Chapter 466

The little emperor aroused his curiosity. Wang Zheng couldn't help looking at the big prophet in front of him. He looked like a bad old man, but his momentum was like a mountain. The strangest thing was that he didn't open his eyes at all, just like a blind man.

"Mr. Wang Zheng, I've been waiting for you for thousands of years. When I saw you today, I finally didn't feel sorry for the mission of the previous nation." when the great prophet spoke, he suddenly opened his eyes. For a moment, Wang Zheng seemed to be hit by lightning. The whole person stood in place and trembled.

Starry sky, the eyes of the great prophet are actually two starry skies, and they are very huge. Wang Zheng just looked at them and felt that his soul would be sucked in. No wonder the great prophet doesn't open his eyes at ordinary times. Who can bear such terrible pupil power.

Wang Zheng lowered his head to avoid the eyes of the great prophet. The great prophet smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't opened my eyes for a hundred years, and I haven't controlled my pupils for a while."

"Take the liberty to ask, are you guigeng now?" Wang Zheng heard him say that he had been waiting for himself for thousands of years. Isn't this great prophet a thousand year old demon? At present, Wang Zheng has not heard of anyone who can live for a thousand years. The eldest hidden elders of Yuan Meng generation are only 400 years old. They are almost ashes. They need to be hung by Shouyuan pill. Millennium? This is really scary.

The great prophet smiled and said calmly, "I've been moved in my room. It's meaningless to calculate time in the universe!"

The words of the great prophet scared Wang Zheng half to death. Together with the great prophet, he isolated the room and created a small universe here?

Time is suspended in the universe, so there is no so-called passage of time at all, but even the Jade Emperor Yan Luo can't create the universe. It has nothing to do with cultivation, but creating the universe has exceeded the scope of power. This is a kind of power and a symbol of power. Wang Zheng knows that only the will of heaven, earth and man can create the universe.

Seeing Wang Zheng's frightened expression, the great prophet shook his head and weakly waved his hands and said, "don't get me wrong, Mr. Wang Zheng. Old man can't create a universe. I just happened to get a strange treasure that can seal up a pseudo universe. If the universe were real, old man wouldn't be like this."

Wang Zheng felt a little better when he saw that the great prophet was withered. If the universe was real, let alone thousands of years, there would be no reduction in longevity as long as the universe did not die, but now it seems that the great prophet is about to die.

"I don't know what the great prophet wants me to do here?" although the great prophet looked about to hang up, Wang Zheng really didn't dare to be presumptuous. Who knows if this old thing has other means. Although this room is a pseudo universe sealed by Qibao, not everyone can use Qibao that can seal the pseudo universe. At least he thinks he doesn't have this ability now.

The great prophet was silent for a long time before he said, "before speaking, let me introduce you to the history of our nation."

"The Qi of origin created the world. When the three thousand world was just born, the intelligent race born in addition to wild animals, mountains and plants was called the pre nation."

In a word, Wang Zheng has stayed where he is. Is the race just born in the world? This first nation is too terrible, but there is no simple race born in nature. Although Wang Zheng has not seen it, the little emperor once mentioned that the throne of the divine emperor itself is for the congenital race, but unfortunately, the congenital race was soon extinct because of fertility, so the divine emperor slowly began to be inherited by other races.

"I thought Chi was the last remnant of the innate race, but I didn't expect there were so many here!" the little emperor looked at the great prophet and said with emotion. He didn't know what he was thinking now.

The great prophet did not feel the existence of the little emperor and continued to talk to Wang Zheng about the history of his ancestors.

"The ancestors lived comfortably in the initial world, but one day an ancestor left that world, and then disaster came."

Wang Zheng frowned and looked puzzled waiting for the follow-up of the story. After all, there are no dangerous creatures in the three thousand world. The first nation is the most advanced creature. How can there be disaster unless

"The first group of ancestors who left were stained with the spirit of ending and began to become full of destructive desire. The world we live in has also suffered great destruction because of them. A large number of ancestors have been destroyed. The remaining ancestors have to leave their homes and look for a place to live."

Wang Zheng sighed with emotion. He didn't expect that the destruction of his ancestors was also due to the gas of termination. However, the great prophet said that if he was contaminated with the gas of termination, he would be full of destructive desire, which makes Wang Zheng really puzzling. After all, he had also been exposed to the gas of termination and was not full of destructive desire.

"We continue to migrate and look for a world suitable for our survival. As a result, a large number of compatriots die on the road, because we are an inborn race and have no fertility. In the end, the first nation does not exist."

"A hundred don't keep one?" Wang Zheng showed a strange look on his face. When he came here just now, there were at least a thousand people of the first nation. A thousand people were born with a race, which is a considerable base.

It seems to understand Wang Zheng's doubts. The great prophet continued: "before an era, the remaining ancestors found that there was a certain chance that they would give birth to ancestors by sending their own blood essence to organisms, but these ancestors would lose their innate racial talent, but they would be stronger than other creatures."

Wang Zheng nodded thoughtfully. Everything in the world is fair. He gave the first nation the opportunity to continue. Naturally, he will deprive some abilities. Otherwise, it would be terrible to create a group of congenital races.

"I'm afraid I'm the only one who exists in the world."

The words of the great prophet did not surprise Wang Zheng. After all, the ancestors outside did not bring much oppression to themselves.

"Today is also the end of my life. I lived in this pseudo universe for thousands of years to wait for your emergence. For thousands of years, I predicted that a new generation of God Emperor would appear in this world, so I brought my ancestors to this universe and just found that such a broken world was attached to the earth. I divided these worlds and made the pressure of destruction When you show up. "

Wang Zheng looked at the great prophet calmly. It's really not easy for a congenital race to live up to now. You know, a congenital race is definitely rarer than a panda.

"Wang Zheng, I will use my last strength to predict the future. After my death, I hope you can help me settle the survivors of these former nationalities."

Wang Zheng nodded. The prophecy of the great prophet is definitely a timely help to himself. At least he can know how long the gas of the end will come to this world.

"Please go out first. My last hospital is hidden in this pseudo universe. It is predicted that this pseudo universe will collapse for the last time."

Although Wang Zheng is greedy for the pseudo universe, he still knows himself very well. Even if he gives it to him, he can't use it. This is not the spirit of the astrolabe, which can be suppressed by the little emperor.

When Wang Zheng left the hut, the two middle-aged people who picked him up were already waiting at the door.