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The Great Desolate Continent.

This time, the three races of human liches fought for less than a thousand years, and the losses of the three races were not light.

Strictly speaking, the witch clan is better, at least one ancestor witch left behind, the eleven ancestor witches and the great witch Xiangliu died, and the rest of the great witches did not die.

In addition, the tens of millions of witches did not lose much, so the witches only lost their top combat power, and their overall strength declined.

However, the way of heaven is destined, the ancestral witch of Houtu needs to reincarnate in order to make up for the incompleteness of Pan Gu's creation of the world.

After the calamity was over, the Taiqing sage personally went to the Wu clan, and he spoke with Houtu clearly.

In this way, Houtu left the foot of Zhou Mountain with the rest of the Wu Clan, and went to the land of Jiuyou in the depths of the mainland, which is considered to have withdrawn from the Great Desolation Controversy.

But the rest of the monster race and human race were really in bad luck.

Although the monster clan's casualties were not particularly heavy, the high-level combat power was completely annihilated. From top to bottom, the two demon emperors, demon queens, demon masters, and emperor Xi, a total of five quasi-sages were killed.

It also lost 360 five Taiyi Realm Demon Kings and [-] Golden Immortal Realm Demon Generals, and the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation was also lost.

Only Lu Ya, the tenth prince of the demon emperor, ten demon commanders of the Great Luo Realm, and tens of millions of demon kings and generals remained.

After the calamity was over, Nuwa visited Tiangong in person, brought all the monster races to Wahuang Palace, and left Tiangong to the next Emperor of Heaven.

In this way, the Yaozu can be regarded as having withdrawn from the Great Desolation Controversy, becoming a hermit clan like the dragon, phoenix, and kylin clans in the last calamity.

As for the human race, after a joint slaughter by the two Lich clans, they were almost killed to the point of annihilation.

Back then, when Nvwa kneaded earth to create human beings and became holy, the number of newly born human races was the number of Yuanhui, 12 people.

After millions of years of development, the number of human races has exploded to nearly [-] billion. It is so high-spirited, so prosperous, and has the potential to be the protagonist of the world.

However, when the three ancestors of the human race, a group of elders, and ordinary people were united and full of confidence, they either moved mountains and cut thorns, or opened up wasteland to control bad waters, and spread the fire of the human race across most of the wild continent, creating a new human race. When the tribes joined hands to build a beautiful homeland for the human race, the Lich clan suddenly came to kill them.

Although the coalition forces of the two races are only in the tens of millions, how can the human race resist their strength?

Wherever this road passes, everything is killed, burned and looted, not only that, but also the soul of the human race is taken, and the blood of the human race is drained.

The prosperity of the human race has received a blow, like a bird's nest that is about to be overthrown, almost in danger of being overthrown, and only a few hundred million people have been killed.

You know, there were nearly a hundred billion human races before, and after this catastrophe, it can be said to be one in a million.

Fortunately, Daoist Yuanzi of Wuzhuangguan Town, Wanshou Mountain extended a helping hand, and the third ancestor of the human race and other high-level soldiers took the lead in fighting the enemy bravely. Only then did Li Changsheng, the holy father, come to support him. It is really going to be exterminated by the dead!

Next, the Holy Father of Longevity invited four strong human races from the Hunyuan Daluo Saint Realm to force the two clans of the Lich to fight, and wiped out all their high-level forces. Luck is soaring, and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

The gate of Guan was opened, and Zhen Yuanzi led his disciples to send off the third ancestor of the other family.

"The Taoist priest blesses you with great kindness. My human race will never forget it. I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for the Taoist priest and worship it from time to time!"

The third ancestor of the human race brought all the clansmen together to bow to Zhen Yuanzi to thank Zhen Yuanzi for his help and protection.

After leaving Zixiao Palace, the third patriarch gathered the remaining clansmen and rushed to Wuzhuang Temple to thank Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi for his benefactor.

At this time, after thanking them, they will go back to rebuild their homes, recuperate, and redevelop their clansmen.

