Rise of Humanity

Zhong Yue walked into the ruined temple and saw that the temple had been abandoned and was in disrepair for many years, but the murals of the temple can still see the prosperity of the protoss then.

In the temple, a trembling old man was holding a cane, and a young woman next to him supported him and looked at Zhong Yue.

"This woman is the only bloodline of the Yingzhao Protoss rescued by Elder Shui?"

Zhong Yue looked up and down, and saw that the woman was sixteen or seventeen years old, only one or two years older than herself.

The woman was also looking at him, her eyes showed curiosity, and she glared slightly, saying, "The British woman has seen the Brotherhood of the Human Race, please forgive the British Woman who cannot see the full salute. Why do so many strong men hunt you? "

Zhong Yue also replied, saying: "I went against the mysterious realm of the Five Great Yuans and killed several disciples of the Xiaomang Protoss, which led to my pursuit."

The trembling old English man sneered: "Killing a few disciples of the Xiaomang Protoss will not attract so many masters, mainly because this boy is reversing the mystery of the Five Yuan! At that time, the human clan Fengxi killed the Xihuang, and led tens of thousands of ethnic slaves to the wilderness, killing blood into a river, and the bodies were piled up like mountains. The most powerful protoss has not fallen because of this, and Feng is the one who reverses the mysterious realm of the five yuan! "

The British woman was startled, looked at Zhong Yue, and lost her voice: "You are also a person who is against the mystery of the Five Great Yuan, will you become so powerful?"

"It's very early! This little ghost looks like a young man. I don't know when it will die. It's unknown whether he can live to that day."

The old British man coughed violently, exhaling, "Hey, Shuizi An may not be able to protect him."

Zhong Yue moved in his heart and quickly said, "Senior. The human race Fengshi killed Xihuang. Could this Fengshi be the first generation of my Jianmen? Could you please tell me more?"

Feng's led tens of thousands of slaves to kill the Xihuang, rushed into the great waste, and killed the old mother of the sky elephant who was entangled in the great waste, sealed the demon tribe, and the blue lines of the road. Slash and burn, open up the holy land of human race, this is definitely a legend, myth!

The older generation in Jianmen didn't know much about this period of time. On the contrary, the protoss of Xihuang had a more detailed record of this incident.

That time was fascinating, and it was the brightest page in the history of Jianmen, so Zhong Yue could not help asking the old man of the Yingzhao Protoss.

"You also want to kill Xihuang like Feng's? Hey, I wouldn't tell you!" The old English man leaned on a cane. Sit slowly.

The British girl apologized: "The patriarch is this weird temper, and my brother is not to blame. In the Western Wasteland, many protoss feed on human races, but this is not the case with my Yingzhao protoss. I am a British protoss vegetarian, although the human races in the territory have slaves , But it ’s no different from your terrible human race, it ’s just a tribute to us every once in a while. Actually ... ”

She was a little embarrassed. Whispering: "Our heroes are vegan, so we don't see them."

Zhong Yue stunned. With a smile: "No wonder along the way, I see those people on your Protoss territory, despite their shabby clothes, live and work in peace."

The maiden face looked sad, and said, "I will be the last patriarch of the Yingzhao Protoss after the patriarch leaves. If I die, the Yingzhao Protoss will become extinct ..."

Zhong Yue could not help but sympathize and comforted, "Sister Master rest assured that there should be other heroes in this world ..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't!"

The old man in Britain stubbornly said, "Before I die, I must bring in a few men of great bloodlines for you to marry. Breeding offspring for my heroic protoss! It ’s okay to be impure, as long as my protoss is not extinct If you have a few more births, you may encounter a pure blood, and if you are not good, you can refine the blood. One day, I can let the Yingzhao Protoss recover the former prosperity! "

The lady was pale and said, "Patriarch, I don't want to ..."

"Shut up, if it weren't for you and I was old, I would have reproduced with you myself!"

The old British man hummed: "This is not what you love and I love, but that our race is going to be extinct! It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun. This kid can reverse the mysterious realm of the five yuan. I think it ’s good, or you will reproduce today. stop!"

Zhong Yue was startled and quickly said, "Senior, we are different races ..."

The old British man sneered: "It doesn't matter if you have different species. Anyway, my heroine as long as you are fine, don't need your blood. In the future, you will have a baby, and you will refine the blood of the human race in the baby!"

The English girl Huarong changed her color and said, "Patriarch, I don't want to! I just said a few words back and forth with my brother ..."

"Can't tolerate you ... hmm? Did you hit?"

The old Englishman couldn't bear to force Zhong Yue to marry her with the British girl, walked out of the temple tremblingly, opened the temple door, Zhong Yue quickly hurried forward, looked out, and the British girl also stepped forward and glanced secretly Glancing at Zhong Yue's face, he bit his lip, and whispered, "Brother Human, will you not answer?"

Zhong Yue nodded absently, looking away, and saw hundreds of miles away from the temple. Suddenly, the outbreak of a war broke out, and even in the temple, he could still feel the horror of the strong. Breath!

There are more than thirty shares of these breaths, which are extremely domineering. From a distance, the protoss strong blood rushes into the sky, obviously not from the weak, but the existence of the elders!

