The Bone Demon's tone seemed to be filled with strong murderous intentions towards the Celestials, which made Lu Ming have to guess whether the Celestials had any grudge against the Bone Demon.
"You know Tiangong, right?"
The Bone Demon did not answer directly, but asked a question.
"Of course I know!"
Lu Ming answered.
Who doesn't know about Tiangong? Today's era is called the Tiangong Era. Tiangong is the master of the ancient universe and is supreme. In the eyes of Tiangong, the Taixu Holy Dynasty is like an ant that can be crushed to death easily.
Even the top ten major clans on the list of thousands of clans in the prehistoric universe cannot compete with the Tiangong.
Qiuyue was inherited by the Divine Eye Lord, who was a giant from the Heavenly Palace.
Could it be that the Celestial Race is related to the Celestial Palace?
Lu Ming couldn't help but think.
"The Heavenly Palace was created by the Celestial Race, and the Celestial Race is the ruler of the Heavenly Palace!"
Bone Demon Path.
Lu Ming was shocked. He did not expect it to be like this. The Celestial Race is the master of the Heavenly Palace. Their strength is absolutely terrifying. It is not an exaggeration to call them the largest clan in the ancient universe.
"Could it be that those people before came from the Heavenly Palace?"
Lu Ming said, his face solemn.
If the Celestial Clan wants to kill him, it means that the Celestial Palace wants to kill him. If he offends the Celestial Clan, isn't it 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 even more confused. What does it mean?
"Endless years ago, there was a horrific battle between the Celestials and the primitive gods. This broken universe was 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 original gods who died in the battle evolved and turned into the young man in animal skin. The flesh and blood essence of the celestial beings who died in the battle evolved and turned into the people you have seen. But obviously the evolution is not perfect. There is nothing
There is only one instinct left in the spiritual intelligence, the instinct to hunt the primitive gods!"
"And in your body, you have the heart of the ancient gods and the blood of the ancient gods. You are a descendant of the original gods. Those evolved celestial beings instinctively hunt you, so you don't have to worry that the people in the heavenly palace will kill you now. Times have changed.
, Now that the Tiangong dominates the prehistoric universe, the primitive gods are almost extinct, so there is nothing to worry about, so even if the Tiangong discovers the descendants of the primitive gods, they will not hunt them down!"
The Bone Demon explained it in detail.
Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that these Celestials are only evolved from the flesh and blood essence of the strong Celestials in those days, and the evolution is incomplete, without intelligence, far incomparable to the beast-skin youths, and they are defective products.
Only the instincts of those Celestials who died in battle back then are completely different from the current thoughts of Celestial Palace.
Although he was extremely brave, facing the Celestials with his strength would be an act of seeking death, so he was naturally worried.
Lu Ming finally figured out the general outline of the matter.
"Can I follow you?"
At this time, the young man in animal skin circled around Lu Ming several times. Of course, his eyes were more on the copper coffin, because the copper coffin gave him a kind feeling. Even Lu Ming made him feel...
Such a warm feeling that I don't want to leave.
"You want to follow me?"
Lu Ming was slightly stunned.
"Take him away, Lu Ming, you have to take him away. This child has the blood of at least dozens of primitive gods. He has evolved perfectly and has endless potential. He will be absolutely terrifying when he grows up. He will become a good helper for you!"
The bone demon shouted quickly.
Lu Ming's heart was moved, but his face remained calm. He looked at the animal-skin young man and said, "You can follow me if you want, but you must listen to me in the future!"
"Okay, okay, I will definitely listen to you!"
The young man in animal skin nodded repeatedly, showing excitement.
The beast-skin youth is very simple, and his mind is like that of a teenager who has not yet matured.
"By the way, do you have a companion?"
Lu Ming asked.
The beast-skin youth is so powerful and has endless potential, but his mind is not very high. If there were a few more, Lu Ming would be in trouble.
"No, when I wake up, I'm alone!" The young man in animal skin shook his head.
Lu Ming was slightly disappointed, and then asked: "Then what is your name?"
"Name? I don't have a name!"
The young man in animal skin said.
Lu Ming couldn't help but touch his nose. That's right. The beast-skin young man was alone as soon as he woke up. He had no companions and there was no way to have a name unless he gave himself a name.
"Then let me give you a name. Well, how about calling it Ten Thousand Gods? It is made up of the essence of thousands of primitive gods!"
Lu Ming said.
Although he is really bad at choosing names, he prefers this method and is often complacent about it.
"Okay, okay, I'll call you Wan Shen, I have a name..."
The young man in animal skin should be a great joy to all the gods.
Immediately, Lu Ming asked about the Celestial Clan again.
According to Wan Shen, after he woke up, he was often chased by the Celestial Race. He also knew from the very few memory fragments in his soul that the opponent was from the Celestial Race.
These days, the human race, like him, was born in this world.
The two sides fought against each other and both sides were injured.
"I want to kill all these human beings!"
The eyes of all gods flashed with murderous intent.
He also inherited the instinct of the primitive gods and would kill the Celestials whenever he saw them.
"Approximately how many Celestials are there?"
Lu Ming asked.
"I have killed a lot of people over the years, but there are still six blonds and fifteen silver-haired ones left. But I killed another blond and two silver-haired ones before..."
All gods explain.
Lu Ming was secretly shocked. It seemed that not all of them had dealt with him before, but only three blond ones and nine silver-haired ones.
In addition to the three who were killed by the gods just now, there are still four blond ones and thirteen silver-haired ones.
"Let's do this, Wanshen, you hide, I will attract those celestial beings, and you take action to kill them, how about that?"
Lu Ming said.
These days, if the human race is not dead, he feels uneasy because he doesn't know when he will be attacked by surprise.
These catastrophes must be completely resolved.
"OK!"
All gods naturally agreed happily.
Then, they started moving and changed places.
Lu Ming found a place to sit cross-legged, while Wanshen was lurking not far from him, gathering his breath.
Lu Ming sensed it carefully and found that he could not sense 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 scroll of Jingyu, and then encouraged the heart of the ancient god. The heart of the ancient god beat loudly, and the aura of the ancient god spread far away.
Lu Ming braced himself, concentrated highly, spread out his spiritual consciousness, and paid attention to every move around him.
Although there were all the gods beside him, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. He was very aware of the terror of the Celestial Race. If he did not pay attention, he would die.