Chapter 1087

Qin Mu turned into Mu Qing's face and walked on the Milky way faster and faster.

At the most magnificent time of the Longhan era, it began to go downhill.

He looked down, but saw that there were many gods in the yuan realm below, and the powerful demigods knocked down the statues of the ancient gods.

Those huge statues are symbols of the power and power of ancient gods. They are tall and towering. Some are carved directly from the whole sacred mountain, while others collect gold and iron, which are extremely extravagant.

In previous years, people of all nationalities often came to offer sacrifices and worship, offering jewelry and children, offering sacrifices to the ancient god who was in charge of power, praying for good weather, and praying that heaven would not bring disasters.

This time, the ancient gods went away and left the heaven. The power of the heaven was hollow. The demigods took advantage of the situation to rise and steal power. The ancient gods became the old gods. Naturally, their statues would be pushed down and their altars would be broken.

However, Qin Mu also saw that after the powerful demigods destroyed the statues and altars of ancient gods, they enslaved the Li people and thousands of people to work hard, and built new altars in situ.

On the new altar, the statues of powerful demigods were erected.

Qin Mu unknowingly walked down the river of heaven, getting closer and closer to the mortal world. Looking around, there were situations of breaking down the old gods and establishing new gods everywhere. Li people and all families were still enslaved, or life was worse than death.

Those emerging gods who hold power are jubilant, celebrating their victory and ascendancy, enjoying the beauties and delicacies offered by the people, surrounded by a mountain of treasures.

They drank in the wine pool and meat forest, laughed loudly, and were very happy.

At the foot of their great bodies, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of ordinary people were crawling, trembling, deeply buried, kowtowing like garlic.

"Ah, this is mortal."

Qin Mu woke up at this time. He used to walk on the Tianhe river. He walked too high and looked too far. He didn't see the sentient beings in the yuan world.

Ah, this is mortal.

He just woke up to this point. Yes, this is the mortal world. People have not only not broken the gods in their hearts, nor the gods in the temple, nor the new gods and old gods who are high above.

Power has been released from the cage, and it is difficult to be caged again.

Servility is called out, and it is difficult for the waist and knees to straighten up again.

Why has the emperor of heaven been eradicated and the rule of ancient gods been overthrown, but people's lives have not changed, or are they as numb as before?

Why have the old gods left the world, but a group of new gods have been born?

Shouldn't all this be changed?

Has this dragon Han revolution nothing to do with mortals?

"Yes, this dragon Han revolution is far from successful. What it changes is only the emperor of heaven and the ancient gods. It only changes the original ruling class and replaces it with a new group of rulers. The Dragon Han revolution is false and hypocritical."

He was a little confused and murmured, "Yun Tianzun, do you see? Don't live too high and too far, too high and too far, you won't see the suffering of all sentient beings, too high and too far, you will lose the driving force to move forward, too high and too far, and you will forget your original heart and original heart."

He walked among the towering sacred mountains in the Yuan Dynasty, looking at the demigods who were warmly celebrating, and watching all sentient beings suffer as before.

From Longhan to chiming, from Shanghuang to kaihuang, and then to Yankang, the goal of this generation of people with lofty ideals is not personal power and status, not personal desire and wealth, but the most simple belief, breaking the God in the heart and the God in the temple.

Night fell, and the curtain of night opened, covering the yuan realm.

His mind is agitated, he lights up at night, and his heart has a strange feeling, like the water of the Milky way.

He is like a pedestrian carrying a lantern into the ancient dark history, looking for the footprints left by the ancestors in the dark, looking for their spirit like a candle in the dark night.

It is a kind of spirit imprinted in the blood of ordinary people, simple but exciting, which makes people burst into tears and blood boil when they touch it.

Their simple and simple spirit is deeply branded in the dark sky of history.

When pedestrians in the future walk into the dark history with lanterns, the lights illuminate the darkness, and their spirit shines like stars, inspiring future generations.

Qin Mu didn't stop. In the dark came the long roar of ancient gods and demons, and the sacred mountains in the distance were like huge beasts crawling in the dark.

In the dark, the demigod God only found it and shouted, "Mu Tianzun -"

Qin Mu was stunned, and then he realized that he was still Mu Qing.

He avoided the demigods who tried to hunt him, changed his form, and made himself look like a demigod.

He moved from night to dawn, and from day to night, gradually approaching the Terran territory.

This morning, he came to the Terran territory in the Longhan era, and the sun poured down on his dusty face.

He smiled and saw people farming in the farmland and the village not far away. Some magical people were teaching children how to open the God's hide and become martial artists.

In the distance, there are also Terran cities. The industrious caravans have begun to set out, planning to rush to nearby cities of other acquired races to trade goods.

There is peace here, smoke from cooking rises in the village, and people live and work in peace and contentment.

Qin Mu put away the lanterns and walked forward with a smile facing the rising sun.

Suddenly, the sky was turbulent, and people looked up in panic and stared at the sky.

Qin Mu looked up and saw the leaning Tianhe river like a huge white Python hanging in the sky, shaking violently and falling to the yuan realm!

"The geographical trend of Tianhe has changed..."

Qin Mu was at a loss. The Tianhe River originally flowed from the xuandu to the quadrupole, and then from the East polar to the yuan realm. After passing through the Tianting, it entered the sky of the yuan realm.

Many tributaries of the river run through many heavens in the yuan realm, and then flow out of these heavens and converge.

This river, which runs through the universe, drifts through the sky of the yuan realm, cuts into the Youdu and turns into the Styx River, and flows into Guixu.

Now, the rise of Tianting has changed the trend of Tianhe!

Tianhe falls from the sky and is about to fall to the earth.

The Tianhe flowing on the ground is the Yongjiang river of later generations!

But the fall of the Tianhe River, I'm afraid it will cause disaster to the people living here!

A flood sweeping the world will wash everything here!

Without thinking, Qin Mu burst out, his body became bigger and bigger, suddenly turned into three heads and six arms, ten thousand feet of muscles, jumped up in the air, and greeted the falling Tianhe!

Boom!

The Tianhe fell on him, and the boundless force pressed on his shoulder. Qin Mu's vitality was blooming, and his vitality was enveloped in the Tianhe for thousands of miles, trying to prevent this Tianhe from falling.

However, Tianhe, which was confined between heaven and earth, lost its confinement. All the weight pressed him down, making his bones bang, bending his spine, and pressing his body down to the ground.

Qin Mu screamed, his muscles under his skin were expanding, and his big tendons were tighter. His six arms held up the Milky way, like a giant carrying the sky, and his skin exploded bit by bit.

Suddenly, on the Terran territory, a statue of the Terran gods rushed to the sky, each holding up a section of the Milky way, and their rising figures were like streamers.

Qin Mu's pressure was greatly reduced, but even the gods and men of the human race could not bear the weight of the Tianhe River, which was still pressing them to fall to the earth of the yuan realm.

Finally, Qin Mu's feet fell to the ground, and his feet fell deeply into the ground, shouting at those who looked silly, "go away -"