A handsome and extraordinary Taoist priest flew down and held the baby in his arms.

The baby looked at the Taoist boy, turned his bright big eyes and giggled.

Qingfeng showed a proud look on his face. Although he was young, his aesthetic taste was already normal.

The woman jumped over and stood on the ground, looking at the young Taoist boy with tears in her eyes and begging and crying, "Please, return the child to me~Please~"

"Woo~Woo~"

"Aowu~"

"Ao~"

...

Low beast roars came from all directions, and dozens of monsters rushed out at the same time and rushed towards the Qingfeng Taoist boy in the air.

The young Taoist boy in Qingfeng smiled contemptuously and said coldly: "Beasts who have not yet opened their wisdom dare to be arrogant!" He pinched the seal in both parts and shouted: "Mu Ling Spell!"

Puff ~

Puff ~

Puff ~

The bodies of dozens of monsters grew dense branches at the same time, piercing the flesh and sprinkling blood.

Dozens of corpses of monsters fell downwards, and all the human races dodged, smashing down on the ground below. The strong vitality of the upper body was still twitching, making a cry of sorrow.

All the escaped human race stopped, their eyes bloomed for the first time, and they looked at the Qingfeng Taoist boy excitedly.

Above the clouds in the sky, the cat Yaoyao Shen shouted angrily: "So brave! How dare you kill my son~"

He reached out and waved his hand at the Qingfeng Taoist Child suddenly, and a huge cat claw was generated and grabbed the Qingfeng Taoist Child Child.

Qingfeng looked up and shouted, "Master, someone wants to kill your most handsome Taoist boy, help me!"

A whisk spread across the sky and flicked casually. The sky and earth around the cat Yao Yao God in the Daluo realm suddenly collapsed. All the powerful demon clans looked terrified, and the next one disappeared instantly.

The young Taoist boy in Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and shouted proudly: "Let you still show off."

The boy flew down in the breeze and returned the child to the woman.

The woman hugged the child tightly and cried, "Thank you! Thank you!"

The human race stood motionless in the distance, some prayed to look at the breeze, some looked dazed and their eyes were numb.

The young Taoist boy in Qingfeng sighed secretly and said, "You come with me! Wuzhuang Temple can protect you."

The human race survived in a desperate situation and shouted ecstaticly: "Thank you sir!"

"Woooooooooooo~ Thank you sir!"

...

The young Taoist boy in Qingfeng took them to Wuzhuang Temple.

...

The next day, the massacre was over. Dead corpses were everywhere south of Mount Buzhou, and the resentment of death filled the sky and the earth. The temple before the Nuwa of the Buzhou Mountain became a saint was collapsed with a sudden impact of the resentment of the human race.

When it dawned, Bai Jin opened his eyes in the mountains and let out a long breath. With a glance, he saw Hou Tuzheng guarding the side. He quickly got up and said, "Thank you, Miss Hou Tu!"

Houtu clicked a little and said lightly: "Come with me, come and have a walk?"

Bai Jin asked, "Where to go?"

"have no idea!"

Hou Tu walked forward, and Bai Jin followed behind honestly.

Just after walking a few steps, I saw ghosts whistling by the gray world, and the mountains and forests seemed to have become paradises of dead souls.

...

In the first heaven of the Demon Court, surging flames were burning, and among the flames was a sea of ​​blood, which was constantly refining.

A majestic emperor sitting cross-legged in the flames was Di Jun.

There were several figures standing outside the world, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fuxi, and Bai Ze.

Di Jun's loud voice sounded: "Has the human race been destroyed?"

Bai Ze bent down and bowed respectfully, saying respectfully: "Report to Your Majesty! The human race has left three seeds. The human race has the Nuwa Niangniang Temple in the ancestral land. Some human women are hiding in it. We dare not use rash weapons and do not forcefully break in.

Some human races gathered in Shouyang Mountain, where the Taoist temple of the Supreme Saint is so we dare not trespass.

There are also some human races who were rescued by Zhen Yuanzi and hid in Wuzhuang Temple."

Kunpeng and Taiyi all looked like they were moving, Wuzhuangguan Zhenyuanzi.

Taiyi immediately said coldly: "Brother, I'll go to Wuzhuangguan and force Zhen Yuanzi to hand over the human race. If he doesn't know the truth, he will suppress him today."

Kunpeng said solemnly: "Zhen Yuanzi has some skills, so I will go together.

I heard that Zhen Yuanzi is good at the three great ways of civil and industrial space, so I should learn about it today.”

Kunpeng looked at Fuxi again and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to go to Zhenyuanzi together for a while?"

Fuxi smiled freely and said, "No, I need to go back to the Wa Emperor Heaven. If the human race is slaughtered, I always have to give Nuwa an explanation."

Di Jun's voice came from the world: "It's time for Fuxi to be the Demon Saint!"

Fuxi bowed and turned around and left.

"Taiyi~"

"Brother, what are your instructions?"

"Bring the demon-striking banner, if you have the chance to make Zhen Yuanzi surrender."

Taiyi responded respectfully: "Yes!"

Kunpeng's face turned dark, and calling the demon banner was definitely an indescribable pain for him.

...

Clang ~ A bell shook the world.

Dang ding ding ding ~ The bells rang one after another, spreading throughout the prehistoric world.

In the sky of the Emperor Wa, Qingluan stood beside Nuwa, looking at the images on the altar, Taiyi and Kunpeng were attacking Wuzhuang Temple with all their strength. The sky was covered with a phantom of mountains and rivers. Even the Donghuang Bell, Kunpeng Palace could not break the defense of mountains and rivers. The demons besieged Wuzhuang Temple but could not even enter the door.

Qingluan asked curiously: "Empress, did you arrange it by Zhenyuan Daxian?"

Nuwa shook her head and said, "No, I only arranged Bai Jin. If you take too many actions, you will easily leave traces."

Qingluan muttered, "The Great Immortal Zhenyuan actually took the initiative to help the human race. He seems to be the only powerful person in the prehistoric world who helps the human race!"

"Qingluan!"

"Empress, what are your instructions?"

"Afterward, I was invited to visit the Great Immortal of Zhenyuan to discuss the Tao."

Qingluan was stunned for a moment and quickly responded: "Yes!"

Nuwa suddenly looked moved and said, "Qingluan, you are here to protect me and you are not allowed to leave."

Qingluan responded respectfully: "Yes!"

The figure of Nuwa disappeared, and the next moment appeared on the cloud bed in the Imperial Palace, sitting cross-legged on it, graceful and luxurious.

A figure striding in outside was Fuxi.

Fuxi walked to the center of the hall and looked up at his sister in the main seat. At this moment, he felt familiar and unfamiliar.

Nuwa smiled and reached out and said with a smile: "Brother, please sit down!"

Fuxi bowed and said respectfully: "Greetings to Nuwa!"

Nuwa's movements froze and said helplessly: "Brother, why are we here?"

Fuxi stood up and said calmly: "Now everything is as you wish. The human race was slaughtered by the lichs and almost exterminated. All the first generation of ancestors fell."

Nuwa said, "All this is for the future?"

"What future? Look down at the prehistoric world, your Holy Mother will destroy them. Have you heard the human race's wailing? Have you seen the resentment that is permeated with the prehistoric world?" Fuxi's eyes were filled with an unconcealed look and sadness.

Sadly said, "You who are not sanctified are so compassionate and kind, and how ruthless you are now."

Nuwa let out a long breath and said, "I didn't tell you the reason before, because I was worried that I would be explored by other saints and destroy my plans. Now I already know everything I should know, so it's okay to tell you."

Fuxi looked at Nuwa calmly.
Chapter completed!