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

Chapter 47 Shennong, Rewind
"My human race also has Daluo Jinxian."

Seeing Shennong's move, Ding Guangxian was a little flustered when Ding Guangxian made a move, and the human army that was frantically retreating was violently fighting again.

In this kind of battlefield in the mythical world, a strong man at the level of Da Luo Jinxian is too strong in favor of victory or defeat.

At this time, Shi Ji and the Virgin of the Golden Spirit also escaped into the sky, and began to fight with the phantom of the Human Emperor composed of a hundred Taiyi Golden Immortals.

However, the gap between Da Luo Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian is too huge.

Even if a hundred Taiyi Golden Immortals formed the Human Sovereign Formation, they were beaten back and forth by two Daluo Golden Immortals, and many Taiyi Golden Immortals were shocked to vomit blood again and again.

But they gritted their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, and they did not take a single step back.

Until then, they, who had been on the side of the Nuwa Alliance, did not know how much pressure the Xiong family had endured, for the sake of so many casualties.

Everything is for the human race.

Behind them, there are countless human races.

Once the Intercepting Alliance is allowed to take another step forward, they will take a step back, and hundreds of millions of people will fall into their hands.

"Human Race Great Luo Jinxian."

Immortal Dingguang narrowed her eyes, and her killing light kept bursting, and she licked her scarlet lips.

"Very good, it's really boring to kill the ants of the human race."

"It's interesting to kill Da Luo Jinxian."

"Fixed light supernatural power!"

Dingguangxian let out an angry roar, and directly displayed his natal supernatural power.

He was transformed by a ray of divine light between heaven and earth. He was conceived by heaven and earth for hundreds of millions of years and was born. He has extremely deep heels and amazingly powerful supernatural powers.

Immediately, countless golden lights spread out from between his body, like a flood, with strange power, fixing the entire space.

Faintly, it seems to have a characteristic of the law of time.

"I'm also trying to figure out what is there to be proud of, Da Luo Jinxian, who cut off the teaching."

Shennong laughed loudly, with a dark golden light flowing from his bare upper body, giving people an explosive power.

He is a descendant of Shennong, under the intentional training of Xuanyuan Renhuang and Shennong, his bloodline was tempered to the point where it was not inferior to the previous generations of human race, and his physical body was extremely strong.

"Is it your innate supernatural powers, or my human bloodlines?"

"Dingguang beast, give me a punch."

Shennong did not retreat but advanced, facing countless golden lights, he punched out.The space collapsed, and the infinite invisible fluctuations instantly exploded the golden ripples cast by Immortal Dingguang.

"Take another punch from me."

Shennong is like an indomitable giant, his fighting spirit is earth-shattering, he stepped out ten thousand meters in one step, and punched Dingguangxian in the cheek.

"How could a small human race have such a powerful body."

Immortal Dingguang was terrified to death, the human race with a weak physical body has such a strong physical body, it is almost comparable to the legendary beast family.

Actually, in his physical body, he carried his innate supernatural powers and blew everything up.

"puff!"

Caught off guard, Shennong's punch landed firmly on Ding Guangxian's chest.

"puff!"

Ding Guangxian's powerful body was directly hit by this punch, his chest was sunken, and he flew upside down, vomiting blood again and again.

"If it weren't for the schemes of all the saints and religions to slaughter our human ancestors, how could our human race have ended up in such a state."

"The human race has never been born weak."

Hearing Ding Guangxian's words, Shennong's eyes were bloodshot.

The first generation of the human race, and the subsequent generations of the human race, had powerful bloodlines, but they were plotted by these beasts, almost slaughtered by the monsters, and almost suffered a bloodline fault.

If it weren't for the great luck of the human race, who were the protagonists of the Great Desolation, they might have been completely reduced to the lowest race of the Great Desolation in that battle.

"Death to me."

Shennong was mad with hatred, his black hair danced wildly, stepped out with one step, his body shattered the space, and instantly appeared in the sky above Ding Guangxian who was flying upside down, punched out, and locked Ding Guangxian's head directly.

A terrifying killing intent swept across the sky.

Boundless fighting spirit boiled over the entire battlefield.

The human race has never been born weak.

This sentence exploded directly across the entire battlefield.

Countless human races, mad with hatred, crazily killed the human traitors and intercepted believers on the opposite side.

The Jiejiao Alliance, on the other hand, was terrified to death. Ding Guangxian, a Jiejiao disciple who was regarded as a god by them, was seriously injured by a human punch, and now he was in a life-and-death crisis.

Immediately, the fighting spirit in his heart was greatly reduced, and he retreated crazily.

"Human Race!"

Ding Guangxian roared wildly, his eyes full of horror, he kept punching Shennong's big fist, trying to get out of the scope of the big fist.

However, Shennong's big punch seemed to break through all spells with one force, and any supernatural power hit on it would be directly blown away, and it followed his head straight all the time.

He didn't want to die, or in other words, he didn't want to be on the list of gods like Junior Brother Shen Gongbao.

In particular, it turned out to be sent to the list of gods by a small human race.

This is a great shame.

Ding Guangxian couldn't accept it.

Almost in an instant, he used countless supernatural powers, but they didn't have the slightest effect, and they were all blown away.

"Junior Brother Dingguangxian."

Shi Ji and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit were terrified to death. They never expected that this human Da Luo Jinxian would be so tyrannical to such a terrifying situation that he almost crushed Ding Guangxian, who was in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

"Human race, stop for me."

The voices of the two women were sharp, and they wanted to rush to save Ding Guangxian.

But at this moment, one hundred Shennong's Taiyi Jinxian roared at the same time: "Do you think we don't exist?"

"Boom... boom..."

Human Sovereign Xuying raised the golden sword and slashed out, the sword energy swept across them, forcing them not to move.

"Human race, if you dare to kill Senior Brother Ding Guangxian, I will rip your skin off."

At this moment, a huge and extremely terrifying power swept across the entire battlefield in an instant.

The might of the quasi-sage was earth-shattering.

Stained with a holy word, one has transcended all things in the prehistoric world.

The Virgin of Wudang was wearing a long black dress, her eyes were indifferent, she made a sudden move, and the innate spiritual treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon, was cut out, instantly transformed into a dragon and a dragon, and swept towards Shennong, intending to cut Shennong into two pieces.

One dragon and one dragon, as huge as a sacred mountain, with terrifying power, almost spread across the battlefield for hundreds of thousands of miles, and the endless mountain peaks burst into pieces.

The power of the quasi-sage is unimaginable.

On the battlefield, the human soldiers were frightened to death.

They are not afraid of their own death, their own death, is just a life.

But the Daluo Jinxian of the human race is too precious, and the death of one is a huge loss that the human race cannot bear.

"Leader Shennong, retreat quickly!"

In an instant, a large number of strong men with the Xiong family rushed out, wanting to help Shennong resist the golden jiao scissors.

But they are mere golden immortals, or even mere xuanxians, who are human immortals, and they are like ants when cut by the golden dragon cast by a strong man in the quasi-sage realm.

In an instant, nearly a hundred immortal-level powerhouses of the Bear Tribe were shaken into ashes.

"Quasi-holy great supernatural power."

Standing in the rear, Xiong, who was observing the movement on the battlefield, roared, "Shen Nong quickly retreat, and the Jiejiao dispatched quasi-sage powerhouses."

(End of this chapter)