Chapter 3320: Nine million years

The descendants of the natural gods, regarded by his tribe as demigods, possessed powerful powers, and unified the canyon in a short period of time, but then, problems occurred with this primitive species.

They don’t know how to pay, they don’t know how to cultivate, they just blindly seek, plunder, and occupy resources from forests, canyons, and mountains. Many large beasts have gradually become extinct. After about ten years, the demigods can only bring their own tribes. Migrate and leave the land where their ancestors lived for millions of years.

On the road of migration, they discovered that the place where they once lived 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 they also encountered a powerful Kun ethnic nest. The demigod relied on his own strength to lead. The tribe has survived a lot of danger, but his tribe is still from a few thousand people, and gradually died to only more than a hundred people, and has not found a fertile land.

The demigod was angry. He felt that this was God's punishment for him and the 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 the nine suns every day, but his abilities are not enough and he doesn't know how to make Taoist weapons. His arrows are far from the sun.

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

The tribesmen chanted that the sun was shot down.

The demigod also believed that he had shot the sun, and he was so happy that he shot more arrows every day.

Because the demigods believed that they could change the world, the tribes stopped migrating. They settled next to a volcano that had been sleeping for many years. They lived through the difficult days. Every day, all the tribes watched the demigods shoot the sun.

In this way, hundreds of days passed, and only a few men and one woman remained.

They sat on the top of a hot hill, watching the demigod shoot arrows, and then a man fell.

Meng Fan and the old man with the stick were standing at another tip of the mountain.

Meng Fan raised his head and looked at the eight suns in the sky and said, "The law of light decays more and more severely. If it continues like this, it will not take long for all the suns to go out."

"Yes, this primitive civilization and this demigod will also be annihilated in the darkness." The old man with the stick said softly, neither happy nor sad.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

There are four suns left in the sky.

The rest of the suns have all decayed and lost their luster.

The earth ushered in a very comfortable temperature. Many vegetation and plants began to grow rapidly. In addition, there were many strange animals that also developed and formed their own ethnic groups. Some of the more intelligent have established tribes.

These animals are difficult to distinguish between races. Some look like ancient birds with feathers, but have the same flexible hands as humans, and some are several feet tall, like a giant elephant, but without a nose or teeth.

In this era, there is no racial distinction.

All races have no bloodline boundaries. They cross with each other and derive more weird creatures. Some creatures reproduce once in a few years, and some creatures reproduce once in a few days. Therefore, at every moment, new species are born. , Cannot be classified as race.

During the long period of flames, creatures discovered some laws, which they could not express or describe, but they knew that survival was very difficult, and most of their lifespans were not long. They could not survive, but they had to Try to pass on their blood as much as possible. This is another form of "longevity". In order to pass on their blood, they do not distinguish between races at all, and they continue to cross and reproduce, so their blood is very unstable. The offspring born most of the time are also freaks.

But Meng Fan could see that in this chaotic reproduction, there are unlimited possibilities.

It is because of random breeding and random hybridization. Among a hundred creatures, there may be ninety-nine freaks, but there is always an unusual existence, perhaps with higher wisdom, or with powerful power.

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

There is such a group. They are animals that look like wolves. They have six legs. The two front legs do not need to be used for walking. They become more flexible and can make some tools. They also have a very crude language. You can communicate with each other, and even create some meaningful symbols, which is the source of words.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan said indifferently: "It turns out that as early as the oldest era, there were language and writing, which is much earlier than the world's guess."

He could see that those wise creatures would often go to a mountain and pray to a creature shooting arrows into the sky.

The demigod has been shooting at the sun in the sky for a hundred years.

His people have long been extinct.

Meng Fan snapped his fingers.

Another hundred years have passed.

Only one sun is left in the sky.

The earth has become cold.

These nine suns are different from the sun in the heavens in the future. The heat and brightness are much weaker. Only one sun is not enough to illuminate the earth.

So many places have fallen into darkness, even in bright places, there will often be blizzards for dozens of days in a row, the vegetation begins to wither, and some ancient creatures that adapt to the heat begin to extinct.

But the demigod was still shooting arrows.

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

Some tribes began to beg him not to continue shooting arrows.

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

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

Thus, the tribes began to attack the demigods.

Thousands of warriors selected from various tribes fought against the demigods. It was a fierce battle. The powerful among these warriors possessed strength beyond the realm of gods, and they were also bizarre species created by chaotic hybridization.

The battle lasted for dozens of days. In the end, the aging demigod stood and died on the top of the mountain.

The leaders of the various tribes came to bow before the body of the demigod, and then buried him. Then, all the tribes began to celebrate the arrival of a beautiful era.

Thirty years have passed.

The last sun went out.

The whole earth fell into an endless darkness.

All tribes were frozen in panic.

The wind and snow replaced everything.

The traces of the creatures disappeared completely.

"The flame period is over." Meng Fan whispered.

The old man with the cane nodded: "Yes, Lord Heaven, the first period of the Hongmeng primordial era, the period of flames, lasted for about nine million years. At this moment, it is completely over. All the civilization and memory of this period have disappeared. However, their remains and traces are still preserved under the ice. After tens of millions of years, they were discovered by later civilizations."

"This is a gorgeous epic." Meng Fan admired everything he had just seen.