Hong Huang: I, Styx, stepped on the way of heaven and suppressed all beings

Demon Court.

"Why does the emperor suddenly have heart palpitations?"

"Could it be that there is something wrong with Little Golden Crow?"

Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes.

Through the endless clouds, he looked at Tang Gu.

There was no movement in the formation, and the Golden Crow should be fine.

"Forget it, anyway, Master said they are fine, so it's okay."

"I haven't seen Xi He for a long time. Go and sit with her."

Di Jun showed a wretched smile.

East China Sea coast.

Terran territory.

Eleven golden crows pierced the sky.

The mighty Golden Crow is covered in flames, like a miniature sun star.

All the golden crows flapped their wings and fought with each other in a carefree manner.

Flying above the sky for a long time.

Overlooking the picturesque prehistoric land.

The Eleventh Golden Crow was so excited that it began to fly at low altitude.

What they didn't notice was that the infinite sun's real fire was falling on the earth.

If the Golden Crows are having fun, then the human race on the shore of the East China Sea will be miserable.

Even though the human race has practiced for tens of thousands of years, their strength is still not strong.

The three races of the human race have broken through to the early stage of quasi-sage.

In addition, the human race does not have the power of a martial saint (Da Luo Jinxian).

The hundreds of martial arts powerhouses at the core are currently only Martial Masters, equivalent to the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Most of the nearly trillions of people of the human race have not yet reached the realm of earth immortals.

Nuwa created human beings, the first innate human race, with the best aptitude and heels.

As for the descendants of the human race born through reproduction later, the aptitude of one generation is not as good as that of one generation.

Therefore, although the base of the human race is large, the backbone is insufficient.

On the [-]th, the Golden Crow entered the prehistoric land.

Exudes endless sun true fire.

They only cared about playing, and didn't care about the feelings of the ant-like human race.

The magic power of the human race is weak and cannot withstand the burning of the real fire of the sun.

Many human races lost their vitality under the intense roasting.

Except for the first time.

The river evaporated and dried up, the beasts turned into dry bones, and the herbs ignited a raging flame.

The food source of the human race was also cut off.

Those human races with the lowest cultivation base were not burned to death, but also starved to death.

The corpses are everywhere, the stench is smoky, and the plague breeds from it, which can be described as miserable.

Honghuang is a dark forest.

Everything is competing for life, and if you don't pay attention, it will turn into dregs.

The ancestral land of the human race.

The third patriarch of the human race led the patriarchs of the various human tribes, and they were discussing, and the discussions were noisy and harsh.

"The prince of the monster clan, who acted recklessly and burned so many of our clansmen to death, must be severely punished."

"Also ask the third ancestor to take action and suppress the rebels."

A middle-aged man was impassioned, gritted his teeth, and said angrily.

"The monster clan is powerful, we can't afford to mess with it."

"Not to mention the two races of humans and demons, Da Luo Jinxian and above are not allowed to make a move."

"The third ancestor is the quasi-sage. If the Eleventh Golden Crow is suppressed, it may cause a war between the human race and the monster race."

An old-looking human elder was worried.

Compared to the complete breakup of the monsters, the disaster caused by the eleven Golden Crows is just a trivial matter.

Kunpeng, the master of the human race, is a member of the monster race.

It is because of his existence that the human race can travel across the entire prehistoric eastern continent in ten thousand years.

Moreover, during the continuous migration of the human race, the monster race also made great concessions.

A certain balance has been faintly reached between the two races.

If you act rashly, the human race will only face the disaster of genocide.

As soon as these words came out, the anger in everyone's hearts gradually calmed down.

The backstage of Eleven Golden Crow is the entire Yaozu.

Emperor Jun Taiyi has great powers of cultivation.

In the human race, only Kunpeng, the master of the human race, and the three ancestors of the human race are the most powerful.

Even, Kunpeng would not help the human race at all.

Even if they make a move, the human race's chances of winning are not great.

To put it bluntly, it is suicidal.

"Since this is the case, let hundreds of warriors go to drive away the Eleven Golden Crows and drive them out of the prehistoric east."

"Remember, don't hurt their lives, drive them away, remember."

Suirenshi thought for a moment, then gave the order.

Hundreds of Martial Venerables dispatched together are enough to deal with Eleven Golden Crows.

The order was prohibited, and the hundreds of people immediately dispatched, and quickly found the Eleven Golden Crow.

"Prince of the Monster Race, please leave the Great Desolate Continent as soon as possible."

"If you are stubborn, we can only attack you."

The Golden Crows were having a great time playing, when a voice interrupted them.

Everyone looked, and there were hundreds of Taiyi Golden Immortals in the sky.

The human race doesn't seem to be that weak.

The Golden Crows muttered in their hearts.

No matter, let's fight first.

The Golden Crows were very excited, they were all militants.

Perfectly inherited the blood of Dijun and Taiyi.

Since its birth, the Eleventh Golden Crow has not experienced a hearty battle.

"As long as you can defeat us, we will naturally retreat."

"Come on, brothers, protect sister Taixi."

The golden flames on the body of the Great Golden Crow boiled, and the sharp pupils flashed.

Following his order, all the Golden Crows took the initiative to attack.

Especially Taixi, her cultivation base is the highest, so she rushed to the front naturally.

"kill!"

Seeing this, all the people had to do it.

Hundreds of Martial Venerables spread out their postures and gradually formed a battle formation.

On the battlefield, the fighting spirit was soaring, and the word "Wu" condensed out.

The golden words exude a terrifying aura.

This word is not the pattern of heaven, nor is it a demon script, but a real Chinese character.

Of course, only this one word.

Among the prehistoric times, the most popular characters are demon characters.

The sun is really hot.

Martial arts supernatural powers.

The two forces are entangled together.

Eleven Golden Crows are physically tyrannical, and their cultivation bases are all in the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In terms of one-on-one, none of the Wu Zun present was an opponent of Jinwu.

But in group battles, facing a ten-fold power disparity, Eleven Golden Crows have nothing to do.

"Death to me."

The third Jinwu couldn't restrain the impulse in his heart.

I saw him spread his wings and fly high, and the real fire of the sun kept gushing out.

The terrifying temperature made the mouths of the people present dry.

Infinite waves of fire struck towards the Martial Lords.

"Martial arts, Immortal!"

"Human race, immortal."

Shouts of hysteria resounded through the sky.

Immediately, a spear of war condensed out, containing endless magic power.

brush!
The spear was thrown instantly.

I flash!

The third child felt a life-and-death crisis instantly.

Immediately, he used the technique of turning the golden crow into a rainbow to dodge it.

The next moment, the spear pierced through his wings.

flashed.

Did not get out of the way completely.

Blood was dripping, and the golden blood was sprinkled on the prehistoric land.

puff!

The third child spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Third brother!"

"Third Brother!"

The other Golden Crows immediately flew towards the third child and surrounded him to protect him.

The third child of the Golden Crow felt his blood boiling instantly.

It was as if the body had been hollowed out.

Seeing this, the Eleventh Golden Crow also looked ugly.

In the first battle, the third child of the Golden Crow was seriously injured.

"withdraw!"

The Big Golden Crow led the other Golden Crows to retreat strategically without any hesitation.

In a blink of an eye, Eleven Golden Crow flew away and disappeared.

Hundreds of human warriors did not pursue them either.

Their purpose has been achieved.

Those golden crows had already left the prehistoric east and flew in another direction.

That direction is Buzhou Mountain.