Rise of Humanity

One disaster, one heavy day.

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Zhong Yue climbed into the void and immediately plunged into the calamity. This heavy razor was similar to the previous one, but the calamity was stronger and put more pressure on him. Moreover, more strange thunder beasts and more thunder hills appeared here. It didn't take long for him to be bruised all over his body, and it took a lot of hard work to sweep Lei Ze, and then he was suppressed in the thunder furnace.

Zhong Yue could not heal the wound, and immediately sacrifice two sacred swords, turning one sword into an altar, and one sword into a Taiji map to protect the whole body.

The fierce refining power and repressive force came from all directions, squeezing his bones and cracking his body, the flesh collapsed, [猪 ^ 猪 ^ 岛 ^ 小说] [www]. [Zhu] []. [] Almost failed to persevere in the oven.

The thunder tree, thunder pond, thunder mountain, thunder tree, thunder grass and other scenes in Lei Ze are all totem patterns. The more types appear, the more types of totem patterns.

These totem patterns will eventually be imprinted on the oven, and the oven's repressive power and refining power will naturally be stronger!

After another half a month, Zhong Yue finally opened the oven, stepped out of it, and then encountered the second-strength Lei Ze Shenlong, the guardian of Lei Ze, and another fierce **** battle!

In the end, he was dripping with blood, beheaded and killed by Lei Ze Shenlong, scattered as Lei Guang, then healed, and inserted two magic knives into the original gold solution.

Lei Ze's third weight is stronger than the second weight, but Zhong Yue broke the thunder furnace in only twelve days, confronted the Lei Zhen Dragon, and beheaded the Dragon.

He spent less time in the fourth weight, and within ten days he killed the fourth weight and went to the fifth weight.

The reason why he spends less time than once is because he used the thunder and blood battle to hone his primitive spirit, physical body, spirit, soul soldier, and magical power. The more he runs, the more exquisite he is, and the more hegemonic.

The Thunder Furnace tempered his primitive gods, physical body, spirit, soul soldiers, and magical powers, which made him less and less short, and the time for each tempering and tempering became shorter and shorter. The amount of impurities that can be extracted is also less and less, so the time he spends is constantly shortening.

At the tenth stage, Zhong Yue was in the thunder furnace's repression and refining, and suddenly felt that the true spirit was shaking, and there was a feeling of being a vast world.

This feeling is very wonderful, he can feel the sacrifices of sentient beings. Spirits are born in the heavens and the earth, and they can clearly sense each and every soul who worships themselves, their wishes, their prayers.

For example, somewhere in front of his idol, Li Min prayed, and after a few months of praying for rainfall, he could immediately mobilize his idol, urge the power of saints entangled in the idol, and turn it into a magical power of rainfall!

Just as Li Min prayed and prayed in front of his idol somewhere, heavy rain caused disaster. Pray for the wind and the sun, and he can immediately make his idols perform magical powers to dispel the clouds and rain.

If there is a request, it will be fulfilled, so there are more sacrifices and the incense is endless.

And his true spirit enjoys the sacrifice of sentient beings. He can mobilize the sacrifice of sentient beings at any time, so that his magical power is more extensive and the power is even more incredible!

This is Feng Shen!

Mixed Yuan Zhenling. Also called Fengshen Yinling, reached this state. Yuanshen can already be called Yin god, very spiritual.

"Hunyuan Zhenling ..."

Zhong Yue broke out of the furnace in one fell swoop, and walked towards the tenth-strength Lei Ze Shenlong, whispering: "So it is no wonder that Sister Jun and Brother Fang both broke through in their respective starbursts and became a mixed Yuan true spirit. They corresponded The star sacrifice. It is entangled with the sacrifice of beings for thousands of years. It is not a natural spirit. It is difficult to break through this extreme state. "

He is not a natural spirit. Although he is very close to the innate spirit, after all, he is still far behind. This time he can break through. It depends on him that all the realms in front of him were repaired by him, and he repeatedly worked hard during the thunderstorm to inspire his potential, so that he could be repaired into a mixed element without relying on the corresponding starfish.

However, if he can cultivate the innate spirit, he can also come to the sun and use the magnificent power of beings to worship the sun to make himself break through the extremes.

The cultivation of the mixed spirit of the true spirit of the Yuanyuan is the cultivation of the yin **** of the Yuanshen to reach the state of yin, and the cathode is yang, which is also a huge turning point. The key to the transformation of the yin **** to the pure yang yuanshen!

If you build this pole, you will be able to sense how to go in the future and how to become a pure **** of the Yuanshen and become a god!

It can be said that the true spirit of the mixed Yuan is the biggest transformation of the gas refiner in this life!

"That's the case. No wonder I have so few gods in the sword gate, only one **** is born ..."

Zhong Yue's face was bleak. The first generation of the gatekeeper went too early. If he told his descendants that there was such an extreme state, it would not be that none of the subsequent generations of gatekeepers had achieved humanity.

"But in this life, I have a lot of swordmen, and there must be more than one god!"

He shook Razor's Shenlong with two swords, the sword flashed, the dragon was disintegrated, Zhong Yue raised his hand, the two swords crossed, inserted behind him, and strode to the eleventh level of Razor.

Cultivate the true spirit of the mixed Yuan, mobilize the power of sacrifice, Zhong Yue's speed is getting faster and faster, and he broke through several days in a day, until his 28th day, his speed gradually slowed down.

time flies.

