Qin Mu turned into Mu Qing's face and walked on the river of heaven, his pace getting faster and faster.

At the most magnificent time, the Dragon and Han Dynasty began to go downhill.

He looked down, but saw that there were many gods in the Yuan Realm below, and the powerful demigods pushed down the statues of the ancient gods.

Those huge statues are symbols of the power and power of the ancient gods. They are tall and majestic. Some are directly carved into the entire sacred mountain, while others are collecting divine gold and divine iron, and are extremely extravagant.

In previous years, many ethnic groups often came to worship, present jewelry and children, worship ancient gods who were high above and control over power, pray for good weather, and pray for heaven not to cause disasters.

This time, the ancient god went away and left the heavenly court. The power of the heavenly court was hollow. The demigod took advantage of the situation to rise and steal power. The ancient god became the old god. Their statues were naturally to be pushed down and their altars were also to be broken.

However, Qin Mu also saw that after the powerful demigods broke the statues and altars of the ancient gods, they enslaved the hard work of all the people and all ethnic groups, and built a new altar on the spot.

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

Qin Mu walked down the Tianhe River unknowingly, getting closer and closer to the mortal world. Looking around, there were situations where the old gods were broken and the new gods were established everywhere. All the peoples and nations were still enslaved, and life was worse than death.

The emerging gods who held power were excited, celebrating their victory and prevailing, enjoying the beauty and delicacies offered by the people, surrounded by mountains of treasures.

They drank in the wine pool and meat forest, laughing loudly, and were extremely happy.

And under the feet of their majestic bodies, hundreds, thousands, and thousands of ordinary people crawled, trembling, burying their heads deeply, and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Ah, this is the mortal world."

Qin Mu only woke up at this time. He used to be walking on the Tianhe River, walking too high and seeing too far, and did not see the sentient beings in the Yuan Realm.

Ah, this is the mortal world.

He had just realized this, yes, this is the mortal world. People not only did not destroy the gods in their hearts, nor did they destroy the gods in the temples, nor did they destroy the new and old gods who were above them.

Power is released from the cage and it is difficult to be locked in again.

The slave sex was called out, and it was difficult for the waist and knees to straighten up again.

Why have people's lives been eliminated and the rule of the ancient gods have been overthrown, but people's lives have not changed, and are they still as numb as before?

Why have the old gods left this world but have given birth to a group of new gods?

Shouldn’t all this be changed?

Is this Longhan Revolution irrelevant to mortals?

"Yes, this Longhan Revolution is far from successful. What it has eliminated was only the Emperor of Heaven and the Ancient God, but only the original ruling class and replaced it with a group of new rulers. The Longhan Revolution is fake and hypocritical."

He was a little confused and murmured, "Yuntianzun, have you seen it? Don't live too high and too far. If you are too high and too far, you will not see the sufferings of sentient beings. If you are too high and too far, you will lose the motivation to move forward. If you are too high and too far, you will forget your original intention and original intention."

He walked among the towering sacred mountains of the Yuan Realm, looking at the ancient gods who celebrated warmly, and watching the sentient beings suffer as much as before.

From Longhan to Chiming, from the Emperor to Kaihuang, and then to Yankang, the goal of this generation of benevolent and ambitious people is not personal power and status, nor personal wealth, but the simplest belief, destroying the god in the heart and destroying the god in the temple.

As night falls, night opens, covering the Yuan Realm.

His mind was stirring, he walked at night, and his heart had a strange feeling as turbulent as the water of the Tianhe River.

He was like a pedestrian carrying a lantern into the ancient dark history, looking for the footprints left by his predecessors in the dark, looking for their spirits like candlelight in the dark night.

It is a spirit imprinted in the blood of ordinary people. It is simple but exciting, making people burst into tears when they come into contact with it.

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

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

Qin Mu did not stop, and the long roar of ancient gods and demons came from the darkness. The sacred mountains in the distance were like huge beasts crawling in the darkness.

In the darkness, a demigod god discovered it and shouted: "Mu Tianzun--"

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

He avoided the demigods who were trying to hunt him, changed their bodies, and made himself look like a demigod.

He walked from night to dawn, from day to night, gradually approaching the territory of the human race.

Early this morning, he came to the human territory of the Longhan era, and the sun shone down, shining on his dusty face.

He smiled and saw the people who were farming in the farmland, and saw the village not far away. Some magical people were teaching their children how to open the Shenzang and become warriors.

In the distance, there are also human cities. The hardworking caravans have begun to set off, intending to rush to other nearby cities of acquired races to trade goods.

It is peaceful here, with smoke rising from the village, and people live and work in peace and contentment.

Qin Mu put away the lantern and walked forward with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the sky was in a violent turmoil, and people raised their heads in panic and looked at the sky blankly.

Qin Mu looked up and saw the tilted Tianhe River like an extremely huge white python hanging in the sky, shaking violently and falling towards the Yuan Realm!

"Tianhe's geographical trend has changed..."

Qin Mu felt confused. The river of heaven originally flowed out of Xuandu, flowed to the four poles, and then flowed from the East poles to the Yuan Realm. After passing through the Heavenly Court, he entered the sky of the Yuan Realm.

Many tributaries of the river run through many heavens in the Yuan Realm, and then flow out from these heavens and gather together.

This great river that runs through the universe floats through the sky of the Yuan Realm, cuts into Youdu and turns into the Styx River, and flows into Guixu.

And now, the rise of the Heavenly Court has changed the trend of Tianhe!

The river of heaven falls from the sky and is about to fall to the earth.

And the Tianhe River flowing on the ground is the Yongjiang River in later generations!

But falling from the sky river will cause a catastrophe to the people living here!

A flood that swept the world will destroy everything here!

Qin Mu shouted without hesitation, his body became bigger and bigger, and suddenly turned into three heads and six arms, ten thousand feet of muscles, jumped up in the air, and headed towards the falling sky river!

boom!

The Tianhe fell on him, and endless power pressed on his shoulders. Qin Mu's vitality bloomed, and his vitality enveloped the Tianhe for thousands of miles, trying his best to prevent this section of Tianhe from falling.

However, Tianhe, imprisoned between heaven and earth, lost his confinement. All the weight pressed down, and his muscles and bones made him buzz, bent his spine, and pressed his body down to the ground.

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

Suddenly, on the territory of the human race, the gods and men of the human race rushed into the sky, each holding up a section of the sky river. Their rising figures were like streams of light.

Qin Mu's pressure was greatly reduced, but even if the human race's gods took action, it would be difficult for him to carry the weight of the Tianhe River. This big river 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 the people who were foolish: "Go away quickly-"
Chapter completed!