Nu Wa has confessed 99999 times, I'm greedy!

Chapter 124
Abbot Island.

Han Qiaoling stood in the void, his body exuding an ethereal and profound aura.

Immediately, Han Qiao said calmly.

"Today is the occasion when my Human Sect is gathered, and I want to announce a big event. From now on, my personal disciple Shen Nong will take over the position of the Master of Human Sect!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Qiao's eyes fell on Shen Nong, "Shen Nong!"

"The disciple is here!" Shen Nong's eyes froze for a moment, and then he came to Han Qiao, and then faced countless human races, his pupils were shining brightly, and his majestic voice resounded through the sky.

"From now on, this seat will succeed the Lord of the Human Sect, and under the brilliant way of heaven, protect our human race for eternity!"

As soon as the words fell, the aura of the pinnacle of the quasi-sage of Shennong swept across.

Seeing this, countless human races stared at each other, and then shouted excitedly.

"I have seen the Lord of Human Cult!"

"I have seen the Lord of Human Cult!"

"I have seen the Lord of Human Cult!"

……

At the same time, Han Qiao suddenly noticed the abnormal movement of the Devouring God Leaf, and with the rapid passage of the luck of the human race in the Devouring God Leaf, the light of the magic weapon gradually dimmed.

Originally, the Devouring God Leaf was the magic weapon of the Renjiao to suppress luck. Although it was only an innate treasure, it was comparable to a chaotic god under the nourishment of the Renjiao's luck.

Now that the fate of the human religion has passed away, Devouring Shenye has naturally suffered a lot.

Not only that, those powerful human-teaching protectors felt an inexplicable loss, as if something was lost.

In fact, it is very simple. If a race loses the magic weapon to suppress luck, then the luck of that race will gradually lose.

"Shen Nong, it's your turn!" Han Qiao looked at Shen Nong lightly.

"Disciple obeys!" Shennong nodded respectfully, then stepped on the void and stood on the sky, the Kongtong seal in the dantian suddenly gushed out, blooming a dazzling black and yellow aura.

Roar!
The nine great dragons entrenched on the Kongtong Seal flew out, blooming the terrifying coercion of divine beasts in the void.

And Shennong was holding the Kongtong seal, and the terrifying imperial pressure bloomed in his pupils, and said slowly.

"I, Shennong of the human race, the new leader of the Human Sect, today suppressed the luck of the human race with the innate supreme treasure Kongtong seal!"

As soon as the words fell, the flow of luck of the human race in the Devouring God Leaf accelerated again, and those passing luck frantically gathered towards Kongtong Yin.

Accompanied by the light that devoured the leaves of the gods, the light became dimmer, and the aura emitted from the Kongtong seal became more majestic.

At the same time, the golden light on the nine dragons entrenched in the void became more and more brilliant, roaring crazily in the sky, and endless human luck was swallowed from the huge mouth of the dragon, and then slowly fell on Shennong.

In an instant, the entire prehistoric world trembled suddenly, countless rays of light scattered in the void, and then gathered into a golden ocean and poured into Shennong's body.

And this is the sea of ​​luck formed by the gathering of luck of the human race.

As Shennong gradually absorbed the sea of ​​luck, the aura on his body soared wildly, and in an instant, he stepped into the half-step avenue, only half a step away from the avenue realm.

For a moment, the gazes of countless human races, Zhen Yuanzi and the others were shocked, and their pupils were filled with shock.

In the prehistoric world, I am afraid that there will be one more saint.

I saw Shennong bathed in the golden light of luck, and the majestic purple air in the depths of his mind bloomed with brilliant purple light, and then turned into strands of great power and merged into Shennong's body.

In an instant, Shen Nong's comprehension of the power of the law of the Great Dao reached an extremely terrifying level, and the nine dragons in the void roared wildly around Shen Nong.

After a while, countless human luck gathered on Shennong's head to form a crown!
Seeing this, countless prehistoric powerhouses and guardians of Renjiao showed doubts. They had seen the sage's broken mirror before, but they had never seen such a strange phenomenon.

Immediately, they quickly used big tactics to deduce the secret.

In the next second, countless shocked voices resounded in the void.

"The Crown of the Emperor!"

"The Crown of the Emperor!"

……

Seeing this, Han Qiao nodded in satisfaction.

Everything was in his plan. After Shennong became the master of the Human Cult, he would be able to use the incomparable luck of the human race to fuse the majestic purple energy, and then release the crown of the emperor, and finally enter the great realm.

However, the next second, Han Qiao frowned.

Now Shennong is only half a step away from the Great Dao Realm, but he has been unable to merge with the Crown of Human Emperor hanging above his head.

"Could it be that Shennong was unable to merge with the Emperor's Crown because of a deviation in the established history of the prehistoric way of heaven?" Han Qiao couldn't help narrowing his eyes, "Hmph! Even if the way of prehistoric heaven is so what? I have nothing to do. People can stop it!"

Immediately, Han Qiao stretched out his hand, and the crown of the emperor on the sky suddenly fell, and when it was half a distance away from Shennong, the crown of the emperor stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the space in the void suddenly fluctuated, and then the figure of Patriarch Hongjun slowly appeared.

Ancestor Hongjun looked at Han Qiao expressionlessly with his eyes full of avenue lines, "Fellow Daoist Han Qiao, the position of saint is determined by God, why should fellow Daoist struggle in vain?"

"Hehe! You and I are both people who have stepped into the ancient realm, so why do you talk about the way of heaven in front of me? What I want to do, even the way of heaven can't stop it!" Han Qiaoling stood in the void, There is an incomparably terrifying power exuding from his body.

Seeing this, countless prehistoric powerhouses stared in shock.

Obviously, today's Hanqiao is not afraid of the prehistoric ways.It's no wonder that with just one finger of Han Qiao, the Crown of Human Emperor, who was imprisoned by the prehistoric way of heaven, dropped a lot.

Immediately, Han Qiao took a step, and the terrifying ancient power swept out of his body.

In an instant, the bodies of countless prehistoric and powerful men trembled, as if falling into an abyss.

Seeing this, Patriarch Hongjun suddenly showed a look of shock in his expressionless pupils, "How is this possible...Under the Dao of Heaven, there are still creatures whose physical strength reaches the level of a god of the Dao of Heaven..."

The good luck jade dish is a magic weapon whose quality reaches the level of the gods of heaven, and the ancestor Hongjun controls the good fortune jade butterfly, so he is naturally no stranger to this breath.

When Han Qiao heard this, he looked at Patriarch Hongjun indifferently.

"Hongjun, if you want to stop me, then fight!"

Although the words were short, they revealed a domineering air.

Seeing this, Patriarch Hongjun couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flickered for a while, and then his figure slowly disappeared.

Obviously, even though he has also entered the ancient realm, he has no chance of winning against Han Qiao whose physical strength has reached the god of heaven.

(End of this chapter)