There is only one truth about prehistoric times

Chapter 63

Demon Court.

Seeing that Emperor Jun couldn't be persuaded, Fuxi got up and went towards Nuwa Palace.

And the other demon gods and demon saints in the hall went to different human tribes under Di Jun's arrangement.

Today, the number of human beings has already exceeded the one billion mark, and is even close to 20 billion. They are divided into tens of thousands of tribes scattered in different areas of the ancient world.

It has to be said that the demon court's strategy is very effective. Many big Luo demon gods shot together, and thousands of human tribes were wiped out in a blink of an eye. Without any resistance at all, they turned into flesh and blood spirits and were taken away by the demon tribe.

In the original history, most of the people who massacred people were ordinary demon soldiers and generals, so Xuan Chen asked Master Tongtian to pass down the formation method, hoping to use the power of the formation to give humans the power to resist.

But now all the shots are made by Da Luo, quasi-sage, and the formation that can resist the Taiyi Golden Immortal at most has no effect at all. Only a few small tribes have not been discovered by these demon gods by virtue of the concealment formation, and have escaped.

When Xuan Chen got the news, nearly 3000 human tribes had been destroyed.

The demon gods of Daluo Jinxian realm took action, and it took a blink of an eye to destroy a human tribe.

This was the first time that Xuan Chen realized the cruelty of the prehistoric times. The Lich War that broke out before actually did not affect the human race very much, but now in the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of human races were destroyed before Xuan Chen's eyes.

While Xuanchen went to ask Houtu ancestor witch for help, and asked Houtu to protect the nearby human tribes, he asked the avatar Xuanyuan to take action quickly, saving as many as he could.

Although the formation basically didn't come in handy, Xuan Yuan's previous layout still had some effect.

When planning the outward expansion route of the human race before, Xuanyuan asked many human races to move to Wuzhuang Temple and Qingcheng Mountain where there are powerful people to live, hoping that those powerful people will not understand the methods of the monster race, and take action to protect the human race. .

Sure enough, Zhen Yuanzi, who had a grudge against the demon clan, and Teng She, the protector of the Nuwa Empress, both chose to come to help and stopped the demon gods who were going to Wuzhuang Temple and Qingcheng Mountain to slaughter them.

Just after Xuanyuan burned a big Luo demon god into flying ash, he turned into a thousand-foot dharma, released the little Golden Crow, imprisoned it in his palm, and said: "Di Jun, you bastard, your son is here In my hands, if you dare to attack my human race again, I will crush your son to death, and let you completely cut off your children and grandchildren."

"If you don't believe me, from now on, if another human race dies in the hands of your monster race, I will draw a sword on the little Golden Crow until he dies with a thousand cuts."

Then Xuanyuan directly used the Zhaoming Sword to stab the little Golden Crow several times, and the shrill sound echoed directly in the sky.

After the deity captured the little Golden Crow last time, I wanted to kill it directly to prevent Lu Ya from growing up in the future, so as to eliminate Zhao Gongming's death, but then I thought, if the monster clan dared to slaughter people, it happened to use the little Golden Crow Threats to Di Jun also make Di Jun fearful.

Therefore, after catching the Little Golden Crow, Xuan Chen handed the Little Golden Crow into the hands of the incarnation Xuanyuan.

"Xuan Yuan, how dare you!"

"If you dare to touch a hair of my son today, I will have your skin skinned and cramped, your soul refined and your soul extinguished, and you will never be reincarnated."

Di Jun's angry voice came from the sky, and his hysterical roar echoed in the wild world. No wonder Xiao Shi could not be found, and it turned out that he fell into Xuan Yuan's hands.

And those demon gods and demon saints who originally slaughtered the human tribe also stopped, not daring to make any further moves.

"Hahaha!!!"

"What can I not dare to do? Your emperor can't defeat the Wu clan, so you just vent your anger on my human clan. You want to dominate the ancient world, and you are worthy of it."

"I bother!"

"If the human race is destroyed today, I will cut your son into pieces first, then steam the body and braise it in brown sauce, and boil the bones in soup."

"Don't tell me, Golden Crow meat is quite delicious. I made the corpses of your nine sons into a barbecue and they were delicious. The meat was delicious, tender and juicy. It is simply a delicacy in the world! Hahaha!"

Xuan Yuan laughed loudly, his arrogant voice resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, he just wanted to anger Di Jun, if Di Jun cared about the Little Golden Crow, he would definitely choose to give up, if he didn't care about the big deal, it would be nothing more than burning jade and stone, even if he died, he would bite off from Yaozu's hand Here comes a piece of meat.

Anyway, it's just an incarnation. If it can make the demon clan lose face, it will be worth it. We can wait for the real body to complete its cultivation one day and then settle the matter.

"you dare!"

"If my son dies, I will bloodbath your human race and make the entire human race pay for my son's life!"

Before Di Jun could speak, Xi He's voice came out, and then Xi He himself appeared in front of Xuan Yuan, and a ray of the divine light of the Taiyin came over.

But Xuan Yuan didn't get entangled with Xi He, and appeared thousands of miles away in an instant.

"Bloodwash my human race, aren't you already doing it?"

"Since your monster race dares to be the first day of the junior high school, I will dare to be the fifteenth. If your monster race dares to attack the human race, I will not dare to wash your monster race with blood?"

After saying that, he commanded the Zhaoming Sword again and cut off a pair of wings of the Little Golden Crow. The shrill voice of the Little Golden Crow immediately reached Xihe's ears, making the Demon Queen no longer dare to act rashly.

