Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

The prehistoric heaven!

Heaven.

In the court hall, Ying Zhao looked at the few cats and kittens in the hall where thousands of monsters used to come to pay homage, and was full of confusion.

Although the two tribes of witches and liches died together in the battle of Buzhou Mountain, and none of them survived.

But...

Even in the final decisive battle, the two tribes of witches and liches would never come out in full force.

The monster tribe is like this, and the witch tribe is also like this.

"Bai Ze, you are the smartest among us, what do you think my monster tribe should do next?" Ying Zhao asked Bai Ze who was standing aside.

Hearing Ying Zhao's words, Jiuying, Shangyang, and Guiche who were standing aside all looked at Bai Ze in confusion.

Bai Ze was silent.

The monster tribe that used to be so powerful in the prehistoric world, now only has five monster generals left to guard the heaven and the territory.

There are only a few dozen demon gods left under his command.

All five of them are quasi-saints, plus dozens of Daluo demon gods. To be honest, although they cannot be compared with the prosperous demon clan.

But in the prehistoric world, they are not a small force. In addition, the base camp of the heavenly realm has not been damaged much, at least it is enough to support the current demon clan.

But...

The belief of the two demon clans, Emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, fell, and the pillars of the demon clan, such as Empress Xihe, Demon Master Kunpeng, Emperor Xi Fuxi, etc., all died.

The demon clan... just like the confused Ying Zhao, lost their soul!

Before Bai Ze could speak, two extremely powerful auras suddenly enveloped the entire thirty-six heavens from outside the heaven.

"Enemy attack!"

"How brave!"

In an instant, the remaining demon clans in the heavenly realm were all furious regardless of their cultivation, and they set up demonic winds and black clouds to fly out.

Outside the heaven, there were two cultivators, one male and one female.

The man looked majestic, and he was angry without being intimidating. The strong dragon aura of the emperor was flowing around him. The woman wore a phoenix crown and looked elegant and noble.

Who else could these two be but Haotian and Yaochi?

Hanging in the air, Haotian and Yaochi looked at the distant heaven.

Although the scattered little monsters looked a little dilapidated, it could be seen that the foundation of this heaven was still very good.

Even though this was the lowest level of the thirty-six heavens, the two of them could not find too many problems with their eyesight cultivated in the Saint's Palace.

"This heaven is really a treasure land!" Haotian nodded with satisfaction.

"It's very good!" Yaochi was also satisfied.

Looking at the heaven, the two of them had already begun to imagine the future grandeur of the heaven.

As for the monsters in the heaven?

Neither Haotian nor Yaochi took them seriously.

After coming out of Ao Changsheng's Taoist temple, they immediately found a place to take two top-grade Huangzhongli.

The two were originally enlightened by Hongjun, and their cultivation was guided by Hongjun all the way. The solid foundation of their cultivation is almost the best in the prehistoric world.

Therefore, most of the Huangzhongli medicinal power was transformed into the potential of the two, allowing the two to reach the eleventh grade from the original tenth grade.

They are only one step away from the twelfth grade of the Tao.

Moreover, with the help of this opportunity, with the aura of catastrophe that permeated the prehistoric world at this time, the two of them worked hard and directly killed their own evil corpses.

At this time, both of them were quasi-saints who killed two corpses, and they were carrying several top-grade innate spiritual treasures given by Hongjun.

As for the remaining remnants of the demon clan, they did not take them seriously at all.

In the heaven, the angry demon gods and demon generals all appeared in front of the South Heaven Gate, looking at the man and woman hanging in the air outside.

The originally furious look gradually turned into solemnity.

"Cut the two corpses of the quasi-saint!" Bai Ze's solemn and low voice was accurately heard by every demon god and demon saint.

The demons who had guessed in their hearts were condensed, and even many of them showed fear in their hearts.

In the prehistoric world, except for the saints, no quasi-saint claimed to have cut off the three corpses.

The quasi-saint who cut off the two corpses was the absolute peak power in the vast prehistoric world.

Even in the peak period of the demon race, there were only five quasi-saints who cut off the two corpses, namely Di Jun, Tai Yi, Xihe, Kunpeng, and Fuxi.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my demon race heaven?" Ying Zhao stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Follow the decrees of Daozu and the saints!"

"The Heavenly Court is the orthodox of the prehistoric world. It should guide the prehistoric world and protect the operation of the Heavenly Dao and the prosperity of the prehistoric world."

"However, the demons are immoral and started a war without authorization. In the battle between the witch and the demon, they detonated the demon formation, causing the collapse of Mount Buzhou and almost overturning the prehistoric world."

"This heaven, the Heavenly Court, you demons are no longer worthy of ruling it." Haotian's voice resounded throughout the Heavenly Court, and at the same time, a majestic aura enveloped every demon's heart.

It made them tremble with fear.

"Impossible!"

The demon commander Shang Yang shouted in disbelief: "The decrees of Daozu, the saintsI don't believe the holy decree. The saint of my demon clan, Nuwa, will never agree to this."

"This is the decree of the saints. You should leave the heaven as soon as possible!"

Haotian ignored the demons who shouted that they didn't believe it, and a decree with a strong holy power appeared in his hand.

