The bone demon's tone seemed to be full of strong murderous intent towards the Celestials, which made Lu Ming have to guess whether the Celestials had enmity with the Bone Demons.
"You know Tiangong, right?"
The bone demon didn't answer directly, but asked a rhetorical question.
"of course I know!"
Lu Ming replied.
Who doesn't know Tiangong, in today's era, known as the Tiangong era, Tiangong is the ruler of the prehistoric universe, supreme, what Taixu Dynasty, in the eyes of Tiangong, it is an ant, which can be crushed to death.
Even the top ten clans on the Great Desolate Universe Ten Thousand Clans Ranking cannot compete with Tiangong.
Qiuyue received the inheritance of the Divine Eye Heavenly Monarch, and that Divine Eye Heavenly Monarch was a giant from Tiangong.
Could it be that the Celestial Human Race is related to the Heavenly Palace
Lu Ming couldn't help thinking.
"The Heavenly Palace was founded by the Heavenly Human Race, and the Heavenly Human Race is the ruler of the Heavenly Palace!"
Bone Demon.
Lu Ming was shocked. He didn't expect it to be like this. The Celestial Human Race is the ruler of the Tiangong. Their strength is absolutely terrifying. It is not an exaggeration to be called the largest clan in the prehistoric universe.
"Could it be that those people before came from Tiangong?"
Lu Ming said, his face serious.
If the Celestials want to kill him, it means that Tiangong wants to kill him. If he offends Tiangong, isn't it a dead end
"Those people can say they come from Tiangong, but they don't all come from Tiangong!"
The bone demon's explanation made Lu Ming even more confused. What does this mean
"Endless years ago, there was a terrifying battle between the Celestials and the primitive gods. This broken universe is the battlefield between the Celestials and the primitive gods. Here, a large number of primitive gods were killed, and of course a large number of Celestials were killed."
"The flesh and blood essence of the primitive gods who died in battle evolved into that skin youth, and the flesh and blood essence of the celestial beings who died in battle evolved into those people you have seen, but obviously the evolution is not perfect, there is nothing Spirituality, there is only one instinct left, an instinct to hunt and kill primitive gods!"
"And you have the heart of the ancient gods in your body, and you have the blood of the ancient gods. You can be regarded as the descendants of the original gods. Those evolved celestial beings will hunt and kill you according to their instincts, so you don't have to worry about the people in Tiangong will kill you now. Time has passed. , now Tiangong rules the prehistoric universe, and the primitive gods are almost extinct, so there is nothing to worry about, so even if Tiangong finds the descendants of the primitive gods, they will not hunt them down!"
The bone demon explained in detail.
Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that these celestial races are just the evolution of the flesh and blood essence of the strong man of the celestial race, and the evolution is incomplete, without wisdom, far incomparable with the skin youth, and they are defective products.
Only the instincts of those Celestials who died in battle were left, which is completely different from Tiangong's thinking now.
Although he is daring, but facing the Celestials with his strength is an act of courting death, so he is naturally worried.
Lu Ming finally figured out the outline of the matter.
"Can I follow you?"
At this time, the animal-skin youth turned around Lu Ming a few times. Of course, his eyes were more on the copper coffin, because the copper coffin gave him a kind feeling, and even Lu Ming made him feel A kind feeling, do not want to leave.
"You want to follow me?"
Lu Ming was slightly taken aback.
"Take him away, Lu Ming, you have to take him away. This child has at least dozens of bloodlines of primitive gods. He has evolved perfectly and has unlimited potential. He will be absolutely terrifying when he grows up. He will be your good helper!"
The bone demon hastily cried out.
Lu Ming's heart moved, but his face remained calm. He looked at the skin youth and said, "You can follow me, but you must listen to me in the future!"
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely listen to you!"
The skin youth nodded repeatedly, showing excitement.
The skin youth is very innocent, and his mind is like a child in his teens, who has not yet matured.
"By the way, do you have any companions?"
Lu Ming asked.
The skin youths are so powerful, with unlimited potential, and not very intelligent. If there are more of them, Lu Ming will be in trouble.
"No, when I wake up, I'm alone!" The skin youth shook his head.
Lu Ming was slightly disappointed, and then asked, "Then what's your name?"
"Name? I don't have a name!"
The animal skin youth said.
Lu Ming couldn't help touching his nose, that's right, the skin youth is alone when he wakes up, with no companions, so where does he have a name, unless he gives himself a name.
"Then let me come up with a name for you, um, how about calling it Wanshen? The essence of thousands of primitive gods is condensed!"
Lu Ming said.
Although his level of naming is really bad, but he prefers this way, and he is often complacent.
"Okay, okay, my name is Wanshen, I have a name..."
All gods should be overjoyed for the skin youth.
Immediately, Lu Ming asked about the Celestial Human Race.
According to Wanshen, after he woke up, he was often chased and killed by the Celestials. He also knew from the very few memory fragments in his soul that the other party belonged to the Celestials.
These days, the human race, like him, was also born in this world.
The two sides fought each other, and both sides hurt each other.
"I want to kill all these heavenly humans!"
There was a murderous intent in Wanshen's eyes.
He also inherited the instinct of the original gods, and he would kill the Celestials when he saw them.
"Approximately how many Celestials are there?"
Lu Ming asked.
"I have killed quite a few over the years, but now there are still six blondes and fifteen silver-haired ones, but I killed one blonde and two silver-haired ones before..."
Gods explained.
Lu Ming was shocked. It seems that not all of them dealt with him before, but only three blondes and nine silver-haired ones.
Adding the three who were killed by Wanshen just now, there are still four blondes and thirteen silver-haired ones.
"How about this, Wanshen, you hide, I'll attract those celestial beings, how about you kill them?"
Lu Ming said.
These days the human race is not dead, he is uneasy, he doesn't know when he will be attacked.
These catastrophes must be dealt with thoroughly.
"OK!"
Ten thousand gods naturally readily agreed.
Then, they moved into action and changed places.
Lu Ming found a place to sit cross-legged, while Wanshen lurked not far from him, restraining his breath.
Lu Ming sensed it carefully, but he couldn't feel the breath of the gods at all, as if the place was empty.
"Fight!"
Lu Ming took a deep breath, then put the copper coffin into the Jingyu scroll, and then stirred the heart of the ancient god, the heart of the ancient god beat thump-thump, and the aura of the ancient god radiated far away.
Lu Ming cheered up, concentrated his mind, and spread out his spiritual consciousness, paying attention to every move around him.
Although there are gods by his side, he doesn't dare to be careless. He is very clear about the horror of the Celestial Race. If one doesn't pay attention, he will die.