Rise of Humanity

On the edge of this extraterrestrial place, millions of Fuxi gods stood on the shore, staring blankly at the scene.

Zhong Yue, like a giant who is not tired, raised his sword again and again, and soon after, finally chopped off the head of Feng Zhen's ancestor!

He used chopping, cutting all the avenues in the world, as long as there is reason to follow, and the texture of the totem is considerable, you can cut it!

Feng Zhen ’s ancestor ’s body was sealed by Prince Fuxi ’s Crown Prince and Yuanshen was suppressed. Even so, his body was extremely powerful. Every time the innate sword was cut off, Zhong Yue ’s arm was shattered and the tiger ’s mouth burst. !!

However, even the Emperor's physical body can't stop the chop!

The knife in his hand is a congenital sword

Zhong Yueyue is more proficient in cutting. Each time he cuts the knife, he directly cuts off the texture of the road, cuts into his flesh, cuts off his muscle tendons, and cuts off the fascia between his bones and bones.

His knife was getting sharper and sharper, one cut deeper than the other, and the number of shots required to cut off Feng Zhen's ancestor's head was less and less.

A few hours later, he chopped off hundreds of Fengzhen's ancestors' heads, one long and one chopped off. He seemed to be exhausted and showed no mercy.

He only had one purpose, which was to hack the wind to ancestor his ancestors, and to hack the apostles of the Fuxi Protoss alive in front of all the Fuxi Gods in this world!

The flesh on Fu Mei's face is constantly shaking. Although he is an emperor, the immortal body cannot be used infinitely. If the head is chopped more times, the immortal body may be invalid.

Of course, the undead body that exists at the emperor level is extremely powerful. If Zhong Yue cuts it down like this, it will take hundreds of years to chop Feng Zhen to death.

But the situation is different now, wind vibration is suppressed.

He has a monster-like presence on his body riding him, suppressing his physical body and Yuanshen. Zhong Yue cut off his head, in fact, even Yuanshen's head was cut off together!

Yuan Shen can also be immortal. Feng Zhen does this, but Yuan Shen's immortality requires more energy. Zhong Yue cut it down like this, I am afraid that in two years, he can wind Feng Zhen, the ancestor. Hack alive!

And, even more dangerous, Feng Zhen's body under the head is under heavy seals, and the seal is killing his power, even faster than Zhong Yue's beheading!

In other words, it took Zhong Yue to chop Feng Zhen, the ancient emperor, the ancient emperor, and it took much faster than imagined!

Not only that, the ancestor of Fu Mei also can see that every time Zhong Yue makes a knife, the sword is more perfect than the last time, the power is stronger, the knife light is brighter, and the strength is better.

He is making rapid progress, cutting an emperor's head, and testing every time he makes a knife, so he is making rapid progress and perfecting his magic skills.

This terrible progress allows him to slay the wind gods and the flesh in a shorter time!

Keep going, the wind will die!

"Wujiu Xiaoyou, why?" A clan of Fuxi Protoss asked loudly.

Zhong Yue filled her ears, continued to wave her sword, and chopped down Feng Zhen's ancestor's head. The flesh and blood at the neck of Feng Zhen's ancestor wriggled, and another head grew, and then he cut it off with a knife.

"This is the execution!"

A **** of fuxi trembled, "Law enforcement in public!"

There is a silence in this world, in front of them, in the world of Fuxi, law enforcement and execution, beheading the ancestor of the wind, how bold and arrogant is this?

This is simply treating them as nothing!

However, Zhong Yue did just that, in front of their face, he chopped off the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors again and again, without the slightest soft hands, it was like an iron heart.

"Wujiu Xiaoyou, how can you bear it?"

A woman wept and trembled, "He is an old man—"

A goddess of fuxi shouted, "What is the skill of filial piety and bullying the elderly? How dare you come to fight with me for 300 rounds?"

Zhong Yue's face did not change, and he turned a deaf ear. He cut off again and again, and the chopping road became more and more perfect. Previously, he needed tens of thousands of knives to chop off the head of Fengzhen's ancestor. Now he only needs more than a thousand knives!

"Furu Mei, save the wind from shaking the ancestors!" The goddess Fuxi on the shore kneeled and cried.

The flesh of Fu Mei's ancestor was trembling again and again, looking at the terrible shadow hidden in the seal, and suddenly groaned, "All the clan masters can attack the existence with me and rescue the wind! Join me? "

Millions of fuxi gods on the shore looked at each other, and suddenly someone retreated quietly, and then more and more people pushed back, leaving only a few old people standing there.

The tribe hesitated and backed away, only the ancestor of Fumei still stood in the treasure ship.

"you guys!"

The ancestor of Fu Mei was furious and yelled, "Why is there no bloodiness? Take out your courage, and fight desperately with him, and you won't die here!"

Those Fuxi gods retreated faster.

