news shows the intentions of the people who spread it.

"Oh, it's me, forget it." Luo Zu brushed away the mist and water mirror in front of him and put away his magical power.

However, these news are not actually rumors. The Golden Body of the Martial God can indeed be inherited by the Martial God, but it is only the ancient breathing method...

The Martial God's legacy can indeed control the Martial God world, but the Martial God's legacy will not listen to anyone other than the "Martial God".

Who is the God of War? Luo Zu.

Moreover, the Martial God Realm was originally created by Luo Zu, and Luo Zu's spiritual thoughts had already covered it. He could only have the final say in this Martial God Realm.

But the calamity has come, and the calamity aura is filling the Martial God Realm. Luo Zu can't take over the Martial God Realm now, lest he be dragged into this catastrophe in the human world. This is very bad.

Moreover, he only wanted to use the hands of the "protagonist" of the human race to refine the Seal of Ten Thousand Dharma, and had no intention of personally cultivating this natural magic weapon.