Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

Hearing Suirenshi's interrogative words, Xingtian glared at Suirenshi, shook his wrist, and said in a bad tone: "Suirenshi, if the twelve ancestors hadn't asked me to be polite to you humans, based on your current tone, do you believe that I would destroy you humans?"

Before Xingtian led his witch clan members to come, the twelve witch ancestors met specifically to discuss how to treat the human race.

After knowing the secret of the human soul, the witch clan became very concerned about the human race.

In the end, the twelve witch ancestors discussed two results, one was to destroy the human race, and the other was to trap the human race and prevent the demon clan from taking advantage of it.

These were the last two options discussed by the twelve witch ancestors, considering that the human soul would not cause much harm to the demon clan as a whole, but in the future war, it would have a great impact on the twelve heavenly gods and demons formed by their witch clan.

If the soul of the human race could also cause heavy damage to the Zhoutian Xingdou formation of the demon race, the human race would have been slaughtered by the witch race at this moment.

In the last two options discussed, because of the insistence of Hou Tu, the twelfth ancestor of the witch race, the twelfth ancestor witch finally chose to trap the human race to prevent the demon race from slaughtering the human race and refining weapons against the witch race.

The tribe of Qiang Liang, the ancestor of thunder, is located in the eastern part of the prehistoric world, closest to the coast of the East China Sea.

The task of besieging the human race fell on Qiang Liang.

Qiang Liang sent the great witch Xing Tian to lead a group of witches to oppress the human race.

Before leaving, the kind-hearted ancestor witch Hou Tu repeatedly told Xing Tian not to massacre the human race, but just to besiege them.

It was because of this that Xing Tian, ​​who had a bad temper and was powerful, could have a few words with the human race, who were like ants in his eyes.

Instead of suppressing the human race right away.

"Xingtian, don't bully our human race too much!" Suiren was angered by Xingtian's words, but considering the difference in strength between the two sides, he could only endure it, with anger burning in his heart.

Youchao and Ziyi also stared at Xingtian with angry eyes.

"Hmph!" Xingtian was too lazy to pay attention to the human race who were like ants in his eyes, and punched the three ancestors of the human race directly, saying: "Half a year! This great witch will give you half a year to move the human race to the vicinity of my witch camp not far away!"

"After half a year, if you don't do it, I will kill 30% of your human population!"

"Then I will force you to besiege!"

After punching the three ancestors of the human race, Xingtian turned around and strode away, leaving behind an arrogant and unpredictable back.

At this time, the three ancestors of the human race looked at the fist marks that Xingtian had blasted out of their bodies, and their eyes were all solemn.

Xing Tian is a great witch of the witch clan, whose strength is comparable to that of the most powerful Daluo Jinxian. Although he just casually punched out without intending to kill the three ancestors of the human race, it was terrifying for the three ancestors of the human race who were only at the level of Taiyi Jinxian. A black fist print of 100,000 feet in size, with an unstoppable fierce aura, fell directly towards the three ancestors of the human race, including Suiren. Endless strong winds swept, and ripples in the void fluctuated. The huge fist print that seemed to be able to suppress a large world had not really fallen, but the pressure alone had already made Suiren and other three ancestors of the human race feel like they were facing a great enemy. The terrifying aura directly oppressed the three ancestors of the human race, making it difficult for them to move, and they could only watch the fist print fall. "The fire will live forever!" Suiren roared, and a small bunch of burning flames appeared out of thin air above his head. This flame is different from the flame condensed by mana or produced by lightning. It is full of a sense of light, warm and vigorous, positive and optimistic, and contains a strong sense of the eternal existence of humanity.

After the human race's fire appeared, the sky and the earth shone brightly.

Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered and turned into firewood for the burning fire. In just a moment, the human race's fire was as dazzling as a big sun, expanding to nearly 100,000 feet in size.

The surging fire attribute of heaven and earth and the power of light continued to rush towards the huge fist print. At the same time, the fire burned, burning the giant fist with flames, and wanted to burn it from the most essential to disintegrate.

At the same time, Youchao offered a simple and quaint house, rippling with an indestructible defensive aura, covering the three ancestors of the human race and resisting the pressure of the giant fist.

