The men and horses of both sides met soon on this desolate land.

The team of the alien race was tall and big, and everyone's eyes were filled with greed and desire, as well as cruelty and blood. They looked at each other bloodthirsty, howling one after another.

The team wearing animal skins did not have an advantage in terms of numbers and was equipped with simple equipment, but they were all high-spirited and had a belief and firmness that shocked Qin Dahai.

"This is the first war launched by the ancestors after they discovered the conspiracy of the gods." Zhang Menglong said quietly: "And at that time, the gods only sent two people. They easily convinced the aliens and rebelled against some Central Plains human races. This war broke out in despair and was a desperate battle."

When Zhang Menglong finished speaking.

The two sides have begun to reunite.

In just a moment, the two conveniences were intertwined and the battle officially began.

This is definitely the most shocking war.

The alien races driven by the gods are extremely cruel like tigers and wolves, while the human race in the Central Plains adheres to firm beliefs and fights desperately among enemies that are several times more than themselves.

The foreign race is in the back.

The people of the gods sat indifferently on the platform, their eyes indifferently as if they were watching the ants arguing.

Seeing the ancestors dying continuously, Qin Dahai's resentment seemed to be pulled and emerged constantly. The gods on the high platform behind seemed to feel something. They looked at the direction of the Apricot Hall, and a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes, but soon looked at the battlefield of fighting again.

Blood keeps flowing.

The already desolate land was dyed red, making it even more tragic.

One by one, the fallen ancestors looked at the direction of their hometown, with nostalgia and reluctance.

over time.

The war gradually came to an end. Without a miracle, the Central Plains human race was defeated, but a group of descendants emerged from them, using their flesh and blood to support hope for the remaining companions.

The defeated Central Plains people returned to their hometown. They took their wives, children, old and weak away from their hometowns. When the aliens who caught up with them found that the building was empty, they angrily destroyed their hometown. A sea of ​​fire continued to churn. The distant Central Plains people looked at the thick smoke that had once risen from their hometown and burst into tears.

And immediately afterwards.

The picture changes.

The human race in the Central Plains found a place to live on a piece of land again. They elected a new leader, but they had not been able to truly recuperate. The gods discovered them, and what followed was the invasion of the alien race.

The Central Plains human race, who had no choice but to retreat, decided to fight against the enemy.

They created a flag, their own, men, women, young and old, and fought the craziest battle with foreign races.

This battle is even more cruel.

Countless blood gathered into a river, dyeing the flag completely red, and the sky continued to drop thunder. Just when the Central Plains human race was despairing, a thunder thunder hit the flag. The blood seemed to have been pulled, rushing towards the flag. The flag fluttered in the wind. The participating Central Plains human warriors looked at the flag fluttering in the wind, but they burst out with unprecedented combat power!

Because the flag that flutters in the wind is called by relatives.

Even when Qin Dahai saw the flying flag, his heart trembled and wanted to kneel down.

The sound of killing shook the sky at this moment.

The alien army was defeated.

The human race in the Central Plains took back their hometown and established their own civilization.

Qin Dahai is very familiar with these scenes. When he pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, King Yu took him to experience them, but he was not as detailed as today.

"In that battle, the ancestors re-established their hometowns." Zhang Menglong said: "They reproduced, developed, established tribes, and established dynasties during the period. During this period, the war with the gods never stopped. Although the army of gods did not appear, they never lost in the face of the alien race driven by the gods."

"Because of that flag?" Qin Dahai asked.

Zhang Menglong nodded, with infinite sighs in his eyes: "That big banner! It is the last shout of the human race, and with that big banner, the human race in the Central Plains can be undefeated. Even though the gods had dispatched hundreds of people, they were still defeated by the human race. Because the big banner is controlled by the king of the world, it is also the big banner of the human race. However, because of this, the gods were angry and launched the destruction of the world."

"flood?"

Qin Dahai asked.

Zhang Menglong nodded, then waved his hand.

The surrounding scenes are changing.

At this time, the scene was a natural disaster!

Almost endless floods came from the horizon, swallowing everything.

Home is constantly destroyed, and lives fall one by one, and the entire Central Plains fall into the doomsday.

"The Gods' plan to destroy the world is flooded. People outside the Central Plains who defected to the Gods' reliance on Noah's ark survived, but the Central Plains' land was ruthlessly abandoned and destroyed. That year, King Dayu came out of nowhere and used a mountain-opening axe to cut off the four mountains and five mountains and clear the flood of destroying the world."

Said.

In the scene around, a giant came stepping onto the water, swinging the axes in his hand one after another, mountains were constantly split, gulfs appeared, and the world-destroying flood dissipated.

"After the flood was over, King Yu cast nine tripods and divided nine states. The human race had an unparalleled fortune. The gods wanted to eliminate them quickly. King Yu carried the banner of the human race and led his soldiers to fight. Nine out of ten battles, but he was defeated in the last battle." Zhang Menglong said in a deep voice.

Said.

The picture changed again.

However, King Yu was backing the human banner, covered in scars and confronting hundreds of gods. The leader of the gods was the guy who drove the aliens to trample on the Central Plains in the previous picture!

Qin Dahai took a deep look and said, "What's next?"

Zhang Menglong said: "Later, King Yu could not bear to the suffering of the Jiuzhou human race. He traded his own lives to exchange for the retreat of the Gods, and hid the human banner, leaving a chance for survival for the Jiuzhou human race. King Yu also committed suicide in Mangshan. However, when he committed suicide, he forged the Jiuzhou Dragon Map with his heart and will, and jointly protected the Jiuzhou world with his nine tripods, and left behind the inheritance of the Dragon Search Path. At this point, it is difficult for the masters of the Gods to set foot on the land of Jiuzhou."

Qin Dahai took a deep breath and said, "Has the history class finished?"

Zhang Menglong nodded.

Wave your hand.

The scenes around the surroundings quickly changed, and they soon returned to the canyon behind Yunmeng Mountain.

"What do you want to tell me for such a big deal?" Qin Dahai asked with a burning look.

Zhang Menglong said: "Qin Huayang's real purpose is the human king Daqi. I think it's you supposed to think of it?"

"It's not just him." Qin Dahai licked his lips.

The flag of the king!

That banner is definitely not simple!
Chapter completed!