This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

These two major sixth-level races have not prohibited the spread of the sky-repairing technique, because it can no longer be prohibited. Among the herbivores, the sky-repairing technique is a practice that all clansmen must recite, and it is engraved in their bones.

Unless all herbivores are beheaded and killed, it cannot be banned at all.

Time flies again, two thousand years later.

At the top of Jianmu, Yang Shou saw that the herbivorous people were declining, from hundreds of thousands of people, to tens of thousands of people.

Unable to reproduce, they can only survive and cannot expand the race at all.

"Creator, you...really don't intervene?"

Fu Nao was at the side, also witnessed all this, and couldn't help asking.

If it was it, it would have been unbearable to take action long ago. With such a trend, after a thousand years, even if the herbivorous tribe does not perish, there will be few left.

Yang Shou was very calm, estimated the time, and said softly: "It should be soon, when the survival of the race is in crisis, there will always be one or two people who will stand up. The herbivores have been silent for so long, and someone should stand up. "

In a total of 3,000 years, 99% of the tribe died. For such a price, such a **** feud, Yang Shou did not believe that this race that was able to give birth to the ten pioneers had no one to resist.

Fu Nao was silent, not quite understanding the meaning of Yang Shou's words, as if... when the race survives, miracles always happen.

According to its logical understanding, there is no concept of racial survival. As an intelligent life, although it also has the desire to survive, it is the only one in the entire race.

While thinking about it, Fu Nao was also studying hard. Looking at the water mirror, he suddenly found that a person walked out of the declining herbivore.

An old man.

He was squat, leaning on a cane, and set off from the herbivore settlement, as if on a pilgrimage, towards the library.

It is almost nine steps and one kowtow, three steps and one worship, and every step is extremely pious.

"This is……"

Fu Nao murmured, looking at the old man, a little surprised.

In the old man, there seems to be a power reviving, this power is very terrifying, but it comes from nowhere.

Yang Shou's eyes were also fixed on the old man. The short-statured old man was leaning on a cane. Every three steps, he had to put down the cane and then bowed.

This is an extremely pious old man, and his mind is extremely determined!

It is difficult for such a wonderful person not to attract the attention of others. Soon, someone discovered the old man and reported the two major races.

The two major races did not pay attention to it. After three thousand years, the herbivorous race had been suppressed so badly that there were only tens of thousands of people left in the entire race. It was really difficult to attract their attention.

The two major races did not make a move, but along the way, several fifth-level monks provoked the old man and blocked his way.

However, the old man just glanced at the provocateur lightly, and the provocateur burst open, turned into a blood mist, and floated in the air.

After several times, no one dared to provoke and stop him.

It took the old man ten years to return to the library step by step.

Looking at this huge library, he was always in tears, weeping hard, leaning on a cane, crying and laughing, ignoring the opinions of others.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"The library built by the ten pioneers spent their whole lives, and the efforts of all our ancestors are in it. The unworthy descendants of future generations, Xuanyuan... will use the remaining body to open a **** path for the race!"

"Anyone who doesn't kill my clan will eventually make my clan stronger!"

"Whoever enslaves my clan will eventually go to destruction!"

"Anyone who hinders our clan's glory will be doomed forever!"

The old man chanted lightly, his breath rose round by round, and he gave up the crutches. Every time he took a step forward, he became younger, almost one step at a time, and after five steps, he reached the fifth level!

The fifth level that has shocked all races!

Practitioners of the Heaven Repairing Technique are invincible within the same realm!

Level 6, who was in charge of guarding the library, sensed the abnormality, flew out of thin air, and stared at the old man condescendingly.

At this time, he is no longer an old man, but has returned to the appearance of a mature man, majestic, his eyes are like torches, sweeping everything in front of him.

"Herbivores?"

This sixth-level person has not asked about the world for a long time. He is absorbed in various studies in the library, half-squinting his eyes, and instantly remembers the herbivorous people of the past.

Moreover, when he was alone, he suppressed the entire herbivorous tribe.

He alone has slaughtered countless fifth-levels.

"Are you invincible in the same realm?"

The sixth-level powerhouse sneered and sneered with half-squinted eyes.

"What about the fifth-level invincibility? I didn't expect you to break our seal and practice behind your back to such a state!"

At that time, all the sixth-level powerhouses shot at the same time, sealing millions of herbivores, no one was missed, but I did not expect that under such circumstances, there are still people who can break through the seal and cultivate to the fifth-level.

He did not suspect that Xuan Yuan was the fifth-level of the year. All the fifth-level of the year were beheaded, and there was not one left!

It has to be said that the herbivores have backbone. Back then, the fifth level came to die one by one, and none of them chose to escape.

Xuan Yuan looked at this sixth-level, three thousand years ago, he was a child.

It was in this position that I witnessed the scene of the massacre with my own eyes.

The seniors in the clan were killed one by one, and there was no way to fight back.

Even if you are invincible within the same realm, facing an opponent that exceeds a realm, you will only be crushed.

