The Development of Global Civilization: the Beginning is a Flood

　　About the calamity, about the direction of the flood.

　　In fact, Lin Fei also had a faint plan in his heart.

　　But his plans must be discussed with Hongjun.

　　Without the support of Hongjun.

　　Even if Lin Fei is the creator of the world, it is very difficult to change the direction of the flood.

　　"I currently have 27800 billion credits. One hundred billion is needed to exchange the origin of the eighth-order world."

　　"That is to say, I can exchange 27 copies of the eighth-order world origin!"

　　Lin Fei took a deep breath.

　　No longer hesitate.

　　Immediately exchanged 27 copies of the eighth-order world origin.

　　Afterwards, Lin Fei waited quietly, and the source of the eighth-order world was delivered to him.

　　(Ask for flowers, ask for an evaluation ticket!) Again.

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　　"Twenty-seven copies of the origin of the eighth-order world are in hand!"

　　Lin Fei knew that there were twenty-seven eighth-order worlds.

　　He can only be allowed to stay in the prehistoric world for twenty-seven days.

　　I want to become a Golden Immortal.

　　A mere twenty-seven days is definitely not enough.

　　However, Lin Fei couldn't delay any longer.

　　Taking advantage of the current Lich War, it has not fully erupted.

　　The witch clan and the demon clan have not yet fought to the death.

　　Lin Fei had to go to Honghuang.

　　Discuss the future of Honghuang with Hongjun.

　　"Civilization Ball, send me my real body into the prehistoric world."

　　"Swish".

　　As Lin Fei's voice fell.

　　Lin Fei's figure has disappeared without a trace.

　　The next moment, in the secret room of Xigu Cave.

　　Lin Fei's figure appeared instantly.

　　"It seems that another time has passed..."

　　Lin Fei directly opened the secret room and walked out.

　　"White boy."

　　Lin Fei saw Bai Tong.

　　Bai Tong is now swallowing spiritual energy and cultivating mana.

　　However, it is still at the level of a true fairy.

　　There is still some distance from Earth Immortal.

　　"Master, are you out?"

　　"Is there anyone in Xigudong looking for trouble?"

　　Lin Fei asked.

　　"No, since the last time the master fought with the Nine Infants of the Monster Race. Our Xigudong has a great reputation, and many people outside have rumored that you are a powerful master."

　　"So, no one dares to come to trouble us during this time."

　　"What about the witches?"

　　"Witch clan? Someone came here, it's the great witch. But, I said that the master was in retreat, and they left."

　　Lin Fei pondered.

　　It stands to reason that he displayed a great formation of the twelve gods.

　　The Wu clan must have also heard the news.

　　But he didn't have the trouble of looking for Xigudong.

　　Come to think of it, it was because of the battle between Lin Fei and Jiuying that he showed his strength.

　　Let the witches be afraid.

　　After all, although the Wu people are muscular, they are not really brainless.

　　Will not offend a great power without any reason.

　　"By the way, sir, a very strange thing happened outside."

　　"Recently, there have been many more suns in the sky outside. There are ten suns, it's really hot, the Great Desolate Emperor has become dry and cracked, and many human races are very difficult to live."

　　"Even Xiao's stream tribe seems to be dry and there is no water. Now Xiao is trying to find a way to find water."

　　When Lin Fei heard this, his heart froze slightly.

　　"Ten suns? That should be the ten golden crows."

　　"The appearance of the Ten Great Golden Crows will trigger a huge conflict between the two Lich clans. Hou Yi shot and killed the Nine Great Golden Crows, which made Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun furious, so the two Wu clans started an earth-shattering decisive battle... ..."

　　Lin Fei was very clear.

　　How brutal was that battle.

　　Directly let the two Lich clans completely withdraw from the stage of the prehistoric hegemony.

　　Then there was the rise of the human race.

　　However, since then.

　　The witches are almost extinct.

　　disappeared into the long river of history.

　　And what about the monsters?

　　Also stunned.

　　Many powerful monsters, such as Jiuying, Shangyang, Jimeng, etc.

　　They all belong to the big monsters of the Daluo level.

　　But they all died in that battle.

　　It is a huge loss for the entire flood.

　　Lin Fei didn't want Hong Huang to continue to weaken like this according to the previous model.

　　So, he has to figure out a way.

　　Moreover, the top ten Golden Crows have already appeared.

　　Then it can't be dragged on any longer.

　　So, Lin Fei returned directly to the secret room.

　　"I have asked Daozu to show up and see you!"

　　Lin Fei said in a low voice.

　　He knows, Hongjun must know.

　　"Swish".

　　Sure enough, in front of Lin Fei.

　　Hong Jun's figure appeared.

　　"Fellow Daoist Shuangmu, what's the matter with you calling Laodao?"

　　Hong Jun said in a calm tone.

　　"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I once mentioned to you that the flood is just a box. Even the entire flood was created by me in one thought."

　　"Old Daoist already knows."

　　"So, I know that the appearance of the Ten Great Golden Crows actually means the beginning of this great calamity. The Lich War is inevitable, and eventually both the Lich clans will disappear into the Great Desolate."

　　"But this is not the result I want to see. I don't want the floods to appear endlessly."

　　Hongjun frowned.

　　In fact, last time, Lin Fei had already said it very clearly.

　　Hongjun also knew the importance of the prehistoric world to Lin Fei.

　　"Quantity Tribulation is driven by all living beings in the wild, and even the Dao of Heaven just operates according to the rules."

　　"Once the calamity is lost, all living beings in the floods will continue to grow. The floods will not be able to bear it. Sooner or later, the floods will return to chaos and become a piece of Hongmeng."

　　"Everything is in vain!"

　　"Could it be that this is what Fellow Daoist Shuangmu wants to see?"

　　Lin Fei's expression changed slightly.

　　He really didn't want to see this scene.

　　Back to Chaos.

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