Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

Some geniuses made him admire.

One of them, who was only over fifty years old from birth to now, has already proved to be a golden immortal. Looking at the prehistoric world, even some innate gods can't compare.

With a large base of practice for the whole people, geniuses will naturally emerge in endlessly, and even many talents against the sky will be born.

The human race is prosperous and prosperous, but the witch race is gloomy.

In the ancestral witch hall.

"The birth rate of our witch clan is too low. It has been 150 years since then, but the total number of offspring born is no more than [-]. After a thousand years, we will definitely not be able to return to the peak state!" Xuanming Zu Wu spoke first.

"So few?" Zhu Rong was surprised. "If this continues, if there is another big war, the number of our witch clan will probably drop to a terrible level. This is no way!"

"In the millennium, we will definitely have an epic battle with the monster clan. Although the number of clan members cannot change the situation of the battle, if there are too few, I am afraid that the clan will be wiped out!" Zhu Jiuyin sighed, "In the past, we could still fight against the ancestral witch. The palace gave birth to the Wu Clan, but now, it can only rely on reproduction, if anything happens, my Wu Clan may be...!"

He didn't go on, but they all understood.

"What are you afraid of? With our strength, we can summon the real body of the Father God, and we can easily kill the monster race!"

Zhu Rong is confident.

"No!" The old emperor Jiang shook his head, "In the first battle, the Taoist ancestor blocked each other and set a thousand-year period. With his ability, the monster clan will definitely grow stronger, and we will not let us dominate. Otherwise, it would be useless to stop it at the beginning It makes sense!"

"What should I do?"

Zhu Rong said loudly.

All are silent.

They couldn't be more clear about the situation of the Wu clan.

The birth rate is too low and too low, and the last war caused too much loss, and it will be a great achievement to recover in a thousand years.

"My tribe is closer to the human race!" Zuwu Houtu suddenly said, "I have observed that the human race's reproduction is more than ten thousand times that of our witch race. If there is no restriction on the combination of men and women, five children can be born within ten years." Six babies."

"Human race? Weak and weak, a random warrior from our witch race can destroy a city of human race!"

Zhu Rong disdains.

"But they reproduce quickly. If my witch tribe had this ability, I'm afraid it would have truly unified the prehistoric world." Hou Tu said, "My tribe has more exchanges with the human race, but there are witches and humans who combine and give birth to babies. The chances are very high, although it is not as good as that of the human race, it is far superior to our Wu race, and most of them can stimulate the blood of the Wu race."

"This is tarnishing the noble blood of our witch clan!"

Zhu Rong was furious.

"We inherit Pangu Father God, the blood is supreme, how can it be defiled? The human race is humble, how can it be compared with us?"

Gonggong also shook his head.

"If the inheritance is cut off, can you bear the responsibility?"

Xuan Ming interjected, with a tough tone.

"My witch clan, how can I cut off the inheritance?"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly.

"At the beginning of the sky, a clan of fierce beasts spread all over the prehistoric lands, and ended up dying. Even if there were still some left, they could only survive and dare not take the lead. How powerful were the dragon, phoenix, and kylin clans at the beginning? What happened? The dragon clan lived in the East China Sea. The strong; the phoenix clan is withered, it is hard to see; the unicorn clan, there are even fewer left." Zhu Jiuyin said deeply, "Now we are fighting with the monster clan, the outcome is really unpredictable! Sanqing, the second sage of the West, Nuwa , they don’t want to see us strong. After all, they established a sect and need to inherit it. We are here, blocking their holy path. There is also Taoist ancestor, who obviously favors the monster race. After a thousand years, can we really win?”

"With the strongest posture, prepare for the worst!" Di Jiang finally decided, "Sister Houtu, your tribe will fully intermarry with the human race."

"it is good!"

The back soil should go down.

Shouyang Mountain, the ancestral hall of the human race.

"Holy Master, the Houtu Tribe and our Human Race are fully intermarried. Look, do you want to stop it?"

After Suirenshi got the news, he came to seek Chu Yang's opinion.

"Ignore it!" Chu Yang said, "The millennium is here, which is the time when the Wu Clan will be in great trouble. At that time, let's see if they are still superior?"

"I really hope that all twelve ancestor witches will die!"

The Suiren clan has long been dissatisfied with the Wu clan.

But in the prehistoric land, he really didn't dare to confront the Wu Clan.

"almost!"

"It's really fast!"

"Where's fellow Daoist Guangming?"

Chu Yang asked.

"Everywhere in the world, he has written books and preached the law. His reputation now is very big!"

