martial artist in the prehistoric

() However, many great gods in the Zixiao Palace who once listened to the teachings are still looking up, because they know that there is another mysterious figure in the Zixiao Palace who once received the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but they don’t know if he also wants to

What about establishing a religion? After waiting for a long time, no new saint was born. The gods also know that he probably has no intention of establishing a religion and becoming a saint now.

On Kunlun Mountain, after the three people of Sanqing and Laozi finished their work, Yuan Yu said in disbelief, "I didn't expect that the last ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi actually fell into that person's hands."

"But I didn't expect that if it fell into the hands of others, we might be able to figure it out, but if it falls into his hands, then..." Tongtian shook his head, saying that this matter was very difficult.

"Forget it, we don't have to fight against him, and I'm afraid he may not be able to become a saint with this. After all, if he transforms, wouldn't there be nothing to support the sky in the ancient world? Heaven will definitely not allow it. That person wants to

Becoming a saint is probably very difficult!" I looked calm, as if I didn't care about anything.

"It's just that the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth..." Tongtian glanced at Yuan Yuan and Laozi, and the two of them fell into silence.

"The Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth was appointed by the teacher, so what can we do?" I shook my head and said that this matter was simply impossible. Tongtian suddenly became quiet. He may not listen to other people's words, but Hongjun's words are absolutely effective.

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On the other hand, as Lao Tzu established the Human Religion and sanctified it, the human race, a race that had not entered the eyes of those with great supernatural powers, suddenly came into the eyes of those with great supernatural powers. They were all very curious about what was so special about this human race, and Nuwa because of it

The same goes for me. Two of Hongjun’s six disciples became saints because of the human race. There must be something unusual about this human race.

The Heavenly Court is the highest place in the Three Realms, and it is also the current headquarters of the Demon Clan. Behind the Heavenly Court, 365 Star Lords from the Zhoutian Xingdou, the Demon Master Kunpeng and Taiyi and other more than 300 monks are all sitting in the void.

All their mana rolled into Di Jun's body. At this moment, Di Jun also took out the Hetu Luoshu with a solemn expression, and his mind was completely immersed in the long river of destiny.

After a long time, Di Jun's face suddenly turned white and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The surrounding Zhoutian Star Gods immediately stopped transmitting mana. Taiyi also came to Di Jun's side in an instant and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

As he spoke, he poured his magic power into Di Jun's body to suppress Di Jun's injuries.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Di Jun waved his hand to reassure Taiyi. "But this time I noticed through the river of destiny that the luck of my demon race was constantly flowing out, and that part of the luck actually flowed into the human race.

, I even saw that in the future after the Lich and Liches fight for hegemony, the human race will actually become the new prehistoric overlord." Di Jun said word by word.

"What? How is this possible?" Kunpeng's expression changed drastically.

"Nothing is impossible. This is what I have seen in the long river of destiny. There will be no falsehood." Di Jun's face was extremely pale.

"Brother, The River of Destiny is just giving out the most likely scenario. There is always a glimmer of hope for us to seize." Taiyi's face showed a hint of ferocity, "Since the human race will become the overlord in the future, then

If we destroy them, how can they become overlords?" When Taiyi said this, he looked at Di Jun and Kunpeng.

"Yes, if that's the case, then destroy the human race." Emperor Jun also gave the order with a cold face. Then, the demon clan sent a large number of demon sergeants to the wilderness and began to massacre the human race. Following Emperor Jun's order, countless

The demon clan began to massacre the Ru clan. The blood of the Ru clan could improve their cultivation. This was a huge temptation. When Di Jun announced the news, the Yao clan became excited.

Suddenly, the land was filled with blood and blood. The poor human race was defenseless. The stone tools in their hands could not resist the demon clan's supernatural powers. They burned incense and prayed, hoping that the human race's Holy Mother Nuwa would appear and help the tribe survive the disaster.

However, the human tribe burned incense and prayed, but for a day there was no response. The human race faced the crisis of genocide every day. At one time, nine of the ten tribes were empty. The human tribe shrank, shrinking rapidly. Some of them were sheltered in large witch tribes.

Some are looking for shelter in fairy mountain caves; others are returning directly to the birthplace of the human race, where they are waiting for the end of the world.

When the demon clan crossed the border, all human life was harvested. Whether it was the elderly, children, or women, some of them ate the human beings alive, some made soup and drank them, some only sucked the blood, and some stripped the human beings alive and extracted their menstruation.

The limbs were torn apart, and the last desperate screams of the human race were heard.

However, no one is willing to offend the demon clan for the sake of the human race. After all, the demon clan is the overlord of the prehistoric times, and their strong luck is simply not something they can resist. They watched helplessly as the human race was slaughtered. Perhaps, some monks would be a little bit

He felt pity, but when he thought that his opponent was a monster, he put away his pity. After all, his own life and that of others were more valuable.

