Rise of Humanity

The God of the Snake Huang led the two gods to the Jianmen, and suddenly their bodies shook, each showing the heavens and the earth, standing tall and towering into the clouds, as if standing in the sky, and surrounding the Jianmen.

God of the Yellow Snake looked at the discouraged Jianmen disciple in Jianmen Mountain, and laughed loudly, "Run, run, stupid mortal! Hurry up and tell Zhong Shan's, let him come back to save you!"

Jun Sixie, Fang Jiange, and others quickly stabilized the hearts of the people, urged Jianmen to take a sip of magical soldiers, sacrificed the four flags, and protected the whole mountain.

The ram respected the head of God, and looked down, and smiled: "What a stupid mortal, thinking that you can deal with God with God's weapons? You are so naive!"

? pig? pig? island? The novel ww.uua. The three gods prodded their big hands together and grabbed Jianmen's four-flag gate array, breaking the defensive force of the four-flag gate array and grasping Jianmen Mountain.

At this moment, the six old men looked up.

After a while, the blood of the gods fell from the air, and the corpse of the gods fell from the air.

The six old men collected two **** corpses and placed them in front of the magic drugs such as Hu Sanweng and Dragon Sunflower. They said, "We just talked about how to get nutrition from the **** corpses. Now you try it."

"Escaped a snake!"

Hu Sanweng shouted, "Old man, you didn't kill that **** snake!"

The six old men were furious, raised his fist and hammered his head fiercely, and said, "Is this water boiling?"

Eastern wilderness Montenegro.

The battle between the dragon prince and the magic prince, the magic prince was in danger, and he had to recover the coffin and the magic tree. However, his defeat has been determined. The reason why he can still persist is because the dragon prince is hesitant. he. Let him kill Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue made him afraid that if he could take the opportunity to get rid of Zhong Yue, it would be the best of both worlds.

At this time, a sudden scream came, and the Dragon Hou looked at the Fengzen Altar, and saw that it was not easy for the teacher to have beheaded Wen Changgong. Wen Changgong was also sacrificed, and it was not easy for the teacher to turn to Zhu Jiumu.

"Longhou, one must not have two, let alone three!"

Zhong Yue's voice suddenly passed into his ears: "Don't spoil the friendship between the human race and the dragon race, beware that you will be in the first day and I will be fifteen."

Long Hou's heart was stunned. The thought of the Dragons in Kunlun still depended on Zhong Yue and the next generation of West Queen Mother to be able to establish a foothold. It was really impossible to do the second thing with the sword. Otherwise Zhong Yueruo is not dead. The dragon race will suffer accordingly.

Suddenly, the Dragon Hou laughed, the sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, forced the Hou back in succession, and forced the Hou into the sealed altar after dozens of moves.

Longhou pierced with a sword, passed through the devil tree, pierced the head of the devil, and immediately took away his sword.

"Zhongshan's. No one can win an era!"

His voice came from afar, shocking people: "God can't do it. Devil can't do it! If you want to reproduce the prosperity of Fuxi, you will be against this era. Good for yourself! "

He disappeared into the blood rain and disappeared.

Feng Zen Altar. Zhong Yue lowered her head, looked at her hands, and murmured, "No one can win an era? If not, how can you know if you can't win?"

He looked up and sighed angrily. It seems to be venting the anger in his heart, mobilizing all cultivation, and stepping up the refinement of the natural ancestor's body.

Suddenly, his black hair began to appear white hair, and the white hair spread one by one, more and more.

Zhong Yue was startled, and felt that his Shou Yuan was passing away.

The blood of the gods in the wooden star was sealed and back bitten, and he suddenly deprived him of his thousand years of life. This is the curse of the descendants of the Xunpeng gods in the future when they lost the blood of God!

"Can anyone really win an era?" Zhong Yue murmured.

The ancestor of the natural ancestor was slowly being refined. The huge energy in his body was sacrificed to the heavens and the earth, and turned into the energy of the Fengzen Grand Sacrifice, which was mobilized by Zhong Yue.

In the Buddhist altar, Zhu Jiumu still struggled with the master to fight Xuanyuan. The old man's strength is extremely terrible, it is close to the existence of the god, and it is also the only **** who comes back from Kunxing alive!

Although he is old, his strength is still above the other gods of the ancestor. Twelve gods were killed in the battle of Kun Xing. Only one of his aging generations came back alive to see how amazing his combat power!

Unfortunately, he is old. After all, he is old. His blood is not as vigorous as his peak, his mana is not as strong as his peak, and his mental strength is much lower than before.

This is the sadness of the old man.

Although Zhong Yue did not tell Shi Wuyi and Gongsun Xuanyuan what his flaws were, he could not hold on for long.

"Senior Jiumu, do you have to fight again?"

Zhong Yue turned around and said, "Now that the situation is fixed, even if you fight hard, it won't help. You don't have to fight anymore. I will let the altar go aside, you can leave."

Zhu Jiumu laughed, "Zhongshan Family, will you stop the seal after I leave?"

Zhong Yue shook her head.

Zhu Jiumu exploded: "Then fight! I didn't come here to escape for myself. Why would I come if I wanted to escape alone?"

Zhong Yue frowned. He fully understood the old man's thoughts. The purpose of Zhu Jiumu's purpose was to kill him, and to stop this great Zen festival. Since Zhong Yue is not dead, you must continue to fight, or Zhong Yue will die, or she will die on her own!

Zhong Yue sighed and stopped persuading.

Zhu Jiumu has more and more wounds on his body, it is more difficult to avoid Xuanyuan Sword, and it is more difficult to defend against difficult attacks.

He is indeed old. The physical fitness of the old man may be maintained at its peak at the beginning, but after tiredness, it will be a cliff-like decline, and it will be difficult to persist.