The ancestor of Fu Mei smiled with anger, and suddenly saw Feng Ji opened, his eyes brightened, and he yelled, "The patriarch, the current enemy, win the wind to ancestor the ancestor to behead and demonstrate in public. As the patriarch, you should set an example and lead the ranks! "

Feng Ji opened his head and drank alcohol. He was interested in Xiao Suo and shook his head. "When will you be a patriarch? Hey, I'm just a puppet you are imprisoned. Now I want to work hard to think of me?"

He sarcastically said: "I have never left the world and never fought. I can match such a terrible existence? Patriarchs, you are the true patriarchs. Why not be the first to be a soldier? If you take the initiative, I think we will Dare to fight with you and rush up together. "

Fu Mei's ancestor frowned, trying to rush forward, but worried that Feng Ji would not follow after he rushed up, and other Fuxi gods would not follow.

If so, wouldn't you be dangerous?

At that time, maybe one of them beheaded there will have one more!

In order to save this old thing, is it worth the risk?

Unknown, it is scary. The monster hidden in the seal has never shown his face. This is the most terrifying. He doesn't know how powerful this monster is, and how much better than himself.

"Feng Zhen is old and hasn't lived for many years. Why should I take my life for an old thing that is about to die?"

The ancestor of Fu Mei thought of this, and suddenly felt relieved: "This monster dare not kill the seal. If he kills the seal, Feng Jikai and Fu Baorui will have to fight for their own lives, plus me, he will carry it. Can't help it ... Since you can protect yourself, there is no need to take risks for the wind! "

Like a hangman, Zhong Yue was still executing and beheading.

Below, Feng Zhen's ancestors' heads had piled up like a mountain. Over the past few months, he had chopped off tens of thousands of heads, and his heads had been chopped off, rolled down and stacked together.

His knife is faster, the chop is more perfect, and his power is stronger. Now he only needs twenty swords to cut off the head of the ancestor.

Although the undead body of the ancestor shaking the ancestors is not as good as before, more is that his magical skills are advancing at a rapid speed, and it is easier to cut off his head!

The most important thing is that when cutting the head of the ancestor, the emperor, he had a clear understanding, a deeper understanding of the avenue, and the progress of daoxing is rapidly progressing. The barriers of the realm of true **** are becoming thinner and thinner Step by step.

Finally, he fell sharply, and Feng Zhen's ancestor began to have blood flowing from his neck.

This is a sign that Feng Zhen's immortal body is about to collapse!

Earlier Zhong Yue cut his countless heads without any blood, but now there is blood flowing out, which is a huge improvement, indicating that his immortal **** and immortal body began to be broken!

Zhong Yue continued to wave the sword, and again and again, several blades fell, and a big head rolled to the ground.

Feng Zhen's ancestor's new head grew out and grew slowly. Zhong Yue waited for this head to grow and cut it again with a knife. Within ten swords, Feng Zhen's ancestor's head was chopped off.

This time, Feng Zhen's ancestor's head grew more slowly. Fu Mei's ancestor showed an unbearable expression. His old friend was finally going to die, in the hands of this little god.

The existence of the turmoil at that time was beheaded and executed in the presence of his juniors, and now he is exhausted.

"Array!"

The ancestor of Fu Mei shouted loudly, and the millions of Fuxi gods in the rear formed a large array and waited.

The blade of light was cut off, the head of Fengzhen's ancestor rolled down, the blood of the emperor poured out wildly, and the blood flow poured like a waterfall!

This knife fell, and Zhong Yue's body shook, and she felt that her eight paths were complete, and the barriers to the realm were easily broken. The true **** has become!

The emperor died, and the true God achieved it.

The wind shakes the ancestor's head, making him a true god!

Zhong Yue lowered her eyebrows and stood up.

"The punishment is over. The thief has been awarded the head." He was like an executioner, his voice was rumbling and the execution was over.

After a long time, the blood of Feng Zhen's ancestors ran out, and the spirit of this ancient emperor began to drain, overflow, the avenue began to wither, the body was stirred by the seal, and began to rot.

Zhong Yue lifted her foot, kicked it on the neck of the headless body, kicked the body into the heavy seal, and Feng Zhen's ancestor's body and Yuanshen were shattered.

Hun Dunyu recorded this scene in the mirror, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com witnessed the process of Zhong Yue hacking an emperor with countless knives.

艨 艟 The long boat fluttered, turned, and sailed into the heavy seal.

The ancestor of Fu Mei snorted, his voice was thick: "You are not filial piety. Junior, who are you? Who is the one behind you? Can you dare to leave a name?"

艨 艟 Long boat, Zhong Yue turned back, and gave a smile: "Yifeng is under the seat of the Ancestral Emperor of the Ancestral Palace. He is the left king of the Ancestral Palace, known as King Yi and Mr. Yi. I have seen Fu Mei."

"Yi Feng? King Yi? Mr. Yi?"

The ancestor of Fumei jumped and nodded: "I remember you, and remember the innate emperor of the Ancestral Palace. Today's shame, return in another day."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, waved the congenital knife in her hand, and inserted it into the light wheel turning behind her head, leisurely said: "You don't have to come to me, I will come to you, you clean your neck and kill you next time. I do n’t need so many knives. "

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