Chapter 3318: Genesis

"How many things from ancient to modern times are in the process of laughing."

Meng Fan walked in the picturesque illusion, facing several old men in large white robes, their eyes were full of light, and their voices seemed to be eulogy from ancient times.

"Lord Heaven, it is a great honor to see you." Several old men bowed and saluted. "Your existence has surpassed the ode of time and the confinement of space."

Meng Fan looked at the old men blankly, and said lightly: "I'm here to take away the last secret and history of the universe."

"Of course, of course. The poet civilization is responsible for recording all the history from ancient times to the present. Here, you can complement your'Tao'. According to the truth, we need to stop you, but we can't. Thousands of poets besieged Lord Heaven. It was a complete defeat, what can we do?"

Several old men stepped aside.

The mist of the picturesque illusion dissipated, revealing a small gravel path. At the end of the path is a grand and elegant pavilion. The pavilion is six stories high. There is no decoration on the outside, but it looks very huge.

"Here is stored here, from the Hongmeng primordial era to today's all history. An era is one floor. It only depends on how many floors the Lord Tianwang can climb."

Meng Fan's eyes stayed on the elders for a while, his body flashed, and he entered the first floor of the pavilion directly.

The first floor is gray.

The space here is also distorted. From the outside, the pavilions are already huge, but when you step into it, you find that the space is stacked and dense. With Meng Fan’s eyesight, it is impossible to tell how much space there is in a short time. How vast, but his eyes can almost see the end of the floor.

In the darkness, there are many bookshelves, these bookshelves are already covered with dust, there are also many spider webs, the books are under the heavy dust, without any breath being revealed.

Meng Fan picked up a book at random and opened it, but he was taken aback. The text in the book has been weathered by the years, and there is not much left, and it is quite ancient text, like a ghost drawing.

"Hongmeng Taichu Era." Meng Fan whispered.

"Yes." In the depths, a hoarse voice sounded. "In this era, all unknowns are hidden in the darkness, but a few creatures have been born. With light, darkness and light are intertwined, creating a gray age. Too many memories are buried here, waiting for the king. Your lord opens."

With the hoarse voice, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness. It was a divine king with a rickety body and looked too old to be old. He leaned on a white cane and looked at Meng Fan.

Those eyes were as dark as this pavilion.

"The dead are like this, all yesterday. Can Lord Heaven feel the struggle, confusion, confusion, and struggle of all beings in those prehistoric years?"

Boom!

The book in Meng Fan's hand suddenly released a dazzling light, and countless creatures spurted out of it. Those creatures were extremely primitive and ancient. They lived in the chaos, sinking and rising, looking at the world blankly.

Then, one after another, the books hidden in the gloom, exploded!

Not only creatures, but also mountains, rivers, erupting volcanoes, meteorites falling from the sky, and fickle laws all filled the floor.

All the scenes have changed.

Meng Fan frowned and turned around.

The floor is gone.

He stood on a scorched land.

In the distance, you can see the volcano erupting, big magma stones falling from the sky, smashing open the earth, and some creatures with only palms screaming and running.

He raised his head.

Seeing the sky, there are nine suns shining on the earth.

Cracked ground, erupting volcano, nine suns, this is a hot world.

In the depths of the lava and rift valleys, the flames gave birth to countless natural gods of fire virtue. Among these natural gods, the strong and powerful are even comparable to the **** king, but the weak is not as good as a lamp, and the weak will soon die out. , But shortly afterwards, some natural gods who possessed the mind quickly gathered together to form a powerful flame **** to save themselves.

Meng Fan can feel the temperature that does exist here, which is several times hotter than the most scorching heat he has experienced. All beings are like living in flames. Living beings who can survive, all try their best to adapt themselves to the flames, Meng Fan The most I see are animals with big palms, deep purple all over, like hairless mice. They gnaw on charred rocks and search for seeds that have been covered in dust for a long time from the cracks in the ground. They barely live, they are very fragile, even if they are. Mortals can trample them to death with one foot, facing those powerful natural gods, they are real ants.

The Law of Light is very powerful in this age.

"This is the blazing period of Hongmeng's early days." The old man with the stick. "It is also the oldest period in the universe. Just tens of millions of years ago, there were no living creatures on the earth. Until later, the rules that flowed between the heavens and the earth, with no rules at all, formed under various coincidences. A little undetectable law, so thunder descended on the ocean, split the rocks, and gave birth to some ancient natural gods.

However, the thunderous and violent years between heaven and earth quickly passed. It was only the beginning of the flame period. After that, the law of light began to rise, and the sun was formed where the law of light was most condensed. "

The old man with the cane reached out a finger and nodded in the air.

"The period of flames has begun. An innumerable flame **** is born."

Seeing the flame gods flying all over the sky, Meng Fan said lightly: "I used to think that there was no **** king in the early days of Hongmeng Taichu."

"Yes, the development of martial arts is a long process. In this period, there is no concept of martial arts. All beings are only praying for survival or the continuation of their offspring. Without martial arts, naturally there is no realm. There is no heaven. Naturally there is no calamity. In this era, there is indeed no **** king. In fact, there is no concept of **** king until the age of creation god. Strictly speaking, Chaos Great is the first **** king. Before him, the realm did not exist. Yes, the flame gods that the Lord Heaven saw are comparable to the **** king, they are just as powerful as the **** king. They are the'monsters' born in this period when the law of light is too strong, and their life span is not long. , Often only exist for a few years, or more than ten years, and in addition to strength, in other aspects, such as spirit, comprehension, etc., they are not gods, and they are even worse than a mortal. It's hard."

"So these powerful natural gods cannot create civilization." Meng Fan reached out and grabbed a "hairless mouse" that ran over.

The mouse, who lived only by gnawing on stones, stared at Meng Fan curiously.

In his eyes, besides curiosity, there was also fear.

Meng Fan let the mouse go.

He took a step forward.

This step is directly tens of millions of miles.

He came to a lake.

However, this is a red lake, a lake formed by lava, with bursts of "puff and puff" sounds, and the lava puffed up many bubbles.

Meng Fan saw from a distance that by the lake, there was a "giant tortoise" with a body size of more than ten feet. The shell was black and integrated with the charred ground. This "giant tortoise" was actually eating magma.

Soon, Meng Fan saw that it was not a tortoise.

It's a giant beetle.

"Kun nationality." Meng Fan said.

"Yes." The old man with the stick nodded. "The Kun people are one of the oldest creatures. Moreover, today and for a long period of time afterwards, the Kun people are very powerful races. They are very good at adapting to the chaotic and disorderly world. They even challenged The authority of'God'."