Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

"Repay the lives of our Yaksha brothers! I will fight with you, those stubborn demons!"

At this moment, the human army of hundreds of millions was completely ignited with the will to die: "Although we are dead! But our heroic souls will never die! Kill! No mercy!"

The Lord Shen waved the array sword again, this sword! It actually took away the seven demon souls' true bodies, and at the same time, hundreds of millions of clan members were all wiped out...

There was a look of relief in Zhang Wei's eyes, and there was even a hint of a smile: "Han Xun, this time, I won. I killed more demons than you." Then they turned into dots of stars and dissipated between the heaven and the earth. , he didn’t even have his true spirit left.

Of the hundreds of millions of human beings, even half of them didn’t even have their true spirits left behind. They burned their true spirits to add a touch of power to the divine king’s array sword!

Millions of yakshas and hundreds of millions of humans fought to the death to replace tens of billions of little demons.

This kind of battle loss ratio is already comparable to that of the Lich War! Although, there are close to ten Taiyi Golden Immortals among these millions of yakshas.

Judging from individual strength, the elites of the human race are all stronger than the immortals. However, the demon souls of the demon clan are too simple and direct. Most of the billions of little demons are not even strong enough to be immortals. With such a formation combination When he got up, he actually had Daluo's mana fluctuations!

Although it is only mana, it is enough to prove the terror of this method.

"Human race? Is it possible to be so capable?"

Xihe looked at this scene and murmured to himself, but...'Di Jun, we must fight! ’

Xi He formed a seal with his hands, and a treasure bottle absorbed the true spirits of all races, and then said loudly:

"The demon tribe! March on! Go straight to Huanglong! Enter the human tribe!"

Here, Xi He leads half of the demon god's high-end troops and all the low-end little demon troops, entering the wilderness from Nantianmen.

On the other side, Kunpeng has led his remaining troops from Dongtian Gate to the East China Sea. From the sea, he has rushed straight to the human race. Here, there are six demon saints!

Most of the human army is now delayed on the East China Sea. Dragon soldiers, Yaksha soldiers, human soldiers, including Ji Heng, Xuandu and other high-end combat forces are all here!

This is a frontal battlefield. The battlefield here has fallen into a stalemate at this time. The human race is not allowed to move to support the south. If it moves, it may be lost in an instant.

Three years later, the war in the east remained stalemate for three full years without much movement. Basically, there were some Da Luo fighting skills every day, and then they threw a few spells at the opposite military camp when they were not prepared.

The south side is also resisting desperately, but they are retreating steadily, all the way back to the former Youchao tribe.

At this time, the human race had carried out a large-scale relocation, taking the Shura Yaksha tribe with them, evacuating the Youchao tribe and the Houtu tribe, and all returned to the Suiren tribe.

Countless mortals and Qi practitioners who are not at the immortal level are all guarded in the center of the human race. This part of the human race has a total of six trillion. The human race has a total of only a little more than ten trillion. Fortunately, Although the war was huge, the Suiren and Ziyi tribes were not greatly affected. They just joined the army and practiced crazily.

In the ancient world, calamity spread, and the dark sky had not seen the sun and moon for more than two years. Day and night seemed to have become the same, just dark.

At this time, in the Wa Palace.

Chang'e knelt on the ground and cried. She knelt in front of the cloud bed under Nuwa's seat, and shed tears all day long: "Mother of the Holy Mother, please save the human race..."

"Chang'e..."

Nuwa stood up and dragged the silver snake tail forward. Her beautiful face was full of haggard. She walked in front of Chang'e, leaned down, held up Chang'e's fair face with pear blossoms and rain, and gently Wiping away her tears: "Xiao'e, I... can't do anything."

Nuwa's forehead lightly touched Chang'e's.

The two came to a pure white directionless space.

"Xiao'e, there is nothing I can do..." Nuwa gently held Chang'e in her arms and patted Chang'e's back gently.

Chang'e felt dizzy and wanted to fall asleep. Before she fell asleep, she felt a trace of restraint in this space.

"If the human race wants to prosper, it must go through such hardships. Heng, you have changed a lot. You have done many things that the human race cannot do." ’ With tears in her eyes, Nuwa took Chang’e out of the pure white space and placed Chang’e on the cloud bed.

'These are rules, rules, we can't break them...'

East China Sea coast.

Ji Heng looked at the demon clan outside on the sea with anger in his eyes.

‘Now, we must think about strategies… where exactly are the advantages of the human race, and where are the directions that the human race can take. ’

The human race's individual combat ability is not as good as that of the Wu clan. If they fight head-on, the human race will suffer. However, in terms of formation, the human race is on par with the demon clan who cannot get out of the Zhoutian Star Dou formation. Under such circumstances, the human race, all It's a disadvantage, not an advantage at all!

Ji Heng sat cross-legged and meditated, thinking about what countermeasures the human race should take...

‘Spirit, body, magic, supernatural powers, mental power…mental power! ’

Ji Heng opened his eyes suddenly. The way out for the human race lies in this mental power!

The human race has always relied on this heart, and it has always relied on this spirit and will! This is the advantage of the human race over all races in the wild!

It is a big taboo to have the military morale in chaos. If the human race wants to win, it must poke the demon tribe’s military morale!

Second...is the true use of mental power.

Ji Heng was the general marshal of the frontal battlefield. After thinking of the countermeasures, he sent a message: "Everyone, come to my military camp."

Half a quarter of an hour later, the military camp was full of seats. The first person sitting next to Ji Heng was Xuandu, followed by Zizaitian, Ao Guang and the powerful clansmen they led, as well as the heads of the Feng family, Ji family and other families of the human race. On the other side, there is the Kunlun Mountain lineage led by Guangchengzi, famous Taoist disciples, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, the Three Holy Mothers, Duobao Taoist, and the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun.

Those who can sit here, without exception, are the worst ones, Taiyi Golden Immortal.

At this time, Yun Xiao's beautiful eyes looked worriedly at Ji Heng, who was sitting in the main seat.

Neither Zhao Gongming nor San Xiao expected that their meeting again would be in this situation.

Zhao Gongming looked at Ji Heng who looked haggard, and felt extremely sad in his heart. If he had known this, Pindao should have told Brother Ji Heng the news! Who would have thought that the shemale would actually have a fight!

"Everyone." Ji Heng said in a deep voice: "First of all, Doshel and others will still be sitting here today, standing on the side of our human race."

"What words! What words are these!" Zhao Gongming shouted: "Brother Ji Heng, you don't take your brother Zhao seriously! Of course we will..."

Yun Xiao said seriously: "Brother, shut up!"

Zhao Gongming immediately took back his words and scratched his head with a smile.

Ji Heng felt a little relieved at this moment. At the same time, he was also complaining about whether Brother Zhao really didn't improve his IQ for so many years, but only improved his cultivation level?

Xuandu patted Ji Heng on the shoulder and gave him a firm look, which seemed to say, don't be afraid, you and I will be here no matter what.

After Zhao Gongming's interruption, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed. Zi Zaitian and Ao Guang looked at Ji Heng with smiles, everything was in their eyes.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun are headed by Guang Chengzi. Guang Chengzi smiled at Ji Heng, which means, we all listen to you.