"I wonder what my sister has plans? My sister is a saint. After the 3,000 yuan meeting, my demon clan will have two saints fighting power. It's no problem to defeat the witch clan!"

Knowing that Nuwa has not changed, Fuxi has also let go a lot. Since he cannot become a saint, the demon clan has the opportunity to completely dominate the prehistoric world.

Unexpectedly, Nuwa replied,

"I will stay in chaos for a long time in the future, and there will be no major issues, and I will not enter the prehistoric world!"

Fuxi was stunned and asked subconsciously,

"Why is this?"

Nuwa did not answer and looked into the sky.

Fuxi's eyes moved with Nuwa, and suddenly realized, and was a little disappointed.

"So that's it, is this God's will?"

Nuwa nodded,

"Do you want to tell the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor Dong?"

Nuwa shook her head and said,

"It's still not necessary. The Emperor of Heaven has its own source of blessing. I can just tell you about it for me!"

"well!"

Fuxi sighed and was happy. He had no chance to become a saint. The battle between the demon clan and the witch clan was also divided into five or five. Nuwa's saint did not bring any benefits to the demon clan. Instead, he lost the combat power of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Brother, I'll preach you. It's less than a hundred years before I'm leaving the prehistoric world and take this opportunity to improve my brother's strength."

Nuwa suggested.

"I would like to thank my sister for this!"

Fuxi thanked him, and Nuwa was a saint, and preached to herself alone, no less than listening to the sermons in Zixiao Palace. It was also an alternative opportunity for Fuxi.

Nuwa raised her hand, and a light curtain wrapped around the entire palace, and then sat down cross-legged. Fuxi was the same. This was the only thing Nuwa could do for her brother.

Improve your strength a little more and you will have a little more chance of survival in the Lich decisive battle.

It can be premonition that the Lich fight will definitely be a life-threatening death, and Nuwa does not want to lose her brother.

Lingxiao Palace,

Di Jun sat cross-legged, as if waiting for something. A light curtain in front of him disappeared, which was set up by the River Styx to resist the pressure of the saint.

Before he could find that Nuwa had not come out of Fuxi's temple, Di Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If Nuwa was concerned about the demon clan, she would definitely go to Lingxiao Palace. Nuwa had not come, and Di Jun already knew the meaning.

I could only smile bitterly, there was no way, my identity was different, and now Di Jun could not ask Nuwa to do anything.

Di Jun stood up and flew towards Taiyi Palace.

The majesty of the saint awakened all those who were in seclusion, and Taiyi was no exception.

"Brother, what's going on?"

When Taiyi saw Di Jun coming, he quickly got up and asked.

"Second brother, how about practicing? I wonder if I have the confidence to break through the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal within the 3,000 Yuan meeting?"

When Taiyi heard this, the smile on his face disappeared immediately. It turned out that Taiyi had just had the opportunity to break through and was experiencing it. If there was no accident, Taiyi would be able to successfully realize the truth this time in seclusion.

It can only be said that time is fate. Nuwa broke through, Taiyi was awakened, and his perception was naturally broken. This opportunity is not a memory card, and it can be called at any time.

Once you miss it, you still don’t know when the next opportunity will be.

Taiyi can't say anything, even if it is the Emperor of Heaven, his identity is different, he has no right to speak.

Taiyi detailed this experience, and Di Jun couldn't help but sigh that fate was impermanent.

"Haha, brother, don't worry. It will be too early for the 10,000 yuan stipulated by Master. Maybe when the opportunity will come again!"

Taiyi was open-minded, unlike Di Jun who had the whole demon clan's concern.

He just doesn't realize the truth, and with his identity as a disciple of Shichen, the saint dare not do anything to him.

Taiyi is a strong man, but at this moment he is comforting his elder brother. Taiyi also knows that he may have the opportunity to prove the truth at any time. Di Jun will definitely not be able to prove the truth successfully without waiting for the Lich to find the result.

