Rise of Humanity

"I will come back to this natural city!"

Zhong Yue stepped on the edge of the **** gold mine that has been transformed into iron, and walked outwards, silently in her heart: "When I come here again, natural ancestor, I will sacrifice your physical body and use this city to perform a A magnificent and magnificent festival to clear the obstacles for the people on my ancestor! "

Jun Sixie and Fang Jiange have returned to Jianmen more than a month ago. During this practice, both of them gained great benefits and became the mixed Yuan polar realm. They even broke through and practiced on Shuihuxing and Jinyuxing. Go to the realm of gods and become the top existence in the giant!

In particular, Fang Jiange is better than Jun Sixie in the psychic realm, taking the lead in refining the polar realm of the psychic realm, and refining his soul soldier into the extreme soul fighter!

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Jun Si Xie is the master of the gate, and her mind cannot be completely devoted to cultivation. In the years when she became the gate master, her cultivation has gradually been left behind by Fang Jiange.

Fang Jiange, because of his unbounded heart, had already trained his soul soldiers in the real spirit realm. The exquisite sword was refined to the extreme and cultivated to the supernatural state. Naturally, it was transformed into the supernatural state, which became the most powerful sword gate. presence.

The polar realm of the real spirit realm is the mixed real spirit, and the polar realm of the divine realm is the polar soul soldier. In the 10,000-year history of Jianmen, there are ten people who have been transformed into extremely soul soldiers. They have turned their soul soldiers into ten fierce soldiers, and Shuizi An is one of them.

However, Jianmen didn't know much about the Tongji polar realm. The ten murderers were not completely polar soul soldiers, leaving a lot of hidden dangers.

Fang Jiange's polar spirit soldiers did not leave any drawbacks. His polar realm was complete. The exquisite sword was refined by him, and his power had surpassed the ten fierce soldiers.

Both of them are natural spirits, one is practicing above the water planet, and the other is practicing above the golden planet. Venus and Minamata are inherently heavenly blessings to them, helping them to realize the supreme mystery of the true spirit, which is more effective than any magic medicine.

There is even hope to awaken them to the innate true spirit and gain boundless benefits!

But awakening the innate spirit is extremely difficult, and they have not reached that step yet, even so. The benefits they get are unimaginable.

Qiu Linger has not yet returned, and is still practicing in a moon on the wooden star. Zhong Yue went to the Kun people with a dying heart. He did not let Shui Zi'an inform Qiu Yier to prevent the girl from being sad.

The congenital moon **** remained in Jianmen, still sitting in that gazebo, and remained there regardless of the wind and rain, motionless.

Fang Jiange and Jun Sixie returned to Jianmen one after the other, and after hearing reports from Shui Zi'an and others, they went to see the moon god. The two felt embarrassed and approached without face, and each retreated.

"Such a beautiful woman ... she said Brother Zhong was not dead?"

Jun Si is surprised, Kun war, the **** Kun, mother **** and ancestor demon were killed and wounded. The news has spread throughout the ancestors, and there is even news that the ancestors of the filial piety were also beheaded. Spirit escapes. Nowhere to be found.

Such horrific battles, Zhong Yue naturally cannot survive.

But with more news coming. Give them a lot of hope.

One of the news was that the ancestor Xiaomang was killed by an innate goddess, and that innate goddess was born from a huge moon core and killed the ancestor Xiaomang.

How rare is the innate God? Eternal existence!

It is impossible to have an innate **** born on the ancestor, and naturally it is impossible to have a second innate god. So stay at the gate of the moon god. It must be the congenital goddess who killed the ancestor Xiaomang!

Luna said that Zhong Yue wasn't dead, so Zhong Yue really might not be dead!

Today, the sword gate is considered safe, and Zu Xing is turbulent, so many gods have died. The goddess Kun also has very little left, shaking the world, so that those who had originally planned to rob and rob the sword gate did not dare to move.

More than a month later, the wind also rushed back from Saturn.

He was summoned by the spirit of the filial ancestor, asking him to return to Saturn from Saturn. On this trip to Saturn, he also gained a lot, and he became a god-like state.

Feng Wuji returned to the ancestral star, came to the temple of Xiaomang, and saw a white robe sacrificing around the statue of the ancestor of Xiaomang in the highest temple, standing on his knees.

Suddenly, he saw that the spirit of Xiaomang's ancestor was actually attached to the statue, and he could not help but stun it.

Without the body, even the gods are lonely and helpless, and they have to find a support. Idols subjected to sacrifice are the best habitat for gods.

There is often an old saying among ordinary men and women, saying that in a certain place, the idol is manifested, and the word manifestation means the manifestation of the **** inhabiting the idol.

Of course, the deities must be inhabited by the gods in order to manifest their spirits, otherwise they are just woodcarving clay sculptures.

In addition, the gods inhabiting the idols must have constant sacrifices, otherwise the sacrifices will gradually disappear.

Feng Wuji hurriedly worshiped the ancestor Xiaomang's statue, scratching his head like a garlic, respectfully saying, "Why are the ancestors so eager to call me back?"

