"The leader...just now...that figure just now seemed to say that he was...a human race?"
Outside the ancient city of Luoshui, Ji Xuanyuan, who was standing on the ruins, finally came to his senses and asked a man next to him in a trembling voice: "How can my human race... be so powerful? "
It can be said that no matter whether it was the sudden manifestation of the true form of the ancestral witch before, or the subsequent confrontation between Luo Hu and Tang Hao, or even the previous phantom that looked like the World Tree, there was no previous figure that said that he was a human being brought to Ji Xuanyuan. What a shock!
At this time, in the ancient city of Luoshui, hundreds of millions of people looked up at the sky, and the words "Why I can't be a human" echoed in their ears.
Why can't it be a human race?
Is it because humans are born unable to practice?
Or are humans born humble?
No, as Shennong said, human beings are never born humble!
What Tang Hao didn't know was that his words had quietly planted a seed in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people in the ancient world.
A seed that longs to be strong, longs to no longer be humiliated, longs to be able to dominate the heavens like Tang Hao!
"That existence didn't say that he was from our prehistoric human race."
Although Shennong was shocked by the various visions in the world before, he quickly came to his senses.
Hearing Ji Xuanyuan's very unconfident inquiry, he smiled, his weathered eyes shining with the light of wisdom, "Maybe in other worlds, my human race is the protagonist of the world?"
After saying that, Shennong ignored Ji Xuanyuan, who still had a look of disbelief on his face, turned around and looked inside the city gate.
A small cauldron with a simple atmosphere around his waist swayed again, and it could be vaguely seen that there seemed to be some mysterious patterns engraved on it.
After Tang Hao regained his true form, the ancient city began to fall to the ground uncontrollably. The sacrifice formation was interrupted, and the thirty-six figures with scarlet eyes and filled with devilish energy fell toward the ancient city one after another.
Although the calamity cloud has stopped, the crisis for the Shennong clan has never been the sudden calamity.
"Sister Li'er, where is senior brother Xuan...Xuanfan?"
"He...will come back?"
On the other side, Su Wanwan finally came to her senses. Looking at the devastated surroundings, she subconsciously leaned towards Ao Li'er.
Tang Hao has disappeared now, and the only person she knows well is Ao Li'er.
"Sir will definitely come back!"
Before Ao Li'er could speak, Qing He on the side spoke first.
After the figure that towered over the world appeared before, she had fallen deeply into admiration for Tang Hao.
No matter when, her master of Qinghe is the most powerful!
After hearing Su Wanwan's obviously unconfident inquiry, she immediately replied firmly.
But after she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly looked towards the Luoshui ancient city like the Shennong family, "Sister Xuanming!"
Because Xuan Ming had already revealed his identity before, Qinghe no longer concealed his name for Xuan Ming.
During the more than three years in the wilderness, she and Xuan Ming had already established a deep relationship. Now that everything was settled, she thought of each other immediately.
Thinking of the painful expression on Xuan Ming's face before, a trace of worry flashed in Qinghe's eyes.
"Sister Xuanming, wait for me, I will come to save you right now!"
Muttering in his heart, Qinghe didn't bother to pay attention to Su Wanwan and Ao Li'er, and the small figure began to move towards the gate of the ancient city.
But the next moment, she was stopped by a figure.
"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?" Looking at the Shennong family who suddenly appeared in front of him, Qinghe frowned slightly and asked angrily.
Nowadays, many creatures along the Luoshui River have not yet recovered from the previous scene, so no one paid much attention to the scene that happened at the gate of the city.
Looking at the angry Qinghe, Shennong thought of what she had called the figure in the sky before, and her eyes flashed slightly, "Are you going to the city?"
"Nonsense!" Because she was worried about Xuan Ming's safety, Qinghe didn't talk too much with Shennong. After angrily replying, her body rose into the air and passed over Shennong's head in an instant.
"Chief...she!"
Seeing that Qinghe flew over Shennong's head without saying a word, Ji Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little angry.
As a result, before he could say anything else, Shennong suddenly waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.
"Xuanyuan, come with me into the city."
Looking deeply at Qinghe's disappearing back, Shennong suddenly showed a meaningful smile, "I still miss you after so many years."
It is clear that the human race is not out of danger yet, but for some reason, the Shennong family does not seem to be worried at all. From the moment he appeared until now, he exudes a calm and unhurried temperament.
Looking at the smile on Shennong's face, Ji Xuanyuan seemed to see the resolute figure who once led his people to overcome obstacles in a harsh environment.
"Yes! Chief!"
...
In Tai Sutian, looking at the terrifying thunder pool hanging above her head that no longer pressed down, Nuwa asked subconsciously.
Even though she was a saint, Nuwa still felt a little dreamlike and incredible at this time.
It can be said that the shock that this day brought to her is already worth countless years!
When the majestic figure struck down with her hand, Nuwa thought the prehistoric era was about to end!
This is not an exaggeration, but Nuwa’s intuition as a saint!
She had a vague feeling that the vast wilderness in Da Luo's eyes might be nothing more than a trinket that could be destroyed easily in front of that figure.
The look that was full of indifference and disdain before was really too heart-stopping. It wasn't sensual contempt, it was disdain from the depths of the soul.
Honghuang seemed to be so vulnerable in the eyes of the other party!
It turns out that is indeed the case.
Just one blow caused the entire prehistoric world to shake violently!
Even the entire void began to crack inch by inch!
The Three Thousand Avenues, which are beyond the reach of ordinary living beings, wailed, and a mysterious ancient tree with a leaf and a world appeared in the depths of the world.
Even the long river of time seems to have stopped flowing!
All these scenes that had never been seen before deeply shocked Nuwa's soul!
Now everything seemed to have settled, and Nuwa's high-spirited heart finally relaxed a little.
Looking at the thunder pool hanging outside the Wuji sky, which could easily destroy Daluo, she looked at a figure beside her and asked, "Senior brother, did your previous sound transmission... work?"
At this time, Tongtian no longer had the elegant temperament of the past. He stood in the void outside the Wa Palace, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura that people could not look directly at!
Perhaps feeling a huge threat, the Four Zhuxian Swords tightly surrounded Tongtian, vaguely forming an ancient sword array that could destroy everything.
Upon hearing Nuwa's inquiry, Tongtian slowly shook his head, and a wry smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"When I transmitted the message, fellow Daoist God had already launched an attack."
The implication is that the timing of his message was a bit late.
When Nuwa heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"Since it wasn't because of your transmission, senior brother, then...why did he stop?"
Can it be done without stopping?
Honghuang cannot withstand the second attack from fellow Taoist God!
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Tongtian recalled the will of heaven he had felt through the thread of cause and effect before. Even he couldn't help but feel a little numb.
"I don't know why fellow Taoist God stopped."
"But, I felt before that the way of heaven... seemed to have compromised with fellow daoist god!"
