Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

"How could it be a human race?"

"That kind of ant-like creatures, I wish Rong a foot, there are countless."

"It's just two-legged sheep. It's not that we Wu Clan have never eaten it. It is impossible for us to have a primordial spirit."

Zhu Rong and Gonggong laughed, they were very disappointed with Fuxi's statement.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu snorted coldly.

Obviously, he was disappointed.

Fuxi, didn't he come here to play with them?

"That's because you are eating less."

"The human race was transformed by the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Sanguang Shenshui."

"They are born with primordial spirits, and they are the darlings of the heavens."

"As long as you kill countless human races and extract the essence of their primordial spirits, you will surely have primordial spirits."

"Moreover, if a person is murdered, there must be resentment and evil spirit, and they can help you cultivate."

Fuxi said carefully.

Before he came, he had already consulted Nu Wa.

Although Nuwa felt that it was cruel, she agreed after Fuxi's persuasion.

The human race is just a means for Nuwa to become holy, so how can it be compared with her elder brother.

Daozu once said that a sage should not interfere with prehistoric affairs.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Nuwa didn't personally take action to snatch the primordial purple energy.

Nuwa agreed to help block Lao Tzu when the time comes.

After all, Laozi's human religion is based on the human race.

Seeing Fuxi with a murderous look on his face, the Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't help but feel chills down their spines.

This fucker is the real ruthless person.

"Fellow Daoist, can you give us a demonstration?"

Zhu Jiuyin felt that what Fuxi said made sense, and said after a moment of contemplation.

If what Fu Xi said is true, then he is the greatest ally of the Wu Clan.

"What's so difficult about this?"

"Pindao is ready."

After all, Fuxi's mana moved.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of human races appeared in Buzhou Mountain.

The human race has reproduced for tens of thousands of years, and the number of people has already exceeded trillions.

These hundreds of millions of human races are just a drop in the bucket.

"Just this kind of ants, I don't believe it."

Zhu Rong, with a simple mind and well-developed limbs, raised his eyebrows and said.

"That's still false."

"Practice."

Fuxi didn't care about the panic-stricken human race, and released his mana directly.

In an instant, all the primordial spirits of the hundreds of millions of humans were drawn out.

The pure essence of Yuanshen exudes a fragrance.

That fragrance is the origin of Tao.

Countless evil spirits suddenly rose, and the resentment of the human race followed.

The evil spirit and resentment are all integrated into the essence of the primordial spirit.

"These two-legged sheep can't be wasted."

"swallow."

Xuan Ming looked at the human race that had lost their vitality on the ground.

Immediately, she became very hungry.

These human races are nothing but blood food.

In an instant, a force appeared.

Those hundreds of millions of human races were all sucked into Xuan Ming's mouth.

"It tastes okay."

Xuan Ming licked his lips with a satisfied face.

On that ferocious face, there was a strange tinge of pink.

Sure enough, very satisfied.

Fuxi looked at this scene, he wanted to scold his mother.

This witch clan is too disgusting.

In front of his face, he devoured the human race.

Suppressing the sour water in his stomach, Fuxi handed over the refined human spirit to Di Jiang.

"Find a wizard and try."

"Your strength is too strong, and that little primordial spirit can't bear the evil spirit of the ancestral witch at all."

Hearing this, Di Jiang called a sorcerer from the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

I saw him integrate the essence of the primordial spirit into his body.