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The realm of the sea of ​​blood full of strong resentment.

You Ming stood alone on this sea of ​​blood that belonged to him alone but without a trace of life aura. He stared at the place where the witches thrived. The gloomy light of the sea of ​​blood cast a shadow on the handsome silhouette. Sometimes it is quiet, and sometimes it floats ferociously, which makes You Ming's eyebrows cold and serious.

A cloud of black mist quietly gathered around him, gradually turning into a solid body, the black mist disappeared, and a figure stood out of thin air.

"What else are you here for?" You Ming didn't look back, as if he knew who it was, but his voice was slightly cold, as if dissatisfied with him.

"Are you willing to watch the witches prosper, while you guard this filthy place full of ghosts and resentment?"

You Ming's face darkened, he turned his head and shot sharp eyes at the person beside him, warning: "No matter how bad it is, it is also the place where I was born, if you want me to help, you'd better know what to say and what not to say. "

Luo Hu pursed his lips into a smile, and his voice was deep and seductive: "In the past, there were dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns who divided up the prehistoric world with the power of three tripods, but now there are witches and monsters who are ambitious and attempt to unify the world. Although the witches have the advantage of descendants of Pangu However, due to the difficulty of reproduction, the development is slow, and the strength is weaker from generation to generation, and everything in the world can turn into a demon. There are sons of the two stars of the sun to lead the demon clan, and Bu Zhoushan to bless the luck. you……"

You Ming stared at him intently.

Luo Hu looked at the realm of the sea of ​​blood, and sighed: "Do you know how many realms have been derived from the prehistoric development so far?"

Hearing this, You Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured: "Heaven Realm, Earth Realm, Sun Realm, Taiyin Realm, and...the Nether Realm."

"Above the heaven is the sky, cough cough..." Luo Hu was born in a chaotic world that is higher than the prehistoric world. Although he is now rejected by the heavenly dao, his ability should be no less than that of the prehistoric creatures-this is what the heavenly dao can do nothing about him One of the main reasons is that the power of speech can not be ignored, especially the one in the sky, whose real name not only contains terrifying coercion, but also has the effect of positioning. If he says those two words, it is equivalent to telling the other party: Hey, I'm here, come get me!Rahu passed this sentence without changing his face, and continued directly, "There are 33 heavens in the heaven, and the earth below the sky is the earth, where most of the prehistoric creatures live. The sun realm and the Taiyin realm are sandwiched between the heaven and the earth. In the sun world, there is an ancient Jianmu tree occupying two-thirds of its space, which gave birth to Emperor Jun, Taiyi and Xihe; the Taiyin star is always cold, and only a few plants that love the cold grow, and there are no spiritual things. Existence. And the nether world gathers the blood energy of the heaven and the earth, and forms a boundary in the earth boundary, so that the blood energy cannot spread out, and all the spirits in the world reject and hate you..."

You Ming's eyes suddenly turned cold, as if as long as Luo Hu dared to say another bad word, he would pinch his throat and make him unable to speak again.

Luo Hu changed the subject, Xie Mei smiled: "Do you know that blood is the most nourishing?"

You Ming looked slightly stunned.

Seeing his reaction, Luo Hu said again: "The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people can make a difference. There is no shortage of time and place in the Netherworld, but the lack of popularity. This is the only reason why you were born so far. reason."

You Ming narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Nuwa's creation of the human race was supposed to be a happy event in the world, but it was not at the right time, coupled with weak spiritual power and short life, there was no place to stand in this prehistoric desolation, and the only advantage was the endless life. ability to reproduce."

When Nether heard the words, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he was not as bold as Luo Hu and directly called Nuwa by name, saying: "You want me to follow the example of that saint and create a new race in the Nether Realm?"

"It's not for you to create." Luo Hu shook his head, saw You Ming looked at him with a puzzled expression, and sneered, "You are not as capable as Nuwa."