"Renzu is too polite, there are many disciples of the human race under my sect! Seeing the suffering of the human race, how can I stand on the sidelines?"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and said with a smile on his face.

Although this move risked offending Saint Nuwa and the Lich clan, but the Lich clan has lost their power, so don't worry about it.

However, it is a very cost-effective deal to make friends with the human race, the protagonist of the world, which is a calamity of calamity. It will be convenient for preaching in the future.

Zhen Yuanzi had already made up his mind to embrace a certain golden thigh, and he was no longer afraid of this and that as before.

"I won't bother the Taoist priest, so I will leave!"

After saluting again, the third ancestor of the human race left with all his clansmen.

Time waits for no one. The human race has no time to waste. It takes time to rebuild their homeland. It will take time to restore the scale before the war.

After traveling for several years, the human race finally returned to their ancestral land, Shouyang Mountain where they were born.

At the foot of Shouyang Mountain stands a tall ancestral temple, which enshrines the human saint Mother Nuwa Empress and the Holy Father Changsheng Daochang.

Under the ancestral temple are the stone houses of the clansmen, and one tribe after another in the distance.

It's just that the ancestral land at this time is bleak, with almost only ruins left.

"Meet the Holy Father of Longevity!"

Returning to the ancestral land, the third patriarch suddenly found out that the Holy Father of Longevity had been waiting for a long time, and they rushed forward to pay their respects.

"You don't need to be too polite, get up quickly."

Li Changsheng looked at his own god statue in the ancestral temple, came back to his senses, waved his sleeves, and helped everyone up.

"Why is my human race suffering from such a catastrophe, thanks to the mercy of the Holy Father, my human race was spared..."

Suirenshi's eyes were red, as if he was a child who was bullied by outsiders and returned home, and when he saw his parents, he vented all his grievances.

"Okay, okay, let's not mention the past, Pindao will rebuild your homeland with you, and build a better tomorrow for the human race."

Li Changsheng patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Thank you Holy Father for your mercy!"

Suiren quickly thanked him.

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Just when Li Changsheng went to the ancestral land of the human race to help the human race rebuild their homeland.

Wa Huangtian.

"Prince, please mourn!"

Seeing the ten golden Wu Luya who kept crying, the demon commander Lu Wu persuaded.

"Woooooooo... my father is dead, my mother is dead, and my uncle is also dead..."

Poor little Jinwu was still young, and lost nine older brothers in his early years, and now even his parents and uncles are dead.

He panicked all of a sudden, just kept crying.

"Prince, you have to take care, the future of my monster clan depends entirely on you."

Beside Lu Wu, Yaoshuai Yingzhao also persuaded him.

"The dead are long gone, and the living are like husbands. Unfortunately, the Emperor of Heaven died, but my monster clan can't be messed up."

The Yaoshuai Bi Fang was very worried, and then tried to persuade him.

"We have to cheer up. My mother said that although my Yaozu has lost its strength, we may not be able to make a comeback in the future. If we give up on ourselves, then our Yaozu will be finished."

The Yaoshuai Ji Meng also said.

"Hmm, uncles, what to do, I will listen to you."

Hearing the word empress, Lu Ya stopped crying and said to the ten demon commanders.

"Now, the top priority is for the crown prince to ascend the throne as the demon emperor, so as to appease the hearts of all the demon kings and generals."

Bai Ze, the leader of the demon commander, thought about it and said to him.

"Okay, I am the son of my father, I shall ascend the throne and preside over the affairs of the demon clan!"

When Lu Ya heard this, a trace of determination appeared on his small face, and he nodded heavily in response.

"good!"

Seeing this, the top ten monster commanders all showed gratified smiles.

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Under the Nine Nethers.

Pangu Hall.

This place was originally a place for the ancestors to discuss matters, and the origin of this hall is not simple, but it is a rare treasure transformed by Pangu's heart.

However, now eleven of the twelve ancestor witches have gone, leaving only the youngest Houtu ancestor witch.

At this time, Houtu Zuwu sat in the hall, silent and sad.

