An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

When Xiang Liu happily enjoyed the food from his own prison and swallowed it in one gulp, he felt the unprecedented sense of fullness sliding down the throat connecting his head and body. It exudes a touch of emotion and comfort.

As the second-generation Xiangliu who inherited the bloodline of the once famous Xiangliu, and due to overnutrition and rapid growth, he became the ethnic group closest to the Xiangliu individual who was defeated by Dayu among the existing Xiangliu.

The inheritance belonging to the Xiangliu ethnic group has already been completely opened to it at the memory level.

While being able to inherit various magical abilities, as well as deeply exploring its own abilities again and again, the experiences of the previous generation Xiangliu also replayed intermittently in its mind like a slideshow.

It is different from the rough experience ordinary people have when watching movies and TV shows.

The inheritance derived from the bloodline is enough to provide it with a real experience close to that of the person.

The reason why it is said to be close is that although Xiangliu completely replaced his father in the inherited memory to experience everything in the wilderness, but driven by the established destiny, it was just like a piece of driftwood in the river. Being able to drift with the flow without being able to control yourself makes the originally perfect immersive experience a little more frustrating and frustrating.

Of course, Xiang Liu doesn't care about this. What he cares more about is that although he tasted the food in his memory and enjoyed swallowing it, in the end it didn't fall into his stomach. When he came back to his senses, Xiang Liu was still empty. Even the previous heavy meal and the current empty stomach caused a depression, making Xiang Liu, whose temper was not good, even more irritable and untamable.

Of course, there are no untamable pets under Zhang Ke's hands.

As Xiang Liu, who had personally seen the Four Evils, Jiu Ying, Zhu Yan and a series of wild evil gods being beaten underground by his prisoner, he had never thought of something similar to being unfilial, even though his prisoner was a rebel and spent all day long Thinking of waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, but then again, Lao Da is not an elder.

Although Xiang Liu praised Zhang Ke, the relationship between them was not like Gonggong and Xiang Liu.

The latter are brothers in the true sense. Although they are not tied by blood, they share hardships and blessings. That's why Xiang Liu's father appears so well-behaved under Gong Gong; but Xiang Liu and Zhang Ke are more like using their relationship to It is the difference between owners and pets.

offend?

It's not stupid, so why does it have to wait until it's made into snake soup before it knows how to write the word "regret"?

As for the elders, no matter how big the wilderness is, they can only raise one willow tree.

It’s not that they are so good at eating that only Miao Miao is left to eat from their own family group; there are so many edible things in the wild, like bottomless pits of gluttony, even the brave ones that can’t get in and out are still alive and well.

Xiangliu's loneliness is purely due to his unique talent. No capable creature would want to turn his home into a public toilet. He would swim in a cesspool all day long. Whenever a Xiangliu rises, there must be one in the wilderness. Existence comes as promised.

Either humans, ancient gods, or species belonging to the same ferocious gods as them, killed them after one or several battles.

The reason why Xiangliu's father is so famous and has single-handedly included the reputation of the entire ethnic group is because he was lucky enough to meet a Gonggong who yelled at him to kill him if he didn't come forward, and when Gonggong died, he happened to be Encountered the flood that flooded the entire wilderness.

The wild people were busy quelling the floods, so naturally they couldn't take care of this guy who was wandering around, eating, drinking and littering.

Until Dayu controlled the floods and exposed it.

As we all know, flowing water will weaken the impact of stench, but once the water source dries up, under the sun's exposure, the garbage soaked in water can emit several times the original stench. What's more, Xiangliu is not a garbage dump, but a mobile cesspit.

Thanks to Dayu's efforts, the legend of Xiang Liu came to an end, but now, countless years later, a new generation of Xiang Liu has risen again.

But compared to his short-sighted father, the contemporary Xiang Liu prefers to follow Zhang Ke and act as a ruthless waste collector.

As for the ambition that belongs to the fierce god. Compared with the memory in his mind of eating dirt or drinking water all day long, and swallowing some "small fish and shrimps", what kind of life does the contemporary Xiang Liu lead?

