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Thundered......

The sound of explosions was incessant, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

This is the site where the stone men dug the Grand Canal.

The stone people themselves feed on the soil, and many stone people are parasitic with Gu worms, which can be used.

"Patriarch, you can't do this anymore! Yesterday, three more clansmen died of exhaustion, and they died miserably, and they didn't even have a single offspring. ”

An old stone man knelt in front of Yan Yong and cried loudly.

Once the stone man dies of exhaustion, his soul will be dissipated and completely extinguished, and there will be no remaining soul to form a small stone man.

Yan Yong beat his chest and shouted, "How could I not know? How could I not know? Another hero of my clan has died! For the bright future and a better tomorrow of our clan, they have sacrificed their lives." ”

"That's why we can't afford to slack off. Since the start of construction, we have been hit by many fox groups. The size of these fox flocks is getting bigger and bigger, and it is obvious that the male immortal who deserves a thousand cuts is constantly recovering the immortal yuan! We must continue to work hard to dig up the canal and make him lose the foundation of his power!"

The old stone man was stunned: "But, patriarch, ......"

"You're a good stone man, you're thinking about my people, I understand. These heroes will not die in vain, look over there, I have already erected a heroic tombstone for them. In the future, children and grandchildren will pay tribute to them and be grateful to Dade. Yan Yong pointed to the distance, where the tombstones erected were already densely packed.

The old stone man looked at the tombstone group and sighed.

When a large number of stone people died of exhaustion, the new patriarch Yan Yong ordered people to erect these tombstones.

The low morale was immediately boosted. Every day, stone men die of exhaustion, but they are still in full swing.

"People are dead. What's the use of these tombstones?" the old stone man was one of the few sober people, and he was deeply worried about it.

"Patriarch. He persuaded hard, "We stone people also pay attention to inheritance and reproduction. The souls of these tired stone men have completely dissipated, and they don't even have any descendants. ”

Yan Yong's face remained unchanged and he did not speak.

Among the little stone figures beside him, someone shouted angrily: "You old fellow, are you afraid of death!"

The old stone man immediately stiffened his neck: "Boy, how can you talk? I'm old." But I've always been a stone man, how can a stone man be afraid of death?"

"Since you're not afraid of death, what do you say?"

"That's right. We're contributing to the tribe!"

"What is it to sacrifice some personal interests for the sake of the collective?"

Beside Yan Yong, there is a group of small stone people. At this time, they all opened their mouths and shouted.

"Senior, if you feel tired, just rest first. It doesn't matter, I'm short on time, and I need to rush to other places to monitor the progress. Yan Yong patted the old stone man on the shoulder, passed him, and continued on his way.

A group of small stone figures followed closely behind Iwayu. twittered, expressing their disdain for the old stone man.

was counted down by this group of juniors, which made the old stone man suffocate abnormally, and he was so angry that he smoked.

He wanted to retort loudly. But I saw that around the construction site, large stone slabs were erected everywhere. The large stone slab is carved with various slogans.

"I'm going to do it if I'm dead!"

"As long as the people are united, a grand canal can be built within three days!"

"How bold the stone man is. It's as prolific as it gets. ”

"Create a better tomorrow for the Shiren clan!!"

"Long live Patriarch Iwayu!"

"For the bright future of the stone people, dedicate your life. Dedicate your youth!"

The atmosphere of fanaticism shrouded in the hearts of the stone people. Even the stone man who was tired to death had a smile on his face before he died.

The old stone man wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't say anything after all.

He fell to his knees for a long moment, when he suddenly stretched out his fist and slammed it to the ground.

There was a muffled thud.

The old stone man stood up, didn't say a word, leaned his back, and walked towards the construction site.

Yan Yong rushed to the next section of the construction site.

The river has begun to see scale, and a large number of adult stone men are digging in the river. Next to it, the little stone people who are slightly weaker in labor form a patrol team. Some are supervising the construction site, some are carving slogans, and some are erecting tombstones for heroes.

These small stone figures, collectively known as the Rock Guards, were formed by Yan Yong.

"Report to the patriarch!" Five or six small stone people immediately rushed to Yan Yong's front and loudly reported the fruits of these days' labor.

"Report to the great patriarch, our construction site has been excavated for another fifty miles!"

"Report to the Great Patriarch, we have regretfully sacrificed one hundred and twenty clansmen here, they are all heroes of our clan!"

"Report to the great patriarch, we actually found three clansmen who were lazy and sleeping in the construction site. This is a disgrace to our Shiren clan!

"Good, good. You're all good! Remember, be sure to erect a monument to the dead heroes. At the same time, tie up those shames and show them to the public, criticize them in public, and let them know their shame and be brave. Yan Yong said.

"Yes!"

"You are the future of our people, and seeing you is like seeing a brilliant tomorrow for my people. Keep trying. Yan Yong praised.

The little stone people were suddenly excited, and they all trembled.

"One qiē for the Shiren clan!"

"Dear Patriarch Yanyong, you are our glorious banner!"

"We unite by your side and walk together towards a bright and bright future!!"

They roared, their eyes furious.

Yan Yong subconsciously avoided their gaze, and the fanaticism of these little stone people made him feel terrible.

