Hong Huang: I am the king of men, and I will overthrow all the saints in the heavens.

Emperor Xin saw through it all again.

There is no right or wrong between these saints.

It's just a matter of interests.

If Emperor Xin doesn't die, it will touch their interests.

Whether you are the Human King or the human way.

The interests of the saints are supreme.

Even Hongjun can't escape the drive of interests.

No one is a saint, who can be without mistakes?

But even saints can't escape the word "profit".

Emperor Xin saw through everything and made a decision in his heart.

You want me to die, but I won't do as you wish.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Xin slowly said:

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me, Emperor Xin, for being unjust."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the saints in the sky again.

"My life is determined by me, not by God. If God wants to stop me, I will kill God."

At this moment, Emperor Xin's eyes were filled with endless hatred.

The Human King Sword in his hand was slowly raised, and only the luck of the human race gathered above Emperor Xin's head and turned into the Dharma body of the Human King.

"I, Emperor Xin, swear a blood oath in the name of the Human King. I will take up the responsibility of the human race. I will create the future of the human race. Whoever dares to stop me will fight to the death. I swear a blood oath, and I will stand."

Puff.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly turned into a series of runes. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the sky.

The prehistoric world trembled.

"The destiny of the human race, reunite for me."

Boom boom boom.

The clear sky sounded, and thunderclouds rolled, but these thunderclouds were golden.

"What is he doing?"

The saints were shocked, and a bad premonition came.

"Damn it, he is condensing the Dharma body of the Human King and wants to awaken the human way. Once he succeeds, we will be in trouble."

"Stop him quickly."

The saints were anxious.

The Heavenly Way awakened in the chaos, and the Earthly Way awakened in the witch and demon calamity.

And the human way awakened at the end of the Conferred God.

After Emperor Xin died, Ji Fa became king, and the human way naturally fell on Ji Fa's head.

And now that Emperor Xin is not dead, he must awaken humanity in advance.

At that time, all the plans of the saints in the heavens will come to nothing.

Not only can they not catch the luck of the human race, they can not control the human race.

And they will stand on the opposite side of the human race.

How can they not be anxious?

Especially Nuwa, who has already felt that the luck of the human race that she has suppressed has begun to fluctuate.

Her face changed drastically in an instant.

"No, the luck of the demon race has fallen to the bottom. If we lose the luck of the human race again, what is the use of my saintly power?"

Nuwa will never allow such a thing to happen.

In the battle between the witch and the lich, Nuwa and Houtu took the blame, causing Nuwa to lose a lot.

How can we let the luck of the human race leave now?

Immediately took the lead, and the map of mountains, rivers and states instantly enlarged.

"Emperor Xin, you dare to condense the Dharma body of the human king in front of this Holy Mother, disperse it for me."

However, the next moment Nuwa was horrified.

"How is this possible? They can't be broken up?"

On the void, Emperor Xin's Dharma body condensed, slowly raised his head and said:

"Nuwa, from now on, you are no longer the Holy Mother of the human race. You created the human race, you should enjoy the luck of the human race, and you should be the Holy Mother of the human race. However, you are the Great Saint of the demon race. How can you allow others to snore beside your bed?"

Emperor Xin ascended to heaven in one step. Although he had no cultivation, he relied on the aura of the human king.

He actually achieved equality with all the saints in the heavens.

"Nuwa, I give you a choice. Either cut off the luck of the demon race and become a saint of the human race completely, or I will depose your title of the Holy Mother of the Ancestor of the Human Race, and the human race will have no connection with you from now on. You can choose."

After these words came out, Nuwa almost lost her balance.

This Emperor Xin actually dared to force her to make a choice?

It's unreasonable.

"Emperor Xin, don't even think about it."

The luck of the demon race cannot be cut off. After all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

But the luck of the human race cannot be lost either. That is the luck of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

After hearing what Nuwa said, Emperor Xin knew that Nuwa was going to stand on the opposite side of him.

In this case, there will be no mercy.

"Nuwa, the human race owed you, and it was paid off when the demon race slaughtered the human race. From this moment on, the human race no longer owes you, but the demon race owes the human race endless blood debt."

Hearing this, Nuwa shouted anxiously:

"Emperor Xin, you dare, the human race should have this disaster, which has nothing to do with this saint, otherwise how can the human race become the protagonist of heaven and earth, otherwise how can the human race grow stronger?"

