I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Ye Yang's voice penetrated the nine heavens and ten earths, resounding throughout the ancient land. In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. He seemed to have felt something at that moment, but it flashed.

Pingxin on the side saw hope after hearing this.

"Hongjun, it seems that Renzu really has some tricks up his sleeve. Your plan this time will probably fail."

"Hehehe, really?"

Smiling slightly, Hongjun's face turned serious again:

"Within this Heavenly Dao, any living being in the prehistoric world who wants to attain enlightenment will end up being a wedding dress for Heavenly Dao, and will become a puppet of Heavenly Dao. Unless the human ancestors can still find a way to cut off the connection between Heavenly Dao and the primitive land, is that even possible? "

Slowly looking at Pingxin, Hongjun said word by word:

"Unless the twelve ancestral witches gather together, unless Pangu's will is restored, it may be possible to block the way of heaven and control the ancient world again, but is this possible?"

In an instant, Ping Xin realized why Hongjun had to suppress Ping Xin as soon as the Heavenly Dao regained control of the ancient world. It turned out to be to prevent the twelve ancestral witches from gathering to condense Pangu's true body.

I thought Hongjun was really furious and couldn't swallow this breath, but it turned out that it was to avoid the only accident. He only heard Hongjun continue to say:

"As long as the Heavenly Dao is in charge of the prehistoric times, it will be absolutely impossible for the human ancestors to realize the Dao for the second time. Even if they do, they will still be the puppets of the Heavenly Dao, unless..."

Hongjun looked up at the heaven, his eyes narrowed, and he recalled the mysterious power in his mind.

"But there is no chance. The lich will calamity, Buzhou Mountain will fall, the ancestral witch will die, and there will be no more shamans in the land. The Three Purities have been attributed to the Xuandao Sect. At this point, Pangu's influence on the prehistoric era will completely disappear, and the way of heaven will be completely in charge. Ancient times.

Hongjun has been scheming, and Pingxin also understands that Hongjun is playing this trick to prevent humanity from going beyond the control of heaven in the future. The lucky chance of success is Hongjun's admission of failure.

Therefore, when humanity recovers, Hongjun is determined not to have any accidents.

I only saw Ye Yang's dharma body bursting with light above the heaven.

"The luck of the human race, bless me."

In the blink of an eye, the fate of the human race from the ancient land came flying forward, unable to stop it, and the great power of the ancient world was shocked.

"Isn't this human race's luck almost depleted before? Why is there still so much?"

"Huh? The terrible luck of the human race is actually slightly better than the luck of the demon race. Are the human race really so strong?"

Seeing this, Master Tongtian sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth. He understood in his heart that the luck of the Jiejiao had entered the human race, and the luck of the Wu clan had also entered the human race. Moreover, the human race was self-reliant. As long as there was a population, the luck of the human race would be strong.

Not only that, the authentic Zhengdao and the human race have sacrificed all their help, and both have suffered losses and prosperity.

A mere demon clan is nothing to worry about.

Rumble

It was as if the sky was torn apart and the space was shaking. The great powers in the heavens were shocked, and the saints in the heavens almost lost control.

"What a strong luck."

Hongjun was also surprised. When did he get so much luck?

"Damn it." Hongjun was very unhappy: "After all, I underestimated Ren Zu, but so what, you can't stand up under the power of heaven." "

Just looking at the sky above, Ye Yang gathered the luck of the human race, and then punched Donghuang Taiyi.

"No matter how many tricks you have, I can break them all with one punch."

boom

With one punch, the sky collapsed and the earth shook, and the whole heaven was shaking. The power of the punch gave off the feeling of power, which frightened the gods of all the gods, as if they faintly felt the aura of Pangu.

"Like, so similar."

The saints were horrified, and Hongjun was also horrified. Sure enough, if Pangu's will does not disappear, the prehistoric era will be affected.

Duang——.

A dull sound appeared, and the Donghuang Bell was knocked upside down by Ye Yang. However, the human race's luck was also reduced, but so what?

