Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 24
Many ancestors of the Shang clan were dumbfounded and terrified.

This guy actually said that these immortal-level powerhouses are not worthy of practicing here.

Just give them three seconds to think about it.

If you don't go out, you will die.

Overbearing to an extreme!
"Great rebellion, bullying masters and destroying ancestors!"

"My merchant family, how could you be so rebellious!"

Shang Hong roared angrily again and again, vomiting blood continuously.

"one!"

Di Xin's indifferent, murderous voice sounded faintly.

Seeing the indifference and murderous intent in Di Xin's eyes, many ancestors of the Shang clan had no doubt that Di Xin would really kill them all.

To go, or not to go!

They cast their eyes on Shang Hong, their eyes full of confusion and reluctance.

"two!"

Di Xin's voice became even more indifferent.

"If I don't leave, I will die here!"

"I won't leave either, I don't believe that this junior dares to kill us all!"

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Some ancestors of the Shang clan yelled, they didn't believe that Di Xin was really willing to kill all of them, a group of immortal-level powerhouses.

"I'm going!"

At this moment, Shang Hong roared furiously, his old face flushed, and he flew towards the entrance in an instant, and disappeared into the space in an instant.

Under his leadership, more than half of the ancestors of the Shang clan disappeared into the space in an instant.

But there are still forty ancestors of the Shang clan, among them, there are two early Xuanxian.

"three!"

Di Xin's last voice fell coldly, and he glanced at the remaining forty Shang clan ancestors, twitched his lips, smiled, turned and walked out of the space.

Seeing Di Xin turn his head and leave, the more than 40 ancestors of the Shang clan left behind were overjoyed.

They got it right.

Di Xin was really reluctant to kill them all.

But at this moment, Di Xin's indifferent voice came slowly:

"All killed!"

"Yes!"

The next moment, two thousand deep palace guards poured into the space like flowing water, surrounded them, set up a human emperor formation, and raised their butcher knives expressionlessly.

The screams and the smell of blood floated in the space.

After walking out of the space, Di Xin immediately ordered [-] deep palace guards to enter the space to practice in batches.

Immediately afterwards, from memory, he selected a step of the five-element battle formula created by the first generation of human emperors for the human race, and passed it on to the three thousand deep palace guards, and asked them to be responsible for training the human race below the fairyland that will soon enter the space.

After that, he ordered You Hun to select human races with high talents, young age, and not far from the fairyland from the army of the Shang Dynasty, and enter the space in batches.

With Di Xin's order, the entire Chaoge began to run crazily like a huge super machine again.

A talented ordinary human with outstanding military exploits in the army and a soldier who was loyal to the center of the Shang Dynasty was sent into a secret void to teach him skills.

The spiritual grasses, spiritual fruits, natural materials and earthly treasures accumulated by the entire human race, and Di Xin have all been invested in the secret realm of the void, trying to create a tyrannical army in the shortest possible time to fight for him in the wild.

Time passed, three days passed in a blink of an eye.

After Wen Zhong knelt in front of the palace for three days, he was summoned to enter the palace under the notice of the imperial guards.

Wen Zhong's eyes were confused, and the first time he entered the court hall, he saw the tall figure standing in front of the throne with his back turned to him, and the majesty of a king came over him.

In three days, the pride in his bones has been completely worn away, and he is aloof.

In front of Di Xin, he was just an ordinary person.

Di Xin was no longer the little boy who could obey him.

"My lord, I pay my respects to the king!"

"Before, the minister was disrespectful, and he was not worthy of having the king's whip. Please take it back, Your Majesty."

Wen Zhong knelt in the middle of the court hall, raised his hands to beat the king's whip, and his voice was humble.

He already understood that to beat the king's whip, beat the faint king at the top, and beat the treacherous ministers at the bottom.

But, Di Xin, walk the imperial way, without any threats, and without any rules.

Keeping this kind of thing in his hands will only cause trouble for him, and for the Jiejiao disciples in Chaoge City.

A palace guard who had already been signaled by King Zhou stepped forward and took away the king's whip.

At this time, Di Xin turned around, hooked the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of a smile, and said lightly:
"Master Wen, get up!"

"Those who don't know are innocent!"

"Thank you king!"

Wen Zhong stood up slowly, and was thinking about how to continue talking, when King Zhou's calm voice reached his ears again,

"Wen Grand Master came back suddenly this time, because he has other matters, you want to discuss with me!"

"Let that fellow daoist come in!"

Wen Zhong looked at King Zhou with a shocked expression, feeling as if his heart was overwhelmed.

Only then did he suddenly realize that King Zhou might have discovered something a long time ago.

The main purpose of punishing him was not that he was holding the whip.

The target is the Master Tongtian who came with him.

He is just a victim used by King Zhou to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

Perhaps, if Master Tongtian hadn't come with him, Di Xin probably wouldn't have looked at him more.

"It turns out that I'm just a victim!"

"It turned out that I was just a self-righteous clown."

Wen Zhong's eyes were full of bitterness, and he slowly cupped his fists:

"Minister, leave."

At the moment Wen Zhong exited the court hall, there was a sudden burst of laughter from the door:

"It's worthy of being the King of Kings who led Zhunti and Nuwa calculated everything!"

"Even the deity dares to give him power!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Tongtian stepped into the court hall expressionlessly, and instantly appeared in front of Di Xin, looking at him indifferently.

As the supreme saint, he was intimidated by a small human race.

Even if this person is a contemporary king with the luck of the three adults.

He must also get this face back.

So although he couldn't do anything to the king, he directly broke through all of Di Xin's calculations and gave Di Xin a blow.

"Gu, it's the Emperor of Humanity, the emperor of the protagonist race of heaven and earth, who teaches a human race, how can he talk about his majesty?"

Di Xin's face was calm, his voice was indifferent, and he looked at Tong Tian calmly.

The human emperor's blood in his body was running crazily, resisting the power of the saint on Tongtian.

The first generation of Human Sovereign is the human Sovereign who is destined to be the protagonist of heaven and earth. In terms of bloodlines and heels, he is not inferior to any gods and demons, including saints.

"You are much stronger than the Three Emperors!"

"As expected of a human king who can get the inheritance of the first generation of human emperor, this deity appreciates you, hahaha!"

After staring at each other for a long time, Tong Tian suddenly burst out laughing.

He has a straightforward personality, has always been informal, sharp-edged, and admires people with the same personality as him the most.

"Three emperors!"

The corner of Di Xin's mouth suddenly curled up, and he sneered:
"Aren't they a shame imposed on the race by your six saints?"

"Except for Xuanyuan Renhuang who deserves Gu's respect, Fuxi and Hongyun are also worthy of being compared with Gu."

"They don't deserve it!"

Immediately, Tong Tian was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and Di Xin's words and reactions far exceeded his expectations again.

You must know that the reincarnation of Fuxi and Hongyun as the emperors of the human race was the result of a compromise between their six saints and many innate gods and demons. Looking at the prehistoric world, very few people knew about it.

"How do you know this!"

"Gu knows far more than you expected, Fellow Daoist Tongtian!"

Di Xin's face was still calm, and he said indifferently:

"This time, you came here because you wanted to discuss with Gu the matter of the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods!"

Immediately, Tong Tian's eyes were shocked, and shocking waves rolled up in his heart, and he said in disbelief:
"You actually know about the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods?"

(End of this chapter)