"Song Xizhen, you...Damn!"

Xuan Yuan didn't say too much, and the killing intent burst out without concealing it.

Song Xizhen is the name of this slaughterer!

"Hahahaha, come come, your clan's level five strength was really strong back then, it would take a lot of effort for me to kill it, it's been three thousand years, I really miss this feeling, fortunately you have a level five, let me feel it Come on, what have you cultivated in these three thousand years?!"

Song Xizhen sneered, standing tall, with his hands on his back, suspended in the air, condescending.

"boom!"

Xuan Yuan's pupils stared, and a golden light shot out, rushed into the sky, and hit Song Xizhen directly.

"The light of ants, dare to fight for glory!"

Song Xizhen didn't care, waved and sneered, and released a cyan light group to defend.

Then, he underestimated Xuan Yuan's power and overestimated himself. The moment the golden light in his eyes touched the cyan light group, he shattered the cyan light group!

The momentum did not weaken, and it hit Song Xizhen's chest in the blink of an eye.

A blood hole appeared in his chest, the size of a fist, and blood spurted out.

"Ant, you dare to hurt me!"

As a sixth-level person, he was rarely injured. Even if he was injured, he was injured by an opponent of the same level. Song Xizhen instantly became angry, the blood hole in his chest was slowly repaired, and at the same time he started to attack Xuan Yuan.

"Ant, kill me!"

With just one blow, Song Xizhen understood that the person in front of him had the ability to kill him.

He can't sit still, he must take the initiative!

However, even if he took the initiative to attack, he still lost Xuan Yuan's strength. He saw Xuan Yuan jump up, step into the void, and take the first step. Song Xizhen's figure was affected by a mysterious and strange energy, slightly After a while, the attack was slowed down a lot.

Taking the second step, the wound on his chest that had not yet healed burst open again, and the blood mist spurted out.

Taking the third step, his internal organs, body up and down, as if he was about to betray himself, was about to fall apart, and he spent all his strength to suppress it.

Seeing that Xuan Yuan was about to take the fourth step, his expression changed greatly.

"Yi, what kind of exercise are you doing, how come I've never seen it in the library?"

However, he tried to delay the time in vain, but Xuan Yuan saw through it at a glance, and ignored him at all. With one step, Song Xizhen turned into a blood mist, burst open, and fell completely!

For ten thousand years, the first level six fell!

"This library contains the painstaking efforts and wisdom of our ancestors, and no one is worthy to occupy it except our family!"

On this day, standing at the top of the library, Xuan Yuan knelt down and bowed to the Heaven Mending Technique. When he was not fighting, his body re-aged and turned into an old man.

He was weeping, his face full of shame.

As he grew up listening to the stories of the Ten Pioneers, he still remembers that when he was enlightened back then, when he opened the sky repairing technique for the first time, he saw a sentence left by the Ten Pioneers.

"Descendants of future generations, perform this technique, and create glory for our clan, and sing to the heavens in the future, don't slack off!"

However, they were enslaved before they walked out of the Hongmeng space. There are only tens of thousands of people left in the entire glorious race.

endangered!

"Please rest assured, ancestors, today, Xuan Yuan will bloodbath the two major races, and kill all the fifth- and sixth-level monks~www.novelmt.com~ not a single one!"

Just like what they did to their own people back then, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood!

After staying in the library for three days, Xuan Yuan walked out again and began to visit the two major races, causing a massacre.

However, the two major races have already received the news of Song Xizhen's fall. At this time, all the fifth and sixth levels are gathered in one place, waiting for Xuan Yuan to throw himself into the net.

Song Xizhen's fall is so strange. Some people witnessed this scene from a distance, and it was amazing. Some people said that Xuan Yuan stared at Song Xizhen at a glance, and some people said that Song Xizhen blew himself up and died.

But all the sixth-level unanimously affirmed that Xuan Yuan must have broken through to the sixth-level, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Song Xizhen so easily!

Level 6... In addition to being invincible at the same level, this makes all level 6 dignified.

"Kill him, and then destroy the entire herbivore!"

This is their unanimous view. This race is too terrifying, and it is so suppressed. There are still people who can rise from the seal and rise from the desperate situation, and reach the sixth level in three thousand years.

But they were not too worried. The sixth-level powerhouses of the two clans added up to a total of seven hundred!

Coupled with the countless fifth levels, this force gathered together is enough to compete with the half-step gods.

Xuan Yuan walked all the way. When he approached the two major races, he sensed hundreds of majestic powers. He was silent, didn't say a word, leaned on a cane, and continued to walk unhurriedly.

The direction has not changed, and the purpose is unswerving.

In the front, all the sixth-level powerhouses were staring at him. Ordinarily fifth-level, being stared at by these eyes, the whole person would collapse, but Xuan Yuan, who was leaning on crutches, didn't care at all, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. .

This smile ranges from subtle, to loud and light laughter, to wanton insolence.