Even, Zhong Yue also felt a breath like a **** and a monster, bombarding the sky, terrible.

Then, I saw that electricity was generated in the void. The sky around the battlefield was squeezed by the strong breath, and the air was thick or thin, and the thunder in the air was squeezed out.

This is because the breath of the strong is too terrible. It disturbs the air, lets the air flow sharply, and rubs into thunder!

All kinds of visions appeared in the air, as if there were one demon-like body standing in the clouds.

"Good guy, the elder sacrifices of the Xiaomang Protoss, the Mountain Protoss and the Ghost Protoss are all launched!"

The old British man was surprised, and said, "Well, some people have bypassed Shui Zi'an and came here."

In the distance, a rush of figures rushed to the front of the small temple, and suddenly stopped one by one, showing a powerful protoss.

A magnificent Xiaomang protoss stepped forward and shook the hill. Bowing: "Mr. Ying Lao, please also hand over that human race. Our three major protoss chase this person down, and please Ying Lao give a thin face."

When Zhong Yue looked around, I saw that these protoss all existed at least at the level of the master, and to a lesser extent, it was also a spiritual realm, and even a legal heaven realm!

In front of this force. The small ruined temple is almost like a hoe, as if kicked by them, they can be shattered!

"Shui Zi'an sent people to me, so I will keep my promise and keep him safe, no matter how many protoss are you?"

The old man calmly said, "He is in my little temple, so you can't touch him with a cold hair."

Another mountain protoss took a step forward and said coldly: "The Yingzhao Protoss is no longer the former Yingzhao Protoss, the old and the British should understand ..."

嘭 ——

The old English man pointed and his body suddenly exploded. Torn apart, Yuanshen was chopped and died by fate.

The hearts of many other Protoss were terrified, and each hurried back. The Xiaomang Protoss quickly said, "Ying Lao, your temple, we will never take a step, but you protect this kid. When can you protect it? If you have always sheltered him Is to be right with the Protoss of Xihuang. Please also think twice about it! "

The old British man laughed and said, "Be at ease, wait until Shuizi An comes back, and I will drive them away."

The Xiaomang protos accompanied the laughter: "Shuizi An was afraid that he would not come back alive. There were eighteen sacrifice sacrifice, and the others were all those who were strong in the law and heaven. And there was my Xiaomang God of Filial Piety! "

"Filial Demon God also fought himself?"

The old English man looked tight, and suddenly laughed: "If Shuizi An is dead, I will throw this guy to you when he is finished with the seeds."

The protoss gas refiners outside the temple were relieved. The old man in Britain was a difficult old bone. It is also an unbelievable giant, and although the Yingzhao Protoss has fallen, the temple still worships gods.

Although there are only two people in this race, it is also a terrible force!

The small gods in the temple are big, and they are talking about such small races as the Yingzhao Protoss!

Zhong Yue stood in front of the temple door and looked out. I saw the battle there was extremely fierce. From a distance, it seemed that the mountains were suddenly torn apart, and then a rainbow of air burst into the sky, stirring in mid-air, like a line. Dragons are interspersed!

"Sword sixty-four!"

Zhong Yue's heart jumped, and it was a complete array of sword cocoons and sword silks. The intricate and complex sixty-four style of swords bloomed in the hands of Elder Shuizi'an, and the rainbow was the sword's qi!

The sword qi is really amazing. It is hard to imagine that the body of this little old man, Shui Zi An, can actually hide such a powerful force!

"Surprisingly, the sword cocoon and sword silk formations should be indefensible with the incomparable sword gas. Why did Elder Shui make his sword gas so majestic?" Zhong Yue wondered.

At this moment, the sixty-four sword qi of Shui Zi'an rolled like a dragon, and the thick sword body was like a pillar. Wherever the sword qi passed, the hilltop was cut off with a slight touch and turned into powder!

Such a majestic sword is really scary, but it also makes it possible to avoid it, because it is too conspicuous.

Suddenly, Zhong Yue's heart trembled, and more than ten of the sixty-four sword qi suddenly disappeared, and then a blood light appeared hundreds of miles away from the air. Dragons become tiny in the blink of an eye!

Those protoss who were beheaded suddenly lost their sword qi, and were immediately beheaded!

"Big and small ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The size changes by heart, the sword 64 can still be used like this!"

This battle was extremely fierce, coming and going as fast as possible. When the fighting reached its most fierce, the dragon-like sword spirit rolling all over the sky suddenly disappeared and turned into a sword silk. A blood rain stained the air in the air for several miles!

Ten fierce soldiers, the fiercest is not the sixty-four sword cocoons and sword silk, but Shuizi'an!

Several figures rose into the sky and left in a hurry. They should be strong men who did not die under the sixty-four style of the sword.

Outside the small temple, many of the protoss powers also changed dramatically, and immediately fled before Shuizi'an returned.

"Elder Shui's strength is too terrible. Even another giant lord, the filial piety devil has been forced to retreat!" Zhong Yue was shocked.

———— The four chapters have broken out today, brothers, where is the monthly ticket? Today is the 29th. At the most critical period at the end of the month, the house pig and his wife are taking their children to Beijing. They have no time to pay attention to the monthly ticket list. Can this month keep the new book monthly ticket? The house pig can only ask you! !! (To be continued ...)