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"The way to cut the sky, spy on the secrets of the sky, fast!"

Li Qingshan circulated the spirit of Shangqing Xian around his body, a majestic force that intercepted the secrets of all things, and condensed it into a five-element gossip plate, as if to spy on future opportunities.

Li Qingshan practiced the Dao Sutra of Intercepting the Heavens, and he won the Dao of Interrupting the Heavens. With the cultivation base of Daluo Jinxian, he has been able to accurately deduce some heavenly secrets and open up a corner of the future.

"Buzz!"

The majestic Shangqing Immortal Qi evoked the power of the laws of heaven and earth, converging into the four innate dao patterns of 'human crisis', exuding a surging aura of catastrophe.

"The human race crisis, what's going on?"

Li Qingshan used the way to cut off the sky to spy on the secrets of the future, and the result turned out to be the word 'human crisis'.

You must know that Li Qingshan bestowed Dragon Fist to the human race. They have been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and their cultivation has been greatly improved.

Li Qingshan even deduced that the three ancestors of the human race, such as the Suiren clan and the Youchao clan, had the Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base, and their strength could resist the powerful demon gods of the demon clan.

It stands to reason that with the powerful strength of the three ancestors of the human race, the human race will not suffer a crisis, but the result of Li Qingshan's deduction is just the opposite.

"Human crisis? Could it be that the demons massacred the human race in order to refine the witch-slaughter sword?"

A light flashed in Li Qingshan's mind, and he realized something.

The human race is the protagonist of the future of the prehistoric world. From the beginning of its birth to the end of the Lich Tribulation, there was only one catastrophe, and that was the Monster Race Massacre.

The Witch Clan only cultivates the body but not the Primordial Spirit. Their tyrannical bodies make the Demon Clan very distressed, but weapons contaminated with the soul of the Human Race can break through the real body of the Witch Clan, as easily as killing chickens and dogs.

If enough human souls are collected and refined into a witch-slaughtering sword, even the real body of the ancestor witch can be easily broken.

As long as an Ancestral Witch falls, the Witch Clan will not be able to set up the Great Array of the Twelve Capitals, and will inevitably lose to the Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array in Yaoting.

After Li Qingshan understood the true meaning of the words 'human race crisis', he only felt that his whole body was standing upright, as if he had foreseen the existential crisis of the witch race.

Li Qingshan was a human race in his previous life. Although he passed down the Human Dragon Fist for them, to kill some of his obsessions, he still couldn't bear the crisis of the human race.

What's more, he is still the holy teacher of the human race, and he can't watch the human race encounter a crisis and sit idly by.

If Di Jun and the others really refined the witch-slaughtering sword, it would be a huge hidden danger for the witch clan, and they would definitely not let Yaoting succeed.

Under the combination of many reasons, Li Qingshan felt that it was necessary for him to stand up for the human race and find a way to resolve this crisis.

"Yao Ting may not have discovered the special features of human souls. I will protect them first. When facing a crisis, at least some unnecessary casualties can be avoided."

The human race is the protagonist of the future, and it will naturally endure some hardships. The monster massacre incident is a test. Since it is a crisis, it is inevitable that people will be injured.

The only thing Li Qingshan can do is to do his best to protect the human race, otherwise they will perish in the catastrophe.

"Buzz!"

Li Qingshan's body trembled with the power of space laws, a door of space burst open, his burly body suddenly stepped into it, and shuttled towards the ancestral land of the human race.

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The prehistoric continent, the ancestral land of the human race.

In a hall made of agate spar, the Suiren, Youchao, Zhenyi and other three people gathered together.

"In the past few days, when I watched the tribal people cultivate, there were often accidents, either being attacked by monsters, or their own Taoism was unstable and suffered strong backlash.

I feel that this is not a good sign, the human race may have a huge change! "

You Chao explained softly, with a worried look in his eyes.

He has the Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base and can perceive the ominous signs of danger.

Humans practice Human Dragon Fist, and there are few mistakes, but now there are accidents one after another, which has to be thought-provoking.

"Yes, even when I was cultivating recently, I felt heart palpitations, as if something major had happened."

The Sui Ren clan echoed his voice and was more certain that the human race was about to face a crisis.

With a thoughtful look on his face, Zhenyi suggested.

"My strength is limited, why don't I ask in front of the statue of the saint teacher and find out about the human race!"

The human race erected a god statue for Li Qingshan, which has gathered the power of boundless faith, like the existence of a god, and can use this as a pivot to connect with his deity.

Although the three ancestors of the human race have the Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base, they are not proficient in the deduction method, and naturally cannot know the crisis facing the human race.

As a holy teacher, Li Qingshan passed down the Human Dragon Fist for the human race, and his strength must be far superior to the three ancestors, and he must know the crisis of the human race.

"Okay, let's go to ask immediately!"

As soon as You Chao's voice fell, there were fluctuations in the power of space law from the ancestral land of the human race.

"Buzz!"

The majestic space law tore apart the void and created a gate of space, from which the sturdy Li Qingshan stepped out slowly, exuding majestic coercion all over his body.

"Well! This breath is the arrival of the Holy Master!"

Suiren sensed the powerful aura that shook the void, and immediately knew that Li Qingshan was coming.

"Shh!"

The third ancestor of the human race flew in the direction of Li Qingshan, and immediately went to worship.

"I'm waiting to meet the Holy Master!"