You Ming snorted coldly: "Stop beating around the bush, just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Can you see its changes?" Luo Hu pointed to the tumbling sea of ​​blood in the Nether Realm and the dark souls with evil spirits that were so thick that they were about to condense into substance, and smiled, "You can do nothing, the Nether Realm Many creatures will be born one after another..."

You Ming looked at him with a speechless expression of "You're fucking kidding me!", what dare you say before are all nonsense? !

Luo Hu gave a sinister smile: "Wait until your kind is born in the Netherworld, who knows what the prehistoric world will look like? The prehistoric world is developing all the time. By then, how powerful the witch and demon race will be? Have you ever thought about it? And what can you do?"

You Ming looked at the sea of ​​blood expressionlessly, remained silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you help me?"

Hearing this, Luo Hu raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard a big joke, and said mockingly: "I'm not that kind. The so-called helping you is just satisfying myself."

"Then what do you want?" You Ming changed his words.

"Guess?" Luo Hu asked back.

"Hmph, I think you are afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Luo Hu laughed loudly and said, "I hope so much, it depends on how far you can do it."

You Ming: "..." So it was still used as a gun, right? !

Luo Hu said with a gloomy gaze: "When the energy of the Nether Realm reaches its peak, a new race will be born, and the prehistoric future will not only be dominated by the monster race and the witch race."

"The human race..."

Luohu turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared on the spot. After a while, there was a faint word from the distant sky: "The endlessly multiplying human race will be your most powerful backing..."

You Ming murmured: "Why is it the backing? The human race is so fragile and small..." The most important thing is that that guy only mentioned the conditions for the birth of the race, but didn't say how to do it...

……etc!Terran! ! !

You Ming suddenly raised his head, the expression on his face was full of shock.

Nourishing the soul... Popularity... Energy... Human Race...

Does that guy mean to use the human race to replenish the energy of the Netherworld? !

You Ming was extremely shocked, and it took him a while to recover. Luo Hu's words kept ringing in his mind, as if he had been bewitched. A bloodthirsty impulse—he wanted to prove to the arrogant and brainless fellows of the Witch Clan that he, You Ming, was definitely not a bully!

Under the lure of Luohu's heart demon, You Ming has evil thoughts in his heart and has evil intentions towards the human race. However, the human race has a humble status and lives like ants, and You Ming hunts and kills them without mercy.As for whether she will offend Nuwa, who created the human race, You Ming said: Although Nuwa is a saint, she is short-sighted and has a bad heart. But he still created it for his own selfish desire, and let the human race live in dire straits and stand by indifferently. Such a cold and cruel person is ashamed to be a saint in the world.He is now just to let the human race realize their self-worth better. Since your Nuwa is a saint, even if you don’t like me, there is nothing you can do about it. After all, this world respects strength, which is so cruel and realistic.

After all, the human race is Nuwa's painstaking effort. Only because of the restraint of heaven on the saints can they not intervene in the affairs of the lower realm. The weakness of the human race is destined to survive in the cracks between the monster race and the witch race.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi, the leaders of the demon clan, did not want to offend Nuwa, and ordered their demon clan not to kill the human race on the surface, but secretly turned a blind eye to them. Naturally, Nuwa had nothing to say.Although the Wu clan feels that the human race is humble, they will not massacre the human race for no reason. At most, they will squeeze the only coolie that the human race can afford. feel.

Perhaps she has already seen clearly the status of the human race in this era. Nuwa has gone from heartache to pity to indifference, and time has worn away her emotions little by little. Now seeing the struggle of the human race is as calm as water.The strong reproductive ability of the human race makes her not have to worry about going to extinction one day. This is probably the only advantage and hope that can be seen from the human race.

Putting aside her worries about the human race, Nuwa occasionally went down to visit her elder brother Fuxi, and when she learned that her brother was doing well, she returned to the heaven to meditate.However, this peaceful daily life was suddenly broken one day.

