I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

Whoosh whoosh!
Around the top of the mountain, dozens of figures suddenly appeared one after another, covering the sky and the sun.

The people here are the other ten ancestors of the witch clan, as well as many top-notch great witches!
"What happened just now?"

As soon as the leader Di Jiang finished speaking, he suddenly noticed the change in Dayi.

That is the power of the Dao, the breath of Taoism that can be mobilized without mana!
In an instant, the eyes of all the great witches who discovered this at the same time swelled, and they were extremely shocked.

"Brother, good news. With the help of Daoist Lu Chen, Dayi has comprehended a kind of exercise that can be practiced by my family!"

Xuan Ming shouted excitedly.

Chase Lu?

The human saint 300 years ago!
In an instant, all the great witches looked at Lu Chen, who was standing beside Houtu and dressed in white.

The magic power around him is not obvious, but there are stars in the sky hidden in his eyes, and the rhyme of Taoism flows in every move. This child is absolutely extraordinary!

"Thank you fellow daoist for helping Dayi become enlightened!"

After secretly praising Lu Chen, Di Jiang thanked him sincerely.

"Fellow Daoist Dayi is quite similar to an old friend of mine, and today's effort is nothing to worry about."

Lu Chen waved his hand.

The reason why Houyi shot the sun in the myth was to save the common people in the world, which naturally included the human race.

However, such a great hero ended up being besieged to death because he offended Tianwei.

This incident later became the fuse of the Lich War.

Although Dayi in this life has not yet shot the sun, Lu Chen knows that as long as the calamity is still conceived, this incident is absolutely inevitable.

Rather than watching Dayi helplessly, he once again embarked on the fate that had been written, and ended up dead.

It would be better to help him today, which can be regarded as making up for a big regret in my heart.

"By the way, I don't know why some fellow Taoists invited me to go up the mountain?"

Lu Chen asked.

"I heard that the human race abandoned the Golden Core Dao and changed to the Taoist method taught by fellow Taoists, and gained a divine power comparable to that of the monster race."

"I don't know if you can teach this method to my witch clan as well?"

"Poverty Daoist Emperor Jiang hereby swears that if fellow daoist nods, from that moment on, the shaman clan will regard fellow daoist as a holy master!"

Erlang of the Wu clan was born with a straightforward personality, especially Di Jiang, who was the head of the twelve ancestors of witches, was always straight to the point when speaking.

"Of course, if Fellow Daoist is unwilling, we won't be dissatisfied at all."

Jumang on the side hurriedly added a sentence, for fear that Lu Chen would leave in a rage.

After all, in his cognition, all monks are based on the heart of a dead friend who never dies.

It is somewhat unreasonable to so abruptly ask for the cultivation method from a great power who has no friendship, but the benefits given are only a promise.

Because such an incident offended the human race, it was obviously not worth the candle.

"Hahaha, I came here just for this, how could I refuse?"

Lu Chen nodded.

"Second brother, am I dreaming, right? Just pinch me!"

"Ouch! It hurts, hurts!"

"Hahahaha, this is real, not a dream!"

Di Jiang, who was laughing, was like a madman, without the baggage that a great power of heaven and earth should have.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen chuckled.

In his eyes, these rough guys are really cute, at least much cuter than those sanctimonious gods.

"Pass down the order, no matter what the outcome is, from now on, Fellow Daoist Lu Chen will be the holy master of our clan!"

Di Jiang, who had recovered his normal state, ordered immediately.

Afterwards, he turned his head to Lu Chen and asked, "I don't know when the holy master plans to teach the human race skills?"

"Teaching exercises? When did I say that I would teach the witches the cultivation skills of my human race?"

Lu Chen scratched his head.

hiss!
Immediately, everyone present took a deep breath.

Last second, he swore to make a promise, but now he suddenly backtracks.

Is this not taking the witch clan seriously?
As the leader of the witch clan, Di Jiang's face was even more gloomy at this moment, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He's straightforward, but that doesn't mean he's a fool.

"Fellow daoists misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Seeing that the surrounding space became distorted by the anger of the Wu Clan, Lu Chen hurriedly explained, "My clan's cultivation method is not suitable for the Wu Clan's cultivation."

"I came here today to create a practice method for the Wu Clan that belongs exclusively to the Wu Clan!"

To start a kung fu method?
Or is it a practice technique that belongs exclusively to the witch clan?
Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned.

Not to mention how difficult it is for the Wu Clan to practice Taoism, just creating a practice is already comparable to reaching the sky!
Such whimsical words, if spoken by ordinary people, might be regarded as a joke, but the person who said such words was Lu Chen.

Lu Chen, who spread the law for the human race and helped the rise of the human race.

Lu Chen, who helped Dayi to comprehend the power of the Dao.

No matter how arrogant it is, as long as it comes from him, it will definitely work!
"Hurry up and take the saint to the ancestor's cave!"

"What a holy master needs can be satisfied even when going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire!"

"The holy master is not out of the customs for a day, and no one is allowed to come forward to disturb him!"

Di Jiang ordered immediately.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your generosity, the poor daoist will surely not disgrace his life!"

After bowing his hands to Di Jiang, Lu Chen left under the leadership of Kuafu.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Ten youths with similar looks, all handsome and handsome, gathered together.

Behind them, three thousand big monsters are entrenched, all in the posture of submission.

And the identities of these ten people are the sons of Emperor Jun, the ten princes of the current court!

"Brother, why don't we just let go of today's matter, otherwise, when the father returns, he will definitely not spare us lightly."

Er Jinwu hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.

The state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. As the heaven of the demon clan who is about to rule the Great Desolate Continent, Di Jun and Tai Yi have set up laws early on.

Anyone who breaks the rules, regardless of their status, will have to pay a heavy price.

Moreover, Di Jun has long said bluntly that even he and Tai Yi are the same, let alone the top ten Golden Crows.

"The two kings lost face because of the human race."

"Ghost Che Yaoshuai was killed by Lei Ze tragically."

"It has been 300 years now, if I don't take revenge, won't I be ridiculed by others?"

Before the Great Golden Crow could speak, Fei Lian came up and spoke.

During this trip, he personally persuaded the top ten Golden Crows.

Now that the human race is close at hand, how can they retreat again?

"Marshal Fei Lian, are you sure that you can trap that human saint with full confidence?"

Da Jinwu, Prince of the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race, stepped forward and asked.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, since this subordinate dares to say such a thing, he is naturally sure of it!"

Fei Lian nodded.

"That's good!"

After nodding his head, the Great Golden Crow turned around and faced the three thousand great monsters, filled with righteous indignation: "I am here today to use the blood of the human race to restore the prestige of the Heavenly Court and comfort the spirit of Marshal Guiche."

"All the soldiers obey the order and destroy the human race, leaving no one alive!"