The amount of merit points consumed depends on the clan's previous cultivation.

These more than 100 clansmen above the fairyland died outside, dying for the human race, and at this time of calamity, Li Luo decided to resurrect them.

"Human Ancestor!"

"Human Ancestor!"

As soon as Li Luo's words fell, all the clansmen began to cheer loudly.

"Ren Zu is going to use the resurrection power!"

Zhang Sanfeng and other group members were sitting in a corner of the hall, they were all taken aback when they heard the words, and then suddenly realized.

Ren Zu had resurrected Huang Rong's mother, Feng Heng, before, and they were lucky enough to meet once.

Now, after many years, I can see the magical power of resurrection again.

[Administrator] Zhang Daoren Wudang: "@everyone, the great calamity of the prehistoric world has opened, and our human race is not spared. At present, 110 and three clansmen above the fairyland have fallen, and the ancestors of Ren are about to use their supernatural powers to resurrect them! If Interested friends can enter the live broadcast room to watch Ren Zu cast spells!"

"Ding! Administrator Wudang Daoren Zhang started the live broadcast, click this link to enter the live broadcast room!"

Soon, after Zhang Sanfeng said something in the chat group, he started the live broadcast again.

"What, the calamity is turned on?"

When the group members saw Zhang Sanfeng's words, they were all shocked.

Measuring robbery, what is this?

Never heard of it before.

However, all the questions are kept in the bottom of my heart, and I will talk about it in the live broadcast room.

The next moment, streamers of light flickered in the Hall of Renzu, and all the group members entered Zhang Sanfeng's live broadcast room.

"Is this the Renzu Palace? I didn't expect such a tall palace!"

The moment Yingzheng opened his eyes, he found that he had come to the Hall of Renzu in the prehistoric world.

It is majestic, tall and majestic, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance, as if it is as big as a world.

"Sumina meson?"

Soon, a thought flashed through Ying Zheng's mind.

"That's right, the Renzu Palace looks like an ordinary palace from the outside, but in fact, the size of the inside is unimaginable!"

Zhao Linger on the side nodded and replied.

"Are these people all strong from the prehistoric human race?"

Yue Buqun and Qiao Feng looked around curiously, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden and everything she saw was so novel.

The location of everyone's place is a corner of the hall, at the edge.

And in front, there are figures sitting cross-legged, each of them exuding an extremely powerful aura, all of which are unfathomable.

At the highest point, that majestic, tall, dazzling, supreme and holy figure is none other than Human Ancestor.

"That's right, except for the clansman guarding the city, most of the strong are here!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and introduced to everyone: "The entire prehistoric human race, although the population is not very large, only about 15 billion people, but there are a lot of strong people!"

"Renzu has the strength of the sixteenth-order Eternal Daluo Realm. Renzu's wife Jiang Wang and Renzu's son Jiang Luowang are both in the Immortal Golden Immortal Realm!"

"There are also 36 powerhouses from the Profound Immortal Realm, more than [-] Celestial Immortal Realm experts, more than [-] Earth Immortal Realm experts, and more than [-] Celebrity Immortal Realm experts!"

"As for Under Wonderland, there are hundreds of millions!"

Stroking his beard, Zhang Sanfeng spoke proudly.

"Hiss, hundreds of thousands of experts from the fairyland?"

The members of the group couldn't help but click their tongues, this is really an unimaginable number.

Not to mention, there are also the existence of the land immortals, heavenly immortals, mysterious immortals, and golden immortals, as well as the human ancestor who transcended the long river of fate in time and space.

"By the way, dare to ask Daoist Zhang, what is measuring calamity?"

After a while, Qiao Feng asked aloud.

"Measure the calamity, according to Ren Zu, the matter in the world is constant, but the number of practitioners keeps increasing, the world will be unable to make ends meet, and catastrophe will come!"

"Measurable calamity is the calamity of the eternal world, which comes every 64 billion years!"

"When the calamity comes, all living beings will be involved! Those who survive will continue to enjoy a calamity time; if they cannot survive, they will be wiped out!"

Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while and replied.

"So that's the case, thank you Master Zhang for clarifying the confusion!"

Once in billions of years, that's too far away.

While Qiao Feng was shocked, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly expressed his gratitude to Zhang Sanfeng.

I don't know how long I can live. It's too ridiculous to think about these questions now.

"hiss!"

Yue Buqun gasped, terrified.

It turns out that immortals who live forever can't be at ease forever?

However, the meaning of measuring robbery is understandable.

After all, if there are always people who will live forever and occupy high positions, how will the people at the bottom get ahead?

This is by no means a good sign for the world as a whole.