What he eats is the outside world and what he drinks is the barbarian gods. Although they all have more or less different problems, for Xiang Liu, there is nothing more pleasing to him than the current recipe. Normal food is just A big meal, and certain existences that make ordinary people crazy are like niche snacks.

Although durian is smelly, it is known as the Queen of Fruits; stinky tofu smells bad, but everyone in Kyushu likes it; the evil god is the same, why can the smelly one be better than Xiang Liucheng? However, a strange smell similar to his own would easily get to Xiang Liu's head.

How to say that: That is called authentic!

Savage?

I'm really unfamiliar with you, so don't contact me. I'm afraid of being imprisoned!

Compared with the dinner snacks that were based on quantity in the past, the God of Arcana that was now packaged directly to his mouth made Xiang Liu even more ecstatic; the last time he ate such high-quality food was in the lonely Greek civilization. A hundred-headed dragon.

The essence of Typhon has completely collapsed, and even the powerful divine power can barely hold the door frame. How can there be a great and powerful Typhon?

However, it is a pity that even if Xiang Liu has tried his best, the efficiency is still negligible; not to mention that he cannot digest the arcane god who has thrown himself into the trap, Xiang Liu has used himself as the main body to resist it. After that, the God of Arcana, who had regained his composure, immediately began to make waves.

A series of terrifying forbidden spells exploded in its belly. The terrifying movement caused Xiang Liu's body to twist strangely, and the unbearable pain made Xiang Liu instinctively retching and ruminating.

After several attempts to suppress the severe pain, and the movement seemed to intensify with Xiang Liu's efforts, Xiang Liu finally couldn't help but spurt it out.

"Despicable beast!"

After a period of twists and turns and ups and downs of passionate drifting, the trapped God of Arcana finally came to light again.

Although the experience of the entrance and exit is slightly different. Compared with the previous hearty "poop" sinking into the stomach of the monster, the way out is too tortuous, but for the God of Arcane, it is possible to escape from that dirty and smelly place. It is great luck to escape.

I can't help it, it really stinks.

That stench, even if the God of Arcane is wrapped around it through the barrier of divine power, it is like being in a medieval sewer. No, the situation is even worse than that; even if it doesn't breathe, that underground smell The taste of it can also go straight into the mind, like some kind of memetic infection, and it will be deeply engraved in its mind as soon as it is touched.

Even the great God of Arcana was overcome with tears by the stench that filled every corner of the space.

I can't open my eyes, I can't open my eyes at all.

Although the situation after coming out was better, it was not much better.

The endless stench was gone, but the lingering aftertaste was still clinging to it, and no matter how hard the God of Arcana tried to get rid of it, the refreshing smell caused at least 30% of its strength to be lost.

And the next moment, when the angry God of Arcane was about to vent his anger severely and let the despicable brainless monster see its great anger, he glanced suddenly and saw a figure retreating away.

Xiang Liu, who happened to be facing the gaze of the God of Arcana, suddenly released a wave of nitrogen to accelerate.

Looking at the turbulent and expanding purple-green toxin smoke cloud, as well as the suddenly expanded and somewhat loosely sealed jet vent, the face of the God of Arcana suddenly froze.

etc!

It couldn't, couldn't, never come from that damn place, could it?

"Damn beast, I want your life!"

The extreme and insane anger completely ignited the reason of the God of Arcana. It completely ignored its companions who were still struggling in the material plane. With the huge burst of divine power, it was ready to smash the space and cross the void.

However, when it was about to do so, a strong magical light suddenly condensed around it.

When the fluctuation reaches a certain peak point, the space is suddenly torn apart.

For a moment, from across the broken space, countless purple-gold roots burning with raging fire flew out, and began to flog it crazily with a frequency that even the God of Arcana could hardly hide.

The spell barrier was crumbling under the intensive beating, and the God of Arcane Magic was continuously pushed back by the continuous force, until it fell from the void into the gravitational circle of the material plane again. Under the pull of the double force, it seemed like Falling like a meteor.

