These two sixth-level races have not forbidden the spread of the Heaven Replenishing Technique, because it can no longer be banned, and the Heaven Replenishing Technique is a practice that all clansmen must memorize in the herbivore clan, and it is engraved in their bones.

Unless all herbivores are exterminated, it cannot be banned at all.

Time flies again, two thousand years later.

Yang Shou saw that the herbivore clan was declining more and more at the top of Jianmu, from hundreds of thousands to a sharp decrease again, and only tens of thousands remained.

The inability to reproduce children meant that they could only survive and not expand their race at all.

"You, Creator...... Is it really not interfering?"

Fu Nao, who was beside him, also witnessed all this, and couldn't help asking.

If it were, it would have been unable to take action a long time ago, and in this trend, in another thousand years, even if the herbivore clan did not perish, there would be little left.

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

In a total of 3,000 years, 99% of the clansmen died, such a price, such a blood feud, Yang Shou did not believe that no one resisted this race that could give birth to the Ten Pioneers at the beginning.

Fu Nao was silent, not quite understanding the meaning of Yang Shou's words, as if he ...... When a race is dying, miracles happen.

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

While thinking about it, Fu Nao was also studying carefully, looking at the water mirror, and suddenly found that a person had walked out of the herbivore clan that was becoming more and more weak.

An old man.

He was clumsy, on crutches, and set off from the herbivorous settlement, as if on a pilgrimage, towards the library.

It's almost nine steps and a knock, three steps and a bow, and every walk is extremely religious.

"It's ......"

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

In the old man, there seemed to be a force reviving, this power was very terrifying, but I don't know where it came from.

Yang Shou's gaze was also fixed on the old man, the short old man, on crutches, every three steps, he had to put down the crutches and bow again.

This is an old man who is extremely pious, and he is extremely determined!

It was difficult for such a strange person not to attract the attention of others, and soon, someone found this old man and reported it to the two races.

The two major races did not pay attention to it, after three thousand years, the herbivore tribe has been suppressed too badly, and there are less than tens of thousands of people left in the entire race, which is really difficult to attract their attention.

The two races didn't make a move, but along the way, several fifth-level monks provoked the old man and blocked his way.

However, the old man only glanced at the provocateur lightly, and the provocateur burst open, turning into a blood mist and floating in the air.

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

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

Looking at this huge library, he wept silently, cried and laughed on crutches, ignoring the opinions of others.

"Hahahaha......"

"The library built by the Ten Pioneers with all their life's painstaking efforts, the efforts of all the ancestors of our clan are in it, and future generations will not be worthy of the descendants of Xuanyuan...... will use the remaining remnants to open a bloody path for the race!"

"Whoever can't kill my people will eventually make my people strong!"

"Whoever enslaves my people will come to ruin!"

"Whoever stands in the way of the glory of our people will never recover!"

The old man chanted softly, his breath climbed round by round, he gave up his crutches, and 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!

A level 5 that has terrified all races!

Cultivators of the Heaven Mending Technique, within the same realm, are invincible!

The sixth level, who was in charge of guarding the library, sensed an anomaly and flew out of thin air, staring at the old man condescendingly.

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

"Herbivores?"

This sixth-level person has long been out of the world, immersed in the various studies in the library, half-squinted, and instantly remembered the herbivores of the past.

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

He alone slaughtered countless fifth-level people.

"Is it invincible in the same realm?"

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

"What about the fifth-level invincible, I didn't expect you to break our seal and cultivate to such a realm behind your back!"

Back then, all the sixth-level powerhouses shot at the same time and sealed millions of herbivores, and no one was missed, but they didn't expect that in this case, there were still people who could break through the seal and cultivate to the fifth level.

He didn't suspect that Xuan Yuan was the fifth level of the year, all the fifth level of the year were all killed, and there was not one left!

I have to say that the herbivore clan has a backbone, and the fifth level came to die one after another, and none of them chose to escape.

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

It was from this position that I witnessed the massacre.

