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Chapter 277 Input Hundreds of Millions of Tadpoles (44)

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There is one thing that Nu Wa said wrong...

Xuanyuan's dim eyes gradually brightened, as if he had returned to 2000 years ago.

He knelt by the bank of Luoshui, worshiped devoutly, and chanted Fuxi's name. After three days and three nights, he finally saw Fuxi's face in Luoshui.

"Shen Nong died of poisoning after tasting hundreds of herbs. I released the news on my own initiative, not Fuxi's instruction."

"Because of this incident, I was appreciated by Fuxi, cultivated by him, and became his running dog in the world."

Chonglou snorted coldly, "For your own selfishness, you set up a fire to attract hatred, and caused millions of deaths and injuries to the strong people of the human race. Is it worth it?"

Xuanyuan paused beside Chonglou, smiled calmly and said, "Looking at the current prosperity of the human race, do you think it's worth it?"

It speaks for itself!

To exchange the lives of millions of powerful people for the prosperity of the ethnic group for thousands of years, those sacrificed heroes must smile at Jiuquan, even if they know it is a conspiracy, they will continue to follow.

After all, many races have no chance to change if they want to.

In the face of the survival of a group, the life and death of an individual is so cheap that it is almost priceless.

Xuanyuan continued to crawl forward and stopped beside Zixuan.

"Fuxi used the fruit of the sacred tree to infuse the primordial spirit to create the gods. The gods were rare but powerful by nature; Shennong poured blood into the earth, rocks, vegetation and created the beast race (including the horned feather armor), and there were many kinds of beast races with various abilities; Created a man, although beautiful in body and full of wisdom, but weak in strength, long in love and short in life, the last of all races."

Having said that, Xuanyuan sneered.

Nuwa is so stingy, she bestows almost useless abilities on human beings, and human beings have thicker thighs for self-protection and self-improvement.

"If I hadn't bowed my knees to Fuxi and got him to impart divine power and Xuanyuan sword, the land today would be like animals running around, chasing humans for food, killing humans for pleasure, raising humans for wealth, and wives, children, and grandchildren of humans, all for animals and animals. lewd pleasure."

After speaking, Xuanyuan didn't even look at Zixuan, and slowly crawled towards Xitong.

When he came in front of Xitong, he coughed violently, his chest collapsed suddenly, blood flowed all over the floor, and his internal organs drooped and splashed on the ground.

After receiving Xuanyuan Sword's full blow, his vitality has long been cut off.

I don't know what made him persist until now.

Xuanyuan ignored his collapsed body, tried his best to sit up on the ground, crossed his legs, and sat and discussed with Xi Tong.

"I really want to kill you, and I will kill you by any means. Even now, I still haven't given up on this idea!"

Xi Tong touched the hole in his chest, and sneered, "It's a pity, you don't have a chance, and I can't give you another chance."

To be honest, Xi Tong really wanted to slap Xuanyuan to death, even if the old guy had lost all vitality and abilities.

But Xi Tong could still feel the vague murderous aura in him.

It seems that the person sitting opposite is not a human being, but a beast with predatory instinct.

Xuanyuan looked obsessively at the sword-forging furnace, and at the door of all wonders on the sword-forging furnace that pointed directly to the Dao.

"If there is this sword, there is hope to revitalize the human race. Even if I fight against Fuxi, I am not in vain!"

Hearing this, all the people present were pale.

No one expected that such words would come from the mouth of Fuxi's number one lackey.

Xuanyuan pinched the exposed organs and stuffed them back into his chest and abdomen, whispering to himself.

"Pangu's essence, qi, and god, one of them is the cornerstone of creating a strong race; one of them is the qualification to compete for the heaven; one of them is the capital of the great prosperity of the human race and the world."

"Although you are a human being, you are recognized by the Nuwa clan and the demon clan. Pangu's essence, energy, and spirit are half of the three. With the addition of the magic sword, even if you face Fuxi directly, you are not invincible."

Xi Tong was puzzled, "Your way of sowing dissension is too naive. I have no idea about the way of heaven, let alone murder the descendants of Nuwa and the Supreme Demon Race."

But in my heart: I can't be provoked, I can't be beaten, I can't be beaten...

Also, what is half of three?Your math... ahem, definitely wasn't taught by the physical education teacher.

At this time, Chonglou said slowly: "I have the purest Shennong blood, the essence of Pangu, and nearly half of it is in me."