His defeat is doomed.

Suddenly Zhu Jiumu's white hair fluttered, his whole body was full of blood and blood, and he no longer defended. He bent his bow fully, his heart blood flew out, turned into a blood arrow, and shot an arrow at Zhong Yue!

The light of this arrow is extremely bright, containing his life's divine channel method, his life's thoughts and sustenance, and his power is amazing.

Zhu Jiumu's chest bleeds, using blood as an arrow, and once again pulling the bow, another blood arrow shoots at Zhong Yue.

He used his own blood as an arrow, and shot eight arrows in a row. When the last arrow was fired, his blood was exhausted. Suddenly Xuanyuan sword cut off his skull. The difficult eight-pole killing team cut him off. Hands.

Zhu Jiumu's head rose into the sky. One-eyed was still looking at Zhong Yue, only to see Zhong Yue raise her hand and grab the scale mirror, blocking herself.

Ding Ding Ding Ding——

A series of explosions came, and the blood arrows hit the mirror, and they shattered and turned into bloodshots.

Zhu Jiumu smiled. Suddenly, bloodshot blood turned into countless arrows, bypassed the bright mirror, and turned into a huge net, shooting from all directions in Zhong Yuezhen!

Zhong Yue looked up at him, revealing an intolerable color, but in her eyes, three gods' light burst out, and she stepped forward with a blood arrow and cut the heads of Zhu Jiumu.

Zhu Jiumu's eyes were dim and the blood arrows were out of control, but there were still dozens of bloodshot arrows piercing Zhong Yue's body.

"Senior. Let's go ..."

Detective Zhongyue's hand, Zhu Jiumu's **** bow fell in his hand. Zhongyue watched the bow and muttered, "Don't hate me, everyone is his tribe ... natural ancestor, open it to me!"

He roared again and again, mobilizing all the power of the Great Zen, and mobilizing all the power of the high offering. The totem pattern around the city of nature has finally begun to crumble, gradually disintegrating!

just. Those totem patterns are disintegrated, but the city of nature has totem patterns that continue to emerge, adding in, and always maintaining the physical body of the natural ancestors.

"Yue, it's innate!"

Sui Huo suddenly said: "His innate aura is still there, maintaining his physical body is not bad! I am afraid that your current sacrifice power is still a little behind. Only then can you give innate aura!"

"A little bit of strength?"

Zhong Yue gritted her teeth and suddenly threw the God Wing Sword, and sacrificed together with the God Sword.

Xuanhuo was annoyed, "In fact, it is enough to sacrifice this big lion. The big lion is the most useless and is a male. Can't mate. It would be a pity to lose this wing sword sacrifice ..."

——For him, the creatures in this world can only be divided into two types. Those who are suitable for Zhongyue mating and those who are not suitable for Zhongyue mating are as simple as that.

After a while, the God Wings disappeared, and the city of nature began to disintegrate. Zhong Yue stood in front of the city, watching the physical body of the ancestors disappear.

Over time, the ancestors of the natural ancestors became faster and faster. After a few hours, this city of nature completely disappeared.

Zhong Yue suddenly squatted down and kneeled, pressing one palm against the center of the altar.

The canon of the Fengzhan Festival suddenly erupted, a blood-colored light sphere expanded outward along the Montenegro, and the speed was unimaginably fast. With a buzz, it spread across the globe in a few breaths.

Hum--

Another blood-colored light ball erupted from the center of the Fengzen Altar, and then a buzz sounded, and a third blood-colored light ball appeared.

The blood-colored light **** expanded from the center of the altar, covering the world over and over again!

"I curse!"

Zhong Yue raised her head and said loudly, "I curse, the protoss on the ancestral star, the blood of God is lost, the descendants of the protoss, and cursed by my blood for generations!"

"I curse, the demons on the ancestor, the demons are lost, and the descendants of the demons are cursed and imprisoned by my blood for generations!"

"I curse, the Kun people on the ancestral star, the Kun blood is lost, the descendants of the Kun people, cursed and imprisoned by my blood for generations!"

Zhong Yue paused, and suddenly spoke again: "I curse, the descendants of the filial piety of the Protoss, feed on the feces of the human race."

He slowly got up, his hair became white and his head was lowered: "All sins belong to me!"

Shi Yi and the young Xuanyuan stared at him blankly, only to see that Zhong Yue was rapidly getting old, and he was bitten by the curse of the descendants of the demon Queen Kun.

He lost his life for nearly 10,000 years.

Zhong Yue opened the mysterious realm of the Six Great Yuans and cultivated into six reincarnations. His Shou Yuan itself was extremely long, and he had a long life span of ten thousand years before he became a god.

Now he has only a few hundred years left.

This time the Great Zen Festival ~ www.readwn.com ~ he also paid a heavy price!

"Fortunately, future generations of human leaders need not pay such a large price."

Zhong Yue laughed, put away the bronze lamp and scale mirror, and said lightly, "Lion, Xuanyuan, let's go."

The three men walked out of Montenegro, and the boy Xuanyuan glanced back and said suddenly, "Uncle Zhong, what is the name of this mountain? The name of Montenegro is not in line with its effect on my people."

Zhong Yue was intrigued and laughed, "What do you think it should be called?"

Juvenile Xuanyuan looked at the sky crying, the flood was flooding below, flooding the foot of Montenegro, and suddenly the light moved and smiled: "I decided to create a text, and the three of us were on the water, so the three of us created this text on the water."

He wrote a text, saying: "I call it the Thai word, the Thai, leveling the flood beasts, opening up peace forever, and having the mainstay of the tribe. Uncle Zhong is here to open up my tribe's great cause, so I call it Taishan!"

——The house pig is about to be frozen into a dog. Today it is minus 14 degrees. Brothers, how cold are you? (To be continued.)