Although Wang Ping said it very clearly, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu still didn't believe it and felt like they were in a dream.
The Pangu in their memories was so strong that even a wisp of breath could make them tremble.
Wang Ping suddenly ran out and told them that there was actually a magic weapon that was as powerful as the ax used by this powerful being to open the sky in their hearts. How could they believe it?
After waiting for the two of them to come to their senses, Wang Ping continued.
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth."
"All the twelve ancestor witches on your side of the witch clan are dead, and the side of the Demon Court will not be safe either."
"Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi died in the battle, Fu Xi died in the battle, Chang Xi and Xi He died in the battle, of the twelve demon saints, only Fei Lian and Bai Ze survived, and of course Kun Peng ran away early when the situation was bad."
Wang Ping revealed bit by bit what he knew. If he wanted to conquer the Witch Clan, he first had to gain their trust.
After a moment of silence, Xuan Ming said bitterly: "Forgive me for not being able to accept it for a moment, this is really amazing."
"It's normal. Someone else wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, and I don't want you to accept it in a hurry. Just wait for things to develop, and you will know."
"By the way, let me tell you what's going on. This should start with Di Jun's ten sons. One day, the ten of them will turn into their own bodies and go out to cause destruction together."
"You also know their true nature. I believe I don't need to say more about the damage that ten Golden Crows can cause. Then Kuafu couldn't stand it any longer, so he got angry and planned to get rid of the Ten Golden Crows, so Kuafu took action to chase the sun."
Looking at Xuan Ming and Hou Tu with a smile, Wang Ping began to talk.
It will still be a long time before the Lich Tribulation officially begins.
Di Jun and Xi He are not yet married, and the ten golden crows are still in the state of tadpoles.
Xuan Ming and Hou Tu did not interrupt, but listened quietly to Wang Ping's story. When Shi Jinwu was born, Kuafu chased after him to kill him. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.
"Kuafu chased him all the way, but was unable to match his strength and was burned to death by the Ten Golden Crows. These Ten Golden Crows inherited the bloodline of Di Jun and Xihe, and their combined strength is no weaker than Kuafu's."
"After Kuafu died, Hou Yi was angry and avenged Kuafu. With the bow in his hand, he killed only one of the ten golden crows."
Hearing this, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu's expressions couldn't help but change.
Kuafu's death was not a serious matter, but they did not expect that Hou Yi would be so angry that he would shoot nine golden crows directly.
This is the son of the Demon Emperor of Demon Court. Doesn't this poke a huge hole in the sky?
"Emperor Jun was angry and avenged his son, and killed Hou Yi. This matter has come to an end for the time being. The hatred between the two clans of lich and demon has reached an unending stage."
When Wang Ping said this, he stopped smiling.
Looking at Xuan Ming, Wang Ping asked: "Is there anything wrong with the story I told?"
"No, it makes sense, just keep talking."
Xuan Ming shook his head hurriedly, his eyes flickering. Could it be that everything is true?
How could you make up such a story if you haven't really seen it.
Wang Ping smiled and continued talking.
"The Wu clan is behind you. Zhu Rong and Gong Gong fought a life-and-death battle. Gong Gong was so angry that he crashed Buzhou Mountain and died together with Zhu Rong."
"In this case, I feel that Tiandao and Hongjun may have affected their sanity, otherwise the fight would not have reached this point."
Hearing this, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu were stunned.
After thinking about it carefully, even if Hongjun and Tiandao did not intervene, it seemed possible that the fight would reach this level given their temperament.
After all, the two began to confront each other a long time ago, and they would fight from time to time.
"With the death of the two great ancestral witches, your witch clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation cannot exert its full power, and the battle between the lich and witch clans gradually begins."
"Needless to say, the battle shattered the earth and shattered the land. Countless people from both tribes died, and they withdrew from the stage of history."
Wang Ping stopped here and looked at the two women who were shocked.
Regardless of whether they are Hou Tu or Xuan Ming, they are all beautiful women in their human form, with slightly startled expressions on their faces, making each one more enjoyable to watch than the other.
The two men showed their true forms as ancestral witches, which was so different from what they were now. Thinking of that scene, Wang Ping felt a little awkward inexplicably.
"Tell me what happened after the decline of our two clans. How is the prehistoric world?"
Seeing that Wang Ping was not going to say anything, Xuan Ming said anxiously.
Wang Ping smiled and said: "It's the human race. The human race has risen. The human race was created by Nuwa."
After being stunned for a moment, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu were stunned, human race?
The current human race, after hundreds of thousands of years of development, is still in its primitive stage.
Three major human ancestors emerged from the human race, the Suiren clan, the Chao clan, and the Zhenyi clan. They are leading the human clan to explore the way forward.
Over the years, the human race has gradually mastered some cultivation methods and managed to survive in the wilderness.
Nuwa, the human ancestor, did not provide any help from the beginning to the end, and just watched the rise and fall of the human race.
Xuan Ming would never have thought that the overlord of the prehistoric times after their two clans would actually be the inconspicuous human race now.
"Did Nuwa take action?"
Thinking of some possibility, Xuan Ming asked curiously.
Wang Ping shook his head: "No, the human race relies on its own strength to become strong. The human race created by Nuwa combined the strengths of all living creatures in the ancient world, they are not that simple."
Really speaking, before Wang Ping came to the Great Desolate World, he was considered a human race.
After listening, Xuan Ming was silent. Wang Ping's words were so serious that she couldn't help but not believe him.
After a while, Xuan Ming asked curiously.
"You said that Hongjun and Tiandao are jealous of us, the Lich clan. Then aren't they afraid of other saints and the upcoming human race?"
Wang Ping was not surprised that Xuan Ming would ask such a question.
To be able to become the strongest ancestral witch in the witch clan, Xuan Ming's mind is definitely not that simple.
"Do you think those saints are still the same as before?"
"The moment they became saints, they fell into the hands of Hongjun and Tiandao, and their life and death were not up to them."
"As for the human race you mentioned, Hongjun and Tiandao are certainly wary of it. Then there was a catastrophe that caused the human race to decline."
Wang Ping smiled and answered Xuan Ming. It was the truth and he could answer it without even thinking.
Xuan Ming became increasingly silent, feeling that everything Wang Ping said was true became stronger and stronger.
She would never have thought that the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were actually someone else's bait, easily fooled, and both sides suffered losses.
"My thinking is this, if Hongjun and Tiandao dare to deal with us, then we must kill them."
"It's just that for now, we are not his opponent. I will teach you how to become stronger and practice my method. You can imitate the great god Pangu to prove the Tao and eventually become a saint."
Looking at Xuan Ming who was deep in thought, Wang Ping revealed his purpose.
When Xuan Ming and Hou Tu heard this, they were so shocked that they bit their tongues.
"What, Brother Ping, what are you talking about?"
The two women said almost in unison, staring at Wang Ping dumbfounded.
They didn't believe it at all, they just thought they were hallucinating, and what Wang Ping said was not what they heard.
This is the method by which God Pangu became a saint by proving the Tao through force. Are you kidding me?
"I said I have a cultivation method that can help you prove the Tao and become a saint."
Looking at the two girls with a smile, Wang Ping said proudly.
Do you think Brother Ping and I are awesome?
Worship me, worship me, wow, wow, wow.
