Hong Huang: I am a human being, not a human race

With the flood and famine, the tide moves.

There were less than 300,000 years left before the million years set by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and the amount of calamity between heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the heavenly machine became more and more obscure.

Except for the quasi-saint power who is proficient in the way of deduction, and the saint of the heavenly path who is high above, it is difficult to use the heavenly machine to calculate all souls and all things.

It is worth saying.

Fifty thousand years ago, the three ancestors of the flint, nest, and bunching clothes broke through the quasi-saint by beheading their corpses, and the total number of human beings officially exceeded one trillion, becoming one of the top three forces of the flood wilderness!

Although the Terrans strictly implemented Su Qiubai’s development strategy and did not develop towards the Wu Race territory, the friction between the two races had begun to increase.

The Yang Mo of the Demon Race Heavenly Court has also really begun to manifest.

Since the Wu clan adopted Su Qiubai’s suggestion to plant spiritual roots and elixirs to supplement the qi and blood needed for their cultivation, coupled with their study of the human race, the low-level bloodline clansmen also multiplied extremely quickly.

These hundreds of thousands of years.

The Wu clan has expanded from Buzhou Mountain to the surrounding area of the flood wasteland, and there are fights with the Terrans, but at the same time, there is also a certain integration.

In the area where the Terrans and the Wu tribe meet, intermarriage between the Terran and the Wu has appeared, forming the Human-Wu tribe.

Just as Su Qiubai was about to go to Wanshou Mountain to visit Zhen Yuanzi, a holy and elegant, gentle and bright goddess came to Shouyang Mountain.

“Su Daoyou, poor Dao came to visit!”

Houtu came to the outside of Shouyang Mountain and transmitted the sound loudly.

“Ugh!”

Su Qiubai stepped out, shuttled through dimensional time and space, and came to her.

“Welcome Houtu Daoyou, please come!”

Seeing the elegant and gentle Houtu in front of her, Su Qiubai warmly beckoned her to her Holy Master Hall.

When she was killed by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, she also sent a lot of precious innate spirit fruits, and this love and righteousness have always been remembered by Su Qiubai in her heart.

Since Bai Keke was attacking the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal in the Yingzhou Immortal Island Retreat, Su Qiubai personally entertained Houtu.

The five-needle pine cone, the Yuanyang fruit, and even took the Sanguang Divine Water to brew the Wudao God Tea and sent it to Houtu.

Seeing Su Qiubai treating him with such courtesy, Houtu’s heart warmed slightly.

“The enlightenment divine tea brewed by the Sanguang Divine Water?”

When he saw the teacup he handed over, Houtu was a little dumbfounded.

She didn’t think about it.

Su Qiubai actually had so many terrifying heritages, and even used the first divine water of the Flood Wilderness to make tea so extravagantly!

This, this is simply too arrogant!

Thinking of the vigorous and rapid development of the Terran race over the past hundreds of thousands of years, she suddenly felt in her heart.

“Houtu Daoyou, please drink tea.”

Su Qiubai looked at her with a smile.

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

She nodded slightly, picked up the immortal teacup and handed it to her, and then opened her red embroidery slightly, and drank the enlightenment divine tea brewed by the three-light divine water in the cup.

“Buzz!”

A moment later.

The power of the Infinite Earth Dao Law swarmed.

Houtu silently closed her eyes, feeling the law of the earth road inherited in her body, and let the law of the great road between heaven and earth condense her into a cocoon.

The Wu clan has no genshin.

Therefore, he could not cultivate, so he could only take the path of preaching in the flesh.

But they each inherit different Dao laws, such as Houtu is the Dao Law of Earth, Dijiang is the Law of Space Speed, and Candle Jiuyin is the Law of Time.

By feeling the Dao Law inherited by themselves, they used the power of the Dao Law to cooperate with the heaven and earth qi suppressed by Buzhou Mountain to sharpen themselves, so as to make their physical bodies stronger and stronger.

Flash.

200 years passed in a hurry.

For the Houtu who fell into the path of enlightenment, Su Qiubai personally sat down to protect her.

“Ugh!”

Then.

The cocoon of the avenue condensed around her body began to slowly crack, turning into an incomparably pure origin and merging into the body of the back soil.

Her momentum increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Thank you Su Daoyou!”

Houtu opened his eyes and looked at Su Qiubai, who was protecting the Dharma for himself, and his heart was full of gratitude.

This time enlightenment 200 years.

For her, it was no less than 200,000 years of penance!

Her “Nine Turns Xuan Gong” has already cultivated to the peak of the eighth turn, and she is only one step away from the ninth turn of sanctification in the flesh!

“Houtu Daoyou is polite, you and I have been intersecting for hundreds of thousands of years, why do you need to see outside~’?”

Su Qiubai smiled lightly, and then sent some spirit fruits to her.

“That’s what Daoyou said.”

Now.

Houtu’s beautiful eyes that were as clear as a spring looked at him deeply, and then continued to speak.

“Daoist, I came here this time to ask you to go to my Buzhou Mountain to discuss with my kind of brother and see if you can find a way for the two races of human and witch to live in harmony.”

