There is only one truth about prehistoric times

Chapter 64: Retreat to advance, sage tiger skin

"Get up!"

The Taiqing sage waved his hand, and a gust of breeze lifted Xuan Yuan up.

"I have already judged the rights and wrongs. The demon clan's killing of people is indeed a crime."

"But Daozu has a word that Liches shall not fight again for 10 years, and no one shall disobey it."

"Little Golden Crow is the son of the Demon Emperor after all, so return it to the Demon Emperor!"

"As for the demon clan, they must also give an account for the unprovoked massacre of humans, how about that?"

Lao Tzu looked at Xuan Yuan, then at Yao Emperor Jun, and then gave a compromise opinion.

"Yes, as long as all the demon gods who attack humans commit suicide, I can return Little Golden Crow."

Xuan Yuan spoke first, looking at the Taiqing sage in front of him, but he kept thinking in his heart.

Although Empress Nuwa concealed the secrets for herself and told herself that even other saints could not see through the relationship between herself and this deity, she had a very close relationship with Laozi, and the gossip compass on her body was still the Lingbao Yuan that Laozi once accompanied Unexpectedly, this master uncle probably has seen the relationship between himself and the deity, which is why Xuan Yuan knelt down and sold himself miserably.

Nuwa saint and Tongtian leader both know their identities, and Yuanshi Tianzun hates people with fur and horns, so he must not have a good impression of the monster race, but now the Taiqing saint speaks, although it is to reconcile, but it is also towards himself. Wave advantage is in me.

As for the reception and appointment, it should be just for soy sauce. If the West interferes with the affairs of the East, neither Sanqing nor Nuwa will be happy, so they can be ignored.

"impossible!"

As soon as Xuanyuan finished speaking, Di Jun directly objected. Are you kidding me? Almost all the demon gods in the demon court came out. If all the demon gods stained with the blood of the human race commit suicide, how can they fight against the witch clan in the future.

"Sage, you see, it's not that I am unwilling to cooperate, but that this bastard like Di Jun is not sincere!"

After speaking, Xuan Yuan looked at Di Jun, then looked at several saints, and waved his hands. Of course Xuan Yuan knew that Di Jun could not agree, but negotiation is just a process of asking for a price and paying back the money.

This is actually quite sad. The lives of hundreds of millions of people are used as the price of negotiation, and this is when the saint's tiger skin is ripped off.

If there is no saint present, I am afraid that even if the human race is destroyed, there will be no price for this negotiation.

The weak have no right to speak, this is the cruel reality of the prehistoric world,
Xuan Yuan clenched his fists, thinking that he had the strength of the late quasi-sage and could stir up wind and rain in the prehistoric world and change the fate of the human race, but he was still just a pawn on the chessboard. Only a saint is qualified to play chess .

"If many demon gods are allowed to commit suicide collectively, Di Jun will not agree. You should change the conditions."

At this moment, Empress Nuwa said earnestly that the human race was created by her, and it is impossible to say that she has no feelings at all, but she, who was once a member of the demon race, knew that Di Jun was a born emperor. , even if it is a son, it is not impossible to sacrifice.

"Then, Chaos Bell?" Xuanyuan asked tentatively.

"Don't even think about it. The Chaos Bell is an innate treasure, and it is the companion of my brother Taiyi. Do you think the human life is worth an innate treasure?" Di Jun looked at Xuanyuan with a mocking face.

Although his heart was full of anger, Xuan Yuan had no choice but to endure it.

Di Jun is actually right. In the eyes of the demon clan, apart from himself, the current human race can attract the attention of the demon clan. In the eyes of Di Jun, everyone else is nothing more than ants, blood food, and materials for refining the witch-slaying sword.

"The Hetu Luoshu? Calling the demon banner?" Xuan Yuan opened his mouth to test again.

"Hetu Luoshu's demon court suppresses luck, and there are many demon gods and saints on the demon banners. Even the emperor you say will not agree."

Before Di Jun could speak, I interrupted Xuanyuan directly.

"Then what do you think we should do, saint?"

Xuanyuan felt that this uncle would not harm him, so he asked respectfully.

The Taiqing sage sized Xuan Yuan up for a moment, and then looked at Di Jun: "How about the three top-grade innate spirit treasures?"

"If the Demon Emperor still disagrees, then let Xuan Yuan crush the little Golden Crow to death."

Sometimes it is a coup to retreat to advance. Xuan Yuan asked for prices all over the sky, and what Dijun would not agree to, and the three top-grade congenital treasures mentioned by Lao Tzu, although it will make Dijun feel heartbroken, but they can be taken with pain. from.

Emperor Jun stared at Xuanyuan with splitting eyes, then looked at Xi He who had red eyes beside him, sighed and said, "Okay, just do as the saint said."

When Xuanyuan saw Emperor Jun's promise, he said directly: "Then I want the Sun and Moon Jinglun, the Cuiwei Liangyi lamp and the purple and white gourd on the Buzhou Mountain gourd vine."

"And I want the demon race to swear an oath to heaven. Within 10 years, they will not harm any human race again. Anyone who violates this will be punished by heaven."

The sun and moon essence wheel can be used by Demon Emperor Jun, so it is naturally the best among the best spiritual treasures. It has 48 innate prohibitions and can be called the top magic weapon among the innate treasures.

As for the Cuiwei Liangyi Lantern, there are only 45 innate restraints, which are the same as the three lanterns of heaven, earth and man, but it contains the Liangyi Divine Fire inside. If you can integrate it into your own Divine Fire of Myriad Tribulations, its power will surely increase to a higher level.