A slightly simple but majestic dress appeared out of thin air on Ziyi's body. Her graceful figure could not be concealed, and a firm sense of protection emerged from her body. A dazzling white light condensed into a thick protective barrier, protecting Ziyi tightly.

With a flash of his figure, Ziyi stood in front of Suiren and Youchao, and with his own human protective clothes, he resisted most of the power of the giant fist.

Suiren attacked, Youchao and Ziyi defended, and the three ancestors worked together to finally resist and eliminate Xingtian's punch bit by bit.As the 100,000-foot giant fist fell from the sky, it was burned to a size of 10,000 feet by the blazing fire of the human race. It hit the human defense house built by Youchao, but it only caused a vibration and could not break the defense house.

In the house, Ziyi took the lead and resisted most of the shock force.

In the end, the huge fist print blasted by Xingtian in the sky was completely resisted by the three ancestors of the human race, and burned it into nothingness.

Suiren, Youchao and Ziyi each took back their own merit treasures, looked at each other, and all showed solemnity on their faces, without any erosion of the joy of Xingtian's punch.

After a while, Suiren said bitterly: "The witch clan is too strong. We can't resist Xingtian, a great witch."

"If Xingtian had really exerted his strength of the peak of the Golden Immortal, we would have been seriously injured or even killed by his punch!"

After the words fell, the three ancestors of the human race were speechless for a while, feeling helpless and powerless.

"Suiren, have you notified Tong Daoyou?" After a while, as if remembering something, Ziyi asked Suiren anxiously.

"I have crushed the jade piece of contact that Tong Daoyou left for us humans. I guess he is rushing to our human race now." Suiren nodded and said, "I just don't know if Tong Daoyou can come back within half a year."

As he said this, Suiren showed a trace of anxiety on his majestic face.

Youchao and Ziyi were silent when they heard this.

There was no other way. The human race was too weak. Without the personal protection of Tong Ling, the saint who carried the treasure of the saint's enlightenment, they dared not resist the witch clan at all.

Otherwise, it would be a catastrophe!

Half a year later, if Tong Ling did not return, the three ancestors of the human race, including Suiren, could only lead the human race to migrate to the witch clan not far away.

At that time, they would definitely be regarded as an inferior race and oppressed and exploited by the witch clan.

Although this result was much better than being slaughtered by the monster clan, it was still unacceptable to the three ancestors of the human race.

So, in their hearts, the biggest thought at this moment was that Tong Ling could return to the human race as soon as possible.

It would be best if it was within half a year.

......

Five months later, a five-colored glow suddenly appeared in the sky not far from the coast of the East China Sea.

As the sound of the rushing air came, a majestic and mysterious figure with colorful colors all over his body flew towards the gathering place of the human race.

As the human race got closer, such a huge movement naturally attracted the attention of the human race.

When he saw the majestic beast galloping on the colorful clouds in the sky, he immediately shouted in surprise and joy.

"It's the auspicious beast Qilin!"

"Yes! It's a colorful Qilin. Is there any auspicious thing coming to our human race?"

"I guess it is! Hey? Look! There is someone on the back of the five-colored Qilin, it's an immortal!"

"......"

Tong Ling sat on the back of the five-colored Qilin, looking down at the human tribe on the ground. When he saw the countless people rushing out of the house, looking up, and looking excited and awed, a smile slightly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This scene was one of the reasons why he subdued Qi Aotian as his travel mount.

Nothing else, just the cool ears!

Withdrawing his gaze, Tong Ling urged the five-colored Qilin Aotian, saying: "Aotian, speed up and get to the Human Ancestor Temple, the holy land of the human race, within six days!"

"Okay!" Qi Aotian was rewarded by Tong Ling not long ago. The reward was a promise. Tong Ling promised that when he took Qi Aotian back to Jin'ao Island, he would take him to meet the Shangqing Saint.

Qi Aotian thought that he could meet the saint in the future when he followed Tong Ling back to Jin'ao Island, and maybe he would have the opportunity to become a disciple of the saint, so he worked harder as a mount.

The five-colored auspicious clouds under his feet surged faster and faster.

Five days later, the Human Ancestor Temple was in sight.