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Chapter 1109 The Journey of Civilization

When Long Fan and the big white cotton were pulled into the strange world of murals, Fang Ning discovered something wrong on the other end.

The system incarnation has used various moves, and none of them are covered. It seems that the scene is not huge enough, but in fact it is restraining its strength and concentrating it on one point.

However, the wind blade and flames intertwined, covered with ice and snow gravel, and the strange stone pillar remained unmoved.

No matter how hard it is, it seems that the stone pillar is not infringed at all...

Although the human faces and creatures on it were still wailing and begging for mercy, the voice did not seem to be weakened at all.

"This won't work. The incarnation of the system master, your ability is still quite different from your father." Fang Ning said helplessly.

"Sorry, host, I'm already exhausted." The systemic incarnation answered honestly.

"Uh, this word cannot be used to describe yourself." Fang Ning said speechlessly, indeed, he was an honest child.

"So that's the case. What's the way, host?" the system incarnation said.

"I have no choice, either." Fang Ning said speechlessly.

"Oh, then you are too exhausted," said Mu, a system-incarnation.

"Good description." Fang Ning gave up on himself, "But how is it possible? What exactly is it? Are you using god-level tricks?"

Later he said angrily again: "No wonder that bastard didn't come here in person. It turns out that going deep into these away games is easy to encounter unbalanced troubles and the danger is very high. This time, if you don't do it, you will really starve to death here."

"We can still be resurrected even if we die, but those other people can't do it." The systemic incarnation said without any fear.

"That's the truth, so I have a headache," Fang Ning said helplessly, "It seems that although this strange stone pillar has lost its power, its true essence is still far above the gods, so your moves do not work."

At this moment, the strange creature on the stone pillar seemed to realize this and suddenly began to smile.

"Hahaha, they will be trapped here forever like us..."

"They can't break this cage."

"It seems we can have another delicious meal before we die..."

I was crying and begging for mercy just now, but now I have changed my face.

Fang Ning was not angry, as expected, after all, this strange monster had a side of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"Okay, stop for the time being, give me your body, I'll check out what solutions are around me." Fang Ning said calmly.

After all, there is nothing big about death, and now he cannot really die. He will just lose a period of spiritual thought and have a headache for a few days.

Of course, it is impossible for him to give up. After all, there are other people around him, and they are still a group of people who are very close to each other.

After Fang Ningming took over, he began to patrol around.

"The divine thoughts of Long Fan and the ball of white cotton disappeared and were swallowed into the mural." Not long after, the system incarnation reminded.

Fang Ning walked to the mural in one step and began to look.

I saw the mural in front of me depicting the changes of a civilization.

A group of creatures born from the shadows began to appear in a sea.

Then they go from the ocean to the land, from the land to the sky, and then from the sky to the land, and return to the ocean from the land... In the end, the ocean is exhausted and life is declining.

"No wonder I can't find any words. It turns out that this civilization has actually experienced a journey of degeneration." Fang Ning sighed.

After he looked at it for a while, Qiao Zijiang and others also came over.

"Honor, this is a stone slab I just discovered," Qiao Zijiang handed over the ancient stone slab, and then discovered Long Fan's changes, "Hey, what's wrong with them?"

"Their divine thoughts were swallowed by this mural," Fang Ning retelled, "It seems that this mural has other mystery."

"It turns out to be like this." Qiao Zijiang was stunned, and then looked at the mural.

This situation is actually quite common. What is the world in painting? It is something that existed in ancient legends.

The ancients actually had a rich imagination. As for various yy novels, it was not uncommon at all, but it was rarely left to leave formal classics and passed down. After all, the scholars and officials who had the right to speak did not allow these things to enter the elegant hall.

What about Huang Liang Yi Meng? That is the prototype of time travel.

Fang Ning looked down at the stone slab and saw the four pictures.

He frowned and began to think.

Unfortunately, he has been entrusted by the old man, and his IQ has never really improved, not to mention that his IQ is just that little. He usually relies on recklessness in wars... Without pressure, there will naturally be no motivation for evolution.

So he couldn't see it after watching it for a long time.

However, after studying for a while, Qiao Zijiang suddenly realized something.

She spoke, "Honor, this stone slab seems to be related to this mural world."

While saying that, she pointed to the vast sky on the mural, where there seemed to be nothing, but if you look closely, there was a dull shadow, and its shape was very consistent with this stone slab.

"No, let's try it." Fang Ning immediately pasted the stone slab on the shadow area.

However, there was no change. Fang Ning thought about it, put his hand on, and then input a stream of essence energy.

Just like when the dry land encounters sweet rain or when the dry lake encounters flood, the whole mural suddenly becomes vivid.

Then, on the murals, all the scenery disappeared and slowly appeared again.

The journey of civilization formed by those shadow creatures has begun to start again.

Born from the shadows, recovered in the ocean, walked onto the land, spreading all over the sky, and finally fell from the sky to the ground, return to the ocean, return to the shadows in the withered ocean.

Unlike before, this time, Fang Ning discovered that there were two unique creatures mixed in it.

One is Long Fan, the other is big white cotton...

Looking closely, Long Fan seemed to be playing the role of a leader of a small force, while cotton was still its mount left a legend of a sheep-riding warrior to this shadow civilization.

"Uh, honest people are honest people when they walk there..." Fang Ning was speechless. Before, this ball of big white cotton had always been used as Daqing's mount, cushion and bedding, and after traveling through time, he could not turn over.

"Host, have you figured out a solution now?" the system incarnation continued to ask.

"It already exists. It seems that we need to crack the secret of the decline of civilization," Fang Ning said confidently, "You continue to instill vitality into this mural, and I will go back."

As he said that, his divine thoughts flew out of his body and actively drilled into the mural.

Now he also understood that the power of the mural had declined to an extremely low level before, that is, he could take the initiative to pull the two useless demon pets, Longfan and Aries, and then his power was exhausted. When others came over, they would not be able to pull it in.

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When Qiao Zijiang and Qiao Zishan saw this, they couldn't help looking at each other.

"Sister, can the Venerable solve the secret of this mural?" Qiao Zishan also understood the mystery of the entire mural. It was to bring different creatures in to help it solve the problem of civilization degradation.

"There should be no problem, after all, the other party is a god." Although Qiao Zijiang said this, she was still a little upset.

So what about God? There are so many gods in the upper realm, but no one has solved the problem of the destruction of the upper realm.

While the two talked, the entire mural world had been reincarnated hundreds of times.

Every reincarnation is different. Some develop technology, some develop fairy martial arts, some develop magic, and some simply live and wait for death... The latter is naturally Fang Ning is lazy again and wants to take a break.

At this time, Qiao Zishan and the others began to inject the magic power in their bodies to support the consumption of reincarnation in this journey of civilization.
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