An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"Chiyou."

When Xuanming uttered this name in a strange and trembling tone, he could no longer maintain his fierce killing intent. The surging momentum of his body and the icy storm that swept around him were all poured out at once, as if the floodgates were opened.

In his bright and dazzling eyes, a dark color quietly occupied the entire pupil.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past, to the age when Xuanyuan was not yet established and the Yan tribe was the only one in power. He was still young and arrogant, but was trampled under the feet of a country bumpkin. He said with contempt and arrogance: "Since you acted willfully but did not hurt my human race, I will spare your life this time. Next time you wander around my Yan tribe, be careful of your head!"

After that, the other party left.

But Xuanming lay on the ground, lying in the sunken soil for a long time without being able to turn over.

It was not out of shame, nor was it like the film and television dramas where he secretly swore in his mind, but at that time, Xuanming really didn't have the strength to get up!

Although the other party said it easily, in the unexpected conflict before, his bones were broken all over his body, and he was like a puddle of mud with no place for him to exert force.

I don't know how long it has been, anyway, he couldn't wait for his injuries to recover completely, and he barely recovered his ability to move, and then limped away.

There was no way. At the beginning, with the idea of ​​traveling around the world as the God of Winter, who wouldn't give him three points of face, Xuanming's route was all those lively and populous places, and being beaten up by Chiyou attracted countless eyes.

In the short time that Xuanming lay in the pit, no less than hundreds of beings came to comfort him openly or secretly!

But if possible, he didn't need these so-called concerns.

The cold stares he received were one thing, but the more important thing was that almost everyone came to see him, and everyone would say in the end: "Look at you, why did you mess with him!"

Why mess with him?

Me?

Me?

No, I was flying in the sky, recording the dynamics of all parties in the wilderness, evaluating the sacrificial situation of the year and making winter astronomical tables, and this thing came up and chopped me down without saying a word.

You asked him why, he said that flying over the Yan tribe was prohibited!

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Because they had never fought, Xuanming would not talk about the humiliating and stimulating verbal conflicts in the process. Anyway, at least three-tenths of the responsibility for his paralyzed situation was on this mouth.

If he told people, no one could understand the unprovoked disaster Xuanming suffered, but instead felt that he was lucky to be able to save his life from Chiyou!

Although from the results obtained by Xuanming's inquiries, compared with those predecessors who were killed and carried back to the tribe and turned into barbecue by Xingtian, he can be said to have saved his life.

But people will never care about fairness but more about those who harm their interests, and the gods are the same.

In this way, although Xuanming later modified his status, became taciturn, and restrained himself a lot in exercising his authority, the humiliation he suffered in the Yan tribe at that time was remembered forever in his heart!

Until the Yanhuang War.

Facing the Jiuli tribe that was besieged and declared war on the entire wilderness, he felt that he could do it again!

He excitedly mixed into the army and prepared to avenge his previous shame on the battlefield of Zhuolu, and then he almost lost his life again.

This time, Chiyou did not let him go, but Xuanming, who felt something was wrong, turned around and buried many of his companions, using flesh and blood as a wall to fight for himself the opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven!

After this battle, Xuanming completely realized the gap between the two sides. He also vented some of his resentment when he saw Chiyou being dismembered at the Human King Ceremony, but at the same time, his reputation among the gods of the wilderness also fell into a trough.

Xuanming's title of the Lord of the North Sea is true, but he couldn't stand being excluded in Guixu. The days of being calculated were too hard to bear, so he hid in it. By chance, he discovered the degree of matching between himself and Guixu, and really began to occupy Guixu.

In this way, the long-term torment in Guixu made Xuanming's personality, which already had some sequelae, deviate in a distorted direction. Countless midnight dreams, the scene of fleeing in the battlefield of Zhuolu, and the contempt and indifference of the ancient gods made him feel uneasy.

But Xuanming didn't think about his own problems, but instead pushed everything onto Chiyou.

Anyway, the dead will not get up to argue with him!

So, day after day, He Xuanming really blamed Chiyou for everything that happened to him, and it was because he even deceived himself that when Zhang Ke first stirred up trouble in the wilderness, Xuanming couldn't wait to pit Dijun.

Until now, when the nightmare of the past appeared in front of him again in a living posture, all the guilt, resentment, and humiliation returned like a tide. When Xuanming's sequelae were triggered, he also recalled everything.

He couldn't understand why Zhang Ke could pull Chiyou directly when he was in Guixu, isolated from the inside and outside, and the location was determined so accurately.

He couldn't understand it even more. Obviously, he had calculated everything and perfectly shielded the inside and outside, but in just a moment of time to perfect the plan, this damn kid gave him such a big job!

But no matter how confused he was, Xuanming had to face Chiyou's direct gaze in reality.

