"Even if you are a witch clan, I will not allow you to insult the name of God at will!!"
In the small town, a heroic woman stood in front of a group of humans.
The woman is tall and has beautiful features without losing her heroic spirit.
At this time, she pursed her lips slightly and looked at the three Xuanming Witch Clan men in front of her with a firm look in her starry eyes.
"Hey, I didn't expect that the human race would have such a beautiful woman that I haven't handed over to you?"
The three Witch Clan men were stunned for a moment after seeing this group of menacing humans. Then they looked at the Nao Guazi in the front. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and a wicked smile appeared on their faces involuntarily.
"Xiao Qing and I both said that you, Xuan Ming, are also protected by God!"
"Are you afraid that the power of God will come when you insult the Lord God by doing this?"
Holding the spear in his hand tightly, Wangshu looked at the greed on the faces of the three people in front of him, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Shelter us?"
"Oh, let's not talk about whether the God you talk about exists or not. Even if there is such a person, our witch clan is Pangu orthodox. What qualifications does he have to protect my majestic witch clan?"
The man with the silver snake earring curled his lips, his tone full of disdain.
Unlike the human race, the witch race has a long lifespan, so they are not too anxious about continuing their bloodline.
The Xuanming clan is a matrilineal tribe, with few males and many females.
Because Xuan Ming, the ancestral witch, is a female, the men in the Xuan Ming tribe are weak.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the demon clan, the Xuanming tribe has been living in isolation from the world for so many years.
Now that there is suddenly an additional race around, many of the frustrated male shamans living in the Xuanming tribe have found a way to vent their anger.
Because Qinghe and Xuan Ming had said that their husband was relatively low-key, Xuan Ming never told the clan members about Tang Hao's existence.
After saying that she could not kill human beings at will, she began to retreat deep in the Xuanming tribe for a long time.
In front of Xuan Ming, whose cultivation had reached the perfection of Daluo Jinxian, if it weren't for the relationship between the human race and Tang Hao, she wouldn't care about the human race at all.
This is not because Xuan Ming has a cold nature, but because she is not on the same level as the human race at all.
For example, if the current relationship between Xuan Ming and Tang Hao is described as a superior-subordinate relationship.
The human race is a group of ants living under Tang Hao's feet.
Let me ask, who cares how the ants live?
Even if these ants live under the feet of their boss for a long time, they are just ants.
If a few of them die, so what?
Unfortunately, Xuan Ming underestimated the status of these human races in Tang Hao's heart.
In her eyes, the human race is like ants, but in Tang Hao's eyes, they are her followers, her compatriots, and her most important connection to the ancient world!
Looking at the three Wu clan men in front of him who had reached the realm of immortals, Tang Hao's eyes were completely covered with ice.
At this time he finally understood everything.
In the three years since I slept, the totem on Buzhou Mountain has not fluctuated at all.
This made those witch tribes think that the human race was just bluffing and deliberately created a protector.
In their eyes, the human race is still the same as before, just ants that can be used as sacrifices at will.
Because Xuan Ming couldn't kill the human race casually, some male shamans in the Xuan Ming tribe thought of a way to kill the boring time without violating Xuan Ming's orders.
They can't touch the women of their own race, but the human race can still taste them.
Tang Hao didn't know how many women the human race had offered to the Xuanming tribe in the past three years, but Tang Hao knew that those women who were used as tributes would definitely end badly!
As for why the human race didn't ask him for help, Tang Hao also had a vague guess.
It still has something to do with myself.
Zhisheng heard clearly the conversation he had with Houtu on the plain before, and he knew that the Xuanming tribe was also protected by him.
Perhaps because they didn’t want to see themselves asking questions, the human race swallowed their anger for three years!
However, even the human race themselves may have underestimated their status in Tang Hao's eyes!
At this time, Tang Hao, who was standing behind the three Wu clan men, became the most inconspicuous one. Even though he had an extraordinary and refined temperament, no one looked at him.
Wangshu condensed when he heard the disdainful words of the man with the earring in front of him.
"I said, you are not allowed to insult God!"
Faith in Tang Hao completely defeated fear.
Even though the strength gap between her and the opponent was as big as clouds and mud, she still raised the spear in her hand without hesitation and pointed it at the three of them.
God has saved the human race from dire straits several times, and it has long become the most important belief in the human race's heart. This belief is even greater than one's own life!
The humans standing behind Wang Shu also raised their weapons without hesitation.
In this prehistoric world where strength is paramount, it was Tang Hao who brought a beam of light to the black and white world of human beings. It was Tang Hao who gave them color, making them no longer numb and full of hope for the future!
So it doesn’t matter how the Wu clan bullies them, they can tolerate it!
After all, over the years, the human race has endured it step by step.
But they can't stand the Wu clan insulting their beliefs!
"Heh, I just said that these human races can't see their own status clearly."
"Look, it's only been a while now, but they actually dare to attack us."
A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the man from the Wu clan with a scar on his eyebrow, and he mocked lightly.
Another man with a totem painted on his face rubbed his wrist and raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, "I remember that the great ancestor only said that humans could not be slaughtered at will, but he didn't explain the rest, right?"
"Haha, I want to see if I break your hands and feet inch by inch, will your bullshit God show up to protect you?"
The coercion belonging to the immortal realm suddenly burst out, and the houses on both sides of the street began to make an overwhelmed creaking sound!
The group of humans standing opposite the three Wu clan men felt as if their bodies were suddenly pressed up a mountain, and their legs began to tremble!
Wangshu stood at the front of the crowd and was under the greatest pressure!
She, who had just reached the level of refining qi and becoming a god, could not help but tremble after only holding on for a moment!
boom!
The next moment, the spear plunged into the ground.
Wangshu held the spear body with both hands and struggled to hold himself back from kneeling down!
Traces of bright red kept flowing out from the corners of the mouth, dripping on the bluestone floor, which looked a bit dazzling!
As an innate creature, Wangshu couldn't bear the pressure of the three people, not to mention the humans behind her.
A series of numbing sounds of bone displacement continued to sound, but no matter how great the pressure on the body was, and how painful the bones in the body were being squeezed, none of these humans actually knelt down!
"With this little ability, you actually dare to yell at us?"
"Where's the arrogance just now? Take it out!"
Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the human race in front of them, the three of them laughed wildly like giants teasing ants on the ground.
However, they did not notice at all that Tang Hao, whom they regarded as a kinsman, was gradually filled with the aura of chaos.
For the first time since entering the prehistoric world, Tang Hao felt what anger was!
Looking at the three people in front of him with extremely cold eyes, the breath of God began to slowly return to his body.
"Three adults, please show mercy!"
Just when Tang Hao was about to reveal his true identity, a voice suddenly sounded not far away.
Several wisps of chaos and black-yellow gas had already poured out of his body, and Tang Hao looked in the direction of the sound with cold eyes.
But when he saw the person clearly, the coldness in his eyes instantly disappeared, and the aura on his body returned to its original state.
Not far away, I saw Zhisheng with a determined and vicissitudes of life running towards here, followed by three figures behind him.
A figure had bulging muscles all over his body, exuding a wild aura.
A figure carries a large bow on his back and has sharp and deep eyes.
There is also a pretty and cute little girl wearing a green skirt!
"leader!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of the Zhisheng family, the eyes of the humans behind Wangshu showed a hint of joy.
However, the expressions on the faces of the three Wu clan men did not change at all. In their eyes, the human clan leaders were still nothing more than ants.
However, when they saw the little girl behind Zhisheng, their expressions suddenly changed.
"Why is this damn Qingluan here again?!"