"Boom!"

A huge concussive sound came from the center of the briefly divided battlefield.

Hong'e, who was flooding the entire material plane and still exerting its effect to gather a large amount of magic elements to suppress the gods' use of spells, was also interrupted for a moment by this sudden heavy blow.

Although in the next moment, with the return of water, the forbidden magic field was once again perfected.

But thanks to the sudden addition of unexpected factors, it is difficult for this battle to maintain sufficient intensity, at least at this moment.

The God of Arcane, who was stunned by the sudden attack, realized his position the moment he woke up after a brief period of dizziness. In full view of the public, he could not move at all, nor could he vent his pent-up anger.

What's even more uncomfortable than eating shit is that your relatives and friends just happened to witness the whole process of eating shit.

Although the God of Arcana is not so unlucky, through his divine mind, he saw the faces of the alliance gods distorting and retreating thousands of miles in disgust. His already unhappy mood was now even worse.

Even while it was observing, Zhang Ke had to cover his nose and step back hundreds of miles before taking a few breaths.

"Tsk, tsk, stop hiding. This guy is well-known in our area. Dayu still has to rely on time to forcefully drag his smell away."

The God of Arcane, who was pretending to be dead, heard Zhang Ke's extremely disgusted voice.

In fact, this is also true.

He originally just wanted to temporarily throw this annoying spell turret out of the battlefield to gain more space for himself, but who would have thought that Xiang Liu came at just the right time and masterfully managed such a thing.

Although it feels quite humiliating in the God of Arcana.

But under Zhang Ke's vision, he had to give up the idea of ​​hunting the God of Arcana.

He is no longer a child, and he will not blow up cow dung and play in the toilet when he is in the mood, especially since he has always been neither gentle nor heavy. If the God of Arcana is blown up, he will suffer. Zhang Ke.

In a situation where he was dying of shame and anger, the tangled God of Arcana felt the pulse of the earth beneath him. In the next moment, he heard a loud voice: "Let's go!"

The uplifted earth directly carried the God of Arcana and the billions of tons of water polluted by him directly out of the material plane and drifted towards the void.

Without the unexpected factor of intrusion, the battlefield can continue.

Although the gods did not want to continue fighting on this site where the stench persisted, but after the war started, the initiative in the war was no longer in their hands.

For Zhang Ke.

As long as there is no Xiang Liu's body and the source of pollution that has fielded Xiang Liu's digestive system, the remaining aftertaste is insignificant. He has adapted too well. No, it should be that this taste is not authentic enough. That's not right either.

Shaking his head, Zhang Ke focused his attention on the gods who were now regrouping.

In the three-day fierce battle, even if the gods tried their best to avoid it, Zhang Ke had accumulated nearly 200 layers of Qianqi special effects. He held the weight-increasing battle ax in his hand. Even with Zhang Ke's strength, he felt powerful. It was a bit too much, so I had to free up two arms to grasp the ax handle to ensure stability.

The increase in power and destructiveness made Zhang Ke unprecedentedly powerful, but the excessive number of gods still posed a big obstacle to Zhang Ke. Although it was different from his previous deliberate refusal to kill just to add special effects, and his concentration. It has something to do with wanting to give some old guy a hard time hiding his face.

But now, after confirming that the gods had no hidden backup, Zhang Ke decided to start hunting.

So, under the eyes of everyone, another strange phenomenon appeared on Zhang Ke's majestic body.

Dark red blood spurted out from the body and turned into raging flames to wrap around his body. The blood flames spread so much that Zhang Ke's original image was distorted. The fangs and sharp teeth stretched out through the wrapping of his mouth, and the golden jade Even the human king's hair crown could not restrain his long, flamboyant scarlet hair, and lines appeared quietly on the body surface under his armor.

Even the calm Hong'e was once again turbulent. Under the overcast sky, the stormy waves were beating wantonly. Opposite where the gods were standing, a ferocious and violent evil thing that seemed to come out of a late-night story came into view.

