I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

"Where is this place, why is His Highness here?"

"What is that thing?"

"I have met my father and my uncle!"

The nine Jinwu princes chattered non-stop in mid-air, talking to each other.

Soon, Jiuzi's memory is awakened by the appearance of Emperor Jun Taiyi.

Before, I was locked by Dayi's invisible arrow that carried the power of all things, and the scene of ending my short life was vivid in my mind.

Obviously he has already fallen, why is he standing here so well now?

Behind all this, what ulterior secret is hidden?

Thinking of this, the Nine Great Golden Crows subconsciously cast a seeking gaze at Di Juntai.

"Father will explain the reason to you after he returns."

"Now, let's thank the holy master together with the father!"

Di Jun walked up to the Nine Golden Crows in one step, and bent his waist in the direction of Lu Chen first.

The same is true for Taiyi on the side, both of them have serious expressions.

Seeing all this, the nine Golden Crows couldn't believe their eyes.

300 years ago, it was this holy master of the human race who made the monster race lose all face.

With Dijun and Taiyi's past style, they are bound to launch an attack on the human race at the most critical moment and completely crush the entire human race.

This kind of resolute and ruthless means should be the attitude of Dijun Taiyi.

Why now, instead of feeling a trace of anger from the two of them, there are a few wisps of admiration?

"Hurry up and salute the holy master!"

Dijun's scolding came, and the nine Jinwu princes didn't dare to think anymore, and bowed their heads in the direction of Lu Chen.

Whoosh whoosh!
It was also at this time that several figures galloped from the top of Buzhou Mountain and appeared in the human race category.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Bold monsters, if you dare to harm the holy master, don't blame me for being ruthless with the big ax in my hand!"

"What are you talking about, get ready to do it, get ready to do it!"

A thunderous roar resounded throughout, and when he turned his head to look, it was those famous great witches of the Wu clan.

Xing Tian, ​​Dayi and others were among them.

It turned out that they accidentally saw Emperor Jun Taiyi and the Nine Golden Crows appearing above the human race, and mistakenly thought it was a new attack launched by the monster race.

As the so-called enemy meets with special jealousy.

The appearance of Dayi immediately made the Nine Great Golden Crows feel like a thorn in their backs, wishing they could rush forward right now, dismember him into eight pieces, and tear his corpse into thousands of pieces!
"Although I don't know what method you used to resurrect, but if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

Dayi snorted coldly, the power of all things had begun to condense at his fingertips.

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

The nine golden crows did not flinch in the slightest, they stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Looking at the two sides who were in such a situation, Xihuang and Lu Chen looked at each other and smiled, both reading the helplessness in each other's heart.

If the three clans of humans, witches, and demons want to truly form an alliance, the biggest problem is still the new and old hatred between the two clans of Liches.

Unlike human beings who only have a lifespan of thousands of years, most of the witches and monsters have a long lifespan of tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

In a long life, the two sides are destined to witness one battle after another and bear in mind one hatred after another.

Under the constant accumulation of blood and hatred, the idea that the two races regard each other as mortal enemies has long been deeply ingrained.

Even if there are two people, Lu Chen and Xihuang, who want to forcibly modify the relationship between the two clans, it may be as difficult as climbing the sky!
"Calm down, Master has something to say!"

Xihuang spoke suddenly, instantly attracting the attention of both parties.

At this moment, no matter the monster clan headed by Emperor Jun Taiyi, the great witches of the witch clan, or the people of the human clan, all held their breaths and waited silently for Lu Chen to speak.

"Aren't you two Ancestors planning to show up?"

Lu Chen said to the empty area not far away.

"Hahaha, I really can't hide from the eyes of the holy master with this little trick of mine!"

After a burst of space fluctuations, the figures of Di Jiang and Hou Tu walked out together.

As the ancestor of space speed, Di Jiang's attainments in space, he claimed to be the second in the prehistoric world, and absolutely no one dared to claim to be the first.

Daozu Hongjun is no exception.

The small tricks in his mouth, in the eyes of ordinary people, are completely the supreme way involving the mystery of space.

And Lu Chen was able to use the Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation base, ahead of all the big Luo and quasi-sage powerhouses, and was the first to discover the traces of Dijiang, which is enough to show that he also has a not weak comprehension in the space.

"what?"

While everyone was waiting for Chase Lu's instructions, Houtu's light hey caught everyone's attention.

"Seventh sister, what's wrong?"

Di Jiang asked with some concern.

Ever since Houtu chopped off his six arms that day, his cultivation level has become unstable, and even his physical strength has dropped by half a level.

Knowing that Lu Chen was leaving the customs today, Di Jiang immediately took Houtu and wanted to ask the saint for help.

Unexpectedly, Di Juntai came here one step ahead of the two of them.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Di Jiang has been lurking in the space gap as before.

"Dare to ask the holy master, can this thing be called the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Hou Tu asked, pointing to the heart-like stone sculpture in the air.

Feeling the subtle changes in Houtu's body, Lu Chen slapped his thigh suddenly.

really!

Between the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Houtu Wuzu, there are inherently endless causal ties!
"Let's make an alliance first and then a little later."

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen turned his head and looked at Houtu with a serious expression, "I don't know if you can become a saint?"

Will you be sanctified?

Isn’t this nonsense, out of hundreds of millions of monks, who doesn’t want to be holy?

If the person who asked this question was someone else, let alone Hou Tu himself, even Dayi, Xing Tian and others standing beside her would not hesitate to tell that person what it means to eat food indiscriminately , the truth that words should not be said nonsense.

But the person who asked this question right now is a human saint, and it is Lu Chen who has turned countless impossible into possible!
"No one in the world wants to be holy, and the poor are no exception."

After thinking for a while, Houtu still chose to admit it openly.

Regardless of whether Lu Chen really has a way to sanctify herself, she has nothing to lose by admitting it.

"Father, is Lu Chen really so capable?"

The second Jinwu came over and asked in a low voice.

"With the means of a holy master, even you and nine other brothers can be resurrected. How difficult is it to become a saint?"

Di Jun continued without hesitation, "Also, all of you, from now on, you will call Fellow Daoist Lu Chen a holy master, understand?"

Faced with this question, the Nine Great Golden Crows who finally knew the true identity of the savior did not speak, but nodded silently.

At the same time, this was the first time they cast awe-inspiring gazes at Lu Chen.