I, Master Jiejiao, join the chat group

Chapter 163 The Prehistoric Trend of Going to Nima 【Subscription】

Wild land.

It was originally a prehistoric land full of beautiful mountains and clear waters, caves and paradise, like a fairyland.

At this time, swords and soldiers are everywhere, the aura of killing is everywhere, and the aura of robbery and evil is permeating, like a huge Shura field.

What happened to the Qingshan Tribe before was just the tip of the iceberg of the lich slaughtering people.

The total population of the entire human race is as high as hundreds of billions, and the number of tribes is as many as millions.

As soon as the Lich clan came to kill them, all the tribal leaders of the human race fought back immediately, vowing to fight each other to the death, and no one was willing to kneel down and surrender.

The two clans of Liches sent troops together, led by the Demon Emperor Taiyi and Zuwu Xizi respectively, leading countless witches and witches, and divided them into small teams. Terran.

Wherever he went, he slaughtered all the human races he encountered, regardless of men, women, or children, and collected their blood and souls.

There are also those ferocious monsters and barbarians who cruelly suck the blood of human beings to increase their cultivation base.

In an instant, a surge of resentment soared into the sky, and the wind swept through the clouds, and the resentment permeated the entire prehistoric world, and it lingered for a long time.

The demon king licked his lips and said with a hot smile.

When he was about to die, the leader Wuqiong spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted.

"They got up first to make it difficult for you."

"Time, fate!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard the words, his face turned pale with a little fright, he calculated with his fingers, and found that it was indeed the case.

"Kill, your human race is disgraceful!"

This person had a very bad relationship with Hongyun at first, and he could be called a pair of bad friends. After he was young, Hongyun was besieged and killed by eight people, Taiyi, Dijun, and Kunpeng, because of his crime of harboring the purple energy of Hongmeng and Bibi.

Before that discovery, the seven clans of liches seemed to have lost their tacit understanding. For the time being, they put aside their mutual hatred and joined hands to turn their blades on the weak human race!
Although the luck of the seven Lich Clans was low, it was just a scene of burning oil, a madness on the eve of destruction.

Xuandu's eyes were red, and he begged hoarsely.

"Hoohoo."

"Human Xuandu (Long Bizhen, Baiyue), please have mercy on the Holy Father, and save your human race!"

"presumptuous!"

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Such a small killing spirit and resentment after dying creatures shocked the little supernatural beings in the entire prehistoric world in an instant.

The cold blood flowing out of my veins, my seventy years of life experience in later generations, and my responsibility as the holy father of the human race are all telling me that I can just sit back and watch like that!

I clenched my fist, my nails pulled back the flesh, and drops of golden yellow blood dripped onto the ground.

In those years, the human race had developed rapidly, and few tribes were just far away from Qizhuang Temple in Zhenyuanzi Daochang.

"Hey, that's all!"

Xuandu closed his eyes happily, and murmured, "It's bad, you can't get rid of it!"

"presumptuous!"

As my chest rose and fell, I gasped for breath, and my eyes shot out with almost substantive anger.

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind swept over, blowing the sky darkly, flying sand and rocks.

This is a human tribe located on the side of the valley, with a population as low as [-].

If it's so hands-on, how is it different from an animal?
"Why, you hit the pain point? If he loves to listen, Xiao Ke will kill you with one knife. If you frown, you will be a human race in vain!"

therefore.

Zhao Gongming stood with his hands behind his back, silently watching what happened in Honghuang Xiaolu, his face clear as water.

Kunlun Mountain, Xiaqing Palace.

Zhao Gongming shook his head slightly, signaling us to get up.

……

"Food? Yes, your human race is food!"

The demon king suddenly pounced and bit off the neck of the leader of the human race, killing him on the spot.

Yes, do I really have the heart to just watch the human race being slaughtered wantonly and be moved?

The demon king suddenly fought back, and the leader of the human race was sent flying, lying on the ground and moving.

That is our first hope, and Zhao Gongming promised that we will go back to the battlefield immediately. Even if we are punished and expelled from the school, we must do our part for the human race and fulfill our responsibilities as a human race. obligation.

After counting their fingers, everyone knew what was going on, and knew that the human race was being slaughtered by the seven lich clans.

And this witch clan also deliberately discovered that they couldn't use the souls of the human race to refine witchcraft, and they could easily kill the true spirit of the monster clan.

Now, although he traveled to the prehistoric world, Zhao Gongming has not forgotten his duty as a human race, and by chance, he became the holy father of the human race, enjoying the full luck of the human race.

"He's talking nonsense!"

"quack!"

Zhen Yuanzi was very happy when he heard the words, and ordered.

Baiyue had a bright face, with a trace of sadness that hurt others, and followed him to seek Taoism.

"Slow escape!"

"Hmph, the rooster is in charge of the morning, you can seek advice from him!"

It turned out that the prehistoric human race was, after all, made of earth after the blood of the Holy Mother of the Human Race, Nanwa, and the congenital spirits, the Four Heavenly Breathing Soil, and the Baguang Shenshui. The blood and soul of the human race contained a trace of a saint legacy.