As Zhang Ke prepares for battle, the already tight space around him is squeezed even tighter. At an angle that is difficult for ordinary people to detect, purple and gold interlaced lines form a network to tightly wrap the space together.

But no one noticed this secret change in angle, because after the barbarian fell into self-centeredness, he directly took the ax and launched another charge towards the gods.

In an instant, the earth was turned upside down!

After a dull collision, the three gods who fought at first were thrown away by the arrogant force.

Even though they are already very good at melee combat among the great beings present, and with the preparation of themselves and their companions, they have gained strength and smoothness beyond the past, they are still as fragile as before nearly two hundred levels of relatives. It's a powerful god.

Of course, using powerful divine power to describe greatness is a bit offensive, but at least they didn't belch their own world together with one blow.

Only the weapon was almost broken, the armor was twisted, and most of the ribs on the chest were broken. In addition, there were some blunt trauma to the internal organs, rupture and bleeding, and a serious concussion. If it were placed on a mortal, the soul would be returned to the underworld directly. The injury can be repaired in just one hour in front of the Great One.

And this was because along with the heavy blows, there was also a violent and vicious force that poured into their bodies, wreaking wanton destruction along the wounds, causing the gods to have to spend more time to dispel the potential threats, so they were delayed, otherwise they would be destroyed. It heals completely in an instant.

But then again, even in related conflicts at the mortal level, every second is crucial, and for divine beings who often regard a moment as a quarter of an hour, or even longer, an hour is really It's too long.

It has been so long that Zhang Ke has joined the flock of sheep and started killing countless people with the curse of disaster that can destroy the world.

I saw the Qianqi in Zhang Ke's hand coming and going like the wind, and the turbulent impact whipped up a hurricane of destruction. Driven by incomparable power, it slashed down overwhelmingly!

Before it was touched, the thousands of meters of Hong'e accumulated under the feet were already pushed by the wind pressure to reveal the muddy and pitted earth. The raging storm directly swept the three pillars of Cthulhu among the gods under the guise of the old father's authority. The god blew around, and what followed was the pressure of the law from the ancient deity of the wilderness, the God of Honor, the Victorious One, the Dragon of Creation, the human totem, and the dragon.

As the storms swept through, the body of the Three Pillar Gods, which seemed to be floating everywhere, made an inaudible sound of breaking. It was the cry of concept and will, the last swan song of the soul, and after losing it The body supported by the soul could no longer respond to its own defense. Under the impact of the forbidden curse that was so dense that it almost annihilated the world, it disintegrated into the weakest particles and scattered everywhere.

Although the gods noticed the death of the three pillar gods, they had no time to care about it at the moment.

The first one to suffer was the Green Forest Sage from the Nature and Life School. He cast a halo behind his back and played with curses. The shield on his body was directly smashed with an axe. His weak figure was thrown away until he hit a building. Only at the peak did the decline barely stop.

He got up from the ground and wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The green forest sage's emerald-like eyes showed a rare serious look:

"I admit that I had a high opinion of you. I originally thought that we are all great. Although you cannot be reused, at least you can play some role in dealing with a cub that is still stuck under the threshold. But now it seems that you are all useless snacks. "

"Eiyou, I admit that you are very good. You are so good that I want to destroy you. If Kyushu cannot be here in an instant, I am afraid you will have to go back to the drawing board and rebuild yourself today!"

The next moment the words fell, I saw a emerald green light and shadow refracting behind the sage in the green forest. Countless prayers and the rustling of leaves swayed through the light and shadow to the outside world. At the same time, the light and shadow gently fell on the sage's body. In the blink of an eye, a pair of soft rattan armor was woven.

The vigorous breath of life continues to emanate from the vine armor, and the rich breath of life spreads out to even the material plane shrouded in floods, and the land hidden under the water gradually grows green, and even Hundreds of strange giant trees as big as mountains penetrated the water and grew rapidly in the face of the wind and waves.

As for the body of the Green Forest Sage, with the condensation of light, it changed from a human-like appearance to a ferocious giant bear that was hundreds of thousands of meters tall and covered in thick gray-brown fur armor.