My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Why didn't I believe in the light?

As a member of the Knight Order that abides by the spirit of chivalry, he naturally abides by the principles of knighthood: as warm as the sun, shining the earth with fiery blood.

"My idol is King Arthur."

He looked at the knight hero painting next to him.

That is the man who claims to be the closest to God in the martial arts in the entire Hawks history. He is the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, a near-mythical legend.

He led the Knights of the Round Table to unify the British Isles, and is the hero that all knights aspire to today.

Knight?

Fu Qingjun smiled.

As a traditional western feudal dynasty that also governed the country by martial arts, they were like the British kingdom in their own memory. They were a family of knights who managed the land, with knights, barons, viscounts, dukes...and so on.

"You are, the angel of the Mayan civilization?"

Isaac couldn't help but said.

He has mixed flavors at this time, and he doesn't know what to say anymore.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago when Nasica taught archaeology, Mayan civilization actually existed.

The experience of this scene is really magical.

A flying angel.

It turns out that the angels and demons in our Western folk and even the Bible legends exist.

Suddenly there was an indescribable pride and pride in his heart. We have gods.

"Don't be nervous."

Fu Qingjun's expression was extremely gentle.

He flapped his wings lightly and came to the window, the European-style cathedral and bell tower in the night outside the window, "Unexpectedly, the distant future generations still remember the history of our prehistoric Mayan civilization."

Isaac suddenly became excited, his hands clenched, "Remember, how could you not remember! No matter how far away the history is, we won't let us forget the heroes of our ancestors! We will lose everything if we turn our back on the history of our ancestors!"

Professor Nasika, such a respectable person, dedicated his life to archaeology, and reappeared the monuments submerged in the wind and sand of history before the world.

He has a strong hunch, which is like the beginning of a certain mythological story. The picture at this time gives him an epic atmosphere that is highly similar to the stories of those Western myths and legends.

The gods grant mortals a mission to start a legendary journey.

The legend begins like King Arthur, the ancient knight who drew up the sword in the stone and granted the kingship by the gods.

"This world is changing. According to Maya's prophecy, our world will usher in a catastrophe." Fu Qingjun looked out the window, and the western knight's heart exploded in the first sentence.

The disaster of extinction?

"A disaster that destroys the world?"

Isaac's pupils dilated, "It's like the fog after the prehistoric flood. The monsters that eat people keep appearing? The dark forbidden zone will come back to this land..."

"This is a cyclical disaster. In history, this life planet under the endless starry sky has not only appeared once. The prehistoric fog of more than 100,000 years will invade this era again."

With the narration, Isaac vaguely saw the picture hundreds of thousands of years ago.

That is a sad song of the earth.

At the intersection of time and space, the indescribable things in the mist use the common people of this planet as blood food, constantly demonizing the species of this land.

It was an extremely miserable, dark and desperate prehistoric age. There were corpses all over the ground, and hundreds of millions of people died in the mist, engulfed by darkness, and treated as blood by evil things.

He saw the heroes and martyrs, weeping, laughing sorrowfully, roaring up to the sky, and killing the monsters in the mist.

He saw the most respected Emperor Lianna, covered with blood, stubbornly marching in the mist, looking for hope in a future where there is no hope.

Isaac's heart was silently moved.

This is the greatest resistance of prehistoric mankind in the fog and darkness again and again!

Isaac's heart was agitated, and he couldn't join it. The knight's romance hidden in the blood in his bones, and the guardian knight's code, completely ascended.

"The Mayan spirit is our current dynasty, and our knights have continued and passed on to this day." Isaac's voice was low.

"The fog is approaching, this land may soon be covered by darkness."

Fu Qingjun stared at Isaac, "This time the disaster also needs someone to resist, save the owners of this land, and guard the entire common people."

Isaac seemed to be aware of something, his heart beating fiercely, thumping.

The whole person was almost occupied by the frantic heartbeat, as if losing the consciousness of thinking.

"The Yin Ruins in the East have revived their ancient civilization. Nuwa created human beings. They set sail again and are about to resist the fog... And in the West, at this moment, the great kingdom of the sun never sets, how can we stay behind those Orientals?"

"Stand up again too."

Fu Qingjun's eyes were burning, and there seemed to be sparks blooming in his eyes, "Isaac, are you willing to become my third disciple? Revive the Western Mayan civilization of this era and fight for the protection of humanity under the starry sky?"

"I do!"

Isaac knelt down in a knightly manner with a pout, his face full of reverence and determination.

"So, I will crown you."

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Fu Qingjun spoke lightly, took off a strand of hair, looked extremely solemn, and lightly pierced Isaac’s head.

Wow!

Isaac, a tall and handsome knight, the exuberant golden hair in the center circle slowly fell, and the center was smooth and clean, and only one dull hair was slowly swaying in the wind.

"I give the common people a kind of fire, and you will be the gods, the common people who rule the earth." Fu Qingjun stretched out his hand, and the mortals, witches, angels, and demons of Maya civilization, each of them, were sent to this room.

"This exercise is the code of the crystal wall gods of my Mayan civilization, and cultivates the beliefs of sentient beings."

After Fu Qingjun bestowed the common people, he also bestowed another cultivation method.

Although it is a Mayan civilization, it was actually secretly modified by the Emperor Yinxu's "Nine Turns Refining God Jue".

After all, this technique is a great witch that absorbs billions of incense from the common people, tempers the miscellaneous among them, and cultivates into the righteous **** of incense.

Fu Qingjun thought for a while.

This should be the way that Jiaxia opened up. Since it can be used in the East, it can't be used here?

After all, Western gods also absorb incense.

Let him practice this, as a god, it works perfectly.

Fu Qingjun confessed it again and planned not to pass it.

"Master..." At this moment, Isaac suddenly moved his brows and looked at the mysterious existence that was about to leave. He couldn't help but say: "Can you tell me what happened after the prehistoric Maya civilization, Lianna the Great penetrated into the mist? What's up?"

Fu Qingjun was taken aback.

Good guy, look for me to catch up.

Fu Qingjun just smiled and said faintly: "That period of history more than 100,000 years ago? Isn't it enough to see for yourself? If you become stronger in the future, I can let you travel through time and space, go back to the past, and witness A distant history more than 100,000 years ago, fighting to change the past!"

Travel through time and space and return to the past of hundreds of thousands of years!

Isaac's goose bumps all over his body and his face was shocked.

Master, what kind of great **** is it?

God?

Jesus?

Can actually travel through time.

"Master, who are you?" Isaac couldn't help asking.

"who am I?"

Fu Qingjun smiled and slowly left~www.NovelMTL.com~ the figure disappeared into the night,

"For more than 100,000 years, I don’t remember too much. I have witnessed the overwhelming floods and led the rise of Mayan civilization.'Jiaxia' is my deceased,'Nuwa' is my friend, and Wuzu's is my leader. Disciple, the'Tiandi' is my junior...go up to'Heaven and Earth', and press down to'Jiuyou'.

Isaac was dumbfounded.

Most of these great figures of ancient and modern myths are unknown to him, but he heard one sentence from them, Wuzu is my first disciple.

The ancestor of the witch...Yudula?

He remembered the history hundreds of thousands of years ago in the classics, and one of the pages seemed to have such a historical record.

"Master, isn't it....!????" He suddenly opened the "Chronicles of Mayan Civilization", crazily looking for the footprints of a certain deity's existence.

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