The man in front of the female spirit suddenly soared into the sky and hugged the falling figure.

A woman covered in blood shouted in despair and sadness: "Our human race was slaughtered by the Virgin Mary. We were originally created by the Virgin Mary as food for the demon race."

"What?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"How could the Virgin do that?"

...

All the thousands of human races below were in an uproar.

Some fell to the ground, looking depressed.

Some kowtow and wail.

Some stood up suddenly, full of grief and anger.

The female spirit also had a pale face in an instant. No, the Virgin Mary would never do this.

The man in the sky shouted angrily: "Although the Holy Mother gave us life, our human race will never make food, and our human race will never surrender.

If you are willing to follow me with all your might, we will set a bloody path for the human race.

From now on, our human race does not respect witches, does not worship immortals, does not respect the Holy Mother, and only depends on ourselves. Kill!”

A man with disheveled hair suddenly stood up, raised his hand and roared: "My human race does not respect witches, does not worship immortals, does not respect the Holy Mother, and only depends on ourselves. Kill!"

A woman in animal skin stood up and shouted angrily: "My human race does not respect witches, does not worship immortals, does not respect the Holy Mother, and only depends on ourselves. Kill!"

"Our human race does not respect witches, does not worship immortals, does not respect the Holy Mother, and only depends on ourselves. Kill!"

"Our human race does not respect witches, does not worship immortals, does not respect the Holy Mother, and only depends on ourselves. Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

More and more human races stood up, and their roars shook the earth.

The man in the air shouted loudly: "Everyone will follow me!"

The vast majority of the human followers men resolutely walked out of their ancestral land, rushed into the darkness, killing all the way.

Some women stayed and guarded the temple under the leadership of the female spirit.

...

Bai Jin stood on a towering mountain range, with the sound of human prayers resounding in his ears, and murmured in his heart: "This is the decision of Nuwa and also my choice. I will exchange a generation for the rise of the entire human race. I will suffer any resentment and hatred. All these sins belong to me." He slowly closed his eyes and looked depressed.

Screams and roars sounded on the ground south of Mount Buzhou, and whine was everywhere. Countless human races fell, and the resentment drifted towards Mount Buzhou.

The temple before Nuwa of Buzhou Mountain became a saint was corrupt and decayed under the overwhelming resentment of the human race.

The luck between the human race and Nuwa is connected. As more and more human races develop resentment towards Nuwa, they are constantly cutting off and their luck continues to decline.

...

Emperor Wa, in the void space of the sky, Qingluan said angrily: "Empress, the human race does not blame the witches or monsters. Resentment dares to attack your temple and shouts the slogan of disrespect for the Holy Mother. It's simply a ruthless thing."

Nuwa said calmly: "I feel very good. In the past, they depended on me and the witch clan, so such human races could not grow up.

Only by daring to bravely fight your own path can you become stronger and have a future.

Now I have given them the opportunity. If they are not self-reliant and self-reliant and do not fight for a bloody path by themselves, I can't help them. The position of the protagonist of heaven and earth has never been so easy to be. They need to fight by themselves and bear the cost of blood by themselves."

"Empress, if the human race cannot kill, will it be completely destroyed?"

"As long as they have a heart that will not surrender, they can fight out."

Qingluan Youyou said, "Empress, why are you planning for them like this?

In the future, your luck in the human race may fall to a low point, and you will also be in a name of indifference and ruthlessness. Some human races may even remember hatred and hate you for thousands of years. You will not do you any benefit in doing this."

Nuwa said, "You don't understand. Only by cutting off the luck of the human race can they go further.

The human race that only respects one saint cannot go to the real stage because other saints are not allowed."

"But Empress, the human race will definitely not appreciate your affection! It will not benefit you at all."

Nuwa looked at the altar with beautiful eyes. Two blood-colored light columns at the top of the altar were connected between the lich and the human race. An image appeared on the altar. It was the scene of the lich slaughtering people. Now all the human races above the ninth floor were slaughtered. The remaining human races were divided into three strands of fleeing in the prehistoric world. Under the interception of the lich, they used their lives and blood to fight a path of blood.

"Why do I need others to be in love with my Nuwa? I do it if I want to do it. I will give it to the immortal person I want to."

Qingluan opened her mouth, speechless, not knowing what to say.

"Bai Jin, it's your turn to take action." Nuwa stretched out her hand and looked at the image above.

...

In the wilderness under the night, the human race will run towards the distance with its families. Even children can jump several meters and constantly leap on the trees. In the martial arts world, they are the master of martial arts. Now they can only escape from their destiny, no goal, no direction, and full of fear.

Hundreds of first generations of people, Zu Fei, were in mid-air, with a firm look.

Boom ~ A fire lit up in the dark night ahead, and the fire lit up the sky and illuminated the night. A group of witch tribes walked out of the flames, and all of them were burning with flames. The head was the great witch Yanli of Zhurong tribe.

Yan Li carried his hands on his back, and a huge voice echoed between heaven and earth, saying, "Human race, my witch clan protects you, you are your master, your god, if you want you to die, you should die, who will give you the courage to resist?"

A human man said angrily: "Our human race only respects heaven and earth, and has no master!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

Hundreds of human strong men were red in their eyes and rushed towards the demon clan, their hearts filled with despair.

The great witch Yan Li waved his hand gently, and all the witch clans in the flames rushed out with excitement.

Boom~ As soon as I contacted it, the flames were surging, and screams sounded one after another. The dense human powerhouses fell, falling from the sky like small birds with wings.

All the thousands of human races in the mountains and forests below were frightened and screamed in horror.

A man-ancestor in the war turned his head and looked at the tribesmen below, and shouted in grief and anger: "Escape, run away!"

Puff~ A stone spear passed through the chest, and the witch talisman shone on the stone spear, and Buff~ The whole ancestor exploded.

The thousands of remaining human races below all burst into tears, gritted their teeth, and fled in scatter.

Yan Li's witch in the sky grinned and said, "I want to escape? Where can I escape?"

With a wave of his hand, he banged ~ Four fire walls rose up in the entire mountain forest, surrounding all the human races. The hot and high temperatures forced all the human races to panic and gathered in the middle.

"Ah~ I'll kill you!" The leader Zu shouted in grief and anger, and Yue Kong held a big knife in his hand and slashed at Yan Li's great witch.

Clang~ The big knife slashed the forehead of Yan Li Dawu, splashing a string of sparks, but it could not break the defense at all.

Yan Li reached out and grabbed Renzu's neck, violently pulled him in front of him, and said coldly: "The prosperity of your human race is given by our witch clan, and we can also take it back!
Chapter completed!