Xihuang Xiaomang Temple, the spirit of Xiaomang's ancestors and Feng Wuji have been closed in the High Temple for half a year. The power of bloodline excites!

He also took all kinds of natural treasures, so that the wind could not be subdued by refining. He actively helped the wind to urge the medicinal power, tempered the flesh, tempered the gods, and tempered the mana. The refined totem pattern is recast.

There is a god-level **** who spends half a year and spends countless heavens and earth treasures to help himself to refine the physical body, the Yuanshen, the spirit, the mana, the totem pattern, and the benefits of the wind without fear can be imagined!

In the past six months, his cultivation has greatly increased. The mystery of the Yuan Shen body has expanded and expanded. It is immeasurable and extremely stable. The mana has increased several times. The physical body has become several times stronger than before. The Yuan God has grown stronger. The mental strength is deep and unfathomable!

His foundation has become extremely solid, and he has been replenished by ancestors of filial piety in places that he has never cultivated before.

He even felt that his supernatural power was incredible and almost possessed the power of the gods!

Xiaomang's ancestors spent a lot, not to make him, but to make himself.

The more pure the wind's bloodlines, the more it stimulates the bloodliness of the filial piety of the filial piety, and the easier it will be for him to seize it. The more solid the foundation of Feng Wuji is, the more rejuvenated he is, the more easily he can achieve even higher achievements than the previous life!

If he breaks through and becomes the emperor, his spirit will be stronger and he will live longer!

What's more, Feng Wuji is a native spirit, a natural spirit, with excellent qualifications and talents. He has worked hard for half a year, and the innate true spirit of wind is almost on the edge of awakening!

If the innate true spirit awakens, it is a deity. It can be said that the wind has no need to break through to the pure **** of the Yuan God, and can have the combat power of the gods!

"Wow, today is the day when I become Lord of your flesh and I am reborn."

The ancestor of Xiaomang showed three songs, the huge spirit stared at the wind, the sound shook like thunder, and the three sounds overlapped, snoring and sighing, "What more do you want?"

His eyes were like a torch, as if there were six huge torches burning, staring at the wind to reflect the young man's figure, any subtle expression of the wind could not hide his eyes.

Obviously, he was still a little uneasy about the wind, and doubted whether he was really willing to be taken away by himself.

Feng hesitated, hesitantly said, "The disciples have no children ..."

The suspicion in Xiaomang's ancestors dissipated immediately, and he laughed and said, "Wujiu, you are dumb. I enter your physical body. This body is still your body. I use your physical body to interact with other women and give birth to children. It ’s still your children. Do n’t worry, your ancestor promised you that you will have more children! ”

The wind revealed its sense of sudden realization, bowed down and bowed to the ground, and said, "The son of the ancestor is my son. This is a great glory, and we are grateful for our tears!"

"Get up, don't kneel!"

The ancestor Xiaoman drank: "From now on your physical body is my physical body, how can you worship with my physical body?"

Feng Wuji got up quickly, Xiaomang's ancestor's huge spirit head turned, and suddenly he shouted to his eyebrow and screamed, "Wujiu, don't resist, in fact, you have little resistance."

Feng Wuji's body was rigid, and when he saw the huge body of Xiaomang's ancestor came to his eyebrow, it became smaller and smaller, but the rear body was still huge, like a stream of smoke, constantly squeezing towards him. .

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The ancestor of Xiaomang's ancestors finally squeezed into his body, and the wind was unaware of the sudden emergence of three heads in the sea. It was huge and unmatched. He looked down at the windless god, and his voice overlapped and shook: "Wuji, now You are mine! "

But at this moment, suddenly a figure flashed into the High Temple and flicked his fingers, and saw a golden rune atlas flew to the wind with a fearless brow. This gold rune was burning, and then a stinging sound did not enter the wind. Into the eyebrows, enter the sea of ​​knowledge!

"Hahahahaha!"

The wind and jealousy, the original **** of humility and kneeling, suddenly burst out laughing, shaking with laughter, laughing with tears, laughing with joy, and laughing with impunity!

"Xiaomang, you are mine too!"

The burning golden edict rune flew into his sea of ​​understanding ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It burned completely, the endless gold liquid flowing, flowing into the wind and fearless primordial gods, and at the same time countless runes erupted, affixed to all sides of the sea of ​​knowledge , Countless quirky texts glittering all over the sky, completely block here!

The ancestor Xiaomang's face changed drastically. Looking at the runes, the runes were unpredictable, and the golden light shone, and he immediately felt that his spirit was being refined, and pure energy was flowing into the wind.

"Wuji, you ..."

"Old ancestor? Old dog."

Feng Yuanyuan looked at him scornfully, with madness in his eyes, he laughed and said, "You want me to let the flesh out? Really a dream! Xiaomang, I bow to you so many times, trembling, sincere and fearful. You If you bow down to me, you can't say I'll let you die! "

The ancestor Xiaomang face was cloudy and uncertain, and suddenly he knelt down suddenly, looked up and sneered, "Wujiu ancestor, I kneel."

The wind laughed loudly, and only realized that his thoughts were clear. Suddenly his face was soft, and he said softly, "I'm kidding, old ancestors, get up. How can I let you go?" (To be continued.)