Chapter 330: The Divine War in Memory
When Lin Qin'er spoke, Zhao Shu's brows furrowed even more, and there was a bit of contemplation in his eyes: "Has the Protoss disappeared?, I've heard that the Protoss was sealed in the ruins by Fuxi, I don't know if it's true or not?"
When Lin Qin'er heard Zhao Shu's words, she pondered slightly and said: "I heard that Xuannu mentioned Fuxi, and there was some jealousy in her expression, but she didn't understand the specific reason, but there was a few words in the classics, saying that this Fuxi created the innate gossip, and since that time, the legends of the Protoss have gradually decreased, and the human race has become more and more prosperous." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Speaking of this, Lin Qin'er's brows frowned slightly: "Xuannu said that Guiru is the tomb of the gods, which seems to be related to ancient Kunlun, and the remaining gods wanted to find Guiru, but they didn't find it, which made this legend even more ethereal." ”
"Yes!"
Zhao Shu nodded, and also had a general impression of the Protoss in his heart, so he didn't ask anymore at the moment, but Lin Qin'er hesitated a little and said: "Your Majesty, the appearance of the Khan God is afraid that it is an opportunity generated after the change of heaven and earth, will it cause a chain reaction and lead out all the disappeared gods?"
"It doesn't matter, since the gods have disappeared, they will reappear, and there is nothing to be afraid of, although the power of this drought god is strong, but it is not invincible. Zhao Shu waved his hand and said directly.
Lin Qin'er saw that Zhao Shu's expression meant to rest, so she didn't pay attention to it anymore, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has suppressed this ancient god and demon, presumably you are tired, and the concubines will no longer bother!"
After Lin Qin'er spoke, the two concubines of the Yin family also retired one after another, and as Zhao Shu's power increased, they became more and more in awe of Zhao Shu.
After everyone left, Zhao Shu opened the nameless golden book in his hand and turned to the side that sealed the memory of the sweat god, which contained all the things of the ancients, as well as the ancient spells mastered by the sweat god.
Zhao Shu immersed his thoughts in the memory of the sweat in the book, and suddenly turned into a sweat.
Zhao Shu's mind also came to the ancient desolate world,
Zhao Shu originally wanted to explore the origin and growth of the Khan God, but at first his memory was the howling flood and enslaving countless human races.
"Could it be that the origin of these gods has been sealed?" Zhao Shu was a little solemn in his heart, and after saying secretly, his thoughts turned sharply, and his memory quickly pushed up, and a huge palace was directly revealed in front of him, in the palace was as tall as a mountain, and on both sides of the main hall stood hundreds of tall gods, the gods were indifferent, and they were full of evil spirits, and on the high platform, an emperor wearing a golden robe held a scepter looked coldly at a middle-aged man in the middle of the hall holding a gossip pattern and a thin body.
The drought god that Zhao Shu incarnated at this time was one of the hundreds of tall gods in this void, and his eyes looked at this middle-aged man, revealing a sense of kindness.
"Fuxi, are you here again? Do you want to mention your so-called equality again?"
The tall God Emperor said lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the tall God Clans around him burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of sarcasm and arrogance.
"Fuxi, you are the leader of the human race, lead the human race well, just be a slave for us obediently!"
A bald man covered in thunder and a circle of light composed of a suspended thunder ring behind his head looked at Fu Xi and laughed.
"Razor, humans are not only good slaves, but also good food, and this year we must pay tribute to 30 million Terrans!"
When Zhao Shu watched with the eyes of others, the drought suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, baring his teeth, revealing cold white teeth, and a cruel smile on his face.
Fu Xi looked at these people lightly: "We are not ready to sacrifice our own people anymore, we need to be recognized by the Protoss, gain freedom and equality, otherwise, we will rise up to resist!"
Fu Xi's words were very calm, but they revealed a will that Ling Ran could not be violated.
"Rebellion? haha"
"Haha!"
All the Protoss suddenly opened their mouths and burst into laughter, a laughter filled with sarcasm and disdain.
"We will fight the gods in the ruins of Kunlun Mountain!" Fu Xi said lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the laughter of the gods became louder.
"The ants have learned to resist, too! But when the time comes, the ants will gather together, so that we will not be caught one by one. ”
"Haha, that's good!"
The gods laughed, but the God Emperor sitting on the throne gently shook the scepter in his hand, stopped the gods' words, and said coldly: "The monkeys who only climbed in the mountains and wilderness back then actually knew that they resisted, it seems that the gods only spread mercy, and they have not shown their majesty for a long time, and they always make you monkeys forget the wrath of the gods, just return to the ruins of Kunlun Mountain, I will give you a month to let you monkeys enter Kunlun Mountain!"
When the God Emperor spoke, the scepter in his hand pointed at Fu Xi and said, "Those who dare to declare war on the gods will not be able to get out of the temple no matter what, leave your head and let your Yuan Shen go back and lead that group of monkeys!"
Fu Xi looked at the God Emperor in front of him, his tone was still extremely flat, he reached out and took out a long sword from his waist, and said to the God Emperor: "God once gave us guidance, and I am willing to follow the orders of the God Emperor." ”
As Fu Xi spoke, he reached out and cut off his head directly, and the other hand holding the gossip held up his head.
The head said lightly: "His Majesty the God Emperor hopes that you will keep your promise, and in a month, you will see you in the ruins!"
"Machine?"
"Fuxi, you actually use a machine man!"
At this time, seeing the head held in Fu Xi's hand, everyone's faces changed drastically, because there was not the slightest blood flowing out of Fu Xi's entire body, let alone the slightest breath of decay.
This made the hearts of the gods change greatly, and even the drought fish also roared, "Machine, you have evaded our detection. The disc in your hand obscures your breath!"
"This is fooling the gods, all races must be slaughtered, slaves and food must be re-chosen!"
When the gods roared, Zhao Shu's eyes looked at the God Emperor, who looked at Fu Xi and said coldly: "Good skill, I didn't expect that you monkeys can also have such a method, go ahead! The human race only has one month, and from now on, we will choose a new race." ”
After the God Emperor's words were finished, Zhao Shu no longer watched, but quickly pushed the memory of the drought fish, and with the deduction of this memory, he went directly to the Kunlun Ruins.
The whole ruins are extremely huge, it is a huge platform with a huge mountain being flattened, this platform is surprisingly large, and there are countless faint mountains floating in the surrounding heaven and earth.
Above these hills, the God Emperor and the gods stood silently, looking at the Terran army below.
Hundreds of thousands of human armies lined up, and what shocked Zhao Shu was that the lowest of these human masters were all martial artists of the Yin and Yang Realm, as well as tens of thousands of ghost and immortal masters.
Fu Xi stood quietly among these ghost immortals, looking at the top of the Protoss master.
(Yesterday I drank wine at home, I can't code the words, forgive me!) )