“Good!”

Su Qiubai nodded and agreed.

With the increasing friction between the Terrans and the Wu Race, it is true that there is a way to deal with it, so as not to become a life-and-death enemy between the two races, and then cheapen the Demon Race Heavenly Court for nothing.

Not Zhoushan.

The Great Hall of the Wu Clan.

Eleven ancestors and witches, including Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, and Gonggong, gathered together, and they learned that Xiaomei and Su Qiubai were about to return, so they came forward to greet them together.

“Big brother!”

I saw a faint ripple in the space, and Su Qiubai and the back soil shuttled out from the void.

“I’ve seen Su Daoyou!”

The mighty and cold Di Jiang came forward and nodded with a smile.

“This is Su Qiubai? How to look like a little white face! ”

“Yes, there is no bit of my Wu Clan’s domineering, I don’t know why Xiaomei is so attentive to him.”

Zhu Rong and Gonggong looked him up and down, one by one, as if they wanted to crush him.

“I’ve seen all the Taoists!”

Su Qiubai clasped his hands into fists and made a bow.

“Su Daoyou, please!”

Di Jiang turned his head and glared at them fiercely.

This is the moment.

All the ancestors had realized that although Su Qiubai in front of him looked like a little white face, his true strength was definitely not to be underestimated.

Enter the Great Hall of the Wu Clan.

Inside, the momentum was magnificent, countless chaotic spirit crystals were spread flat on the ground, and pieces of innate spirit jade were walls, exuding the power of the incomparably pure avenue.

There were two rows of jade chairs carved by innate spirit jade, and Dijiang invited Su Qiubai to sit at the head of the main throne.

“Su Daoyou, please use tea.”

Houtu personally offered some special spirit fruits, and then poured him a cup of spirit tea.

After the exchange of pleasantries.

Di Jiang spoke directly.

“Su Daoyou, I think you also know that we are in the midst of a calamity now, and the friction between my Wu clan and your Terran clan is increasing due to expansion.”

“In order not to affect your friendship with Xiaomei, I hope to find a way for the two races to coexist, how?”

“Dare to ask Emperor Jiang Daoyou Takami?”

Hearing his words, Su Qiubai knew in his heart that they should already have a countermeasure.

“That is, your Terran has become a subordinate race of my Wu Clan, of course, this is not an annexation, nor is it asking your Terran to intervene in the calamity.”

“The two sides are just further deepening cooperation and sharing luck.”

“Just like the three innate races are attached to the demon race, they all have their own dominance.”

Dijiang, they have long studied the descendants born of the two races of human and witch, and found that some of these descendants have both the bloodline of the Wu race and the Yuan God of the human race.

This is good news for the Wu Clan.

What if these descendants were allowed to follow the path of dual preaching in the flesh of the Yuan God?

It can be cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

These descendants are too poor in heels to break through to the Golden Immortal, and their physical bodies cannot break through the sixth turn.

But even so.

This is also a way out worth studying.

Coupled with the fact that the Terran race is now flourishing and has good luck, it is already qualified to threaten the qualifications of the Wu Race Flood Barren Land Overlord, so Dijiang has adopted this method.

“Impossible!” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Su Qiubai put down the teacup in his hand and refused extremely resolutely.

Let the Zombie become a subordinate race of the Wu Clan?

Wouldn’t that have broken the backbone of the Terrans themselves?

“Boy, I Wu Clan let your Terran become a subordinate race, and you still have independence, you should feel honored.”

“If it weren’t for Xiao Mei’s sake, we would have sent the Great Witch to exterminate your Terran race!

“Where else will your Terran rise and threaten my Wu Clan?”

Hearing Su Qiubai’s refusal.

Zhurong, who had a fiery personality, stood up directly.

In the eyes of the ancestors, although the Terrans have strong innovation ability, there are too few top powerhouses, and they can exterminate the Terrans by sending some big witches at will.

The reason why he didn’t do this was just because of Xiaomei and Su Qiubai’s contribution to his witch clan.

Otherwise, with their fiery nature, how could they sit idly by and watch the Terrans threaten their Wu Clan?

“Exterminate my Terrans?”

After hearing Zhurong’s words, Su Qiubai smiled.

“Zhurong, do you really think that my Terran race is weak and can be bullied, and anyone can destroy it?”

“Isn’t it?!”

Zhu Rong smiled contemptuously and looked at Su Qiubai with incomparable mockery.

“Su Daoyou, third brother, don’t argue.”

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Houtu immediately stood up to mediate between the two, and she looked at Su Qiubai with a somewhat apologetic face.

“Su Daoyou, since you refused, then what good way do you have to solve it?”

“Peace is sought through weakness, peace dies, and only by struggle for peace can there be true peace.”

“Zhurong, since you think that my Terran can be destroyed at will, then you and I have done a fight to see if my Terran is really as weak as you say!”

Su Qiubai knew.

If you don’t show your strength again, then those who are waiting for their own Terran will be absorbed into a subsidiary race by the Wu Clan, completely breaking their backbones!

“Good!”

“I can’t get used to your little white face for a long time!”