However, Emperor Xin laughed:

"Does it matter? I only know that you are the great saint of the demon race. When the demon race slaughtered the human race, you didn't ask or ask. I only know that the human race owed you, and it has been repaid with endless blood. What's left is only the blood debt."

Looking at Nuwa, Emperor Xin's eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.

Although the witch and demon disaster has passed, the blood debt of the human race remains in the bones.

"Also, do you really think I don't know anything? The so-called great calamity of the human race is nothing but a calculation of the heaven. Even if the human race does not have this calamity, the human race is still the protagonist of heaven and earth, otherwise it will change the general trend."

When these words came out, the saints were shocked.

How did the human king know the destiny?

Variables, variables.

Clang——.

The human king's sword was unsheathed, and then turned into a giant sword in the sky and appeared on the human king's Dharma body.

"Today, I, as the human king, in the name of the future ancestor of the human way, dethrone Nuwa as the mother of the human race."

"Emperor Xin, you dare."

Nuwa is crazy, I can't take this blame.

But how could Emperor Xin care?

"The ancestors of the human race are above us. The saint Nuwa is the holy mother of the human race. She enjoys the luck of the human race, but instead of protecting the human race, she wants to force the human king to death. Today, as the human king, she deposed the name of the holy mother of the human race. How can she not help? "

Rumble.

It was as if the ancient world was shaking, and it was like endless howling of innocent souls.

In an instant, ghosts cried and wolves howled.

"Damn it, how could this happen? It's obvious that reincarnation has come out, why are these innocent souls still not reincarnated?"

All the saints are horrified, how could this happen?

This is obviously the product of the last calamity. With the end of calamity, they should have dissipated.

But why do you still appear here?

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, and then his expression changed drastically.

"I see, Houtu, you are so evil-minded."

In the underworld, Pingxin showed a slight smile.

"Haha, although the Lich Calamity Tribulation is over, how can we, the Witch Clan, be willing to accept it?"

With a big move, countless wronged human souls rushed towards the ancient land.

"Go, go, go and fulfill the regrets in your hearts, and help the king's destiny to be unified."

Endless innocent souls rush out from the underworld. These innocent souls were slaughtered by the demon clan during their lifetime.

The hostility is too strong to enter reincarnation, and can only wander back and forth between the hells.

There is no peace in the underworld.

Furthermore, after Hou Tu reincarnated, he also understood that he was being plotted by Hongjun, and he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now it happens that the King of Humans summons the remnant souls of the ancestors of the human race, how can Hou Tu fail to fulfill it?

Rumble.

Above the sea of ​​blood, the six gates of reincarnation opened, and endless souls of injustice rushed out of the underworld.

In an instant, the whole place was wailing.

Countless wronged souls roared in the air, carrying endless hostility towards the human king Emperor Xin.

They gathered together as quickly as possible to form a bloody dharma image.

Suddenly, the anger surged to the sky, and the entire thirty-three-day palace trembled.

Penglai Fairy Island.

Leader Tongtian was suddenly startled.

"What's going on?"

All the saints in the heavens were horrified. The original dharma body of the human king was transformed into a blood-colored dharma body under the blessing of the endless wronged souls.

A pair of eyes were also locked on Nuwa.

"cut--."

A bloody sword light fell, as if a sword opened the sky.

Emperor Xin used his own aura as a human king as a guide.

Relying on the endless wronged souls of human ancestors.

Carrying terror and boundless rage, she turned into a giant sword and headed straight towards Nuwa.

All the saints were horrified.

"Damn it, Di Xin, you are crazy. You actually used your endless violence to forcibly cut off the name of the Holy Mother Nuwa."

"Injure the enemy eight hundred and damage yourself a thousand. Emperor Xin, you are crazy. You will ruin the future of the human race."

The saints were frightened, and Nuwa was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly. The appearance of the saint also turned into fear.

Emperor Xin turned his endless violence into a long sword to cut off the implicature.

This is endless karma.

Once they come across, Nuwa's saintly body will definitely backfire, but the luck of the human race will suffer even more losses.

But Di Xin couldn't care less at this time.

The Yin Shang had already reached the end of their rope and had to take action even if they wanted to commit suicide.

It would be even better if you could put yourself to death and live again.

Even if he must die, he must hold Nuwa on his back.

Or maybe the whole prehistoric period is buried with him.

"cut--."