As the creator of the human race, Nuwa can hear the human race's voice as long as she wants to. She listened to the human race's heartfelt voice as usual, but what she heard was screams and wailing, and she couldn't help being shocked.Opening the eyes of the sky and looking at the earth, only to see that the Netherworld is shrouded in black air, which is faintly mixed with traces of blood, and the screams of the human race can be heard from it.

Nu Wa's expression froze, and she immediately went to the Netherworld.

Hongjun's figure emerged out of thin air, looking indifferently at the direction Nuwa left, standing with his hands behind his back, neither sad nor happy.

Nu Wa came to the Nether Realm and saw countless human races drowning in the sea of ​​blood, while the leader of the culprit looked at all this with a smile in his eyes. : "Evil! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Hearing the words, You Ming turned around suddenly, and saw a young woman in white clothes who was incompatible with the surrounding environment glaring at him. He was shocked. With his current strength, he didn't even notice the aura of the person coming. Who is this person? !

You Ming was vigilant, but his face remained calm, he stretched out his tongue to lick his red lips, hooked his lips and said with a teasing smile: "Yo? Your Excellency is so beautiful and beautiful, you don't fit in with my place, did you go to the wrong place?"

Nuwa couldn't directly explain the cause of the incident, but after thinking about it for a second, she sneered and said, "You are an innate spirit, but you committed murder in vain, aren't you afraid that you will be entangled in karma and not end well?"

Hearing this, You Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and glanced at the struggling human race in the sea of ​​blood, suddenly had a judgment on the identity of the person who came, and tensed up all over, but snorted and laughed in a blink of an eye, playing with the flavor: "It turns out that the saint came, If there is a long way to go, I still look forward to Haihan."

When her identity was revealed in one word, Nuwa's expression froze, her brows were slightly gloomy, and she said in a deep voice: "Since you know my identity, then you know that the human race was created by me, and killing a human race is hostile to me."

You Ming smiled quietly: "I thought the saint was dissatisfied with the fragility of the human race and had already given up on them."

Nuwa pursed her lips tightly, stared at him sharply, and remained silent.

Facing Nv Wa's silent silence and anger, You Ming continued fearlessly, "Oh, if I'm not wrong, it should be inconvenient for a saint to interfere in the affairs of the lower realms, right? Otherwise, the human race is being bullied by other races, why don't you help me? You Since you are a saint, you should understand the principle of natural selection and survival of the fittest. Even if you are the creator of the human race, you have no right to interfere with the affairs of the lower world, let alone..." You Ming paused, and said ironically, " The human race is like an ant."

"You!" No matter before or after sanctification, Nuwa has never met anyone who dared to provoke her like this, and she has always been like a master. When has she been treated like this?Nu Wa couldn't contain her anger, she became angry for a while, and attacked Nether regardless of the restraint of the law of heaven.

Although You Ming was on guard all the time, he couldn't resist the anger from the saint. He was hit by a palm, and the force knocked him into the air, and he fell into the sea of ​​blood.Instead of being angry, he smiled and got up from the sea of ​​blood. A twelve-pink lotus slowly floated up from the sea of ​​blood and hung at the foot of Nether.

"Did I say something wrong? Isn't the saint angry?"

Nuwa became even more angry, and suddenly a purple lightning flashed across the sky, as if warning her not to act recklessly.She froze, gritted her teeth and looked at Nether, then took a deep look at the twelve poinsettia lotus under his feet, and said in a deep voice: "Kamma reincarnation, red lotus karma, haunting forever."

After saying that, Nu Wa stopped staying and flew away.And as her words fell, You Ming suddenly felt a little heavy in his body. Looking down, the twelve poinsettias were still tirelessly spinning to heal his wounds. It seemed that nothing had changed, but he didn't know if he was nourished by the temperature of the sea of ​​blood. Because of the long time, the color is slightly darker than before.