From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

Around Ancestor Jinwu's mouth, several golden air currents rotated in a counterclockwise direction, and a vortex expanded rapidly. The power that wiped out everything flowed in the vortex, and Di Jun and the others had to retreat a little.

At this time, two blood-red sword lights suddenly rolled towards Ancestor Jinwu. Under the sword lights, a black crack appeared in the space, which was extremely terrifying!

Ancestor Minghe wanted to kill the Jiutou Clan with his own hands. This time, Emperor Jun promised him a lot of benefits in order to invite him to go out, but Ancestor Minghe was more interested in killing a strong man like the Jiutou Clan. Ancestor Jinwu sneered when he saw this. His claws suddenly stretched out and grabbed Yuantu and Abi. A harsh sound sounded. Yuantu and Abi broke the scales on Ancestor Jinwu's claws, but they were also beaten back.

"Styx, he is my prey!" Ancestor Jin Wu shouted.

Ancestor Minghe was unmoved, Yuantu and Abi turned into two rivers of blood, trying to drown Ancestor Jinwu and the Jiutou clan together.

Lei Ming saw this scene through the water mirror technique, and suddenly felt extremely humiliated. His disciple, the human king of the human race, was actually treated as prey!

Jiutou had the same feeling, and he said angrily: "No one can think of me as prey!"

Jiutou clan looked up to the sky and roared, raising his right hand high.

"People, I am the King of Humans, the Jiutou Clan. Raise your right hands and lend me your power!" The voice of the Jiutou Clan sounded in the hearts of all the tribesmen.

In Chendu, billions of human monks raised their right hands, and inexplicable power penetrated the void and fell on the Jiutou clan.

At Qinglong Pass, the human race who inherited Laozi’s golden elixir path raised their right hand...

In an unknown barren mountain, Chisongzi, who was practicing meditation, raised his right hand...

In the closed space, the Third Ancestor was awakened and raised his right hand without hesitation...

Lei Ming, who was watching the battle, raised his right hand...

In Shouyang Mountain, Master Xuandu slowly raised his right hand. I glanced at him and then lowered my eyes...

The power of countless human races converged on the Jiutou clan, and the sluggish aura of the Jiutou clan was swept away. His body became stronger again, and the laws flowing in his body became more and more complete. In his body, the Divine Patterns of Heaven transformed into a complete pattern, turning his bones into crystals.

"As long as you give me another ten thousand years, the human race will be able to escape from the fate of being manipulated... Hateful, hateful!"

Jiutou clan roared sadly, his hand turned into gold, and his five fingers inserted into the head of ancestor Kingo. With the force of his right arm, he twisted the head of the powerful King Wu Ancestor off. With a bang, the Jiutou clan crushed the head of the ancestor Jinwu and wiped out his soul.

"Send the order to hunt down the Jinwu clan from today until they are all killed!" The thunderous voice reached Chendu. For tens of millions of years after that, the human race did not give up hunting down the Jinwu clan, and the Jinwu clan gradually disappeared in the long river of time. among.

When Di Jun and others saw the fate of Ancestor Jin Wu, they all backed away.

"Brother, what kind of method is this?" Donghuangtai held the Chaos Clock in one hand and looked at the Jiutou clan with very complicated eyes. There was sympathy and admiration for each other, but also determination to get rid of them quickly.

Di Jun was also very cautious: "The Jiutou clan controls the law of luck. The law of luck is one of the most mysterious laws. However, such a secret method is so powerful that it must have big flaws."

Minghe also stopped, watching the Jiutou clan with Kunpeng and Zhulong from thousands of miles away.

The Jiutou clan threw the body of Ancestor Jinwu aside and turned to look at Di Jun and the others.

"I am a human king, and I was plotted by the saint today. The saint used your hands to kill me." The Jiutou family said calmly, "Although I am not the saint's opponent, I will not do what he wants. Even if I die, I can't Death in your hands."

The magic power in Jiutou's body surged, and whirlwinds appeared around him. The whirlwinds swept from all sides, throwing up countless mountain peaks, and plowing abyss out of the ancient land.

"The Kuzu clan is going to blow themselves up, let's go!"

Di Jun and others were shocked. He and Donghuang Taiyi turned into two golden rainbows and flew toward the heaven, while Kunpeng turned into a golden-winged roc, which could fly two hundred and forty thousand miles away.

Zhulong and Styx slowed down a bit and were caught up by the Jiutou clan. Jiutou's body expanded rapidly, and exploded when it reached 100,000 feet. A destructive force rolled away in all directions with him as the center. When this force spread to Mount Buzhou, the Great God Pangu transformed into Buzhou Mountain. Zhoushan also shook slightly, and the entire prehistoric world trembled.

"No!" Zhulong's roar came out from the smoke and dust in the sky. After a while, Zhulong's soul broke away from the self-exposed power of the Jiutou clan and fled back to the East China Sea. His Zhulong body, which he had cultivated for tens of millions of years, was wiped out by the self-destruction of the Nine Head Clan. He doesn't know how long it will take to recover.

Styx was also injured, but at the last moment Styx turned into a sea of ​​blood and seeped into the ancient land, and managed to escape. In fact, Styx's injuries will last for thousands of years.

"It's terrible, it's really terrible, the King of Humans, the Jiutou Clan..."

Countless powerful people felt fear. The power of the self-destruction blow of the Nine Heads had exceeded the limit of the quasi-sage and reached Hunyuan. If Di Jun and the others hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid they would have been seriously injured.

