My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

"The great emperor went to Nuwa Mountain, and is undergoing his last life."

In the cafeteria, the small speaker at this time yelled, pulling Fu Qingjun who was eating, "Brother Fu, Brother Fu, is the era of the Great Emperor also falling?"

...

Familiar voices came from around.

Fu Qingjun looked calm, "So, Isaac, what are you going to do next?"

He is not afraid of wasting time.

It is also good to reincarnate several times.

After all, every time he travels back, the souls of the whole world are superimposed, and the common people, superimposed like him and the multidimensional saints of the three masters, their aptitude increases wildly.

After all, this was also the benefit of the whirlpool country back then.

The souls are superimposed, and the entire nation is a terrifying monster with saint qualifications.

"As for the group of people who went to the Jiaxia era..."

Fu Qingjun squinted his eyes, looked at the big and small Leiyin Temple over there, observed the situation,

"They are still developing in an orderly manner, and there is no rush... This time, the Jiaxia era is the front line. It is necessary to save Jiaxia and even seize the law."

...

"I am back again."

Isaac opened his eyes, dripping with cold sweat.

He looked at everything familiar around him, and sighed, "I already know the opponent's strength and the difference from us. Our path is wrong. It's wrong for us to take the ancient path!"

He also discovered that the other party was at the sixth level of the first dimension, and he directly obtained the law and broke through the seventh level.

And his sixth level has superimposed countless dimensions, and he is only climbing the sixth level of combat power. No matter how strong the sixth level is, it is difficult to beat the seventh level...

"So, is this a dead end?" He sighed, unable to think of a way.

Unless you find a real seventh-level saint, become a believer, and break through with the help of laws.

But...

Even if he wants to find,

Can't find it either.

Suddenly, he frowned, "Since I can't solve it by myself, then I can ask sentient beings to help..."

Since it was all over again, he was a little more courageous.

Soon, he found the six princes Jiang Yang, Ziying, and Mo Luo, and told them all about them.

Everyone was surprised, but fell silent again.

"This must be the God of the Night Banquet of Gods and Demons who opened an exclusive time tunnel just for you." They were very envious. "The price must be very high. After all, it is already very troublesome to open a passage and let us travel through prehistoric times."

Although everyone was excited, they also began to sort out the future.

"According to what you said, the other party has mastered the rules? It's a seventh-level powerhouse, aren't you an opponent? It's the energy level, can't you compare to the other party?" Jiang Yang said.

Isaac thought for a while, "The energy level is not much different from mine. I guess it is similar to the energy level of a 100-dimensional saint."

"Is it so exaggerated? It's only one-dimensional, and after breaking through the seventh level, it's almost the same as the energy of a hundred-dimensional saint?" Ziying said: "That is to say, if you cultivate to a hundred-dimensional, the energy level can keep up with the opponent ?”

"That's it!" Isaac had obviously thought about it, "At first I thought this was the way to win, but the opponent has mastered the 'rules', which should be the rules of light. The energy waves he emits surpass the The speed of light is countless times, and it can hit me in an instant."

rule.

Everyone's heart moved.

Distorting the rules of the universe, cultivating the parameters of the universe, which violates common sense... How can you survive this?

"According to you, there is indeed a huge gap between level six and level seven." Jiang Yang thought for a while and said, "We still have to find a way to beat them. Since the difference in energy level is not big, we still have a chance of."

Everyone nodded.

At this time, Ziying next to him suddenly frowned and said with a smile, "I don't think it's necessary to fight head-on."

"Why?"

Everyone turned around.

"The reason is very simple. The other party is obviously a small soldier. He found that we broke through the sixth-level civilization, and came to incorporate us and assimilate us into their slaves or subjects. We killed this, and what happened next? We have to keep going back, one after another. Challenge the opponent? Kill all the way up?"

Ziying said: "I think this road is very difficult. Although time travels to the past, no matter how strong the enemy is in theory, it can be grinded to death, but it is too hard."

"Then what are you going to do?" Jiang Yang asked.

Compared with the decision-making of a big country, although Jiang Yang is smart, he is only from a family of rivers and lakes.

As for Ziying, who came from the royal family, he has been familiar with the art of war and national policy since he was a child, and he has a big picture and strategy in this regard.

Ziying said: "You study the path of resistance. In my opinion, it is better to study the path of pretending to be infected by the blood of the gods."

"Isaac, you said that if you are strong enough, the other party will not infect the common people, but infect you, the world tree, and let you infect the common people."

"Why not, research how you can resist the opponent's blood poison, pretend to be infected by the opponent, be marked as a slave, and then remain free."

Everyone was shocked.

To be infected by the blood of the gods is to be marked as a slave.

Before traveling back to the prehistoric fog, those dark titans infected by the fog were imprinted with their thoughts, even if they died, they would resurrect their masters, and they would never be able to betray...

But right now, this is a good way.

"It feels like there is very little hope." Mo Luo rested his chin.

"There's not much hope of a head-to-head encounter on the other side, is there?" Ziying said: "Isaac, you can still concentrate on practicing, this time try to reach the 40th dimension, and we are responsible for researching targeted antidotes. "

"Under normal circumstances, this is almost impossible, but if you know the future and know the ingredients of his divine blood infection, it is possible for us to make a targeted camouflage."

Everyone got serious.

Soon, time flies by.

The planet of Shushan is 12,000 years old.

The potion for detoxifying the blood of the gods has not been researched, and Isaac has reached the height of 42-dimensional. They chose not to expose, and died as hard as before.

Fourth reincarnation...

Fifth reincarnation...

They continue to use their previous experience to conduct methodical analysis and research.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qingjun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "My time vortex country is also on the right track, just like Jiaxia back then, constantly reincarnating and defeating the enemy."

Okay.

In the past era, Jiaxia held a spear, reincarnated like this, and developed the era.

In this era, it is my turn to hold the ancient ship, and I will reincarnate in this way to develop the era.

"One person develops one part." He calmed down, "This world is too terrifying. If you can't read the file, the possibility of being killed alive and becoming a slave in ordinary civilization is almost 100%. It is really a strict class and a high-ranking saint. People, kill all new seedlings."

The ninth reincarnation is already a civilization of more than 100,000 years old.

"Finally, it worked."

Isaac was ecstatic, "In this way, I can try to pretend to be defeated, see the other party's civilization, how to enslave and dispose of us, and take a look at the world outside this era."