After what was called a joke but was actually done with 70% strength, which left a big bump on the back of Zhang Ke's head, Dayu's expression of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry gradually turned into cold and angry.

Xuan Ming, who was thinking of excuses first and was about to buy himself some time, took a step forward. Dayou scolded and asked: "The evil insect is doing all kinds of evil and devouring my human race. You dare to support it if you kill it? Do you want to accuse my son?"

"Okay, okay, Xuan Ming, you have become more capable!"

"not me."

Before Xuan Ming could finish speaking, Dayou's scolding and Hu Po had already arrived together: "Since you can't carry it away, I'll help you sober up!"

"It doesn't matter if one of the four seasons in the sky is missing, there will always be someone to make up for it!"

Underneath the thunderous sound was a body that expanded rapidly.

It was much taller than ordinary people, and the body that seemed to be the size of a tall building expanded into a giant that could reach the sky and the ground in the blink of an eye. The entire Guixu shivered under his intimidation, and the square face turned into a giant. The vicious bull head has a bronze-like luster on its surface, and its red eyes are like the blood moon in the sky, bringing an indescribable throbbing.

"Okay, okay, you can't just say it but you want to do it?"

"After being a dead dog for so many years, Chi You, you still won't change your ways!"

"So that you know that today's barbaric world is no longer the world of Yanhuang, and I am not the fledgling Xuan Ming of the past. Since you are unreasonable and unreasonable, let's decide who is superior and who is inferior!"

Since the war was unavoidable, Xuan Ming simply cut off all his worries. As the past disappeared with the cracking of the corner of the true spirit, Xuan Ming, who had returned with confidence, also firmly extended an invitation to Dayou. .

The majestic voice turned into an invisible impact, and the space was disturbed by the sound waves. The uncertain light and shadow were daunting.

However, there was no answer from the other side, only an incomplete broken knife slashed down with an indomitable momentum!

In an instant, everything was turned upside down!

Unlike in Zhang Ke's hands, which relied solely on the sharpness and power of the weapon, in Dayou's hands, the incomplete ancient fierce weapon Hu Po showed some of its former brilliance:

I saw the light of the sword pouring down like a waterfall, and the rippling impact was overwhelming like a disaster from the sky!

Even before the two sides came into contact, the space in Guixu inevitably distorted and transformed, and the two-headed dragon under Xuan Ming's feet even screamed, accompanied by countless sounds like shattering glass, and the scales on its body Everything was peeled off, and the bright red flesh fell piece by piece as if it had been sliced ​​with superb knife skills.

Upper brain, three forks, cucumber strips, grinded noodles

Zhang Ke, who had avoided the center of the battle between the two as soon as his teacher appeared, was holding a hand-made gold plate high and standing on the lower floor of Guixu to collect the pieces of meat that fell from his head. .

Don't look at this two-headed dragon without being beaten, but all its flesh and blood was sliced ​​off with just one knife.

But after all, he is Xuan Ming's mount. As a great god at the level of the Four Seasons of Heaven, Xuan Ming still needs it even if he is more powerful. Although the strength of this two-headed dragon is not very impressive, in terms of bloodline, it is far superior to Zhang Ke. There are a dazzling array of these hanging on my body.

Among the old gods of Kyushu and Beihai, there are very few who can compare with him.

What's more, even if such rare and exotic beasts are not processed during preparation, they are still rare delicacies if they are simply sliced. Dragon blood itself is an excellent medicine and raw material for wine. How can Zhang Ke, a typical foodie, treat such a precious thing? It can be easily let go, let alone the split keels falling from the sky intermittently.

If you take this home and use it to make soup, will those brats in your house not be able to eat it with your own hands? Even just boiling the soup can last ten or eight years. For Zhang Ke, a worried ancestor, that is very easy!

As for the teacher on the battlefield, although he has been lying down for a long time and is no longer the same as before, he will not suffer any losses in total. What's more, Zhang Ke is not just playing soy sauce. At the same time, the numbers on his retina are still increasing and decreasing.

New job for old job!

This is normal. After all, it's all about power and background. How could he only recruit one person?

It doesn't matter if the human kings don't move lightly. The emperor Zhang Ke is not prepared to ask for more. After all, there are still a lot of bad things between the wilderness and Kyushu. He is not unreasonable. In order to avoid causing trouble for everyone, It's not easy for Zhang Ke to take advantage of everyone's love for him and force him to do his job, but for the two teachers, that's what he should do!

To put it bluntly, Master, Master, can be beaten and scolded just like a father, so it is natural for his disciples to wipe their pgs!

Of course, as pure as Zhang Ke, he would not have such bad thoughts. He was just simple and wanted to find a chance for the two young people who had parted ways to face each other, let go of the past and look forward to the future, and for this he sacrificed a little. Also, it's quite relevant.

