[Honghuang] It's not easy to be a demon queen

At this time, Di Ku and Chang Yi had already sacrificed the sacred artifacts belonging to the human race, which were cultivated when they learned the various skills of survival at the beginning of their birth-the ability to get fire by drilling wood. The sycamore tree, and a stone ax that is not too sharp.

The phoenix tree makes a fire, and the stone ax builds a nest.

The yellow light emitted by the holy vessel protects the human race and gathers the remaining blood of the human race. In this dark moment, this warm light is almost the source of hope for everyone. The other side fled quickly, and in the original tribe, the three human guardians were bleeding, and the portraits of various saints had already ignited, but the compassion on their faces did not bring any help, even a little coercion.

Some human races prayed to the sky, they chanted Nuwa Empress, the Holy Mother, their mother, their creator, but the sky was still dark, and there was no light to help them.

They can only help themselves.

The duel between the Wu Clan and the Human Clan is crushing. At this time, it is only a thousand years old. Even the best-qualified Human Clan, such as Di Ku and Chang Yi who have Chang Xi and Di Jun's skills, are only at the level of Golden Immortals. What they are facing is the Wu Clan, which is not easy even for the Yao Clan.

Facing such a brutal and powerful Wu Clan, they could only retreat.

An elite who belonged to the human race had died on the broken road. Even at the last moment before their death, they still used their bodies to resist the witch race. Human beings were decreasing little by little, and most of them were only children left behind. Their faces Already numb, the death of their father and mother caused their world view to collapse into rubble in a short period of time. In their little consciousness, only the overwhelming fire, the army of the black witch clan... The weapon in the mother's body.

That's their nightmare.

But this nightmare continued bit by bit. Ciyu's father died, Louyi's father died, Mi'er's father died, and even Cangshu's father——Cangjie, the one who created the human race. Writing, the man who inherited the civilization of the human race, also brought his carving knife and tortoise shell, and died with the army of the Wu tribe.

There were still crying in the crowd at the beginning, but until now, their eye sockets are still moist, but no one is crying anymore, their faces are still numb, but their eyes are completely firm. Pulled out, with blood and fire, forged their different souls.

The dead are safe, and the living are innocent.

The crowd has shrunk by a third.

Of the millions of humans, only 20 escaped, and these 20 died one after another in a short period of time, leaving only [-] to [-].

The sacred artifact of the human race still emits a yellow light, protecting the human race within the circle of light from the harm of the witch race, but the light inevitably dims a little bit, and finally, it only becomes a flickering light like a bean in the dark night.

In the darkness, the expressions of the surrounding humans couldn't be seen clearly, and they didn't know how far they had escaped. Di Ku hugged the child in his arms and asked him softly, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!" The child who was just babbling said clearly, "I am not afraid!"

"Just don't be afraid, this is the child of my human race! The blood of my human race!"

Di Ku laughed and said, handing over the sacred artifact and the children to a generation of humans beside him, and said to Chang Yi, "I'll take a step first, and the remaining veins of the human race will be handed over to you."

Chang Yi nodded, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just continued to flee in an unknown direction. They didn't know if they could escape there, but that was their only hope.

And just when Emperor Ku and Chang Yi were shedding blood for the human race, in the Taiqing Palace, Xuandu knelt down and bowed, "I also ask the sage to allow me to return to the clan."

In Yuqing Palace, Taiyi knelt down and bowed, "I also ask the sage to allow me to return to the clan."

In the Shangqing Palace, Duobao knelt down and bowed, "I also ask the sage to allow me to return to the clan."

In Wa Palace, Xuannv knelt down and bowed, "I also ask the sage to allow me to return to the clan."

In the Fuxi Hall, Fuxi knelt down and worshiped, "Please also allow me to return to the clan, Master."

Several saints and Fuxi looked at the disciples below, sighed, said "yes", then waved their sleeves, and when they opened their eyes again, they had already arrived at the side of the human race.

Di Ku couldn't hold it anymore at this time, the wounds on his body were countless, but the Wu clan in front of him was endless, his body was already dilapidated, his head was drowsy, even he couldn't feel the pain of the wound, but he can not sleep.

Behind him, there are his clansmen.

He received another blow on his back, and that attack happened to hit his previous injury. The wound that was about to heal opened immediately, and blood gushed out again. Di Ku's eyes turned black in bursts. Fly the weapon in your hand out again, and then fall down.

I'm going to die...

However, just when he thought he was going to die with a knife and an axe, a few light circles suddenly appeared in his blurred vision. The light circles were completely different from the blackness of the witch clan, but like the light of a spirit treasure.

"Xuandu from Taiqing Palace came to help!"

"Yuqing Palace Taiyi came to help!"

"Shangqing Palace Duobao came to help!"