"I wonder when my eldest nephew will be born? The entire Heavenly Court has been much deserted recently!"

Taiyi asked about the issue.

"I don't know, it's been nearly five thousand years since then, probably just now!"

Di Jun replied.

He is with Xihe every day, but there is no response. People who practice Taoism will not be pregnant. When a child is born depends on the origin of the fertility level.

Sea of ​​blood,

The sweat on the forehead of the mosquito Taoist who had just climbed up from the ground had not yet dissipated, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

"It turns out that creating a race can lead to saints. The saints are so powerful!"

The mosquito Taoist murmured.

The River Styx left the Sea of ​​Blood early, and the Taoist Mosquito inherited everything from the Sea of ​​Blood, and even realized that except for the supernatural powers of the Blood God Son, all the things that should belong to the River Styx in this cycle belonged to the Taoist Mosquito.

The Golden Immortal of Daluo is still unable to achieve the same kind of reincarnation as before. The sea of ​​blood does not wither and the River Styx does not die, but it also greatly increases the ability to save lives.

I did not participate in listening to the sermons, and did not know the opportunity to become a saint, and thought that as long as I created a race, I could become a saint. At this moment, the mosquito Taoist people were active in their minds.

After meditating and adjusting his breath, the mosquito Taoist flew out of the sea of ​​bleeding and rushed towards Zhoushan.

Nuwa said that those who are not good for the human race will be killed, and Mosquito Taoist thought that it would be no big problem just to observe.

What the Taoist Mosquito thought of was to imitate the human race and create a race to become a saint. No one in the prehistoric world dared to underestimate the Taoist Mosquito again.

It took too long for Daluo Golden Immortal to cross one. The Mosquito Taoist was worried that he would arrive and all the human race would die.

After all, the human race has no cultivation at all. Along the way, the mosquito Taoist kept using the blood escape technique. A red light flashed by and the figure disappeared.

The blood escape technique is not uncommon in the prehistoric world. It is similar to the magical devil's disintegration technique, which uses its own essence and blood as a medium to increase its speed to facilitate escape.

And the Taoist Taoist who used the blood escape technique to rush on the road was the first.

The mosquito Taoist practices the blood path. The special techniques they comprehend can continuously convert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, quickly increase their own essence and blood, and provide the blood escape technique, so they are not afraid.

When the blood escape technique was used, the Mosquito Taoist marched rapidly at a speed no less than that of the ordinary Hunyuan Jinxian.

But no matter how fast it is, it cannot keep up with the speed of teleportation. It has been fifty years since the human race.

In the Zhoushan Mountains, the human race is still running for life. This is the decision made by the ancestors of the human race.

He has the strength of a golden immortal, and most of them are exploring the way for the human race in front of him and found that this Zhoushan is not suitable for human race to survive.

The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth will give birth to powerful beasts, and the smallest wild beasts are several feet tall, with the human body being ordinary ants in front of them.

The purpose of migration is to find a relatively safe place for human ancestors to be the foundation of the human race.

Unfortunately, mortals are mortals after all. They walk on their legs and have not walked out of Zhoushan for fifty years. They are still a long way from the foot of Zhoushan.

"roar!"

A deafening roar came, and the ancestor immediately looked tense.

I have encountered any spirit beasts twice this month, but fortunately they were all in danger, this is the third time.

Listening to the roar, some of the few thousand human races looked around, panic, and some were dark and dull, expressionless. They just walked mechanically and hit the person who stopped in front of them, and then they became aware.

These people are already numb. Seeing the novelty of this world when they were born, facing the fear of death and the hesitation between life and death is a huge blow to the human race who was born like a child.

Seeing their compatriots die one by one in front of them, these people began to become numb. They didn't know that they would follow in the footsteps of their compatriots that day and had no hope for survival.

"How about we change the way, why not?"

One of the three who were more prominent before asked.
Chapter completed!