Although he died in battle, the figure of the Kuzu clan remained in the hearts of all those who watched the battle. This powerful human being who was born no more than 10,000 years ago and fought against the seven quasi-sages alone deserves everyone's respect!

"The Jiutou clan is worthy of being a human king." The leader of Tongtian Cult on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea sighed.

Beside Master Tongtian, all the core disciples of Jiejiao fell silent.

"Master, if the human race can create such a powerful man, there must be something special about it. We can also consider the matter of human race preaching." Taoist Duobao said.

Tongtian Sect Master nodded slightly, and his eyes looked at Lei Ming. Lei Ming was sitting alone in the stone room at this time, and he didn't feel two lines of tears falling.

"It's not so easy to preach in the human race..." Tongtian Sect Master said.

A month later, the power of Jiu Tou's self-exposure finally subsided, and a huge deep pit appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. The deep pit led directly to Jiuyou, and the Jiuyou's aura slowly seeped up and eroded the nearby areas. As time went by, the spiritual objects growing near the deep pit were all black and full of death.

Nuwa Niangniang descended from the chaos, she looked at the four directions and sighed with compassion. After that, a large tripod fell in front of Nuwa Niangniang, which was the innate treasure Qiankun Ding. Nuwa Niangniang refined the colorful crystals with the law of creation, and then threw the colorful crystals into the deep pit, which sealed the Jiuyou's aura.

After Jiu Tou's death, the entire human race fell into grief. The moment Jiu Tou died, millions of human races exploded and followed the human king. More humans attacked the demons. Even though they were no match for the demons, they still risked their lives to fight the demons.

At the same time, the alliance between the humans and the witches was completely broken. The four ancestors ordered that the humans should not intermarry with the witches from then on. The humans were also excluded by the witches, and coupled with the hunting of the demons, the humans lost most of their strength within a hundred years. Lei Ming had no choice but to move all humans westward and gather them between the Yellow River and Luoshui. The big cities that the humans had built were abandoned, and the glorious civilization that they had created was buried.

What Lei Ming could not accept the most was that the inheritance hall of the humans was wiped out in this disaster. Not only that, the cultivation method passed down by Lei Ming disappeared from the memory of the humans. Since then, the humans can only practice the golden elixir path. And only saints can do this!

Lei Ming wanted to rebuild the inheritance hall, and a divine thunder fell from the void and knocked him to the ground.

"Taiqing Divine Thunder!" Lei Ming gritted his teeth. The great master Xuandu had used this thunder method before, and Lei Ming recognized it at a glance.

Lei Ming knew that this was Laozi's warning to him. Laozi had already arranged the development path of the human race, and he would not allow Lei Ming to destroy it.

"Saint..."

Lei Ming did not even dare to have resentment. After recovering from his injuries, he left the human race and went to the East China Sea. The saint was too powerful and could kill him in a moment. It was impossible to fight against the saint by himself.

The only way Lei Ming could think of was to worship other saints, and his only choice was Tongtian Sect Master.

Lei Ming knew that the Saint of Taiqing wanted to erase the influence of the Jiutou clan, which he absolutely could not allow.

A few months later, Lei Ming set foot on Jin'ao Island again, and Duobao Taoist came forward to receive him. Duobao Taoist was the eldest disciple of Jiejiao. In addition to the saint, the ancient great power could be received by him when he came to Jin'ao Island. With Lei Ming's strength, he could not get such treatment, but Lei Ming was the master of Jiutou clan, so Duobao Taoist looked at him with new eyes.

"Daoyou Duobao, I came to ask to see Tongtian Saint, please pass on the message." Lei Ming bowed his hands.

"Master has known that Daoyou is coming, Daoyou will go to Biyou Palace with me."

Daoyou Duobao led Lei Ming to Biyou Palace, where Tongtian Sect Master was sitting on the cloud bed, and below him were the disciples who were serving him.

"Human Lei Ming greets Tongtian Saint!" Lei Ming knelt down and saluted.

Tongtian Sect Master nodded slightly and asked Lei Ming to stand up.

"What is the purpose of the human ancestor coming to Biyou Palace?" Tongtian Sect Master said.

"Disciple sincerely worships Jiejiao, please accept the disciple into the sect." Lei Ming knelt down again.

Tongtian Sect Master did not speak this time, and Lei Ming also knelt there without getting up.

"Lei Ming, you should know that the Great Purity Saint founded the Human Religion. You are the founder of the Human Religion, so you should be his disciple." Tongtian said.

Lei Ming said, "I once worshipped the Great Purity Saint as my teacher, but the Great Purity Saint said that I had no master-disciple relationship with him. The Great Purity Saint Tongtian is also one of the Three Pure Ones, and he teaches everyone. I hope to be his disciple. If I can become a disciple of the Jie Religion, I will definitely share the joys and sorrows with the Jie Religion."

Tongtian calculated that according to the original secret, he and Lei Ming had no master-disciple relationship, but Tongtian felt that he should accept Lei Ming.

Tongtian was still a little hesitant, but when Lei Ming mentioned sharing the joys and sorrows with the Jie Religion, he was touched.

"Okay, today I will accept you into the Jie Religion and become my inner disciple." Tongtian was never indecisive, and soon accepted Lei Ming.

"Thank you, Master!" Lei Ming knelt again.