The number of the human race has shrunk rapidly. After thousands of years of development in this prosperous place at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the human race has also had tens of billions of people. However, with the massacre of the demon clan, there are only five billion, three billion, and ten left.

One hundred million, one hundred million...

In the end, in order to preserve the inheritance, the human race dispersed in various places. Some turned to powerful people for help, and the powerful people were compassionate and took in some of them. However, this was only to take in a small part of the human race without attracting the attention of the demon clan.

Compared to the huge population of the human race, this is really too small.

All the gathered leaders of the human race looked at the approaching demon clan, each showing expressions of despair, and the aura of despair was filling the air. An old leader of the tribe suddenly stood up and said, "All the sons of the human race, cheer up, we human race

The elites have been sent out. As long as my hopes are still there, even if our human race is exterminated, there will still be a possibility of reappearing in the prehistoric times in the future. Our human race will not be destroyed." Looking at the human race who had regained a little confidence, the old leader continued.

He said, "Last sacrifice to the Holy Mother and Saint Lao Tzu! If there is no response, then all this is God's will."

As prayers rang out one after another, the human race prayed towards the Holy Mother Temple and the temple of Saint Laozi for the last time, hoping that they could appear to save the human race. But it is a pity that I and the others all hope that the fate of the demon race will be ruined, so what?

Will she stop the demon clan from doing this kind of self-mutilation? As for Nuwa, although she wanted to stop her, Heavenly Dao did not give her this chance. The laws of Heavenly Dao in the Wa Palace shrouded her, and the will of Heavenly Dao looked coldly on her.

Nuwa.

On Buzhou Mountain, with the arrival of the demon clan, a massacre began again, and everyone in the human race also knew that I and the others would not appear again. If they did, they would have appeared long ago.

In Buzhou Mountain, there is endless spiritual energy as support. Yun Yang naturally does not need to be afraid that this spiritual energy is not enough. With the influx of spiritual energy, the Coiling Dragon Xuan Gong began to continuously improve, but the Coiling Dragon Xuan Gong did not reach the level of Nine Turns Xuan Gong.

The reason why the skill is so difficult to practice is that on the one hand, Yun Yang's magic power has already reached, and the realm of the physical body has also been upgraded to the realm of the best innate spiritual treasure. There is nothing to change in the transformation of the physical body in the Panlong Xuan Gong, so Yun Yang's Panlong

Xuan Gong is rising like a rocket.

The first floor, the second floor, and the seventh floor. As Yun Yang swallowed another mouthful of jelly-like innate spiritual energy, a loud dragon roar echoed in the space. Yun Yang finally mastered the Panlong Xuan Gong.

Cultivation to the eighth level.

"Yin, I finally succeeded. Although this Panlong Xuan Gong is comparable to the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, it is a little more troublesome. However, it is good to have more choices when you become enlightened." The golden dragon eyes slowly said.

Opening it, Yun Yang's consciousness scanned his body.

With golden scales all over his body, solid muscles, terrifying dragon claws, and a dragon tail that can tear the void apart, Yun Yang is very satisfied with his appearance. "By the way, I have been in seclusion for more than 100,000 years, and when I woke up

It was the time when the Three Pure Ones were sanctified, so what time is it now?" Thinking of Yun Yang's will, he went to explore around Mount Buzhou.

Blood, blood everywhere, mountains of bones piled up, the overwhelming resentment is enough to change the color of countless great supernatural powers, Yun Yang was immediately furious, this is Mount Buzhou, the number one sacred mountain in the world, how could it become what it is now?

It seems that the Lich War has not come yet! Yun Yang's will instantly swept through the entire Buzhou Mountain "Monster Clan."

When Yun Yang saw the slaughtered monsters, he recalled in his mind the scenes of his parents being killed, his friends being killed, and the entire village being massacred, and Yun Yang suddenly became angry.

"It's you, you are all high-minded monks. You think all mortals are ants, so you can kill them at will. The rules of the world of cultivation are inherited from you. You all deserve to die." Yun Yang did not point out one or two points.

Anger, but anger to the extreme.

Back then, his parents were both mortals, but when Bloodstain entered the practice of the Demon Cult, he thought he was superior to others, and ended up massacring the entire village and killing his parents. However, the practice of monks massacring human beings was passed down from this ancient place.

Then use the lives of these people as fireworks for my appearance! On Buzhou Mountain, as the monsters gradually approached, all the human races were in despair. The Holy Mother and the saints did not appear. Mortals like them are not monsters at all.

How can your opponent survive!

Just when everyone in the human race was in despair, Mount Buzhou suddenly shook, and a crack suddenly appeared on Mount Buzhou. A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the vast land.

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