blenderwars Chapter 201 Laozi and Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi makes a move
Chapter 201 Laozi and Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi makes a move
The ancestral land of the human race.
Countless human races fell to their knees.
They are praying to the Holy Mother and Nuwa of the human race.
"Greatly merciful Empress Nuwa, please save us."
"The human race was massacred by the witch clan, and it is about to be wiped out."
"Supreme Holy Mother, please save our human race."
Infinite sorrow sounded, but the Nuwa did not appear.
Helpless, hopeless.
An unprecedented sense of suffocation enveloped the hearts of every human race.
Seeing that Nuwa didn't respond, the human race prayed to Taiqing Laozi again.
But this is still in vain.
Whether it is Nuwa or Laozi.
They all abandoned the human race.
The human race never imagined it.
The Holy Mother of the Human Race and the leader of the Human Cult are fighting in the chaos at this time.
Beyond Chaos.
Space storms raged, and bursts of chaotic air tore the void.
Two figures stood in the chaos.
It is Laozi and Nuwa.
"Senior brother, why don't you go to my Wahuangtian for a sit-down."
"Junior sister will definitely serve senior brother well."
Nuwa seemed to be inviting Lao Tzu to spend the Spring Festival together.
However, the map of mountains, rivers and communities in his hand, the red hydrangea exudes a huge killing intent.
"Junior Sister, do you really have the heart to exterminate the entire family?"
Lao Tzu's expression was cold.
He originally wanted to save the human race, and then planned some human luck and heavenly merits.
Unexpectedly, Nuwa stopped him.
"Human race, that's just a tool for me to prove the truth."
"The massacre of the witch clan this time is of great importance. Brother, it's better to do it on your own, just watch the show quietly."
Nuwa felt that the power of luck in her body had weakened.
But she didn't panic at all.
The holy mother of the dignified human race, it will not be too late to plan these luck in the future.
Brother Fuxi's sanctification is the most important thing.
"Nuwa, the poor don't have to make a move."
"However, Junior Sister must come up with corresponding items in exchange."
Lao Tzu thought for a moment, stroked his long beard and said.
Nuwa created man and then became a saint.
Laozi established a human religion by relying on the human race, and only then did he become holy.
Laozi has a great cause and effect with the human race.
But Lao Tzu is the honor of a sage, so it doesn't matter if the cause and effect are not repaid.
Besides, he has already accepted Xuandu as his disciple.
In addition, Lao Tzu also has some karma with Nu Wa.
After all, this human race was created by Nu Wa.
"I understand."
"The way of heaven is above, if I don't take action in this catastrophe of the destruction of the human race."
"Then the karma between me, Nuwa, and him will be dissipated."
Nüwa swore directly to the Dao of Heaven.
In the next moment, the karma between Lao Tzu and Nu Wa disappeared.
"Junior Sister, please do it yourself."
Lao Tzu said something lightly, and then flew towards Shouyang Mountain.
The karma he owed Nuwa has dissipated.
Although his luck in the human race has been reduced by a few percent, it is not at all comparable to the karma with Nuwa.
People taught Lao Tzu, after all, he didn't make a move.
Benefits touch people's hearts, and it is inevitable in the prehistoric times.
Life is charcoal.
The witch clan raises the soldiers of the whole clan to deal with the weak human race.
One hundred orders and eight generals each led an army of one million witches and swept away the human race.
Wherever he went, all the people in the human tribe were slaughtered.
Men and women, old and young, are treated equally.
Especially the baby of the human race, that is the best blood food.
All human spirits were sent to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The huge and pure power of the primordial spirit made the ancestors and witches feel excited.
This is the general feeling of ascension to heaven, so beautiful.
The human race was brutally slaughtered.
The evil spirit of blood and resentment soared to the sky, soaring straight to the nine heavens.
Resentment can't dissipate for a long time.
That resentment aroused the calamity even more.
The Lich's calamity has reached its peak.
The aura of calamity is constantly accumulating, and it is about to explode completely.
The third ancestor of the human race.
They led three thousand martial sages to fly around.
The human race was scattered all over the wilderness, and they could only do their best to save their tribe.
In prehistoric places, resentment is rampant.
The human race complained that every day should not be done, and that the earth and the earth would not work.
They fled desperately, but they could not escape their opponents after all.
Among them, some great powers also acted to protect some human races.
Inside the camp of the Wu Clan.
The Twelve Patriarchal Witches and Fuxi showed joy on their faces.
After several days of massacre, they have harvested endless primordial spirit essence.
However, the overall number is not enough for the twelve ancestral witches and the one hundred and eight quasi-sage derived primordial spirits.
After all, they only killed tens of billions of human races, which is only one-tenth of the total number of trillions of human races.
The human race is scattered all over the wilderness, and it is still a bit difficult to hunt and kill.
Therefore, Fuxi gave Dijiang an idea.
That is to drive the human race to the coast of the East China Sea, and then wipe them all out.
The Twelve Patriarchal Witches admired Fuxi so much that they wished they could hold him in their arms and love him a lot.
at this time.
The Great Wu Chiyou came over.
He was scarred, covered with endless blood.
"Chi You, what happened?"
Di Jiang looked at Chi You with concern, a trace of shock emerged in his heart.
This Chi You, in the middle stage of the quasi-sage, was seriously injured by someone.
"Dijiang Zuwu, someone helped the human race. Dozens of Daluo Jinxians and thousands of Taiyi Jinxians of our Wu clan were all killed."
"Chi You has failed the great expectations of the ancestors and witches, please forgive him."
Chi You clutched his wound and half knelt on the ground.
It's all his fault, he underestimated the enemy, and that's why so many elite witches died.
"Who the hell dares to attack my witch clan?"
Di Jiang's face turned cold, and the other ancestor witches were also furious.
"Wuzhuangguan, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun set up a big formation and saved billions of human races."
"Not only that, they also killed dozens of Daluo Golden Immortals, a thousand Taiyi Golden Immortals, and hundreds of thousands of clansmen were all massacred."
"They also said that we witches should not get close to Wuzhuang Temple, otherwise we will be killed."
Chi You gritted his teeth and said viciously.
Zhen Yuanzi is a veteran quasi-sage with the strength of the late quasi-sage.
Hongyun is the middle stage of the quasi-sage, and the nine-nine scattered soul gourd is decisive in killing.
The two teamed up, and Chi You was powerless to stop them.
It was almost impossible for him to escape.
"Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun."
"You are really haunted."
Dijiang was full of murderous aura, the law of space suddenly appeared, and the aura of the quasi-sage peak swept the nine heavens.
These two people are the enemies of the Wu Clan.
Hearing this, Fuxi who was on the side was secretly delighted.
Since Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun had killed the Wu Clan army, Di Jiang would definitely go to suppress them.
It seems that this majestic purple energy can be obtained in advance.
"The third ancestors of the human race, they led three thousand martial saints to fight against our witch clan everywhere."
"Many human races were rescued by them and went to the coast of the East China Sea."
"Should we take action to suppress them?"
Chi You hesitated for a moment, then continued.
"The human race will be destroyed, and it's not time to close the net yet."
Fuxi reminded.
Only by sweeping the net can we avoid future troubles forever.
"Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, the two of you go to Wuzhuang Temple to suppress Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun."
"Others stand still and try not to contact the third ancestor of the human race."
There was a gleam in Dijiang's eyes.
Hong Yun is not yet ready to die.