The seniors in the clan were killed one by one, and they had no power to fight back.

Even if you are invincible in the same realm, in the face of an opponent who exceeds a realm, you can only be crushed.

"Song Xizhen, you ...... Damn!"

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

Song Xizhen is the name of this slaughterer!

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, the fifth-level strength of your clan was really strong back then, and it took a lot of effort for me to kill, it's been three thousand years, I really miss this feeling, fortunately, there is a fifth-level yours, let me feel it, these three thousand years, what have you cultivated?!"

Song Xizhen sneered, high up, carrying his hands behind his back, suspended in the air, condescending.

"Boom!"

Xuan Yuan's pupils widened, and a golden light shot out, rushing into the sky, and directly crashing into Song Xizhen.

"The light of the ants also dares to compete for glory!"

Song Xizhen didn't care, waved his hand and sneered, and casually released a cyan light cluster to defend.

Then, he lowered Xuan Yuan's strength, and also overestimated himself, the moment the golden light in his eyes touched the cyan light cluster, he turned the cyan light cluster into pieces!

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

A bloody hole appeared in his chest, fist-sized, blood spurting.

"Mole 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 slowly repaired, and at the same time began to take the initiative to attack Xuan Yuan.

"Ant, give me death!"

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

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

However, even if he took the initiative to attack, he still lowered Xuan Yuan's strength, only to see Xuan Yuan jump up, step into the void, and take the first step, Song Xizhen's body was affected by a mysterious and strange energy, and he paused slightly, and the attack was slowed down a lot.

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

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

And seeing that Xuan Yuan was about to take the fourth step, his face changed greatly.

"Mole ant, what kind of exercise are you, how come I have never seen it in the library?"

However, he tried in vain to delay time, but Xuan Yuan saw through it at a glance, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, and as soon as he stepped out, Song Xizhen's whole person turned into a blood mist, burst open, and completely fell!

In 10,000 years, the first sixth-level fell!

"This library contains the hard work and wisdom of our ancestors, and no one deserves to occupy it except my clan!"

On this day, standing at the top of the library, Xuan Yuan bowed to the Heaven Mending Technique, and when it wasn't for the battle, his body re-aged and turned into an old man.

He wept and was full of shame.

As a child who grew up listening to the stories of the Ten Pioneers, he still remembers that when he was enlightened, he saw a sentence left by the Ten Pioneers when he opened the first glance of the Heaven Repair Technique.

"Future generations, hold this technique, create the glory of our clan, and sing the heavens in the future, do not slack off!"

However, before they could get out of the Hongmeng space, they were enslaved, and the entire glorious race has only tens of thousands of people left.

Endangered!

"Ancestor, please rest assured, today, I, Xuan Yuan, will wash the two major races in blood, kill all the fifth- and sixth-level monks, and leave not one behind!"

Just as they did to their own people, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

After spending three days in the library, Xuan Yuan walked out again and began to visit the two major races and set off a killing.

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

Song Xizhen's fall is too weird, some people witnessed this scene from a distance, and it was spread amazingly, some people said that Xuan Yuan stared at Song Xizhen at a glance, and some people said that Song Xizhen died by blowing himself up.

But all the six levels 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 ...... Coupled with the invincibility of the same level, this made all six levels solemn.

"Kill him, and destroy the entire herbivorous clan!"

This is their unanimous opinion, this race is too terrifying, it is so suppressed, and there are still people who can rise from the seal, from the desperate situation, and in three thousand years, they have reached the sixth level.

But they weren't too worried, the sixth-level powerhouses of the two clans combined, there were seven hundred!

Coupled with countless fifth-level levels, this power gathered together was enough to compete with the half-step gods slightly.

Xuan Yuan walked all the way, and when he approached the two major races, he sensed hundreds of majestic powers, and he was silent, without saying a word, on crutches, and continued to walk without hurry.

The direction has not changed, the purpose is unwavering.

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

The smile went from imperceptible to chuckling loudly to being arrogant.

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