At this time, Xuan Yuan understood that only by being more ruthless than the Yaozu can he deter the Yaozu.

"That's right, that's right, you demon clan are really arrogant. You're always going to kill this and that. If you have the ability, you're going to come and kill our witch clan! They're just a bunch of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong."

"But, brother Xuanyuan, you are so uninteresting. You didn't even ask me to eat golden crow meat."

At this moment, the voice of Jumang Zuwu came from a distance, and there were eleven other Zuwu beside him.

It seems that the witch clan is still interesting. I am just asking for help from the back soil. I didn't expect that all the twelve ancestral witches would be present at this moment, Xuanyuan thought to himself.

At this moment, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others also led many demon gods and demon gods to appear in front of Xuanyuan.

Seeing this scene, many great powers in Honghuang couldn't help but turn pale with shock. The last Lich war was less than ten thousand years ago. Could it be that the two clans of Lich wanted to rekindle the flames of war regardless of the Taoist decree?

Obviously, Di Jun and others were also very jealous of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and said to Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, "Di Jiang, this is a dispute between my demon clan and the human race. Do you, the witch clan, want to defy the Taoist ancestor?" Fazhi, will you fight my monster clan again?"

Di Jun directly moved out of Daozu, hoping to force the Wu clan to withdraw.

But he obviously made the wrong calculation.

Before Dijiang could respond, Houtu spoke first: "It's a joke, the human race has already formed an alliance with our Wu clan. If you attack the human race, you are provoking our Wu clan."

"Besides, the human race has nothing to do with my witch clan. The Taoist decree says that the demons rule the sky and the witches govern the land. This wild land is my witch clan's territory. Your monster clan has come to invade. Who is it that ignores the Taoist ancestor's decree and insists? I believe all living beings in the prehistoric and desolate will know it at a glance to start a war!"

As the most intelligent of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu naturally wouldn't allow Di Jun to wear the hat of defying the Taoist decree.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't return my son today, what if you just fight again?"

Xihe's eyes were fixed on the little golden crow in Xuanyuan's hand. She didn't care about Daozu's decree at all. Now she just wanted to save her child.

Just when everyone was at a stalemate, the sky suddenly came [-] miles eastward, and endless golden lotus, Ying Luo, and Daoyun emerged from the sky.

Many powerful people who were watching saw the Six Saints appearing and knew that they probably wouldn't be able to fight today.

"Witch clan and monster clan are not allowed to go to war for 10 years. Do you want to violate the Taoist decree?"

The first person to speak was Saint Taiqing. As the great disciple of Dao Ancestor, he obviously had enough qualifications to represent Dao Ancestor.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches remained silent, but Di Jun said: "As long as Xuanyuan hands over my son, our demon tribe will immediately retreat."

Seeing the appearance of the saint, Xuan Yuan was startled. There was no such thing in history, but after thinking about it carefully, the monster clan, the murderer, and the witch clan did not step forward to intervene, but now because of their own reasons, the witch clan has already meddled in the matter.

If it is not handled well, the two Lich clans may violate the Tao Ancestor's decree and start a war again. The Six Saints of Heavenly Dao, who are Tao Ancestor's disciples, will naturally come out to uphold the Tao Ancestor's will.

And seeing Fuxi behind Nuwa, Xuanyuan guessed that the Virgin Mother was also behind this.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan directly took away the Dharma image, took the Little Golden Crow into the Tiangang World Tower, then knelt down directly, then forced himself to squeeze out a few tears, and then said with snot and tears: "Please, Holy Mother, please The sage of Taiqing is in charge! The monster race bullies our human race too much!"

"In the past, the ten golden crows brought disaster to the world, and countless innocent creatures died tragically at the hands of the ten golden crows."

"Thanks to the great witch Hou Yi, I was able to save thousands of living beings from the fire and water. I thought that God has the virtue of good life, so I suppressed this little Golden Crow and taught him day and night, trying to lead him to the right path."

"But the monster race is not only not grateful, but also slaughtered my human race for no reason today, and the loss of hundreds of millions of people is simply insane!"

"Besides, the monster race doesn't care about the Holy Mother's creation of the human race. The human religion established by the Taiqing saint simply doesn't care about the two saints. I beg the saint to be the master of my human race!"

After saying that, Xuanyuan kowtowed several times to Nuwa and Laozi on the ground.

This scene made the Twelve Ancestral Witches and everyone in the Monster Clan look dumbfounded. Just now, you said you wanted to roast the Little Golden Crow and eat it, and threatened to fight the Monster Clan until death. In the blink of an eye, you knelt on the ground and asked the Saint to make the decision for you. Where is your face?
When Di Jun saw this, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, which directly earned him several hats.

Taiqing Saint and Nuwa Empress obviously did not think of this for a moment, and were stunned.

Yuanshi, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti also twitched their faces slightly, feeling that they had seen this scene somewhere before.

Leader Tongtian knew that Xuanyuan was the incarnation of his disciple. He looked at Xuanyuan and felt that he was definitely not his disciple. Then he turned to look at the Second Sage of the West, and finally remembered the reason for this inexplicable feeling of familiarity. The Second Sage of the West had Isn't this what you do when you ask the Taoist ancestor to give you the Hongmeng Purple Qi?

Hold it, hold it, this is my disciple.

Tongtian thought silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)