"The Xuannv of Wa Palace came to help!"

"Fu Xi Palace Fu Xi came to help!"

Five voices sounded one after another, and then Di Ku was surrounded. The six people were like light sources in the army of the Wu Clan, but the light was so warm that it made Di Ku feel warm all over.

"Ahead...there are still large troops..." Di Ku was stuffed with wound medicine, "Go...to find them...the remaining veins of the human race..."

The five people focused their eyes, and then chased Di Ku who was seriously injured and dying, and when they chased to the place where the human race was, Chang Yi had already come out and was being besieged by the witch race.

"We're here to help!"

The addition of a few people greatly boosted the morale of the tribe, but it was only morale. Under the relentless pursuit of the Wu tribe, this slight advantage was quickly wiped out, and the seven people fell into a hard fight again.

But at this moment, a building suddenly appeared in front of him.

There are red walls, white tiles and blue mud roads, with the words "Wuzhuang Temple" written on it, and there are two small Taoist boys on the left and right at the door.

Can I ask for help?This is the question hanging over everyone's mind.

However, when Qingfeng Mingyue saw the people in front of her, she became hesitant for a moment... "Elder Master and Second Master?"

What they called was the generation of people who looked like Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun as the temporary leaders after Emperor Ku Changyi's death.

However, after Qingfeng Mingyue called out, he found that it was not the elder master and the second master he thought. His face was a little embarrassed, but he also became suspicious. If it wasn't the elder master, how could the second master look so similar? Could it be the elder master and the second master? Master's son?

Not to mention the divergent thinking of Qingfengmingyue, but the door of Wuzhuang temple suddenly opened at this time, and Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi stepped out from inside.

"It's urgent, please go inside and take shelter."

The human races filed in. They thought that so many people would not fit in the square yard, but they didn't expect that this was like another world. Even though it looked so big, it could accommodate all the human races.

But when the human race was safe for the time being, Chang Xi and Di Jun had already counted their soldiers, and they divided into two groups, one led by Tai Yibaize to rush towards the base camp of the Wu Clan, and the other towards the butcher Wu Clan. Department rushed away.

Chang Xi and Di Jun took a step first, and Qinglong, Golden Winged Roc, and Kong Xuan's plea for help made them jump with fear, and they flew towards the Human Race's base camp at almost the fastest speed, but they were still a step too late.

When he saw Qinglong's body lying in front of the golden-winged roc and the peacock, and was split in two by the sharp halberd of the Wu clan, Chang Xi only had time to say "no" before being sprayed with Qinglong's blood.

He still remembers when Qinglong was still a small dragon, he and Di Jun were always at odds, and how he adjusted in the game. He still remembered how happy he was when Qinglong took shape and named him Mengzhang. Look, he still remembers when the golden-winged roc and peacock were born one after another, although the two little ones always said they wanted to eat Qinglong, but Qinglong still treated them generously...

But now Qinglong is dead...

Chang Xi felt that his heart was split in two along with Qinglong's body.

The inexhaustible spiritual power of the lunar eclipse erupted suddenly. Except for those who were chasing the human race, all the witches present died in the extreme cold. Even the burning fire was frozen in that moment forever. Only the human race The heroic spirits rejoiced in this pure yin atmosphere, and the black mist twisted and rose, reflecting this scene into a hell on earth.

Chang Xi put Qinglong's body into the Sumeru Bead, where everything can be kept from decaying. Only a small ball of Qinglong's primordial spirit remained. Chang Xi carefully protected him, and put him into the ocher whip to warm up. The spiritual treasure with the strongest aura of wood should be able to protect Qinglong a bit.

And Dijun, at this time, has already faced off against the six ancestor witches of the Wu clan, with the blessing of endless sun power, Dijun at this time can be said to be well-deserved and invincible, even the ancestor witches, if it weren't for the six At the same time, it was also for chopping melons and vegetables, and at this time Chang Xi had already let go, and the six ancestor witches looked at Chang Xi Dijun with horror in their eyes. They did not expect that they would grow to this level in just a few hundred years.

"Let's go!" Zhu Rong made a decisive decision, and the six ancestor witches left together. Led by Wu Feng, the ancestor witch of the wind, they quickly fled the battlefield.

Emperor Jun and Changxi are invincible, and the real body of Feidu Tianshen Shapangu is invincible!

And Chang Xi looked at the leaving figure of the Six Great Ancestral Witches, and the hatred in his heart finally overflowed.

Witch family!Witch family! ! !

Then they chased in the direction of the human race. The army of the monster race had already fought with the witch race. They only hoped that the human race could wait until their arrival.

What they didn't notice was that the dead heroic spirits of the human race were following behind them at this moment, and the thick blood and black mist had already rolled into a torrent, following behind Chang Xi like a blood-colored banner.