The several different holy powers emanating from it fully demonstrated that this decree was not established by a certain saint.

And among them...

The breath of the demon clan's 'saint' Nuwa made many demons despair.

"So what if he is a saint? This heaven is the heaven of my demon clan, and this heaven is also the heaven of my demon clan!" The furious voice of the demon commander Jiuying suddenly sounded.

"The Zhoutian Xingdou formation, start! "

Jiuying shouted, and his quasi-saint power poured into the Heavenly Realm Array without reservation.

Awakened by Jiuying's shout, the surrounding demon commanders and dozens of demon gods were unwilling, and poured their magic power into the Heavenly Realm Array with all their strength.

Instantly, the Heavenly Realm Array, which was originally only a hazy layer, suddenly became clear, and the starlight from the stars above the sky was continuously absorbed into it.

This Heavenly Realm Array was the Zhoutian Xingdou Array laid out during the heyday of the demon clan. Even if the demon clan was defeated at this time, there was the Heavenly Realm and the stars.

Their Heavenly Court would not be lost.

Feeling the protection of the familiar Zhoutian Xingdou Array, the originally panicked demons were all wrapped in a strong sense of security.

Everyone looked unyieldingly at Haotian, Yaochi and... the decree exuding holy power outside the Heavenly Realm.

"Hmph! Stubborn and unyielding. "

Haotian looked at the unyielding demons and snorted coldly, and directly activated the decrees of the saints in his hand.

Then, a vast force that could not be described in words emerged from the decree and swept towards the heaven.

The demons touched and wrapped by the force all disappeared directly in the heaven.

In just a moment, the great force enveloped the entire thirty-six heavens of the heaven.

All the monsters, whether small or big, or the Great Luo Demon God Quasi-Saint Demon General, disappeared without a trace at this time.

Of course...

The saints, who were proud of their status, would not wipe out the remnants of the demon clan. They just drove these monsters out of the heaven and sent them into the prehistoric world.

Looking at the empty heaven, Haotian and Yaochi entered together and began the road to rebuild the heaven.

At the same time.

The prehistoric underworld.

The saint Nuwa and Pingxin appeared outside the six reincarnations.

"Sister Nuwa, the witch and lich era has not ended yet, and the breath of catastrophe permeates the prehistoric world. Do you really want Fuxi to reincarnate into the human race at this time?" Houtu said with a little puzzlement.

"Yes!"

Nuwa nodded, and a hazy light flew out of her hand, flying towards the human path in the six reincarnations.

"Only during this period of confusion of the human race, leading the human race to rise, defeating the witch and lich, and defeating the prehistoric races, can you be called the emperor of the human race! "

Nuwa looked at the true spirit of Fuxi with a look of expectation in her eyes.

On the side, Pingxin raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard about defeating the lich.

Although she was no longer a witch, Pingxin still felt uncomfortable when she heard Nuwa's words, and said softly.

"Sister Nuwa, although the human race is the protagonist of the next era, this era still belongs to the lich. It is not so easy to dominate the prehistoric world in this era. "

"It is because it is not easy, so we have to do it at this time..."

Nuwa looked at the true spirit of Fuxi who had entered the reincarnation, and turned her right hand. A small world appeared in Nuwa's hand.

In this small world, hundreds of millions of human beings were scattered into countless tribes and lived there. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, and it was extremely peaceful.

Suddenly...

In that small world, countless points of light kept flying out from it, spreading out, filling up half of the six reincarnations.

"These are..."

Pingxin was startled, looking at the true spirits all over the sky, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"These are the true souls of the human race! "Nuwa said softly.

"It contains all the first generation of human beings, and most of the first five generations of human beings... Although the first generation of human beings have lost their physical bodies, the first generation of human beings' souls..."

Nuwa did not continue, but a smile gradually appeared on her face.

Ping Xin on the side was a little silent.

As a saint, she could naturally see the talents of these souls.

Although most of them were ordinary human souls, the number of souls of the first five generations of human beings was definitely not small.

Add to that the large number of ordinary human souls reincarnated, and the number and quality of the human race will definitely usher in a big explosion.

The rise of the human race has already begun.It is unstoppable!

She naturally recognized the source of the small world in Nuwa's hand. It was the barrier that Nuwa set up around the human race to protect the human race tens of thousands of years ago.

But...

Who would have thought that Nuwa would have left a backhand at that time.

"Sister Nuwa can see far!" Pingxin said faintly.

Hearing Pingxin's words, Nuwa turned her head and smiled, and said softly: "Sister, I am the first saint to become a saint after Master Hongjun."

Hearing Nuwa's words, Pingxin was slightly startled and remembered it.

Nuwa became a saint a thousand years before Laozi, the second saint.

In that thousand years, in the prehistoric world, there was only Nuwa, a saint, except Hongjun Daozu, who was in harmony with the way of heaven and ignored worldly affairs.

Although a thousand years is short, Pingxin is also a saint, and naturally knows how the saints use it. A thousand years is enough to arrange countless backhands.

Thinking of this, Pingxin's eyes looking at Nuwa also changed slightly.

However, she and Nuwa are allies at this time, and Nuwa being strong is naturally not a bad thing for her.

Besides, isn't it just a back-up plan?

It's like no one has it.