My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

With hundreds of years of development.

The fine meteorites floating in countless universes, and even everywhere, have been transformed.

In this void beyond the sky, there are countless abodes of the god-transformation realm, the Nascent Soul, the powerful and powerful.

The entire mortal world has set off a cultivation frenzy that lasted for hundreds of years, and the population has reached trillions. In comparison, the big witch with a population of four billion people is like a treasured giant beast.

The four billion "big witches" on the earth, their right to speak has long been ignored.

In a sense, the entire land and the nearby planets are all under the rule of Fu Qingjun's demon kingdom, and they are all lands opened up by his civilization.

In the vast universe, on a piece of mechanical spaceship.

A fifth-level wizard, Walros, was sitting on the spaceship, "Atlantis was also another us. We who came from the future earth are real time travelers, traveling through the past and the future."

"This is the glory of God." A wizard next to him said.

The entire original earth was barbaric and backward, and was ruled by great witches. After their civilizations recovered, they showed their true strength.

"We're going to be on Mars soon."

Volos looked at the rocky dark red planet shrouded in sandstorms. Even this fifth-level god who ruled 172 wizard kingdoms under his command and tens of billions of mortals became a little excited at this moment.

"In ancient mythology, there are legends called calamities in both the East and the West. In the West, the middle refers to war and disaster. In mythology, it corresponds to Ares in the Greek period."

This fifth-level wizard lowered his head and looked at the dark red planet in the distance, "Hmph, our witch lineage is powerful, exploring the truth of the universe and developing the strongest witchcraft."

As the trajectory moves, the closest distance between Mars and the Earth is about 55 million kilometers, and the farthest distance is more than 400 million kilometers.

The most recent time period is called the window period. If you set off during this period and go to Mars at a constant speed of sound, it will take 6 years.

Although, after experiencing acceleration, even human probes must travel far beyond the speed of sound, it still takes a long time.

Therefore, they stepped into the sixth realm and used the space jump technology to fully mature,

This is the start of this still relatively long journey to Mars.

Before that, Fu Qingjun also used the space ability of the ancient ship to fly across on the Feathered Serpent God.

"This time, we must re-establish countless wizarding territories here, defeat the barbaric giant beast kingdom next door, and the Immortal King's Court in the North."

"Uh, what's that?"

Suddenly, in the vast universe, a wizard looked pale. Through the detector, he saw an ancient palace in the universe, built on a gray meteorite like a leaf.

"The Palace, the Cosmic Palace? The Faxiang Demon Sect?"

The fourth-level wizard breathed heavily, looked at the line of ancient cosmic text above, and said in shock: "That is the ancient architectural style in the mist, the enemy style of the earth-shattering destruction war more than 400 years ago."

"What? The post-flood mythical battle four hundred years ago?"

Walros' complexion changed, holding a wizard's scepter, full of puzzlement and doubts, "How is it possible? Isn't that already destroyed, the remains of prehistoric gods and demons, how could they still live here."

Soon, they saw something even more terrifying.

On the meteorites, traces of swords, guns, swords and sticks were left, as if a large piece of meteorite had been smashed, leaving only wreckage, floating in the nearby universe.

And farther away, is Phobos, one of the two moons of Mars.

If Mars is Ares, the god of war who brought disasters in Greek mythology, then Phobos is the child of Ares, Phobos, which means fear in Greek.

They also indeed saw fear on it. On Phobos, there is a row of huge words: Emperor Yan cuts the God of Transformation into Dzogchen, Gongsun Daojun is here.

"Are we, are we going to Mars?" the fourth-level wizard asked.

"This is impossible!"

Volos carefully traced the battle trajectory of these traces, and shouted: "Here, it seems that two terrifying god-turning powerhouses are fighting? Did they hit Phobos from Mars in the distance? Are there still traces here? "

"A strong person in the God Transformation Realm is a fifth-level wizard like me. It is impossible to have such an exaggerated degree and such a terrifying destructive power after reaching the Dzogchen."

"Even if they are giant-sized God Transformation Realm, it is absolutely impossible to have such destructive power."

Although Walros said so, he still felt extremely uneasy looking at the planet covered in yellow sand.

"However, let's record all this first and want to leave." He took a deep breath, although he was very unwilling, but conservatively gave up this trip. Just as he was about to leave, the rumbling mechanical spaceship alarm sounded quickly.

"God! What happened?"

"Is the instrument malfunctioning?"

"Hurry up and touch the scarlet stone like a puppet, activate the spiritual protection cover, and the spiritual pulse gun will enter the charge..."

"Open all cosmic systems!"

...

Countless anxious voices sounded from this spaceship. This is the shaman civilization on Earth, all the research results of these hundreds of years.

"It's fog!"

Someone roared and discovered the abnormality of the instrument failure, "It's the fog on Mars that has spread to us."

"How is it possible? Turn on the exhaust system, blow away the fog, and return to Earth quickly!" Walros lost his voice, "Wait! There is no air in the universe, how can there be fog spreading—"

He seemed to think of something, and his throat suddenly got stuck.

mist...

Could it be...

He suddenly saw an extremely terrifying picture.

Mars is shrouded in endless fog, and on the thin Martian atmosphere above, countless nitrogen, argon, and carbon dioxide are drawn out by the fog, turning into a huge foggy face, staring at the spaceship in the sky.

This is a face as beautiful as gemstones.

"Mist Demon God..."

Everyone on the spaceship stared at the huge face with their mouths wide open in shock.

But they haven't reacted yet.

In the cab, the nutrition cabin behind him clicked.

It was a test product for the great witch, that is, the latest equipment for mass production of the wizard's servants.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the nutrition cabin shattered with a click, and the liquid inside flowed all over the floor.

"This liquid is very interesting. It seems that it can not only cultivate the common people, but also our race." At some point, a head floated in midair, with a soft and hollow flat skin underneath.

It's like a flat paper man with a three-dimensional beauty's head on it,

Evil, creepy, scary, full of sickness,

"Technology, culture, belief, extraordinary, it seems that the planet that once defeated us has repopulated to a certain extent."

"You, when?" Walros was stunned for a few seconds, "When did you interfere with the equipment with your mental power and jumped here."

"That's it."

The monster flashed in front of his eyes in the next second, and gently squeezed the other party's throat as if nothing had happened, and patted the face of the wizard of the transformation of the gods with the other hand, "The realm of cultivation is not low, but the combat power is too poor , It’s still a primitive barbaric society of apes, who don’t even know how to use tools, and yes...you don’t have tools at all, and we don’t.”