Counting beyond that, all the prehistoric little supernatural powers sighed.

"Yaozu, your human race was created by the Holy Mother, and you wantonly slaughtered your human race because you are afraid of your empress and the holy father's crimes?"

Therefore, the relationship between Zhen Yuanzi and the human race is still considered wrong, and he even adopted two human races as Taoist boys, named Qingfeng and Mingyue.

That human race is really miserable. It was originally a race created by the saint Nuwa, but it was reduced to the point where it was slaughtered wantonly by the seven lich clans. It was really bad and miserable.

Nanwa nodded.

At that moment, we put all our hopes under Zhao Gongming, the holy father of the human race, and hoped that I could stand up and help the human race resist the difficulties and jointly deal with the massacre of the seven Lich clans.

The Stream Tribe is a human tribe built by the stream, living a life of fishing by the stream.

In the end is sitting idly by, or defending the human race!

Long Bizhen's face brightened, I thought Xuandu was so polite and said such words.

As soon as the eight people retreated into the small hall, they immediately fell to their knees and begged Zhao Gongming in unison.

Besides, we are not from the human race, so what does the life and death of the human race have to do with us?
but.

Before that, I opened the small array of Qizhuang Temple, came to Wahuangtian Dojo, and asked the saint Nvwa to ask for his sins.

Following that, the rest of the desperate human race raised their knives and sounded the clarion call for a counterattack against the seven lich clans.

The demon soldier grinned, opened his mouth and spit out a magical power, which turned into a sharp arrow.

At this time, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the clansmen were busy preparing dinner.

Longevity real person: "@白天帝, @叶凡, @吉宁, the human race has been robbed, please come quickly, and join you to fight for the human race!"

There are poor tribes.

At that moment, we abandoned our identities, no matter how we were the only disciple Xuandu, the junior brother Long Bizhen of the Jiejiao Limen, and Baiyue, the disciple of the Jiejiao Limen, we were special members of the hundreds of billions of human races in the prehistoric world , On behalf of countless human races, plead to the Holy Father of the human race.

The demon king on the opposite side laughed hotly and said, "As for the holy father of the human race? What am I?"

When Long Bizhen heard the words 'in vain for the human race', she was struck by lightning.

"Jie Jie, powerful human race, die!"

Zhen Yuanzi also saluted, and asked about the massacre of the human race.

Zhen Yuanzi flicked his sleeve, and stormed out of Wahuangtian.

A demon soldier in armor stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear in his hand, the flaming spear buzzed and trembled.

One after another, witch soldiers fell from the sky and fell into the tribe, sweeping away the entire Shanshi tribe very quickly.

"puff!"

Yes, although we sympathize with the human race, there is nothing we can do. After all, the seven lich clans are small, and we are just casual cultivators. How dare we go against these seven clans.

"Oh, it's self-reliance!"

Zhao Gongming turned his head and looked at the eight of us.

After a long time, I finally had no decision.

"Holy Father, your human race is being slaughtered by the seven lich clans. You are in critical condition. Please have mercy on the Holy Father and save your human race!"

Zhenyuanzi was rescued in time, and he has always been brooding, and he also hates the Yaozu.

"Do you think that your demon clan slaughtered your clan, does your empress know about it? That wasn't your empress's decision at all, your demon clan just harvested food."

"Exactly."

Hundreds of millions of human races were massacred, and they were unwilling to die. Those souls who died in vain turned into resentment and wandered in the sky screaming.

A group of demon soldiers swept past like a gust of wind, and the tribe of Xishui was reduced to fly ash and became history.

Xuan Du stood up, and asked in a low voice: "As your human race's holy father, he enjoys your human race's worship, but sits and watches your human race be robbed, how can his conscience be at ease?"

Although the me of the future generations is special and extraordinary, the human race is the leader of all spirits, standing at the top of the food chain, taking whatever I want, and even eating some races as protected animals.

"However. The master has clearly ordered Qi Shen that you are strictly prohibited from interfering in this matter. Before all the saints are doing nothing, how can you be bad?"

Li Changsheng was originally a small and burly man, but now he was crying like rain, begging bitterly.

A moment ago, that outside regained its intensity.

I opened my small hand, and a spear was condensed in my hand, and I swung it suddenly, and the spear came out of my hand.

The flames burned up under the spear, and shot towards the attacking demon soldiers.

A group of monster soldiers excitedly rushed towards the Wuqiang tribe, killing anyone they saw, men, women, and children.

"This time, the seven clans of liches have killed tens of billions of people in the human race. I'm afraid they have the heart to destroy the human race."

"Kill, from now on, your human race will no longer have a Virgin!"

"Really, please save the human race!"

"I am here for the business of the human race. Dare I ask you, the human race was created for him?"

The Wuqiang leader of the guarding tribe rushed out and said angrily.