Suiren laughed.

The so-called human world is between people.

"As long as it is good for our human race, let him go!"

Chu Yang smiled.

"That's the reason!"

Suiren brushed his beard green.

In the endless sky, on the lunar planet.

It's deserted and clear here, and the rich air of Taiyin has become the essence.

In the center, there is a ten thousand zhang tall spiritual root, which is the laurel tree, one of the top ten spiritual roots in the wild.

Under the laurel tree, there is a palace named Guanghan Palace.

In the palace, Xi He sat silently, looking lonely.

Back then, she had a good sister here, who has been with her for thousands of years, but after a great battle, not only all ten sons died, but even her sister was lost at the hands of the Wu Clan.

"Hou Yi, the Wu Clan...!"

Thinking of the pain, Xi He gritted his teeth.

Her eyes were dark, piercing through the nine heavens, and her eyes of hatred kept staring at Hou Yi.

"A thousand years, a thousand years, it's too long!"

"I want revenge!"

"Avenge the murder of the son first!"

"But how can we kill Hou Yi?"

After the Great War, she did not return to Heaven, but came here, looking down at the prehistoric world and staring at Hou Yi.

Her heart was already filled with hatred.

It's a pity that her only reason prevents her from coming to the wild land.

With her cultivation base, once she appears, she will definitely alarm the Wu Clan. At that time, let alone revenge, I am afraid that she will not be able to return.

"Witch Clan combined with Human Clan?"

"Is it just in case of inheritance?"

"Houyi actually sits at the junction of man and witch!"

"Yin and Yang combine, and humans and witches multiply!"

"Houyi, Houyi!"

Her eyes lit up suddenly, she stretched out her hand, and pulled out a ray of innate essence from the laurel tree: "Sister, you only have this strand of essence left, even if you are conceived in the laurel, you don't know if you can give birth to spiritual wisdom again. It's better, it's better...!"

She looked grim and hesitant.

"Sister, if you were alive, you would definitely be willing!"

Xi He trembled all over, and finally gritted his teeth.

Swah...!

She left the Lunar Star, traveled through the nine heavenly winds, came to the outer sky, and landed outside the Nuwa Palace.

"Tianhou, the empress knows you are coming, please follow me!"

The maid waiting outside led Xi He inside.

"Tian Hou, what's the matter?"

Nu Wa sat on the cloud bed, her body was filled with chaotic light, she opened her eyes and looked at Xi He.

"Sister, please make the decision for me!"

Xi He's eyes turned red, and he said aggrievedly.

"Sister, tell me what's going on first!"

Empress Nuwa sighed in her heart and asked Xihe to sit down.

"I want revenge!"

Xi He told her plan.

"You really want to do this?"

Empress Nuwa frowned, a little displeased.

"This is the only way I can think of, please ask my sister to make the decision for me!"

Xi He bowed down.

"Sister doesn't have to be like this!"

Empress Nuwa hurriedly helped her up, she took out the red hydrangea, pulled out a red thread from it, and said again, "I don't agree with you doing this, after all, the millennium will come soon, and once Chang Xi's strand of origin is reincarnated , I'm afraid there will never be a chance to recover!"

"Wait any longer, I will be enchanted!"

"Well, it's up to you!"

Empress Nuwa's tone was cold.

She cut the red silk thread into two sections, one part of which was integrated into Chang Xi's original strand, and after being captured, it entered the human tribe; the other part, thrown away, descended on the prehistoric land and integrated into Hou Yi's body.

"Go ahead, after more than ten years, you will see for yourself!"

Empress Nuwa waved her hand.

"Thank you sister!"

Xihe retreated.

In the Nuwa Palace, the empress sighed: "Back then, I had the best relationship with Chang Xi. But now, I have lost the last chance to reincarnate as a human, for Chang Xi, alas...!"

Sigh faintly.

Even the honor of a saint can't change something.

Sixteen years later, when Hou Yi passed by a human town, he saw a young girl.

The eyes of the two met, and for a moment, they were infatuated.

Chapter 949 The Terrible Curse

On the banks of the Chang River, Crescent Moon Village.

A man and a woman stared at each other, and for a moment, their hearts trembled, with an inexplicable feeling.

"What's your name?"

Hou Yi asked.

His voice was softer than ever.

"I'm Chang'e, how about you?"

Chang'e's voice was as soft as water, and even though her cultivation was good, she still lowered her forehead, and a blush appeared on her face.

With every word and every word, they gradually became acquainted, and in a day or two, they developed feelings.

Hou Yi built a house on the other side of the long river and settled down.