It must be cleaned regularly to make room for the latecomers and make room.

This cycle continues, is a healthy world.

in the field.

"Come!"

Above the first place, Li Luo stretched out his hand, and the ancestral lamp on the altar behind flew into his hand.

The jade-like lamp gives people a heavy sense of security.

The bright yellow torch is still the same, exuding eternal faith.

Holding the ancestral lamp, Li Luo flicked his wrist lightly, and found out the true spirit imprints of more than a hundred clansmen who had fallen.

A white spot of light emerged from the ancestral lamp, looking like an illusory figure.

It was the first clansman to be killed and devoured.

Then, the second white light spot, the third, the fourth... light spots emerged and floated in front of Li Luo.

There are a total of 110 three.

This is exactly the imprint of the true spirit that Li Luo left on the clansman when he made the ancestral lamp.

As long as the true spirit is not broken by someone, it can be resurrected with the brand of the true spirit.

"Decree of our lord of humanity: Heroes of the human race, come back from the resurrection!"

Looking at the dots of brilliance in front of him, Li Luo sang softly.

The ancestral lamp in his hand shines brightly, and the power of merit is thrown into the torch, and the long river of human luck appears, and infinite power blooms immediately.

The prehistoric humanity showed its boundless power for the first time.

The sky and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed.

An illusory river of human luck crossed the distance of time and space, appeared from the sky, and descended.

The entire prehistoric world was shaken, the sun and the moon were shining together, and the stars were shining brightly.

Countless rays of light spread out in the sky, the congenital purple air travels three hundred million miles from the east, and countless lights descend from the sky, as if there is a strange fragrance wafting from the nostrils.

The immeasurable innate spiritual energy rolled, swept across the nine heavens and ten places, and gathered from all directions.

When humanity first came, visions appeared.

Under the gathering of infinite mighty power, the little brilliance in the Hall of Renzu changed drastically in an instant.

Under the gathering of immeasurable innate aura, he returned to the source, turned the void into reality, and began to condense his body.

With a little imprint of the true spirit as the foundation, and the power of merit as firewood, it ignites the fire of human inheritance, gathers the luck of humanity, and gathers together.

That bit of brilliance gradually grew bigger, and grew into a human-shaped light cluster.

Gradually, the outline of a person can be seen, but it is unreal.

Then, from fantasy to reality.

They gradually give birth to skeletons, flesh and blood, viscera, veins and blood vessels... It seems that layers of illusion are condensed into reality.

Under the watchful eyes of countless human race powerhouses, 110 three fallen human race powerhouses formed physical bodies, suspended in the hall, with their eyes closed.

"Come back soon!"

Li Luo yelled loudly, and the torch on the ancestral lamp suddenly lit up, and the illusory flames fell on the heads of the three 110 clansmen.

Suddenly, they opened their eyes.

"Meet the ancestors!"

After the 110 three clansmen opened their eyes, they looked around for a week, and found that they were in the Human Ancestor Hall, and they didn't know what happened.

Not long ago, they all received Ren Zu's summoning order, packed their bags, and prepared to return to the human race.

But the next moment, his eyes went black, and he fell into eternal darkness, without any consciousness anymore.

Right now, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he had already arrived in the Renzu Temple, and there was still a message in his mind.

They know that they are dead.

Then, he was resurrected by Ren Zu's great supernatural power.

They were all terrified in their hearts, if Ren Zu hadn't used supernatural powers, they might not even know they were dead.

"Let's sort it out!"

Li Luo just nodded slightly, and let them go down and sit down.

Just now, resurrecting the three 110 clansmen did not consume much merit, for him, it was just a drizzle.

He doesn't care about it at all.

Reviving the dead clansman is only the first step.

Finding revenge on the murderer is the key.

Although the human race is low-key and does not cause trouble, it does not mean that they are easy to bully.

People respect me one foot, and I pay back ten feet.

People don't offend me, I don't offend people.

If someone offends me, I will cut the grass and root it out.

After Li Luo's body was released, according to the image left by Zu Deng, he already knew that the murderer was Kunpeng from the Yaozu.

At the same time, I also know the cause and effect of the matter.

God, this is to drag humanity into the water!

"I order to activate the first level of combat readiness, and all the clansmen above the fairyland are ready to fight at any time!"

Li Luo suddenly stood up and said loudly.

He has already seen that the army of the second Lich clan has already rushed towards the territory of the human race.

...

Eight Views Palace.

Taiqing raised his head and looked in the direction of the human race, his eyes were indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations.

His lower head is a human youth, kneeling on the ground.

"I beg the teacher to save my human race!"

The young man's name is Xuandu, and he is from the second generation of human race.

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