Nuwa's face darkened, and he shouted: "It's my turn to dictate how this palace should behave! Get out!"

How did you ever know about this, but this disaster of the human race was decided by all the saints in Zixiao Palace, so when will you intervene at will?
Zhen Yuanzi knew the inside story, so he went to Wahuangtian to accuse you, it is really presumptuous.

But our low-level people have ended their counterattack against the seven Liches.

When I saw with my own eyes that groups of people fell against each other like grass in the wind, I found that I had accepted the fact that the human race was allowed to be slaughtered!

"Kill, your human race respects heaven and earth, immortals and gods, and you only rely on the sword in your hand!"

"What, nothing happened?"

"Yes!"

Although the human race is powerful, it is humiliating!

The eight emperors of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Meichao clan, the Ziyi clan, and a group of elders learned about this, and quickly arranged some human elites to send the women, children, and elders of the clan to Qizhuang Temple, and expressed their gratitude to Zhen Yuanzi .

ps: It's the first two days of this month, ask for a monthly pass!
"Please have mercy on the Holy Father and save your human race!"

A demon king stood inside the tribe, licked his lips, and ordered.

The soaring resentment not only covered the whole world, but even the strong aura of robbery in the sky was also retreated aside.

Zhen Yuanzi asked with a sullen face, "Your Majesty is the Holy Mother of the human race, but you want to see the human race die?"

A long time ago, I sighed heavily and said, "They should get up first!"

Very slowly, the screams, weeping, and wailing were absolute, resounding in the ears.

The leader of the human race was so angry that he suddenly rushed towards the opponent.

"Little cowardly monster, I will die for you."

A group of little supernatural beings sighed, and closed their caves tightly, because they dared to provoke the seven Lich tribes.

"Go to Nima's prehistoric and small situation, go to Nima's destiny!"

After leaving the Wa Palace, Nan Wa appeared to meet him and asked, "Zhen Yuanzi, he is contemplating blessings in his Qizhuang. What are you doing here?"

The Shanshi Tribe, a human tribe built on a low mountain, lives by hunting.

However, due to his cautiousness since he was a teenager, Zhao Gongming hesitated to make up his mind whether to act rashly or not.

I took out the book from the ground and used it as the eye of the Qizhuangguan small formation, and I personally sat in the formation to gather the remaining human races and protect them.

"Holy Mother, help! Holy Father, help!"

Tribes were wiped out one by one, one clansman died tragically, his blood was confiscated by the monster clan, and his soul was taken away by the witch clan.

"Does the Holy Father mean that death is salvation?"

However, there is no case.

You know, Zhen Yuanzi is a tortoise once in a while, and will leave my lair when something happens, but why did he go crazy that time, and ran to Wahuangtian?

That time, the seven clans of liches slaughtered the human clan together, and the seven people of Qingfeng Mingri hurriedly begged Zhen Yuanzi to save the human clan.

"Go, go to other human tribes."

"Why??? Why did you kill your human race?"

In the night, the seven lich tribes raised their butcher knives at the human race, and the sound of wailing and mourning shook the sky.

At that time, Bai Yue who had just left, Li Changsheng, a disciple of Limen, and Xuandu from Renjiao, eight people arrived hand in hand.

Before that, I went to Xiaochitian, the leader of the Renjiao, Taiqing, but I didn't even leave the door, and I was rejected.

The monster clan reported the matter to the monster king, and then through layers of reports, Di Jun and Tai Yi of the monster clan knew about it.

The sharp arrow pierced through the chest of the leader Wuqiang in an instant, and blood spattered.

"The seven of them first placed all the human races of your Qizhuang temple in the temple, and went to the saints for an explanation as a teacher."

It turned out that since then, no demon clan has devoured the human race intentionally, causing a small retreat in cultivation, and discovered that by smearing the blood essence of the human race under the weapon, the physical defense of the witch race can be easily broken.

"boom!"

"Sin? Others are not the food that your mother made for your monster clan. How did you come to punish them?"

The leader of the human race mourned.

To be able to become little supernatural beings, each of them is at most Xiao Luo's realm. He has lived countless years and knows who can be messed with and who can be messed with.

In desperation, Zhen Yuanzi returned to the Seven Dragon Bi, thinking in his heart, the saints are in charge, so you are in charge!

A group of demon soldiers swept up the demon wind and left in an instant.

However, there is no one with supernatural powers in the prehistoric world. His name is Zhen Yuanzi, who is one of the ten small supernatural spiritual roots in the prehistoric world, born in the form of a ginseng fruit tree, embracing the supernatural spiritual treasure earth book transformed from Pangu's fetal membrane.

After that, I knew that that scene would not happen, so I made a lot of preparations in advance, leaving Xu Shao Lingbao to the human race, helping the human race to create a small formation, and so on.

A leader of the human race in Golden Wonderland fought hard to kill a group of demon soldiers, casually looked at the leader demon king, and said angrily.

I can't be on the safe side and be careful with the two, but I can have humanity and a conscience!
(End of this chapter)