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

Suirenshi suddenly let out a roar.

"Tillions of people from the human race are all dead."

"You are crying here, get out of here."

"Get out of the ancestral land of the human race and see the blood shed by the heroes of the human race."

Impassioned, contains Suirenshi's grief and disappointment.

The third ancestor of their human race is still too fond of the human race.

They should be shown the blood spilled by their kindred.

"You two just keep an eye on them."

"If you are not a strong enemy, you should not protect yourself."

Suiren was a little tired, so he gave instructions to Youchao and Ziyi, and then walked to the depths of the temple.

The tens of billions of human races all walked out of the protective formation.

Before their eyes was a barren land.

The world seemed to be soaked in blood.

Bloody sand filled the sky, full of bloody smell.

Devastated everywhere, mountains and rivers shattered.

The shore of the East China Sea was originally a blessed land for the human race, but now it is extremely barren.

Human blood, witch blood, soaked the earth.

You can even see the tens of thousands of blood rivers flowing mightily towards the Nether Blood Sea.

"No!"

"The human race should be self-improving. I, Zhang San, must practice hard in the future and avenge this bloody sea."

A middle-aged man wiped away the tears from his eyes, full of fighting spirit.

"Add me, Li Si."

"And I."

"..."

After witnessing the cruel battlefield, the tens of billions of humans finally came to their senses.

The human race should be self-improving, not just talking empty words, but really working hard to practice.

With the end of this farce, the human race set off a frenzy of cultivation.

The one billion human race in Wuzhuang Temple was taken back to the ancestral land of the human race by the Suiren clan.

Today's human race has to start from scratch.

Martial arts, the way of golden core.

The strength of the human race is slowly recovering.

Everyone knows.

The root cause of this human catastrophe is that the human race is too weak.

Shouyang Mountain.

Eight Views Palace.

"My ancestor will leave first, thank you fellow daoist for your hospitality."

Taoist Mosquito said something, then turned and left.

Lao Tzu's face was gloomy, as if water was about to drip.

Nima's thanks for the hospitality.

Taoist Mosquito drank blood on his own, and I didn't even look him in the face.

Now that the catastrophe is over, Daoist Mosquito left.

In the catastrophe of the human race, Lao Tzu suffered heavy losses.

The Renjiao was directly expelled from the human race, and all luck was taken back by Kunpeng.

Big loss.

I feel very distressed.

"Nuwa, it's all your fault."

"Wait, Pindao will make you pay the price."

Lao Tzu's face was grim, he gritted his teeth and said.

If it weren't for Nuwa's obstruction, Lao Tzu would not have lost all the luck of the human race.

The karma between him and Nuwa was settled, but Lao Tzu was directly kicked out of the human race.

This business is a big loss.

Compared with Laozi, Nuwa's situation is not much better.

She only has one adult family luck left.

Nuwa's realm almost fell.

In order to re-stabilize her state, Nuwa entered the deep retreat of Wa Palace.

Yuanshi and Tongtian didn't respond at all.

Just in the meantime.

The Jiejiao disciples of Jinbie Island harmed the Donghai people.

In the end, Chen Beixuan, the Void Demon Dragon, sent out the Shui Clan to massacre hundreds of Tongtian's disciples.

Tong Tian was furious, but Chen Beixuan held him down and gave him a big stick.