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Chapter 256 The unknown crisis deeper in the chaos
Ye Yang's eyes narrowed, and he had already pronounced Xuandu's death sentence in his heart.

To merge with the heavenly saint despite the destiny of the human race is to seek the destiny of the human race for the help of the tiger, which is really treason.

Time passed slowly, and disputes broke out again in the ancient land. Countless tribes continued to fight and devour each other.

Although the demon clan has withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, the Lich calamity still continues.

Reincarnation in the heavens, reincarnation in the earth, reincarnation after reincarnation, it seems that the demon clan has withdrawn from the stage of ancient times, but Nuwa is still in the midst of calamity.

The three prehistoric tribes have joined the demon tribe, and the three tribes that should have retreated have once again stepped onto the stage of the prehistoric world. Although they have not joined the dispute yet, they will definitely not be able to escape in the future, and there will definitely be a battle.

I only saw that in the prehistoric sky, the power of calamity was getting more and more powerful. The saints in the sky did not dare to touch it, and even Nuwa did not dare to touch it.

Although the lich power of Nuwa's own soul was burned away by the phoenix, the three prehistoric tribes have joined the demon tribe. Nuwa had a faint feeling in her heart that she was still in danger.

But I also understand in my heart that this disaster cannot be avoided no matter what, and I sense a lot of dangers.
The Great Master was even more trembling and did not dare to cause trouble anywhere. He could only watch the human race and the Wu race fight.

However, it cannot influence Cangjie's creation of characters. With the blessing of the ancestors of the human race, who would dare to do it wrong?

A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and the human tribes changed alternately, but the battle with the Wu tribe was still not over.

But for some reason, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Leader's clone is still alive.

In other words, Xuanyuan is dead and replaced by another young man, who is also the reincarnation of the Tongtian leader, and is also Xuanyuan.

And they still ignore the development of the tribe.

Over the course of a hundred years, Cangjie created a lot of characters, and the fate of the human race began to boil. The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth, and Ye Yang were always squatting in the sky.

There were also several times when many people wanted to help Cang Jie, but they were secretly dealt with by Ye Yang. It was not impossible to help, but the identities of these people were unknown.

What if it’s just for luck?
At this moment, Cangjie's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, he was as skinny as firewood, and he was about to die.

His temples were pale with white flowers, his face was full of wrinkles, and even his teeth were almost gone.

The rickety figure was dressed in tattered animal skins, relying on the support of the branch in his hand to limp forward slowly.

How can a mortal body withstand the baptism of time? It is only a hundred years, but it is a mortal life. If it were not for the blessing of luck, Cangjie would have been buried long ago.

It’s really heartbreaking to watch, but if you want to become enlightened, you must go through this step.

"I can't fall, I have to persevere."

The belief in his heart constantly encouraged him and allowed Cangjie to keep moving forward.

When you are thirsty, drink some dew; when you are hungry, eat some wild fruits on the roadside; when you are sleepy, use the sky as your bed and the earth as your mat.

Every time Cangjie reaches a tribe, he will spend several years passing down the words of his creation. Every time he preaches to a tribe, the luck of the human race will become stronger.

Suddenly, Cangjie's name began to spread among the human race.

Between a dead tree, Cangjie was sleeping, and his whole body shone brightly. This was the luck of the human race, and it was also the righteousness of the people. The branch with the word "Zhi" was hugged tightly to his chest, and he was afraid of falling.

Countless wild beasts stayed away after encountering them. Although they wanted to eat meat, they felt the breath coming from the branches and retreated in fear.

Day after day, year after year, they persisted like this. Ye Yang and others also watched in the void, feeling very excited.

But Hongjun from Zixiao Palace was a little confused.

In recent years, I have tried every means to get close to Cangjie in order to gain some of the human race's luck, or to take advantage of it, but Ye Yang blocked him all the time.

"It's strange. There is obviously some sense somewhere, and part of the human race's destiny is destined to be ours, but why can't we get it? Could it be that the time has not come yet?"

Hongjun didn't understand. Heaven would not lie to him. Otherwise, why not let him kill the future Human Emperor? "That's all, let's take it one step at a time."

Hongjun also understood, how vast is the aura of Human Ancestor Wenzu? He is the ancestor of human civilization, and he carries the aura of Confucianism and Taoism, which is an awe-inspiring righteousness, and is the key to the continuation of human civilization.

Deeper into the vast chaos, the tide of chaos as high as tens of billions of feet was raging deeper into the chaos, but it quietly stopped after a certain range.

On the side of the huge chaos beast's corpse, two figures are constantly comprehending.

The ancestral witch Houtu was still absorbing blood from the corpse of the giant beast. At this moment, the demon-level bloodline around him had been activated by nearly 50%.

But the pool of blood in front of him didn't seem to dissipate. The corpse of the small chaotic beast in the distance was still bleeding gurglingly, gathering in this pool of blood.

The evil energy around him was soaring to the sky, but it did not infect Hou Tu's mind.

During these more than a thousand years, I woke up occasionally, and every time I woke up, I would go outside the giant beast's corpse to take a look.

This time Hou Tu came out again. After looking in a certain direction, he quickly dodged over. After a long time, he rushed out of the coercive range of this huge chaotic beast.

In an instant, the terrifying tide of chaos came over like a mountain collapsing. The further the distance, the more terrifying the terrifying tide of chaos became.

The deeper you go, the deeper the suppression of your spiritual consciousness becomes.

If it were above the prehistoric world, Houtu's mind would instantly cover the entire prehistoric world, and even cover thirty-three days away, but here it could only erupt into a range of hundreds of millions of kilometers of spiritual consciousness.

These chaotic tides hit Hou Tu, directly breaking through the defense of Zu Wu's body, causing severe pain.

But he can still barely stand.

After searching for a circle, I returned to the starting point again.

"It's weird. Is it an illusion? I felt like I heard something, but when I looked for it, I couldn't find anything."

During this period of time, when Hou Tu was practicing, he faintly heard the roar of beasts, or felt another terrifying pressure.

At first I thought it was an hallucination, but later I realized that this feeling was becoming more and more real. Hou Tu searched for it several times but to no avail.

He was also sucked deeper into these waves of chaos, and almost lost his soul. If he hadn't run fast, he probably wouldn't have been able to come back.

After searching around again, Houtu couldn't find it.

"Well, maybe this is really my imagination."

Immediately turn around and go back to continue practicing.

At this moment, outside the giant beast's corpse, the Tongtian Cult Leader was already sitting not far from the giant beast's corpse.

After more than a thousand years of tempering, Master Tongtian's will has become stronger and stronger, and his own magic power has become more and more solid.

After following Ye Yang's advice more than a thousand years ago, the sword's heart was condensed. Now, after thousands of years of pressure, the sword's heart is stable.

Suddenly, the body of the Tongtian Cult Leader who had been sitting down suddenly burst out with terrifying sword energy, densely packed.

Even the cultivator Hou Tu was alarmed.

"Huh? What a terrifying sword intent. Has the leader made a breakthrough?"

He came outside in a flash, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

(End of this chapter)