Honghuang: I, Gourd Vine, refuse to change shape at the beginning

Chapter 32 Styx finally failed in proving the way, Wu Panhuang, the ancestor of the earth
"Boom!"

The billowing teaching merits fell and poured into Styx's body continuously, and Styx's cultivation base climbed up again, and the aura exuded became stronger and stronger.

Feeling the growth of his own strength, Styx couldn't help laughing, feeling extremely excited.

God pays off!

Pity him for his great ability to cultivate the way of killing, to study the way of good fortune, exhausted his methods, and only managed to create the Asura clan by luck and cheating.

However, it seems that because of this, the merits he obtained cannot be compared with the merits of Nuwa's creation of human beings.

Even if he got all the merits of creating the Asura clan, he still hasn't achieved enlightenment and sanctification.

I was stuck in the last step, stuck in Zhunsheng Consummation.

But the willows are dark and the flowers are bright!The willows are dark and the flowers are bright!
He resolutely and resolutely tried to establish the Asura Cult again, and he got merit again.

At this time, the merits of Lijiao have fallen, and his cultivation base has continued to rise.

Vaguely, Minghe seemed to have felt that extremely high realm, which was extremely close to him.

Close at hand!

Closer!

It's as if there is only a layer of window paper separated, and it will be pierced with one poke.

One step over the past, you can step into that realm.

Like Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieying, and Zhunti, he, Styx, can also become a saint.

however--

At this moment, suddenly, Styx felt a burst of emptiness.

The merits and virtues that had been continuously falling to him stopped again.

All the merits of establishing a teaching are all used up!

But he hasn't proved it yet!
Although his cultivation base is much deeper than before, he is still a perfect quasi-sage.

How is this going?

How can this be?

Styx's face turned pale.

The two blows in succession seemed to be telling him.

Without the primordial purple energy, it would be impossible for him to imitate the saints to prove the way!

If you want to become a saint, you must have the primordial purple energy.

On Mount Sumeru, brothers Jieyin and Zhunti saw this scene, looked at each other and shook their heads.

Zhunti sneered, seemingly disdainful.

At this moment, they were finally relieved.

Without the primordial purple energy, no matter how imitated Styx is, first create the Asura clan, and then establish the Asura religion.

Even if he made 48 great wishes to Styx, Styx still couldn't prove his way.

In this world, there are countless majestic purple qi, and likewise, there are countless saints.

It's not that with a little wisdom, a little cleverness, and some tricks, you can prove the Tao casually.

Thirty-three days away, in Wa's palace, Nuwa shook her head slightly, as if it was a pity.

Although Styx achieved certain results in comprehending the way of good fortune, he even created the Asura tribe by a trick.

But without the primordial purple energy, all of this would be nothing but nothing in the end.

After all, he couldn't prove the Tao, so his busy work was in vain.

In Kunlun Mountains, Lao Tzu was indifferent, Yuan Shi ridiculed, and Tong Tian sighed with emotion. Their attitudes towards Styx's failure to prove the Tao were obviously different.

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

In the sea of ​​blood, Styx finally couldn't bear it and roared loudly.

But the next moment-

A thunderbolt cut through the void, fell suddenly, and bombarded Styx's body.

Styx suddenly screamed and was knocked into a sea of ​​blood.

The Asura clan in the sea of ​​blood panicked, and quickly picked up Styx and put it on the twelve-grade fire red lotus.

But he saw Styx dying.

The sea of ​​blood does not dry up, and the Styx does not die.

Naturally, a thunderbolt from heaven cannot kill Styx, but at this moment, Styx is more mournful than heartbroken!
……

The world is long and the time flows.

Soon, another 2000 years passed.

The turmoil about Styx's enlightenment has gradually subsided at this time.

Instead, it was the main theme of the prehistoric world—the Lich War.

With the arrival of the calamity, the aura of calamity between the heaven and the earth became more and more pervasive.

The tense and oppressive atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier.

Both clans are nervously preparing for battle.

It seems that a decisive battle will start at any time.