How about sacrificing Xuan Ming? Anyway, in Zhang Ke's plan, he will get it sooner or later. In this case, it is better to have a mixed doubles fight that is more brutal and avoid the pain of his own flesh and blood!

Thinking back carefully, his plan was too gentle. He really thought that if the outside world knew what Zhang Ke had prepared, everyone would cry for him.

In just an instant, Xuan Ming, who was still superior just now, became embarrassed.

The mount that had accompanied him for countless years was chopped up with a knife. It was sliced ​​into thin slices of meat and skeleton, and was picked up by the young man on a plate, as if he was going to eat the meat later.

Even He Himself wasn't much better.

Although he was not injured, Chi You chopped his domain into pieces with one knife, and the power gathered from the authority turned into a rolling wave, setting off a manic storm in the ruins.

Since his debut, this is the third time he has suffered a loss from this guy.

The first two times were not so bad, he was a peerless strongman who rose from the wilderness and a strong competitor for the Human King, but what is Chi You now?

Even if he was lucky enough to be rescued and resurrected, he slept in the tomb of the Blood Maple Forest for endless years, his body was torn apart, and his destiny was scattered. These experiences cannot be false, and his power should have been lost by half in the process.

One is stronger than the other, ignoring Xuanming's fear of Chi You from the bottom of his heart, this fight should have been won by him.

But the reality is completely the opposite.

Chi You, who was resurrected from the dead, was very fierce. Although he no longer had the destiny of the Human King, the concept given to him by the human race was extremely strong. The quantity was even larger than that of the Yanhuang period, which made up for the quality defects, not to mention that Chi You, who had been dead for so many years, not only did not absorb the flesh and blood of the wilderness, but it was strengthened a bit.

A quick glance revealed two points of disharmony from Chi You, but He had no way of knowing how many secrets were hidden in this old rival.

As a result, Xuan Ming, who had been cultivating for countless years to regain his position, suffered a more tragic scene than before, and even showed an irreversible one-sided trend as soon as he came into contact with Him.

This is because Xuan Ming's thoughts were limited to simple psychological activities, and he did not speak out openly, otherwise Zhang Ke would not mind explaining to Him what the emperor (king) was.

Hands on hips! ! !

Not to mention the increasingly expanding Shao You tribe, while the entire tribe worshipped Zhang Ke as the ancestor, Da You's status also soared straight up, from the original Jiuli ancestor, now transformed into a human king.

It is true that Da You was defeated in Zhuolu, but you cannot prevent future generations from glorifying their ancestors without limit.

After all, Da You did not have the status of a human king, so where did our ancestor's status as a human king come from?

To be honest, was it taken from Ji Fa?

That's so embarrassing!

They don't care whether others believe it or not, but if the creatures of the Shang and Zhou world don't worship my ancestors in their hearts and respect the Great King You, then you don't give face to my Shao You tribe. If you don't give face to my Shao You tribe, then don't say anything.

I will declare war immediately. If I don't dig out your ancestors for eighteen generations, my Shao You tribe will be left with no one!!!

In this way, while the Shang and Zhou world was changing in harmony (under the knife), the whole Jiuzhou was also gathering because of this.

The name of the human king Emperor You is not well-known in the secular level of Jiuzhou. In addition to the relevant Taoist sects and left-handed practitioners who have a certain understanding, everyone is more familiar with the Western Emperor of the Five Directions and Five Emperors newly appointed by the Heavenly Court.

As the emperor at the top of the Heavenly Court structure, although most of the relevant records of Zhang Ke's appearance are in the recent period of time, it is difficult to find traces in the past, but the Taoist sect can't help but like the Shao You tribe, and likes to make some small moves.

I like to beautify it, and the origin of the Western Emperor is clearly pointed to Jiuli Dayu, so naturally, Dayu was put on the handed-down scriptures, and because Zhang Ke's earliest activities can only be traced back to the time of Xia Qi, although there is a long time after that, but until the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the traces of his existence were intermittent.

As a last resort, the Taoist priests can only add as much as possible to fill in the gaps.

After all, no matter how little experience Emperor You has, he can't have much less than other emperors, otherwise it will make their disciples appear less professional.

In this way, after the Western Emperor - You Jiuzhou Ji was modified with exaggeration and did not reach the due share, the Taoist priests who had no choice could only pull Dayu out to show his face.

Thick words and extremely boastful.

With Zhang Ke's dreaming technique and the promise of the position of immortal gods, the Taoist sects from all walks of life in Jiuzhou reversed Dayu's image, and shaped Dayu and Emperor You into an orderly inheritance, a true hero of the human race's foreign war!

Typical of a great scholar who argues for me!

