The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Eighteenth Chapter Is the Ruler of the Heavenly Palace

The Bone Demon's tone seemed to be full of strong murderous intent towards the Celestial Clan, which made Lu Ming have to guess whether the Celestial Clan had a grudge against the Bone Demon.

"You know Tiangong, right?"

The Bone Demon didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question.

"of course I know!"

Lu Ming replied.

Who doesn't know Tiangong, in today's era, known as the era of Tiangong, Tiangong is the master of the prehistoric universe, supreme, what Taixu Holy Dynasty, in the eyes of Tiangong, that is an ant, which can be pinched to death.

Even the top ten big clans on the list of all clans in the prehistoric universe cannot compete with Tiangong.

Qiuyue received the inheritance of the God-eyed Heavenly Monarch, and that God-eyed Heavenly Monarch was a giant from the Heavenly Palace.

Could it be that the Heavenly Human Race is related to the Heavenly Palace?

Lu Ming couldn't help thinking.

"The Heavenly Palace was created by the Heavenly Human Race, and the Heavenly Human Race was the ruler of the Heavenly Palace!"

Bone magic.

Lu Ming was shocked. He didn't expect this to happen. The Celestials are the rulers of the Heavenly Palace, and 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 the Heavenly Palace?"

Lu Ming said, his face solemn.

If the Celestial Clan wanted to kill him, it would mean that the Heavenly Palace wanted to kill him. If they offended the Heavenly Palace, wouldn’t it be a dead end?

"Those people can be said to be from the Heavenly Palace, but they are not entirely from the Heavenly Palace!"

The bone demon explained, making Lu Ming 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 primitive gods who died in battle, the essence of flesh and blood has evolved into the animal skin youth, and the celestial beings who died in battle, the essence of flesh and blood has evolved into those people you have seen, but obviously the evolution is not perfect, there is nothing Lingzhi, there is only one instinct left, an instinct to hunt down primitive gods!"

"And within you,

With the heart of the ancient gods, with the blood of the ancient gods, they are the descendants of the original gods. Those who evolved from the celestial race will hunt you according to their instincts, so you don't have to worry that the people in the heavenly palace will kill you. In the universe, the primordial gods are almost dead, which is nothing to worry about, so even if Tiangong discovers the descendants of the primordial gods, they will not hunt them down! "

The bone demon explained it in detail.

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that these Celestial Races were only evolved from the flesh and blood essence of the strong men of the Celestial Human Race, and the evolution was incomplete.

Only the instincts of those Heaven and Human Race who died in battle were completely different from the thoughts of the Heavenly Palace now.

Although he is daring, but facing the Celestial Clan with his strength, that is the behavior of courting death, 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 circled around Lu Ming a few times. Of course, his more eyes were still on the copper coffin, because the copper coffin gave him a kind of intimate feeling, and even Lu Ming let him have it. A warm feeling, unwilling 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 primitive gods' bloodlines, perfect evolution, infinite potential, absolutely terrifying growth, and will become your good helper!"

The bone demon hurriedly called out.

Lu Ming's heart moved, but his face remained calm. He looked at the animal skin youth and said, "You can follow me, but you can listen to me in the future!"

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely listen to you!"

The animal skin youth nodded again and again, showing excitement.

The animal skin youth is very simple, and his mind is like a teenage child who has not yet matured.

"By the way, do you have a companion?"

Lu Ming asked.

The animal skin youth is so powerful, and his potential is infinite, and his mind is not very high. If there are more, Lu Ming will be released.

"No, as soon as I wake up, I'll be alone!" The animal 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!"

Animal Skin Youth Road.

Lu Ming couldn't help but touched his nose. That's right, the animal skin youth was alone as soon as he woke up, with no companions, so there was no name, unless he gave himself a name.

"Then let me give you a name, um, how about it called Wanshen? The essence of thousands of primitive gods is condensed!"

Lu Ming said.

Although the level of his name selection is really bad, he prefers this way and is often complacent.

"Okay, okay, I'm called Wanshen, I have a name..."

The animal skin youth should be overjoyed by the gods.

Immediately, Lu Ming asked about the Celestial Clan.

According to Wanshen, after he woke up, he was often chased and killed by the Celestial Race. He also knew from the very few memory fragments in his soul that the other party was from the Celestial Race.

Like him, these heavenly people were born from this world.

The two sides fought each other, and each other was injured.

"I want to kill all these heavenly people!"

Murderous intent flashed in Wanshen's eyes.

He also inherited the instinct of primitive gods, and he would kill when he saw the Celestials.

"How many people are there?"

Lu Ming asked.

"I have killed a lot of people over the years, but there are still six blondes and fifteen silver-haired left, but I killed one blonde and two silver-haired..."

Gods explain.

Lu Ming was secretly startled, it seemed that not all had been dealt with him before, just three blondes and nine silver-haired ones.

In addition to the three killed by the gods just now, there are still four blond and thirteen silver-haired.

"Let's do it, Wanshen, you hide, I'll attract those heavenly people, how about you kill them?"

Lu Ming said.

These days, the human race is not dead, he is uneasy, and he does not know when he will be attacked.

These disasters must be completely resolved.

"OK!"

The gods readily agreed.

Then, they moved into action and changed places.

Lu Ming found a place to sit cross-legged, and Wanshen was hiding not far from him, restraining his breath.

Lu Ming sensed it carefully, but he couldn't sense the aura 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 painting scroll, and then agitated the heart of the ancient god, the heart of the ancient god thumped, and the breath of the ancient god radiated far away.

Lu Ming cheered up, his spirit was highly concentrated, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he paid attention to every move around him.

Although there are gods beside him, he does not dare to be careless. He is very clear about the horror of the heaven and human race. If he is not careful, he will die and disappear.