The deity of the ancestor Xiaomang emerged from the idol, solemn and solemn, without speaking. An old sacrifice of white robes trembled, "High priest, the ancestors need to use your time, so they will call you back."

Feng Wuji worshiped again, and said, "If there is no ancestor, how can there be me? No matter what, Wuji must go to the soup and fire!"

The white robe sacrifices all praised, and one sacrificed with a smile: "The high priest really has the heart of a child! This heart can learn from the sun and the moon, and it is indeed the inheritor selected by the old ancestors! This time the old ancestors called, it is also for you. A great event! "

Another sacrifice said, "It's a great event, and it's endless glory!"

The wind was hesitant to hesitate, and I didn't know that the ancestor Xiaomang was dead, the flesh was corrupted, and only the gods were left. Hearing the words of sacrifices, he was also in the mist.

An old sacrifice smiled and smiled, "The high priest, your good deed is here. The old ancestor's physical body has collapsed. At this moment, the soul is lonely and helpless, so the old ancestor chose you as his reborn body. You still haven't Hurry up and thank the ancestors? "

"Choose me as my ancestor's rebirth?"

Feng Wuji's heart shook, and her heart suddenly became clear: "The ancestor of the filial piety is dead, calling me back is to take away my flesh!"

When the body is taken away, his soul is naturally helpless, and his soul will be scattered, and the spirit will not last forever!

He was furious, knowing that he had been calculated. The sacrifices of these filial priests had long known that the ancestors of filial piety wanted to take him away, but none of them had notified him in advance to make him prepare!

He made a long journey in the starry sky, serving as a dusty servant, and it took him months to return to the ancestor. He never expected him to die!

Although Feng Wuji's heart was angry, she remained calm. Instead, her face was full of sincerity, horror, surprise, and joy. He stunted, "Wuji, He De, how can you be so valued by the old ancestors? Wuji heard the evil, for him. The old ancestors can give up righteousness and admire in Wuji's heart, but now I did not expect that Wuji also has the opportunity to give up righteousness. Thank you for your ancestor's perfection! Only hate Wuji's weak body, which may not be able to bear the ancestor's grace. "

The spirit of the ancestor Xiaomang has been staring at him, and he has not let go of any changes in his expression. After a long time, the ancestor Xiaomang sighed: "You are so loyal, I am so relieved. I did not read you wrongly, you Stay, the others retreat. Wicked, I will wash your muscles and marrow for you, transform the flesh, make your flesh stronger, and then regenerate. You do n’t have to be afraid, this time is not too long, as short as a few months, long Half a year. "

Feng Wuji was sincere and frightened, and he repeatedly said: "Wuji is already impatient!"

The ancestor Xiaomang nodded gently, and other white robe sacrifices retreated, closing the gate of the High Temple.

The glances at the sacrifices were deeply relieved.

"High priest? Hey, more like a dog than us!"

At the same time, on the mainland of the Demon Clan, the young and immortal Demon man next to the queen mother suddenly sneered, "Really when I am a dog you slaughtered? Xiaomang ancestor, Xiaomang tribe, also But it ’s the object I use. Only use it if there is use value, and I have no use value, I kicked it away! I actually want to take it away, and you are worth it! "

He is exactly the incarnation of the wind who stays behind the demons, hiding next to the queen mother, called the military division by the gas conquerors under the queen mother, whispering: "But now it is a good way to capture the power of the filial ancestors. Opportunity, as long as he has captured his strength and surpassed my hundreds of years of hard work, will allow me to step into the sky and become a **** in one fell swoop! Then I can swept the ancestor, unstoppable! "

He took out a small altar, the altar was sacrificed, and it suddenly became a lot bigger, but it was not very large. Only Zhang Yu Fangyuan, standing on the altar, seemed a little crowded.

In the center of the altar was an incense burner, with a half-pillar incense in the incense burner. The wind ignited the half-pillar incense, prayed in a low voice, and saw that the cigarette was simmering through the void, and the smoke disappeared in the void as soon as it flew, which was strange.

After a while, I saw the space on the altar shaking, and suddenly a line of space cracked, and that line of space opened slowly, like eyes.

Then, a huge eye appeared on the altar, and the eyes actually made a sound ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and shook, "Woo, what do you wake me up for? What I teach you is how you say it, and you have become Yet?"

"The disciples have achieved little success."

The wind knelt down on the ground, scratching his head again and again, admiringly, "It ’s just that the mentor is very unpredictable, and the disciples have been slow to enter the country. Now the disciples are in danger, and I am afraid they cannot worship the mentor."

The weird eye wondered, "Well? What danger?"

Feng Wuji hoeed his head: "The ancestor Xiaomang is dead, he wants to take me away and resurrect me by his physical body. He is a princely existence. If I take away my house, where can I resist? There is only one way to die ..."

"Xiaomang ancestors? Just princes, let alone a spirit?"

The weird sneer sneered: "I was ordered to guard the waste star for more than 80,000 years, and I finally found a disciple. How could he be taken away by him? Although you let him take it, I'll see who took it! "

——The house pig is awkward with his wife. The wife has not cooked yet, and the pig is going to be hungry. Why do you have to get something to eat? The next chapter may be updated later ... (To be continued.)