On this day, in Buzhou Mountain, the big cocoon that had been conceived for thousands of years finally cracked slowly at this moment.

And from the cocoon, a figure slowly walked out.

Another incarnation of Lin Yang's ancestor witch.

With a snake-tailed human body, seven hands on the back, and two hands on the chest, holding the Teng Snake in both hands, it is the ancestor witch of the earth.

What made Lin Yang heave a sigh of relief was that when the ancestral witch turned into a human form, his gender was the same as his, both men.

That's good, lest he be forcibly turned into a big guy in women's clothing.

After Lin Yang named the incarnation of the ancestor of the earth Wu, Pan Huang, he sent him out as usual.

And these incarnations of his ancestral witches also seem to be on the same line as the two stars Sun Star and Lunar Star.

After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang went straight to the Sun Star, and with Pan Xuan's support, Pan Huang also entered the Sun Star's star core together.

This also made Lin Yang speechless, just imagine if one day, Di Jun and Tai Yi found out.

In their lair, there is actually a nest of ancestral witches hiding, what kind of expression will they have?
You must have been terrified on the spot, right?
However, Lin Yang has always been someone who will not offend me, and I will not offend others, but he never thought of murdering Di Jun and Tai Yi.

So it wouldn't scare them like that!
After sending Pan Huang away, Lin Yang continued to sleep again.

After 4000 years, Lin Yangxiu successfully broke through, from the mid-stage quasi-sage to the late-stage quasi-sage.

Lin Yang continued to sleep.

In the blink of an eye, more than 3000 years have passed.

On this day, Lin Yang was awakened by the system's notification sound.

"Ding, the god-level selection system has issued a mission: The demon clan is about to refine the witch sword and is about to slaughter the clan. Please go and stop the host."

"Option [-]: Accept the task, and you can get the Kongtong seal, the most precious treasure of human luck, and the Wuji Xinghuang Banner, the best innate spiritual treasure."

"Option [-]: Refuse the mission, you can get the best innate spiritual root Huang Zhongli, and two drops of Pan Gu's blood essence."

"????"

Listening to the two choices only given by the system, Lin Yang couldn't help being silent.

The demon clan slaughtered the clan.

The catastrophe of the human race is coming!

This catastrophe is also the worst catastrophe that the human race has ever encountered.

It almost wiped out the race from the prehistoric world.

Facing the massacre of the monster race, the human race complained that they should not respond every day, and that the earth was not working.

Even Empress Nuwa, who is the saint of the human race, and the saint of Taiqing who established the human religion.

They are also high above, sitting and watching with cold eyes.

It was not until the last moment that he came out to barely keep the human race alive.

Just imagine, how unfeeling is this?
And how desperate was the human race at that time?

Although Lin Yang's memory of the previous life is very short compared to the two lives, it is also his memory.

An indelible memory.

He was a human in his previous life, and although he is not a human race in this life, how can he bear to see the human race go through such a catastrophe?

As for the general trend of heaven and earth, any human race cannot become the protagonist of heaven and earth without experiencing this calamity.

That's even more ridiculous.

Do you see that the Wu Clan has experienced such a catastrophe?
Yaozu experienced?
Or have they experienced the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes?
It's just because the human race is really weak.

And the saints still don't think it's enough, this catastrophe consumes all the innate human powerhouses among the human race.

So much so that the later human race could no longer escape the control of the saints.

The human race was completely reduced to a tool for the saints to steal the luck of the world.

At this moment, Lin Yang wanted to choose one.

But Lin Yang also knew.

Once he chooses one.

Then what he faced was not only Di Jun, not just the Yaozu.

But the saints.

The saints will not allow him to destroy the general trend of heaven.

He will not be allowed to keep the human race.

With Lin Yang's current strength, he will not be the opponent of the saints at all.

　I feel that the writing is poisonous, and I don’t like that kind of plot when I write it. I plan to have a good time, delete the next two chapters, and rewrite this chapter at the same time, sorry everyone
　　
　
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