“Come out and fight me!”

Zhu melted into a rainbow and instantly rushed out of the Wu Clan Hall.

“Phew!”

The two rushed towards the sky dome and stood opposite each other.

Di Jiang, Gonggong, Candle Jiuyin, Xuan Xian and other ancestors rushed out together, wanting to see what Su Qiubai was capable of, and dared to be so arrogant?

“What about your magic weapon?”

Zhu Rong saw Su Qiubai with his bare hands and shouted for him to take out a magic weapon to fight.

“To deal with you, you don’t need to use magic weapons at all.”

“Aaaah!”

“Little white face, I’ll burn you!”

Hearing that Su Qiubai was so contemptuous of himself, Zhurong, who had a fiery personality, directly spewed flames and annihilated towards Su Qiubai with his own magical powers.

The strongest thing in your witch race is the physical body, so today let you see my physical strength as a human being, which has evolved countless times!

Facing the Zhurong fire that burned Tianyu, Su Qiubai’s eyes froze, directly shuttling through the void, clenching his fist with his right hand, and annihilating time and space blasted over.

“Boom!”

In an instant.

Time and space are shattered, and the power of the law of the infinite avenue is wailing in unison.

The sudden appearance of the heavenly dome was a huge black hole, exuding an incomparably terrifying aura of earth, fire, water and wind.

“Phew!”

All Zuwu sees.

Zhu melted into a fiery red streamer, and the true body of the entire ancestor witch shattered under this punch, and the infinite essence blood splashed down, turning into a terrifying flame, scorching an inch of spiritual soil and mountains under the Buzhou Mountain.

“Shhh! ~”

See this scene.

Dijiang, Gonggong, Xuanxi, and even Houtu couldn’t help but gasp in unison and looked at Su Qiubai in the air with incredible eyes.

How is this possible?

He is obviously a personal race, but why is his physical strength even more terrifying than Zuwu?

Is there such a terrifying Terran ?!

“Aaaaah!”

“Little white face, I’m going to kill you!”

Zhurong restored the true body of the ancestral witch and became a beast-headed person, wearing red scales, wearing fire snakes, and stepping on the fire dragon.

He didn’t think of it.

He was actually killed by Su Qiubai, a little white face, with a punch, if he didn’t find the field, wouldn’t he be laughed to death by his nemesis in the future?

I saw that Zhu melted into a monstrous fire, and the mighty flames burned the heavens, annihilating the cosmic firmament, and the power of the infinite avenue was crying in unison.

The billions of small worlds that exist in the air are annihilating together.

Su Qiubai greeted him coldly, and his right hand turned into a fist, like a heavenly hand, suppressed the cosmic firmament, and shot towards Zhurong’s true body.

“Boom!”

“Boo!”

The crisp avenue resounded in the sky, and the countless giant mountains of the Buzhou Mountain, the pillars of the Flood Barren Heaven and Earth, collapsed under the bombardment of this terrifying avenue sound.

Even the veins of the Wu Clan’s ancestral land have cracked open up chasms like an abyss!

Heaven.

Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Di Jun was happy with ten beloved sons more than a hundred years ago, and it was precisely when he was in a happy mood.

When he sensed that Zhou Shan was shaking on the ground, he used his magical powers to check the situation.

Seeing that Su Qiubai was fighting with Zhurong, and directly destroyed Zhurong’s true body with one palm, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his horns outlined a happy smile.

“After waiting for so long, I finally waited for the Terrans to oppose the Wu Clan!”

As the overlord of the Flood Barren Land, the Wu Clan could never sit idly by and watch the Terrans threaten them, and now they finally fought.

Next.

He saw that Di Jiang stopped Zhurong, and then personally went out to fight Su Qiubai.

I saw that both of them were bare-handed, did not use witchcraft and magic weapons, and relied purely on physical powers and control of their own Dao laws.

When he saw that even Di Jiang was defeated in Su Qiubai’s hands, Di Jun and the Donghuangtai on the side suddenly shrunk their eyes, revealing an extremely shocked look.

Although they had long known in their hearts that Su Qiubai was extremely powerful, they never thought that they would grow to such a terrifying level!

Dijiang, the head of the twelve ancestral witches and controlling the spatial speed avenue, actually only held out for less than an hour in Su Qiubai’s hands?

The scariest thing is.

From start to finish.

Su Qiubai has never used a magic weapon!

“Second brother, in your opinion, what is the strength of this Su Qiubai?”

Hearing the eldest brother’s words, Donghuangtai’s face was full of solemnity.

“Big brother, this Su Qiubai’s strength is definitely not below me!”

Swish!

After hearing the words of the second brother.

Di Jun’s heart became more and more shocked, and he looked at Su Qiubai’s figure dog with incredible eyes.

To know.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Su Qiubai was just a small Da Luo, and the origin that was killed by his second brother was destroyed, leaving only the last wisp of the True Spirit Mark.

But who would have thought.

It has only been three or four hundred thousand years since he has grown to such a terrifying point that he can even compete with the second brother of the first strongest man under the saint!

That’s too anti-heavenly, isn’t it?

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