Xuanyuan nodded, "If you don't take it, Fuxi will not take it? If you don't fight, other races will not fight? In a world of great disputes, how can there be a quiet time?"

Saying that, Xuanyuan glanced at Longyang.

"Fuxi has already started to create the second-generation protoss, and Fei Peng is the proof."

God has no desires and desires, and lives forever.

Fei Peng is warlike and bloodthirsty, obsessed with fighting, no different from orcs.

Hearing Xuanyuan's words, Chonglou also came to his senses, no wonder he felt that Feipeng was different, even congenial to himself.

It turned out that, like himself, he also had the purest Pan Gu essence flowing through his body.

Obviously, Fuxi has not yet fully refined the essence of Pangu.

Fei Peng is a failed experiment. While its combat effectiveness is strong, its flaws are also very obvious.

But that was then, not now...

Xi Tong couldn't help but think of Tang Xuejian. If there were no accidents, the sacred tree would bear two fruits at the same time next time. Perhaps, the pair of fruits had already matured.

History has changed, these two fruits must have been in the hands of Fuxi, and they were made into the second generation of gods.

A stronger and more perfect second-generation protoss than Fei Peng, and two came at once.

Seeing the solemn look on Xi Tong's face, Xuanyuan smiled, but he could only twitch the corners of his mouth reluctantly.

Xuanyuan's bloody hands put an object that was also bloody on the ground.

"This is the result of my enlightenment in 2000 - Fuxi gave me supernatural power, but not everyone can practice supernatural power."

Afterwards, Xuanyuan proudly said: "This is the art of asking immortals and asking questions. What you cultivate is a sword, so let's call him a sword fairy."

"You can see it. If it is useful, pass it on to the human race. If it is useless, it means that you have a better way of cultivation, and it is not a pity to discard it."

Is this, Tuogu?

However, Xi Tong dared not touch it.

The blood is so bloody, the ghost knows if there is any curse.

What's more, this old guy is very bad, and he sneaked up on him just now, so believe him.

Xuanyuan didn't say much, but raised his head with difficulty, and stared at the sword casting furnace bewilderedly.

"This sword will definitely surpass Xuanyuan and become the most powerful sword of our human race. It is my greatest honor to die for this sword."

After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan stood up little by little, but fell down slumped halfway through.

Failed many times, but still struggled to stand up.

Blood was dripping, internal organs were all over the place, Xuanyuan was like a dying fish, panting heavily, but couldn't breathe any air.

Xi Tong watched indifferently from the beginning to the end, thinking to himself, this bitter trick is a bit too much.

At this time, Chonglou grabbed Xuanyuan's shoulders, helped him up, and stood upright.

Xuanyuan looked at Chonglou weakly, and said weakly, "Help me..."

Chonglou punched Xuanyuan on the back.

He only heard the sound of popping beans coming from his body, bones shattered, muscles exploded, and the remaining strength in his body was forced out by a brain.

Before Xi Tong could figure out what was going on, Xuanyuan's blood and soul had already split into two streams, which were respectively submerged through the small hole at the top of the sword casting furnace.

This……

Are ancient people's brains abnormal?

Sacrifice to the sword is actually an honor, no wonder the ancients were so popular in sacrifice and burial.

But seeing the awe-inspiring expressions on the faces of Zixuan and Chonglou, Xitong shut his mouth wisely.

Perhaps, this is really the glory that only belongs to kings.

No wonder King Glory is also called King Pesticide, it is indeed very poisonous!
At the same time, the sword-making furnace, which was constantly shaking as if boiling water, slowly calmed down.

The sound, light, color, smell, and even the sense of existence suddenly disappeared.

Xi Tong clearly felt that everything related to the sword casting furnace was crazily shrinking and introverted, shrinking to the extreme, and introverted to the limit.

Like a singularity.

The door of all wonders suddenly brightened, and suddenly increased tenfold, and the mysterious and mysterious power of heaven seemed to be real.

Countless twisted tadpoles poured down and submerged into the sword-forging furnace, imprinting the unique mark of heaven on the sword-forging furnace, and even went deep into the sword-forging furnace to bless the magic sword.

Xi Tong cursed.

Is this Nima a tadpole heavenly book, or a tadpole heavenly loser?
I don't want this kind of mark of heaven!

(Refused to break chapters, start with me)

　Accumulate ten thousand rewards for the cracked rain shadow cloud, and currently add 2/3
　　(The 2400 words are all in the text, so I really didn’t break the chapter)

　　
　
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