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

An elder of the Shenshi tribe looked sad, and he rushed towards the Wu tribe army.

But soon, he was torn into pieces and became the blood food in the mouth of the witch.

"You massacre my human race like this, the human master and human ancestor will not let you go."

For a while, the Shenshi tribe cried and cursed one after another.

The miserable voice startled countless monsters and spirit birds.

Even if this human race has martial arts cultivation, some of them still practice the way of golden core.

But compared to the Wu Clan who have been in the wild for countless years, it is not a star and a half.

Most of their cultivation bases are below Xuanxian.

Some of them didn't even reach human immortality, so they were naturally no match for the highly cultivated Wu Clan army.

In just a few moments, hundreds of billions of human races were slaughtered.

Da Luo Jinxian, who went to chase those dozens of Wu Zuns, has returned.

In the Shenshi tribe, no one escaped.

Blood flowed like rivers, but there were no human corpses on the ground.

All of them had their souls extracted, and then they were devoured by the Wu Clan army.

And after the Wu Clan army devoured the Human Clan, their cultivation level went a step further.

There is nothing like this in purgatory on earth.

Hundreds of billions of living beings were shattered.

Everything is due to the fact that the cultivation of the human race is too low.

In the prehistoric world, being weak is the original sin.

"The ant-like race barely has a little effect."

"Brothers, set off immediately and slaughter the clan."

"Suck out his soul, devour his flesh and blood."

Wu Shan looked at the blood-soaked ground and was very excited.

The tragedy of the Shenshi tribe is just a microcosm of the catastrophe of the human race.

Things like this are happening everywhere in the prehistoric world.

Under the leadership of the quasi-sage great witch, countless armies of the witch clan are invincible.

In just a few days, hundreds of trillions of human races have been poisoned.

The Wu Clan set out to conquer the prehistoric human race.

Countless powerful eyes are on the battlefield between the human race and the witch race.

The next moment, they shook their heads regretfully.

This is a one-sided massacre.

Countless human races died, causing the luck of the human race to plummet.

However, although the number of this luck has decreased, the vitality contained in it has gradually increased.

The dragon among men, the protagonist of Destiny.

Only by approaching death can one understand the true meaning of life.

Do not break, do not stand, break and stand.

The human race should be self-reliant.

This is reflected in the hearts of every surviving human race.

Hatred, anger, all to no avail.

Only by practicing hard and strengthening one's strength can one soar in the sky.

"The way of heaven is unfair. I hate that my human race will suffer such a catastrophe."

"Since the human race was born, they have kept themselves safe and followed the sky. How can this witch race take action against the human race?"

Shouts of grief resounded through every human tribe.

The human race never thought that such a catastrophe would befall them.

This is really a disaster.

Human race is decreasing rapidly.

The Wu Clan army showed no mercy, they were like killing machines.

Wherever he went, the blood flowed into rivers, and no grass grew.

The ancestral land of the human race.

Kunpeng, Bai Ze, and the three ancestors of the human race looked ugly.

"Human teacher, please take action and save my human race."

Suiren's face was full of anger, he was full of hatred for the Wu clan.

"I am the teacher of the human race, of course I will not let the witches slaughter my human race."

"Suiren clan, each of you leads a thousand martial saints to save the human race in the prehistoric east."

Kunpeng ordered, he could not sit idly by.

There are only [-] martial saints in the human race, and [-] of them are concentrated in the ancestral land of the human race.

As for the other thousand, they were still massacred by the Wu clan army in various places in the wild.

"On the coast of the East China Sea, the ancestral land of the human race, the Twelve Patriarch Wu will definitely come here to kill the human race."

"My seat and Bai Ze sit here."

"You guys, don't love to fight. After one month, you must gather here."