"Your Majesty, you have to cheer up, my witch clan has no leader, and I still need your Majesty to take care of me and lead us!"

Seeing this, all the great witches couldn't help being worried, and the great witch Xingtian knelt down and spoke to Houtu.

In a blink of an eye, eleven of the twelve ancestor witches had gone, and all the witch clan almost thought that the sky was about to collapse.

Fortunately, the Hou Tu Zu Wu still survived, and the most urgent task is to invite her to take charge of the overall situation and stabilize the situation.

"As for the matter of the witch clan, let the great witch decide for himself!"

Houtu was thinking about the opening of reincarnation that the sage of Taiqing said in his mind, and he said something lightly after hearing the words.

Then, regardless of the faces of the people, he drove them out of the Pangu Palace with a wave of jade hand.

"Open up reincarnation and make up for the lack of Pangu's father, God, to open the sky? How should I open up, and what is this reincarnation?"

After sending away a group of great witches, Houtu couldn't help thinking.

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Chapter 107 Reincarnation of post-territorialization, Styx disrupts the situation

The ancestral land of the human race, Shouyang Mountain.

Sitting cross-legged under the statue of the ancestral temple, Li Changsheng watched the third ancestor of the human race lead the tribe to rebuild their homeland.

After the calamity, the heaven and the earth returned to nature, and the two mountains that were pressing on the heads of the human race were moved down by the holy father, and the faces of the people were all smiling.

"In the next period of time, until I fully prove the truth, I will keep a low profile."

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case. If Nuwa and the others find opportunities again, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!"

Li Changsheng reflected on himself and reflected on his behavior during this period, feeling a little too aggressive.

Helping the human race through the calamity is due to his human nature in his previous life. Although it does not match his low-key and steady temperament, he still acts according to his heart.

There are advantages and disadvantages to doing this, the advantage is that you get the innate treasure Donghuang Bell in Taiyi's hands, oh no, it is called the Chaos Clock now.

The disadvantage is that the chat group has been exposed, and the saints have already become suspicious of him, and he was almost beheaded by Nuwa and Jieyin Zhunti.

Before he had the opportunity to prove the Tao, he had already made other saints jealous, and became a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

Inviting the four of Ye Tiandi this time can also play a deterrent effect and buy him time to grow.

"When they get on the right track, I should leave too."

Looking at the busy figure below, Li Changsheng thought to himself.

The human race has a human race path to follow, and Li Changsheng also has his own path.

After the calamity, there will be no major events for a long time, and the human race will not be in too much crisis.

In this way, Li Changsheng can rest assured, waiting to collect Qi Hongmeng's purple energy and prove the realm of Hunyuan Daluo.

"I don't know, what happened to Ye Fan and the others, they should be able to kill that demon god of lust."

After pondering for a while, Li Changsheng opened the chat group and entered Ye Fan's live broadcast room.

The screen flickered, and the situation in the live broadcast room appeared in front of his eyes.

This is a piece of unknown chaos, the environment is worse than the prehistoric surroundings, and there is chaos and turbulence everywhere.

Even monks in the Great Luo Realm, if they are accidentally involved, it may be difficult to get out.

In the depths of this chaos, there stands a cave. It just stands in the chaos, as if it will be involved at any time, but it still does not fall, so it cannot be underestimated.

Outside the cave, the two sides had already exchanged hands, and the entire chaos was boiled.

The power of the earth, water, wind and fire is scurrying around, and from time to time, worlds are opened up, and they are annihilated under the aftermath of the power.

"There are so many of you who bully others, it's abominable!"

All I could see was a demon god with four heads and eight arms, a human face, a tiger body, a monkey tail, a ferocious complexion, and a height of billions of light years, hissing up to the sky and roaring and roaring.

There were countless wounds on his body, and drops of golden blood flowed down from the wounds, evolving into worlds in the chaos.

He made a formula with both hands, and poured one after another of mana into a colorful vase, with difficulty resisting one after another of the attacks, it was a bit difficult for him to support himself alone.