When the lazy Taoist sect began to act, whether it was Lingshan or the side door, it was really no match for these Taoist masters who had been playing rebellion for generations.

After decades of baptism, there were already traces of Dayou in various parts of Jiuzhou, and in every temple dedicated to the Western Emperor, the Western Emperor must be on the left in the hall, and the vacant position was left for Dayou to receive incense and worship.

This is not in accordance with etiquette, but it is in line with the traditional filial piety of Jiuzhou.

With this, the already prosperous Western Emperor Temple became even more popular.

Although intuitively speaking, Zhang Ke did not like others to build his own temple, and the temple was prosperous with incense and people flowing in an endless stream, after all, the complexity of people is something that even humans themselves cannot predict.

Why is it said that the immortals and gods of Jiuzhou are not as dedicated as those in the outside world, but have made great achievements in all aspects.

In addition to the custom of specializing in all fields inherited from the wilderness, the various wishes and requirements of the human race for praying to gods and Buddhas are also one aspect. Incense and power are common in the entire void, and Jiuzhou is no exception.

Thinking about the position of a brothel god, it was enough to give Zhang Ke a headache. He listened to things about the prostitution all day long and the nights of revelry. It was disgusting enough to see the secret activities of selling girls in the old times, but he couldn't sweep them away with thunder and lightning like the foreign land.

If he also added the protection of women and children, giving birth, promotion and wealth, etc., just listening to people's prayers would make Zhang Ke annoyed.

But for his own teacher, and for the name of Chi You, who was deliberately humiliated, to go away, Zhang Ke had to choose to ignore some things. Anyway, he had so many children. If he didn't learn the stick education of Lao Deng, isn't it reasonable for them to share a little for their ancestors?

Thus, although all the changes have only existed for a few decades, the accumulated concepts and weight far exceed everything that Dayu got in the wilderness.

There is no way. Although Jiuzhou is not as good as the wilderness in quality, the population of Jiuzhou is too large!

Therefore, it is not incomprehensible that Dayu, who was originally like a fragile porcelain doll, can recover so quickly and even better than before.

However, although Zhang Ke knew all this, he would not tell Xuanming, and Dayu would not show off these to the ancient gods in the wilderness for no reason.

Therefore, Menggu God Xuanming could only watch Dayu holding a broken knife behind him chasing him relentlessly.

And the outside world of Guixu was blocked by the human kings.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

Xuanming had no choice but to be cruel and fight with the thing behind him!

But the air in Guixu was dense, and with the fluctuation of Xuanming's will, the whole world suddenly fell into the cold winter, and the white disaster blew over the sky. Under the heavy snow, the appearance of Xuanming, the god, began to change suddenly.

Countless gray feathers emerged from all parts of his body, and his thin body quickly expanded into a huge monster.

The width of his back was unknown, and his majestic wings were like a drooping sky. A wild storm was lingering on his gray body. Countless cyclones stirred up the Guixu energy and covered it with a layer of colorful gauze. In the vagueness, a damp water vapor suddenly filled every corner of Guixu.

Falling into the water is a fish, flying is a bird.

Then, Xuanming did not dodge, and with a flap of his wings, he drove the huge body to complete the turn, and then rushed straight towards Dayou in front of him.

At this moment, his ferocious and crazy eyes stared at Zhang Ke behind Dayu, and his vertical pupils were full of tyrannical killing intent!

Even if I can't beat Dayu in reality, it's not easy for Dayu to kill me. But since I'm in a dilemma and have no way out, it's better to risk my life in exchange for this vicious little kid than to be trampled to death by others and then put on the table.

In this way, even if he will be trampled to death by the anger of the human race, he can leave an indelible scar on the human race!

In an instant, wind and thunder gathered!

Then the Kunpeng transformed by Xuanming passed over Dayu's blade like a stream of light, opened his mouth in the spurting hot blood and rushed straight to Zhang Ke.

Looking at the increasingly close distance and Zhang Ke who seemed to be stunned and motionless, Xuan Ming's twisted eyes seemed to reveal a hint of sarcasm:

After all, he is just a kid. No matter how arrogant and violent he is, he can never stay calm and unchanging when encountering things.

However, Xuan Ming, who was staring at Zhang Ke and speeding up desperately to distance himself from Dayu, did not notice that after symbolically slashing him with a knife, Dayu did not chase him but stopped where he was, looking at the unstoppable Xuan Ming thoughtfully:

Is this stupid bird so impatient?

To be honest, dying under the Tiger Soul Sword can at least be a pleasure, but being slashed to death by Gan Qi is a great punishment!

As Dayu shook his head in confusion.

Zhang Ke, who seemed to be stunned, gradually showed a smile on his face.

And the next moment, just like before, the space in front of him suddenly twisted, and a figure that seemed to have crawled out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood slowly emerged from it.