The purple and white gourd on the Buzhou Mountain gourd vine was the Immortal-killing gourd used by Lu Ya in later generations. Originally, in history, Donghuang Taiyi refined it with the body essence and blood of the great witch Hou Yi and several great witches, and gave it to Lu Ya for protection. The phrase "Baby, please turn around" has killed countless immortals and Buddhas, which is frightening.

Demon Emperor Jun wanted to repent after hearing this, but after seeing the looks of several saints, he endured it and took out the two spiritual treasures of the Sun and Moon Jinglun and the Cuiwei Liangyi Lamp, while Donghuang Taiyi also took out the Innate Calabash Vine. knotted purple and white gourds.

Seeing that Xuanyuan was very precious to the demon court's spiritual treasures, Emperor Jun suspected that his demon court had been infiltrated by Xuanyuan's spies.

Xuan Yuan accepted the three spirit treasures and said, "There is still an oath."

Di Jun didn't want to swear an oath because he was worried that the human flesh, blood and essence collected so far were not enough to refine the witch-slaying sword that could break Pangu's true body. However, looking at the twelve ancestral witches and six saints opposite, he still had to make an oath. Make an oath to heaven.

Seeing Di Jun and others make the oath of heaven, Xuan Yuan also called out the Tiangang Zhenshi Pagoda and released the little Golden Crow.

As soon as the little Golden Crow came out, he rushed straight into Xi He's arms. Obviously, the experience of this period of time made him terrified, and Xi He could only hug his son to comfort him.

Di Jun also began to prepare to lead many demon gods to leave here.

"and many more."

"The demon-calling flag was obtained from me by my elder brother in the past. Since the demon clan is attacking the human race I set up today, the demon-calling flag should be returned to the original owner!"

Just when Di Jun was about to leave, he was stopped by Empress Nuwa.

Although the saint cannot interfere with the general trend of Heaven without reason, the demon summoning flag is what belongs to him. Even Heaven can't say anything if he takes it back. Obviously Saint Nuwa is also very dissatisfied with Emperor Jun's order to massacre the human race.

Dijun looked at Fuxi beside Nuwa, but Fuxi completely ignored his existence as if he hadn't seen him. Seeing this, Dijun had no choice but to take out the demon banner and hand it to Nuwa, and then said to everyone in the demon court: He said, "Let's go."

This time, the Demon Clan could be said to have lost both his wife and his troops. Di Jun could only hope that the Witch-Slaying Sword would allow him to reverse the situation, eliminate the Witch Clan, and unify the ancient world.

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"Thank you to the saints for upholding justice for our human race, the saint's great kindness, Xuan Yuan will never forget it."

Seeing Di Jun and others leaving, Xuan Yuan also bowed to the saints again. If he hadn't borrowed the tiger skins of the saints today, he might really have a fight with Di Jun, which made Xuan Yuan realize himself once again. insignificant.

The Sanqing headed by Taiqing nodded, then turned and left. Seeing that the Sanqing had gone, the second sage of the West disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, leaving only Nuwa and Fuxi in the end.

After Nuwa said that she would be blessed, she disappeared from Xuanyuan's sight with Fuxi.

"Brother Xuanyuan, don't worry. When the time comes for the Dao Ancestor's decree, we will definitely kill the demon clan's group of miscellaneous birds to appease you."

Jumang patted Xuanyuan on the shoulder and said.

Xuanyuan knew the outcome of the Lich War in later generations, and knew that Gou Mang was just comforting himself. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and saluted to the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "Thanks to the help of several Ancestral Witches today, otherwise our human race would have been seriously injured." All."

The ancestral witches headed by Di Jiang returned the courtesy, saying something like they were allies and should take action on their own, no need to be polite.

Facing the calm Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanyuan felt a little ashamed.

He knew about the Witch-Slaying Sword, but he didn’t tell it. You must know that the Witch-Slaying Sword is made from human flesh and blood and essence. If the Witch Clan knew about the restraint of the Human Clan’s flesh and blood essence on the Witch Clan, who knows what would happen. It will not change its attitude towards the human race.

He didn't dare to gamble with the entire human race.

Therefore, Xuanyuan neither dares nor can say it. He can only find an opportunity to reveal to the Witch Clan that the Demon Clan has refined a magic weapon that can restrain the Witch Clan!
Thinking about it, Xuanyuan rolled up the pair of wings of the Little Golden Crow that had been cut off before, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"By the way, Mangzu Wu, don't you want to eat Golden Crow meat? There happens to be a pair of wings here, so let me grill them, how about that?"

At this moment, a pair of wings fell in front of everyone, a full tens of meters long. This proposal made Gou Mang very happy, and joked that he would break the wings of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in the future, and then invite Xuan Chen to eat them. .

Xuanchen sent his own avatar to check the situation of the human tribes in various parts of the wilderness. This time, more than [-] human tribes were wiped out by surprise, and the human tribes that the monsters attacked first were the most populous tribes. Purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

There are more than one billion human races slaughtered by the monster race, nearly [-]%.

Although it was much better than the original situation in history, looking at the ruins and the flesh and blood that had not been cleaned up on the ground, Xuanyuan felt very uncomfortable and could only numbly gather the surviving humans together as much as possible. together.

These are the seeds of the future rise of the human race.

The human race has been born in this ancient world for more than 5 years. It has been walking along the way. The pioneers have overcome thorns and thorns, and the successors have passed down the fire. In the future, there will always be a spark to start a prairie fire.

There is no dignity that does not require sacrifice, and there is no status that does not require bloodshed. This is the prehistoric era.

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