"puff--."

After all, Donghuang Taiyi underestimated Ye Yang's methods and retreated. After stabilizing his body, he saw that Ye Yang had already attacked and shouted loudly:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you still dare to bet everything now? Now it's my turn to ask you, if we, the human race, dare to block everything, do you dare to do them?"

At this moment, Ye Yang's eyes were astonishing, and none of the ancient great men knew what to say. He didn't expect that the luck of the human race could be used in this way.

There are also many powerful people who suddenly have an idea. If all the luck of the human race is concentrated without consuming it at the beginning, what kind of terrifying scene will it be?

As soon as the idea appeared, it was instantly infected with countless powers, and everyone thought of this hypothesis.

Saint Taiqing regretted it, Nuwa regretted it, and all the saints in the heavens regretted it. If they could, they would all be willing to turn back time, go back to the very beginning, and treat the human race well, but it was already too late.

Since it is already too late, we can only obliterate it, or we can only make the human race strong enough to be under our control, otherwise it will be a disaster.

Sage Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, the Second Sage of the West, etc. all have ideas in their minds.

I only saw above the heavens, wave after wave of Ye Yang's breath, pressing down on the thirty-third level of the sky, and a terrifying voice like thunder fell from the sky:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you dare?"

Before Donghuang Taiyi could react, another figure suddenly attacked:

"Why don't you dare-"

Emperor Jun stood in front of him. The three-legged golden crow directly illuminated the entire prehistoric world. He was dressed in a golden crown and royal robe, representing the emperor of the demon clan.

"Human Ancestor, I tell you in the name of the emperor of the demon clan, the demon clan dares to bet everything."

Then his thoughts exploded, and the fate of the terrifying monster race was added. In an instant, he didn't expect that Di Jun's momentum reached its peak, and his faint actual strength touched the threshold of a saint.

"And I, Donghuang Taiyi, Human Ancestor, risk everything to fight——."

The Demon King risked his life, and the big men in the world burst into tears when they saw this scene. They fought hard for the future of a clan.

"Hehehe, okay, very good. In that case, let's fight."

Ye Yang grabbed it with one hand and saw the hand of the sky suddenly clawing towards the land of blood sea.

"I'll lend you the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Rumble

I only saw six samsara visions appearing behind Ye Yang. Although it was not as good as a real authentic Taoist artifact, it still instantly suppressed the fate of the human race. At this point, Ye Yang could finally give it a try.

"Monster clan, come and fight."

Ye Yang took the lead to rush out, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were not to be outdone. The two of them used their magic weapons and actually suppressed Ye Yang faintly.

Upon seeing this, the saints in the heavens had already guessed the result:

"Renzu is going to lose. Although he uses the power of the Six Paths to suppress the destiny of the human race, it is not the power of humanity after all. Now that Emperor Jun's true cultivation has touched the threshold of a saint, unless Renzu has a treasure of his own to suppress the destiny, Otherwise, this battle will be lost.”

As the saint expected, Ye Yang really couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to avoid causing trouble and wanted to reveal the human race's luck-suppressing treasure as soon as possible, but Hongjun didn't give himself a chance.

"Hahaha, Human Ancestor, go to hell——."

The Golden Crow teamed up, and the suppressive power of the East Emperor Bell exploded. Emperor Jun took the power of the Demon Emperor and went straight to Ye Yang's chest, giving up everything in order to break the body of the human ancestor. At that time, the oath of the human ancestor was broken. Then the prehistoric human race will be able to deal with it.

Seeing no enemy, suddenly a voice came:

"Hunzhu, go on -"

I only saw a sword light penetrating the heavens from thirty-three days away and heading straight for the human ancestor Ye Yang.

"Well, Qingping Sword?"

The leader of Tongtian took action again. Ye Yang suddenly grabbed hold of him and felt confident in his heart. Qingping Sword is not simple.

"Human Ancestor, let's make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace."