From Jiu Shu's world

Although Chacha only exaggerated in an understatement, her eyes gradually became dignified, and she could already feel the horror of Henry Zhang's physical body.

Henry Zhang was ready, and went straight to Chacha in a riot, this time a little faster than last time.

Henry Zhang punched, and suddenly there was a roar, which turned out to be the sound of an explosion, and the spiritual power flew out like a dragon.

Chacha dodged in an instant, the wind of the punch passed behind her, creating a ten-meter-long gully, and the earth shook faintly.

Henry Zhang bullied himself up, and Chacha greeted him, and the two of them punched each other, then got up and swept away around.

All of a sudden, people were seen intertwined in the arena, fists were ringing like cannons.

Henry Zhang's technique of transforming patterns, removing the extremely powerful physical body with each punch, is like ice and fire, and uses the supernatural powers of Gu beasts, which is extraordinary.

As for the ancient god Pluto Chacha, who has existed since ancient times, the ferocity from the original people has not weakened in the long years, and there is nothing fancy about it.

A pair of fists with powerful mana, like a heavy hammer, did not ask Henry Zhang to press down half a point, but instead had the momentum to suppress Henry Zhang faintly.

After all, her cultivation base was higher than that of Henry Zhang, she hit with a heavy punch, and Henry Zhang crossed his arms across the horizontal bar to live.

At this time, she turned her fists into palms, her pointed palms were like knives, and all her mana was condensed at the fingertips to look like knives.

"not good"

Henry Zhang secretly said that it was not good, but Chacha came so suddenly, and his cultivation base was much higher than Henry Zhang, the condensed mana blade turned out to make Henry Zhang's skin like a light on his back.

Henry Zhang retreated quickly, but this palm knife had already been slashed, and the skin of his arms was finally broken, and a ray of golden blood slipped down in the deep red.

Henry Zhang wiped away the blood, and the wound on his body healed quickly.

He raised his head and was about to fight again, but he didn't want Chacha over there to suddenly exclaim: "Are you a native?!"

Chapter 492 Changing Conditions

"No, you are not the original person, those people back then did not have you."

Chacha immediately denied what she said. She was the first batch of human beings, that is, the original people who resisted the heavens and humans. She knew the original people best, and there was no such person as Henry Zhang.

She immediately waved her hand, her body surged with spiritual power, and a huge light curtain appeared between the two of them and Zhao Li and the others.

The light curtain covered her and Henry Zhang tightly, and Ren Tingting and the others outside had no way of finding out any news inside.

Henry Zhang frowned slightly, and asked, “What do you want to do?”

Chacha suddenly didn't have the slightest intention to do something, this is not normal.

Chacha looked serious, and she said: "Your physical body is so strong, I'm afraid it's not just because of the body training exercises."

As soon as Chacha’s words came out, Henry Zhang’s face changed slightly. Except for Ji Mengyu and the three daughters, he had never told anyone else about the blood drop i. Even among the three daughters, Fengshayan still knew only a little about it.

Henry Zhangdao: "What do you want to say?"

Chacha walked up to Henry Zhang, and she said: "I didn't want to say anything, but I didn't expect you to be so similar to the original people tens of thousands of years ago."

Henry Zhang was puzzled, but Chacha said, "You know, what did we, who were created by the gods of Kunlun, rely on to resist the gods?"

"It's a fleshy body, a tyrannical fleshy body."

"Dragon Fish River Picture Taiping Yulan Juan seven or eight cloud: 81 Chiyou brothers, with animal body and human language, copper head and iron forehead, eat sand and stones."

Henry Zhang looked at Chacha and said, "The body that the God of Kunlun gave you?"

Some memories flashed in Chacha's eyes, and then she sneered: "God? It's just an arrogant guy who added something beyond his control when creating us."

Henry Zhang’s expression changed when he heard the words, and he suddenly thought of something.

Before he could speak, Chacha saw this expression, she suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that you do know something."

Henry Zhangdao: "So, you rely on this power to resist Kunlun?"

Henry Zhang never believed that any god would go to destroy the world because of the birth of love in the original person. If this is the reason, then the second life of human beings will not survive to this day.

It is logical to control the power and resist the aloof God's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, when Henry Zhang said this, Pluto Chacha showed a sneer, and she said: "We are all forced to do nothing, and the god just treats us as animals, so why can't we resist."

She looked at Henry Zhang and said pointedly: "I don't know how you are the same as us back then, even if the power in the blood is purer and more perfectly integrated, you will also be the target of God."

Henry Zhang's face was not very good, he had already faintly realized something, the one who took the blood drop was probably the God of Kunlun back then, and he had the same plan as the King Pan of the Ninth Uncle World.

He said: "So, she destroyed the world to get back what's in your blood."

Chacha had a look of hatred in her eyes, and she said, "Hmph, take it back? We were her experiment from the beginning, a tool to help her absorb that thing."

"The more fusions, the better. That person's blood is her best sacrifice. Henry Zhang, you should know what the sacrifices of the ancestors used to sacrifice to heaven."

Chacha’s eyes were cold, and Henry Zhang poured out a word: “Human.”

In the era of slavery, the best sacrifices were people, those slaves.

The primitive man era of Chacha is farther away than slavery in this world, and the sacrifices of people at that time were undoubtedly the clansmen who used Chacha.

She continued: "The people who were sacrificed were all the most powerful people in the clan, because their blood was best fused and suitable for the god to enjoy. The goddesses all said that they were taken away by the god, but we all I understand, they are dead. Yuanren, who are as long-lived and powerful as heaven and man, just died like this."

"Generation after generation of original people grew up, and the original people became stronger and stronger. Finally, the power of the original people aroused the fear of the gods. She was afraid that the original people would have the opportunity to become as powerful as her, so she made a poor excuse to prepare Annihilation."

Chacha looked at Henry Zhang, and she said: "The reason for her extinction is that the original person gave birth to love, is it ridiculous?"

Her tone gradually calmed down, to the point of being a little scary.

"I think you also know what happened later. My brother Chi You was defeated, and the original people became a mess, ready to be slaughtered."

Henry Zhang frowned and asked, "Why did she keep you in this case?"

"greedy"

There was disdain in Chacha's calm words, she said: "The gods who are high above are just as greedy as humans."

She said: "The free-range livestock may return to their ancestors and become wild beasts and learn to resist. But it is fine if they are raised in captivity. If they are raised in captivity, they will become delicious fat sheep."

"Underworld?"

Chacha nodded, and she said, "The underworld is our prison, and all the original people who survived were thrown into the underworld."

Somehow she thought of something, she sneered, and said: "The surviving original people, apart from being restricted and unable to escape from the underworld accidents, are doing well, and even the loss of physical strength has gradually become unconcerned."

The underworld is a cage created by the gods, and it is also a medium for absorbing the power of the blood drops of primitive people like Chacha. It is also a painstaking effort for the gods to absorb the power of mysterious blood through this method of differentiation.

"what do you want?"