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Chapter 123 Serving the Human Race as the Superior Race!

There is no saint in the prehistoric world, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom.

In the vast and boundless land of the prehistoric, there are races rising and falling every moment.

This was unimaginable in the prehistoric times.

In the past, the Six Saints suppressed everything, and many weak and small races did not dare to make mistakes casually. Even if the race is powerful, they can only be content with the status quo.

After all, they are not the second clan of Liches.

One is backed by a Hunyuan Saint, and the other can summon Pangu's phantom, and is also a descendant of Pangu.

As the so-called turned serfs sing.

In the past, these races were severely suppressed by the sages and disciples, but now they suppress these sages in turn.

In Kunlun Mountains, the Twelve Golden Immortals are having a hard time now.

Because, in the past, they regarded it as a guardian spirit beast, or a mount under the crotch, or a weak race of materials for refining alchemy.

Now the sky is turned upside down, almost attacking Yuxu Palace?
They were not allowed to open the big protective array of Yuxu Palace. Although those rebellious races couldn't get in, they couldn't get out either.

This feeling of aggrieved, as if locked in a cage, made them uncomfortable.

"Teacher Ran Deng is still in retreat?"

"Hehe, don't call him a teacher. As the vice-master of teaching, it's fine if you don't get along with that Taoist thief, but you still want to listen to the Tao."

"To me, Ran Deng is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!"

"Look now, we are besieged here by those mounts and spirit beasts, a dignified quasi-sage, but he still has the mood to retreat?"

Guang Chengzi, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, was out of breath.

"These spirit beasts are also against the sky, and dare to besiege my Yuxu Palace!"

Chi Jingzi looked at the spirit beasts outside who were constantly casting supernatural powers and spells, trying to break through the Yuxu Palace's mountain protection formation, and felt very angry.

As the saying goes, the king of Hades is easy to provoke, but the imp is difficult to deal with.

These spirit beasts besieging Yuxu Palace are countless little ghosts.

They are all disciples of saints.

Although the saint has fallen now, he will eventually return.Anyone with a little knowledge would not mess with them.

Because when the saint returns in the future, he will definitely settle this account.

Only these spirit beasts and monsters with low cultivation and world cognition trapped in one place dare to besiege Yuxu Palace without violating the world and fearing death.

"Senior brothers, don't worry about it. These spirit beasts and monsters can't break the mountain protection formation at all. We have the right to retreat. When the master comes back in the future, he will be liquidated."

The people of Cihangdao are quite rational, and comforted Guangchengzi and Chijingzi.

"That's natural, Yuxu Palace is the master's dojo!"

"If these humble creatures with low cultivation bases and hatched from wetness can really break through the mountain protection formation, it will really be a big joke in the world."

Even if the Twelve Golden Immortals are besieged here.

They also didn't take these spirit beasts seriously.

They are disciples of saints. If it were normal, saints suppressed prehistoric knowledge, and these creatures voluntarily ran over as mounts, but they would not ride them.

Just when they are proud and wantonly criticize these races.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the protective mask of the Yuxu Palace Mountain Protecting Formation, and then spread to the entire mask.

Before the Twelve Golden Immortals had time to react, the light shattered into pieces.

The mountain guard array suddenly shattered.

Countless spirit beasts, fierce beasts, and monsters rushed towards the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao like a tide, directly drowning the desperate Twelve Golden Immortals.

They carry the sage lineage and cannot deal with so many monsters.

Now they are just Jinxian, not Da Luo Jinxian.

In the depths of Yuxu Palace, in a mezzanine of time and space.

Ran Deng witnessed the tragic situation of the Twelve Golden Immortals, but he did not dare to help.

"You guys, who made your mouths so low that it made that Daoist unhappy."

Ye Zhen withdrew his gaze from Yuxu Palace.

Do you really think that the Twelve Golden Immortals arranged for him secretly, and he couldn't perceive it?

It's just that he was generous and tolerated them a few times.

It is human nature for ordinary people to scold the heaven a few words.

But if the Twelve Golden Immortals do it again and again, it is a crime worthy of punishment.

Moreover, Ye Zhen did not deal with the Twelve Golden Immortals.

All this is their own fault.

They oppressed those spirit beasts too hard before, but now they are backlash.

Ye Zhen just drank a few cups of tea, fit into Honghuang's fate network, and through the butterfly effect, caused the Twelve Golden Immortals to suffer such disasters.

I had a cup of tea anyway.

Truth is always within the radiating range of power.

Who dares to say that he bullies the small with the big?

33 days, in the ruins of the Yaozu Tianting.

Our great demon emperor Fuxi is leading the demon clan to pick up trash.

The Heavenly Court of the Yaozu was cut down by Dao Zun with a sword, but there are still some wreckage left behind, which can be used as a legacy, blessing the now weak Yaozu.

Fuxi was distressed while picking up trash.

He took over a mess.

Now the entire monster clan has had its spine broken, lost all vigor and spirit, and is all muddling along behind his ass.

If this continues, the Yaozu will be abolished.

The demon clan is abolished, his position as the demon emperor, and the luck of the demon clan will also be abolished.

In this situation, Fuxi was very helpless.

Unless he is willing to give up the luck of the Yaozu, his interests will be tied to the Yaozu's, but the Yaozu's life is clearly gone.

The human race is rising rapidly, and the witch race is at its peak.

In this case, it is impossible for Yaozu to rise again.

Unless there are more than a dozen quasi-sages who can change their lives against the sky among the monster clan.

Fuxi thought for a while, and he wanted to make a bold decision.

That is to let all the monster race worship the Taoist priest, regard the human race as the superior race, and let all the monster race become the subordinate race of the human race.

In other words, he wants to sell the monster race to the race.

As for whether this counts as betraying the tribe?

To figure it out, he, Fuxi, was born sacred first, and then he was a monster.

He did this without any psychological burden.

Moreover, in Fuxi's view, this is also a good place for the Yaozu.

Now the human race is like entering the sky, and has the potential to dominate the prehistoric.

Instead of hugging the thighs of the human race, the monster race went against the trend?

Isn't it quick enough?
Anyway, the Yaozu's backbone has been broken now, and even their energy and spirit are gone. Fuxi's becoming the Demon Emperor is only for the benefit of the Yaozu's luck.

Why spend so much thought and effort to reshape the spirit of the Yaozu?

And what about reshaping?Continue to fight against the human race?
Then he was killed by that Daoist sword again?
Are you kidding me, Fuxi hasn't lived enough yet.

As for this kind of behavior, will it make Nuwa unhappy?
He doesn't care about that now.

Anyway, now Nuwa is no longer a saint, at most she is a quasi-sage who is a little bit stronger than him, so why is he afraid of Nuwa now?
Fuxi suspected that the reason why he could become the Demon Emperor so inexplicably.

It's because Nuwa is doing things behind her back

"Ahem, stop picking up trash, let me tell you something."

"All of you go to build temples for me and worship Taoist priests."

"Then, give me the human race as the superior family!"

"Yes." All the Yaozu agreed neatly.

In the past, the monster clan of the main battle faction was either killed by Ye Zhen long ago, or in Ye Zhen's sword, his Dao heart was lost, and he dared not refute at all.

As for those new generations, they don't even know the deep hatred between the monster race and the human race.

(End of this chapter)