Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 625
At this time, the sky and the earth are roaring, and the hearts of Taishang in Shouyang Mountain, Yuanshi in Kunlun Mountain, Nuwa in a deep valley, and Jieyin in the dark place in the west are all moved.

Especially Nuwa, she feels that a kind of opportunity is rapidly disappearing, and that is closely related to her sanctification. She stands on a hill and looks at the land that Chen Mo forbids anyone from entering. Halfway through, she felt a twitch in her heart, and suddenly her face paled and she collapsed to the ground.

Fuxi, who was practicing nearby, flew over in a hurry, lifted Nuwa up and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong with you sister?"

"The opportunity... has been lost, maybe... only by asking him can I break through the saint." Nvwa covered her heart and said in a trembling voice.

"Who is he?" Fuxi asked with a frown.

A trace of admiration flashed in Nuwa's eyes and said in a low voice:
"An existence that can despise saints, an absolute powerhouse that can kill Rahu."

Fuxi frowned. He had never heard Nuwa talk about what happened back then, but when he heard that such a powerful person existed, he thought about it and said in shock:

"Could he be the heaven-defying person Hongjun Daozu mentioned?"

Nuwa shook her head and said:

"I don't know either, but the Heaven Defender fought with the Heavenly Dao in the chaos, and no one knew what the Heavenly Dao was. The teacher never said what the Heaven Defender was, and no one understood. I just hope that I can break through the Holy Spirit sooner Or, so as not to be suppressed by others.

All I know is that the man couldn't even see how Luo Hu disappeared. Now I feel that my chance is dissipating in his hands. If I want to become a saint, I have to rely on him. What's more, he still has a primordial purple energy in his hand. If possible, I want to ask my brother to break through the saint. "

Fuxi looked at the dense dark clouds and thunder and lightning over the entire prehistoric world. He shook his head and helped Nuwa return to the cave where she practiced. They didn't know that the human race known as the Lord of the prehistoric world was born, so the world was alert and covered the prehistoric land with dark clouds, saying The human race is the master of the ancient world. It does not mean that they have many powerful people, but that the human race's reproductive ability exceeds that of all races.

Liches need to give birth to offspring at least a hundred years, otherwise the number of people born each year will be as high as trillions instead of billions, and the human race can have one child a year, so the human race must have the largest number of people in the end.

The prehistoric is very big, so big that even millions of immeasurable kalpas can't be completely occupied by such crazy births, but no matter how big the prehistoric is, there is always a limit. If the human race is allowed to spread infinitely, one day it will be crowded with people everywhere. Such is the warning.

Those results are still far away, because at this time, in front of Chen Mo, millions of human beings are floating in the water balls on the water. These human beings are the evolution of Pangu's essence and blood driven by the power of heaven and earth, that is, they evolved according to the Pangu gene chain. The standard Pangu clan, but they had too little essence and blood in their bodies, which allowed them to evolve after billions of years in the river full of heaven and earth energy.

Chen Mo waved his hand to gather all the bubbles by the river. At this moment, the seven small gourds shook and fell off on the gourd vines. Amid the sound of breaking, the seven gourd babies were wearing small clothes made of gourd leaves. Carrying his innate spirit weapon gourd, he ran to Chen Mo's side, and the gourd vine spun for a while, and a little girl carved with jade at the root of the gourd jumped into Chen Mo's arms with the gourd vine that turned into a long whip and shouted:
"Father, our siblings are all born, how should they be born?"

"Bobo.boo."

Before Chen Tian finished speaking, all the blisters around him burst open, and 50 men and 50 women appeared in unison. These newly born human races all have a trace of Pangu blood memory inheritance, and they have had a sense of heaven and earth for many years. Chen Mo Guarding them here, they can feel it in their hearts. When they saw Chen Mo, millions of people all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly:
"The newborn human race has seen Lord Saint King."

Chen Mo smiled lightly and moved a million sets of clothes to put on these naked guys. These are not people who need to be taught everything. They all have the instinct to survive. Although they are born without energy, each of their meridians is connected. Even if Relying on Honghuang's huge vitality of heaven and earth, they can all feel and grow by themselves.

"Everyone, please get up. You have just been born. I will explain to you how to be a human being and how to practice cultivation."

Chen Mo asked everyone to sit in place, but he began to explain vividly how people should unite and love each other, how to survive and develop, and how to avoid the situation where people oppress others. Finally, he began to teach the human race from the most basic cultivation. Martial arts and physical training and the art of refining the gods.

For a whole million years, the human race has been developing around, listening to Chen Mo's teachings every morning, and the human race has established dozens of large cities in the million years, and tens of billions of Lich monks and human races have begun to live and intermarry. The cultivation base of the seven gourd babies and vine babies has improved by leaps and bounds.

In the blink of an eye, 500 million years have passed, and the sight of witches, demons, and humans living in harmony within hundreds of millions of miles has subverted anyone's thinking. With Chen Mo, everything has become possible from impossible. Tens of thousands of years, but he has actually been guarding for tens of thousands of years, and his blood descendants Cucurbit Baby and Vine Baby are stationed in the holy place where the human race was born, and they will appear whenever there is a need.

Chen Mo's tens of thousands of years of prohibition finally came to an end, and the ancestors of the twelve witch clan also returned from chaos for 33 days, but according to Chen Mo's account, they did not go out for 33 days to walk, but trained the elite of the Lich Alliance on it.

In the holy land of the human race, Nuwa stood alone by the river and looked at the farming and cultivation of the human race that had merged with the lich. The people here admired nature and believed in the universe. Even if Chen Mo was the holy king of the human race, he never advertised Faith and worship are in it.

The seven guardian saints and saints also live with the common people, and have no special rights, but have the task of guardianship.

Nuwa spread her palms open, a ball of breath soil glowed with dark yellow light flickering, and a ball of three-light divine water circled and twisted on the breath soil. The breath of life and the thick breath all indicated that this thing was related to the human race.

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa came here again after tens of thousands of years. The human race was not born by Xitu and Sanguang Shenshui. Although they are weaker than the Pangu clan who were born first, their foundation is more solid, and they have the opportunity to grow through cultivation. Stronger than the original Pangu clan, isn't that good?"

Chen Mo's voice came from behind Nuwa, but there was irrefutable firmness in the indifference. If because of Nuwa's selfishness, the human race fell into decline, then Chen Mo would have been in this prehistoric wasteland for so long. He even Nuwa can be killed without hesitation to ensure the normal birth of the human race.

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