He looked into the distance.

In the distance, various sections of the river were digging intensively, and Yan Yong could see many stone figures, facing the loess with their backs to the sky.

The river is dozens of feet wide, section after section, stretching out of sight.

What a magnificent project!

Whenever Iwa-yong saw such a scene, his heart surged - as long as they were united, the strength of the Shiren clan was so powerful that it could change the world!

But when Yan Yong thought of Fang Yuan, the most terrifying demon of all time, his heart was surging. It's as if a cold wind blows, and suddenly it turns into a snow-white glacier.

Whether it is a small group of foxes wandering outside, or the slogans on the stone slabs, or the organized rock guards, they are all the conspiracy of that demon.

With such a multi-pronged approach, it is hard to weaken the rebound of the stone people to the lowest level.

Yan Yong carried out this qiē with his own hands, and as he watched the canal take shape day by day, his fear of Fang Yuan became deeper and deeper.

That male immortal not only possesses terrifying force. What's even more desperate is that his cunning and insidiousness are also unfathomable.

Iwa-yong felt that he was sinking, that he was heading for the abyss.

He was as humble as an ant, and behind him was a tall figure like Fang Yuanshan. Looking down at him.

He was like a walking corpse, and like a puppet, the silk thread that manipulated his hands and feet was in Fang Yuan's hands.

Every day, he watched his people die one by one, and his heart ached.

I saw that the tribesmen were in full swing, desperately digging canals. He felt a desolate sadness even more.

"If possible, I'd rather not know the truth like this, maybe living in a scam will make me seem happy, right?"

Iwa-yong withdrew his gaze. With a wave of his hand, he took the small stone people and rushed to the next section of the river.

……

"This is the last estrus Gu, go ahead. ”

The true element has long been infused. Fang Yuan flicked his fingers and turned the green bean-like Gu. Shoot into the air.

As soon as the estrus Gu exploded, it turned into a pink light powder, sprinkled with water, and fell into the fox group below.

The entire fox group breathed these light powders into it, and immediately became agitated.

Soon, countless male foxes lay on the back of the female fox, constantly stirring, injecting the essence of life into the female fox's body.

The gestation period of a fox varies. For example, the golden fox, about two months of gestation, can give birth to a baby fox. Each litter, about three to four. And a wild beast like a three-tailed fox is not enough for hundreds of years of pregnancy.

Generally speaking, the more powerful the beast, the longer the gestation period.

However, in today's fox fairy blessed land, the fox group is relatively ordinary, and the pregnancy period is shorter.

From the matter of the stone man digging the canal, after he got on the track, Fang Yuan used the estrus Gu every day to give birth to little foxes and expand the fox group.

The fox fairy did not have an immortal Gu, and during the fifth natural disaster, she was directly killed by the Meizu Blue movie, so there was no set of main slave path Gu worms left on her body.

But in her Wandering Soul Palace, there are still a lot of Gu left.

For example, auxiliary Gu such as the Soul Burial Toad, consumption Gu such as the Estrus Gu, and some spare Gu worms on the slave path are mostly Fox Controlling Gu.

In order to enhance his strength as much as possible, Fang Yuan had already used these Gu Seven, Seven, Eighty, Eight.

Thanks to his efforts, the number of foxes has skyrocketed several times.

Although foxes are omnivores, the blessed land cannot support such a large number of foxes. In less than two years, many foxes will starve to death because they can't find food.

However, Fang Yuan couldn't manage it that much. All he had on his mind now was to survive the sixth disaster.

A few months have passed in a flash.

The canal was dug and ran across the northeast.

The vast white water, along the wide river, is galloping and rolling, and thousands of waves are flowing along the way.

Woo ......

The water flows into the burning fire pit, the forces of the water and fire collide with each other, and the river evaporates, forming a large amount of water mist, which rises upward.

When the river calmed down, most of the black flames were extinguished, leaving only the edges, and there were still three places.

In this way, the water and fire are reconciled, and the great water in the north recedes and the ground is exposed.

A large amount of flowing water, flowing down the canal, poured into dozens of huge craters in the east, forming lakes one after another.

Although there is still a lot of silt left in the north. The eastern part has long been a scorched earth, and there is no grass, but the harmony of water and fire seems to be a bloody wound with a scar.

As long as time passes, both the east and the north will gradually regain their vitality.

Under Fang Yuan's secret instructions, Yan Yong returned to his homeland in the south with more than a hundred stone men scarred.

"Master, what should we do with these clouds?" The little fox fairy looked at the sky, a thick layer of clouds, and felt a dilemma in his heart.

Despite several heavy rains, there was still water vapor suspended in the air and condensed into clouds.

These clouds block out the light and shroud large swaths of the eastern part of the country in annoying darkness.

You must know that there is no strong sunlight in the blessed land, and there is no strong wind. These clouds will severely affect the ecology of most of the eastern part of the country.

"Leave it alone. Fang Yuan glanced at the sea of clouds and withdrew his gaze.

The appearance of the sea of clouds, he had expected it a long time ago, it was just a minutiae. The focus now is on the sixth disaster!

As long as you hold on, the sea of clouds will slowly deal with it. If you can't hold on, you can't even mention it.