Time passed day by day, and some strange changes began to occur in Panxi's world.
On this day, three great suns and three moons appeared simultaneously in the sky of Panxi's world. Golden and silver light intertwined, making the heaven and earth bright. Then the light of the sun and the moon dimmed at the same time, and the sky and the earth became dim and dark, just like at dusk.
All the clouds in the sky were like ingots washed by the torrent, drawing long marks across the sky in the blue-gray sky. Clouds are neatly arranged in the sky, one pointing to the distant skyline, and the other pointing to the intersection of Panxi World and Pangu World.
The earth was shaking gently, and volcanoes continued to erupt one after another in Panxi's world. The rushing magma was like a flooding flood, flooding valleys one after another. The Fire Tribe natives who were accustomed to living near volcanoes cried out and left their homes. Even if they were close to the fire energy, they could not live in magma like fish in water.
Large tracts of forest withered, and many Mu tribesmen lost their homes that had protected them for countless years; but there were also places where the vegetation grew abnormally strong, making it impossible to walk on some original grasslands because the grasses grew tall and strong. They are densely packed together like high walls.
The sea water has dried up in some places, and flooded in some places due to heavy rains.
In some places the land turned into desert, and in some places the land suddenly turned into mud.
In some places, mountains collapsed and turned into deep pits, and some bottomless canyons suddenly rose up and turned into mountains.
Heavy snow and hail fell from the sky at the same time, thick fog and lightning coexisted. The hurricane swept the rain and snow messily across the earth, leaving no grass growing in its path. The movement of heaven in Panxi's world was in chaos, like a child who was drunk for the first time, dancing and tossing.
Countless Tu tribes opened their own altars, cried out and offered their best sacrifices to the altar, begging for the enlightenment and protection of their ancestors. Then all kinds of lights appeared on all the altars, and the wills from the Holy Spirit and the ancestral spirit of the Tu people continued to come.
Elder Tianji ordered the ancestral spirits and holy spirits to use all means to convey messages to his people.
So some indigenous people were walking by the river, and they saw the river water suddenly fluctuate, and crystal clear writing appeared in the water; some indigenous people were walking on the road, and the sand in front of them suddenly squirmed, forming clear writing; and some The indigenous people were hiding in the mountains and forests. The leaves and grass around them expanded to the size of a tabletop for no apparent reason, and green writing appeared on them.
Messages are being passed quickly among the indigenous tribes in Panxi World. This is the will of their ancestors and the Holy Spirit:
All tribes put aside all hatred, and all tribes gathered together according to geographical distance, dug deep holes, accumulated food widely, hid it, and worked hard to have children and reproduce the next generation.
At the same time, there were other edicts that continued to spread, and countless natives were running around like crazy in accordance with these edicts, inquiring about the news.
On the vast plains, in a city shrouded in flames, Zhu Rong Tianming sat on the throne and received the grass leaves handed over by a trembling indigenous warrior.
On the blades of grass, a line of Pangu world human text is clearly visible, with Yao Bo Ji Hao's personal seal underneath.
"The alien race controls the movement of heaven in this world? Do you want me to take people to the Fallen Abyss for peace? Let's work together to fight against the alien race?" Zhu Rong Tianming mockingly shook the grass leaves in his hands and pointed them towards the corpse Taoist and others sitting next to him. A group of Taoists showed off: "Look, look, my sister-in-law is still a bit clever and knows how to find a scapegoat to work for him!"
With a flick of his finger, the huge grass leaves exploded into pieces. Zhu Rong Tianming stood up and looked confidently at the corpse Taoist, Yi Shen, Lie Shanxu and many large tribes from the Southern, Western and Eastern Wastelands who gathered around him. master.
"With all your help, Ji Hao, that little devil, let him play by himself."
Stomping his feet fiercely, Zhu Rong Tianming shouted sternly: "As for my Tianming City, there are no ten million aliens. Don't even think about capturing it! Just a million people want to break my city? Haha, there are hundreds of millions of natives in the city. You can work hard!"
The whole hall laughed, and countless people laughed at Ji Hao.
The same thing happened to Gonggong Wuyou, Gongsun Yuan, and several other ambitious emperors of large tribes. They categorically rejected Ji Hao's kindness, mistaking Ji Hao's good intention of hugging each other for warmth as a malicious intention to find a cannon fodder scapegoat, and they only wanted to rely on the battle fortress they built to resist the aliens.
In Tucheng, Si Wenming was giving lectures to a group of indigenous teenagers and children that were several times larger, teaching how to govern the ethnic group, how to adjust conflicts among tribesmen, and how to achieve fairness and justice. Suddenly, a Tu ethnic elder staggered up to Si Wenming. , respectfully placed a clay board at his feet.
Si Wenming lowered his head and glanced at the clay board, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Uncle Yao is indeed very lucky, but these people are very blessed this time. Are they going to fall into the abyss? We have spent so much effort, and we are all I haven’t explored this place yet.”
Standing up, Si Wenming smiled at Hua Xulie, Lieshan Kang and other close emperors who were standing behind him: "Uncle Yao has sent a letter and asked us to come over to meet up, so let's go over and meet up. I don't think of the dragon and phoenix tribes. Where are the prince and the young master? The two clans of dragon and phoenix... We, the elders, have to keep an eye on Ji Hao, don't let him be sold by others and help count the money."
Hua Xulie said slowly: "Brother Wen Ming may have said something wrong... If it falls into Uncle Yao's hands, we have to worry about the ninth prince of the Dragon Clan not being ripped off by him and put into the soup pot... Young Master of the Feng Clan, please don't go back with a big belly. , the contemporary Phoenix heroine is probably going to burn Kamusaka out of anger."
Lie Shankang laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into a thin line: "I'm not afraid of burning Puban. Yao Bo's father-in-law is the ancestor who played with fire. I don't know which one is more powerful, Phoenix Divine Flame or Zhurong Divine Fire?"
After laughing loudly, Si Wenming gave the order in an orderly manner. He quickly contacted Ji Hao according to the method on the clay board, and then asked the natives in the territory he managed to start collecting various elixirs, seeds of crops, the babies of various livestock and poultry, and collecting various minerals. Prepare to be taken to the Fallen Abyss.
After a few days, countless huge birds descended from the sky and helped Si Wenming transport away the natives in his territory one by one.
Each huge bird can transport tens of thousands of people at a time, and tens of thousands of birds can transport hundreds of millions of people at a time. I don’t know how many birds were transported back and forth. The indigenous tribesmen in Si Wenming’s territory and the surrounding large areas were all transported. The birds were transported to the abyss of death.
Finally, on this day, a crack opened in the sky that was thousands of miles wide and tens of thousands of miles long, shaped like an eye.
The dark eyes were suspended in the sky, and then in the position of the pupils, an alien metal hall slowly fell down.
(End of chapter)