Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

A behemoth with a diameter of three light-years moved slowly in the gray space. It pushed out the gray fog and stirred it up. Driven by the colorful tail wings formed by countless brilliant rainbow-like light beams, it passed through Break through all the space.

Although it is slow, each movement is a long distance of one light year, and the destination of his trip is a mountainous land that stands in the gray space.

It is more than three light-years tall and is as huge as this behemoth, except that one is horizontally flat and the other is an upright cone.

But one won't move, and the other is already surging forward.

Without a trace of hesitation, this behemoth crashed into the mountain peak that stood here.

However, when it was about to hit, the colorful tail wings behind the behemoth suddenly jumped up and directly wrapped it up, turning it into a colorful armor.

And the mountain peak also had a flash of golden light, and a beam of light hit him faster than the giant.

But compared to the size of the giant creature, this beam of light is like a thin thread of spider silk. If it weren't for its brightness, it might still be hidden in the gray space.

The beam of light hit the behemoth, but in the end it was to no avail, and there was no wave at all.

In the face of the overwhelming general trend, no matter how heroic and mighty you are, you can't withstand such a devastating disaster.

Boom boom! !

The impact was not silent. The gray aura that filled the space conveyed the roar of the impact.

The impact was like the collision of several solar systems, millions of times more terrifying than Mars hitting the Earth, and one of them was flying and impacting at a speed close to the speed of light. Under such a terrifying impact, the space within dozens of light-years in this area was completely destroyed. Therefore, it was shattered, and the gray atmosphere rolled away like desert smoke swept away by a hurricane.

This is only the situation on the periphery of this impact area. At this moment, the area with a radius of ten light years centered on the impact point has become a lawless land.

All the spiritual energy was washed away by this terrible impact, which indirectly made this place lawless.

And in the more central area, where the behemoth hit the mountain peak, the mountain peak has been torn into pieces, broken into billions of "gravels", but each of these "gravels" is at least 100,000 miles in diameter.

But such "gravel" is so insignificant compared to the majesty of the mountain before it, so it is not an exaggeration to call it gravel.

It's just that the mountain peak turned into rubble, but the behemoth didn't suffer any damage at all. It just stopped flying and paused here, and the colorful armor on its body disintegrated.

It just floated here quietly, motionless, as if the impact was just an accident.

Just when everything was completely silent, a cheer erupted from the huge thing.

"I declare that the first step of the Wandering Land Plan has been successful."

A thunderous response echoed from the expression of this giant.

As the sound echoed, a little blue-purple light spot flickered and jumped on the surface of the behemoth.

"But we don't have enough energy." On the surface of the behemoth, on a tall tower that looks like a sharp angle that reaches into the sky, a group of people are discussing inside with solemn expressions.

Among them, Long Wa, whose face and figure looked young, revealed the current predicament of the human race.

"We still misestimated the energy consumed to cross space, and even more underestimated the energy of the protective barrier that would be consumed in such an impact."

"The energy we have reserved now is probably only enough for us to travel across the void for another five light-years, but the spiritual energy within ten light-years has been squeezed out by this impact, and if the resurgence of spiritual energy cannot reach here within thirty years, we are afraid that will perish here."

A middle-aged human race man with tortoiseshell eyes and blue and white robes said with a worried expression.

"High Priest, you forgot something." Long Wa reminded everyone after seeing everyone's worries after the middle-aged man reported a series of plans.

"What...oh, I understand." The worry on the face of the middle-aged man known as the high priest immediately turned to surprise.

"If we can collect the resources from the land of A, and then put them into the human oven of the land of the ancestors, we will definitely be able to refine a lot of spiritual ideas. In this way, we can jump through space again, or stay here to wait for the spiritual energy to return to the city. Okay." The high priest quickly made a deduction.

Behind him, colorful pictures appeared one after another as he spoke, as if various colors were painted on them, and then these colors moved quickly among them, forming a wonderful picture.

This is a wonderful art deduced by the high priest from the brain of the Dharma - the art of acting in the sky.

This technique is based on the mind, Dharma, and brain, and is refined into a Taoist technique called Mountains, Rivers, and Clouds. When practiced together, the two become a natal magic weapon that can more efficiently perform all things.

This magical weapon of destiny is both a weapon and a method, and it is so mysterious that it is the high priest who can stand out from the vast crowd of living beings and reach his current position.

Luo Zudu particularly admires his wisdom and talent. There are not many talents who can innovate.

Moreover, his natal magical weapon, Heavenly Art, can also be further upgraded, which is much faster and simpler than Luo Zu's Dharma Brain evolving into a spiritual energy brain. It is very suitable for promotion to those humans with mediocre qualifications.

Of course, the only one who can say that the qualifications of the prehistoric human race are mediocre is Luo Zu. Later generations of humans do not have this qualification.

When the high priest's achievements are complete, Luo Zu will accept him into the Heaven and Earth in the Pot for cultivation.

As for continuing to be placed here, Luo Zu felt uneasy.

After all, this place was opened by Ancestor Hongyun, and there are many big bosses here. In the future, it will still be the dojo of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, so it would be better for him to stay less involved.

It's the same now. Withdraw if you can, but don't leave too many clues.

So when this matter is over, he will open another world in the pot world, and then place all the human races in it, which can be regarded as an explanation to them.

As for when the right time will be, it’s actually almost here.

After they "drove" the Ancestral God Earth and began to "wander" between the fire cloud cave world and the earth, everything here was changing.

Especially after the land they named Jiayi was smashed into pieces and many creatures in it perished, the pressure on the Taishang's avatar who was confronting the heaven in this world was reduced.

Luo Zu's Zhenqi brain was also partially liberated.

So Luo Zu felt a little more relaxed.

But Luo Zu's purpose goes beyond that.

Therefore, this big ship "Ancestral God" has to move and smash through the rest of the land.

And quickly spread the rules of humanity.

The human race here is also smart. They spread the humane rules along with the tsunami of spiritual energy caused by the impact just now.

Such an act is both domineering and humane.

If there is a will, the creatures in this world who have received this message should also take the initiative to come and make friends with them, and then accept the rules of humanity.

If they are stubborn, then their righteous hammer will not let go of these stubborn people. They will definitely teach them a lesson and let them know why the flowers are so red and why you chose the road of death.

"Good, good, good."

At this moment, Luo Zu clapped his hands and laughed again.

Such behavior is not because of Huoyun Cave, but because of the tribe of Shanding Cavemen.