Chapter 3210

The descendants of the natural gods, regarded as demigods by his tribe, had great power and unified the canyon in a short time. But then, the primitive species had problems.

They don't know how to pay and can't cultivate. They just blindly ask for, plunder and occupy resources from forests, valleys and mountains. Many large wild animals are gradually extinct. After about ten years or so, demigods can only take their own tribes and leave the land where their ancestors have lived for millions of years.

On the way of migration, they found that the place they had lived in was a piece of fertile soil and how precious it was. When they walked out of the mountains and rivers, they saw coke everywhere and met the powerful nest of the Kun nationality. Demigod led the tribe through many dangers by relying on his own strength. However, his tribe was still from thousands of people, and gradually died to more than 100 people No fertile land was found.

The demigod was angry. He thought it was a punishment from heaven for him and his tribe. God wanted them to perish. Seeing the coke everywhere, he cursed the nine suns in the sky, and then made a bow to shoot down the sun.

He shoots hundreds of arrows at nine suns every day, but his ability is not enough and he doesn't know how to make Taoist tools. His arrows can't reach the sun far away.

One day, suddenly, a sun lost its luster and disappeared in the sky.

The people of the tribe praise that the demigods have shot down the sun.

Demigod also believed that he had shot down the sun. He was elated and encouraged. He shot more arrows every day.

Because demigods believe that they can change heaven and earth, the tribe no longer migrates. They live by a volcano that has been sleeping for many years. Every day, all the people watch demigods shoot the sun.

After another hundred days, only a few men and a woman were left.

They sat on a hot hill and watched the demigods shoot arrows. Then a man fell.

Meng fan stands on the top of another mountain with the old man walking stick.

Meng fan raised his head and looked at the Eight Suns in the sky and said, "the law of light is deteriorating more and more. If it goes on like this, it will not be long before all the Suns will be extinguished."

"Yes, this primitive civilization, and this demigod, will also be annihilated in the dark." The old man said softly, not happy or sad.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

There are four suns left in the sky.

The rest of the sun, have decayed, lost its luster.

The earth ushered in a very comfortable temperature. Many plants and plants began to grow rapidly. In addition, many strange animals also developed and formed their own ethnic groups. Some of them with higher intelligence established tribes.

Some of these animals are like ancient birds with feathers, but they have hands as flexible as human beings. Others are several feet tall, like a giant elephant, but have no nose or teeth.

There is no race in this era.

All races have no blood boundary. They cross with each other to produce more strange creatures. Some creatures reproduce once a few years, and some creatures reproduce once a few days. Therefore, new species are born every moment, which makes it impossible to classify races.

However, most of them don't want to survive for a long time because they don't know how to survive They are not divided into races at all, that is, they are constantly crossbreeding and breeding, so their blood is very unstable. Most of the time, their offspring are also freaks.

But Meng fan can see that there are infinite possibilities in this chaotic breeding.

It is because of random breeding and random hybridization. Among 100 creatures, there may be 99 monsters, but there is always an unusual existence, perhaps with higher wisdom, or with strong power.

So in just a hundred years, there will be so many strange races.

There is such a group, they are a wolf like animal, with six legs, the front two legs do not need to be used to walk, become more flexible, can make some tools, they also have very rough language, can communicate with each other, and even create some meaningful symbols, which is the source of writing.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan said faintly: "it turns out that as early as the oldest time, there was already language and writing, which is much earlier than the world guessed."

He could see that those intelligent creatures would often go to a mountain and pray to a living creature shooting an arrow into the sky.

Demigod has been shooting at the sun for a hundred years.

His people have long been extinct.

Meng fan snapped his finger.

Another hundred years have passed.

There is only one sun left in the sky.

The earth has become cold.

The nine suns are different from the sun in the future. The heat and light are much weaker. Only one sun is not enough to shine on the earth.As a result, many places have fallen into darkness. Even if it is a bright place, it often snows for dozens of days, plants and plants begin to wither, and some ancient creatures adapted to the heat begin to disappear.

But demigod is still shooting.

He seems to have fallen into a kind of paranoia, nothing but archery.

Some tribes began to pray that he would not continue archery.

Once a demigod, thought by all the tribes around him, was the God who dispelled the heat, but now all the tribes think that he is destroying the world.

But no matter how many tribes asked, demigods did not respond.

Thus, the tribes began to attack the demigods.

Thousands of soldiers selected from various tribes fought with demigods. It was a very vicious battle. Among these soldiers, the powerful existence has the strength beyond the realm of Shenyuan, and it is also a strange species created by chaotic hybridization.

The battle lasted for dozens of days. Finally, the old man, half exhausted, stood dead on the top of the mountain.

The leaders of the tribes came to kneel at the body of the demigod and buried him, and then all the tribes began to celebrate the coming of a good time.

Thirty years later.

The last sun, out.

The whole earth fell into endless darkness.

All tribes were frozen in panic.

Wind and snow replaced everything.

The trace of the living things disappeared completely.

"The flame is over." Meng fan whispered.

The old man nodded: "yes, Lord Tianwang, the first period of the Hongmeng Taichu period, the flame period, lasted for about nine million years. At this moment, it is completely over. All the civilizations and memories of this period have disappeared, but their remains and traces are still preserved under the ice. After tens of millions of years, they were discovered by later civilizations."

"It's a gorgeous epic." Meng fan praised what he had just seen.

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