Prehistoric: God-level Development

Chapter 118: Juntian's Wrath (One More Requests for Subscription)

"Collect the troops!"

In the demon cloud, there were suddenly demon soldiers beating the big drum.

Countless demon soldiers returned to the demon cloud and gave up continuing to slaughter the Terrans, they had collected enough Terran flesh and soul to build the Witch Slayer Sword.

At present, Di Jun and Taiyi have more important things to deal with, so naturally they will not continue to entangle here, and the people of the Wu clan are afraid that they have already smelled the movement and rushed over, if they are entangled by the twelve ancestors, Di Jun and Taiyi are afraid that it will be difficult to get out.

Therefore, Di Jun and Tai Yi were unwilling to continue to delay their work on this human race that was less than a quarter of the human race left.

What's more, on the side of Wuzhuang Guan, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi also contained a lot of Terrans, wouldn't it be good to force Hongyun to hand over Hongmeng's purple qi and kill those Terrans at the same time?

Countless Terrans still had a glimmer of hope when they saw that the Demon Clan was planning to retreat, after all, this could allow them to continue to breathe, but after hearing Di Jun's words, almost all the Terrans trembled at this moment.

Their greatest hope for a hundred years is that the Terrans still have branches of the East China Sea lineage, which can be passed on to the Terrans.

But I never thought that the human race on the other side of the East China Sea had also been slaughtered, if it weren't for the protection of the two powerful powers of Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, I am afraid that it would have been destroyed long ago.

Overnight, the human race, which has an infinitely beautiful development situation, has suffered a catastrophe of annihilation!

The eyes of the three ancestors of the Suiren clan and others were red and swollen, their teeth were clenched, and blood was pouring out.

They are angry with the demon clan and cruel, and they are angry at the injustice!

They are angry at Nuwa Niangniang, why they are so ruthless, why they abandon their children!

Looking at the demon clouds in the distance, all the ancestors seemed to have their backbones sucked away.

In desperation, everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Kong Xuan, Jinfeng and others.

"Daoist Master Kong, please also ask the Juntian Holy Master to save us and the other people!"

"I beg the Holy Master to help!"

"I beg the Holy Master to help!"

The cries of the Terrans were one after another, and on the vast land where the river of blood was rampant, the helpless Terrans seemed to grasp the last straw and refused to let go.

Their creator, Nuwa, has already given up on them, and the belief in Nuwa in the minds of the human race is also collapsing.

And the only hope is only the Juntian Dao people, and only this god who appeared in the story of the human race from the beginning of the creation of man has the hope of saving the human race.

Thinking that after Nuwa created a human, she went to open up a dojo, leaving no hole cards for the Terrans, so that the newborn Terrans could face the terrifying flood alone.

However, Jun Tian couldn't bear it, and taught Taoism and merits to improve the strength of the human race.

Later, he sent his disciples to educate the human race and lead the human race to prosperity.

Therefore, the human race respects Juntian, worships Juntian, and regards Juntian as an existence second only to Nuwa.

And this time in the catastrophe of extermination, shouldn't Nuwa, as the Holy Mother who created the human race, come forward to stop and save the people?

Perhaps it can be said that the abandonment of the original creation of human beings is to cultivate the ability of the human race, so that the human race can be self-reliant in the flood.

But now that it's a matter of life and death, why hasn't Nuwa come forward?

As a mother, can she really be so ruthless and let her children be slaughtered?

It all boils down to the fact that all the Terrans already have the answer.

Nuwa Niangniang doesn't care about the human race at all, she doesn't care at all.

No matter how the Terrans develop, no matter whether the Terrans will be destroyed or not, Nuwa will not care.

Even in today's bloody human purgatory, only the disciples under the throne of Jun Tian are willing to save them.

In such a comparison, Nuwa's image in the minds of the human race fell by tens of thousands of feet in an instant.

Although the Terrans will not resent Nuwa and still respect Nuwa as the creator of the Terrans, the Terrans no longer have the same respect for Nuwa as they did at the beginning.

In the heaven of Emperor Wa, Nuwa's heart was originally not smooth, but at this time, she suddenly found that her human luck was declining wildly!

This made Nuwa shocked.

"Why is this? Why has the luck of the Terrans declined!"

"No! it's just that the luck that fell on this seat has declined!"

At that moment, Nuwa pinched her fingers and saw the situation of the human race kneeling and kowtowing, and begging Juntian to make a move, and also sensed that the luck on her body was gradually shifting in the direction of the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea, and fell on the body of the Jun Tiandao person.

This discovery immediately shocked Nuwa's heart.

"What a human race, what a Jun Tiandao person!" Nuwa's heart unconsciously burned with a nameless fire.

She is the founder of the human race, and she is an existence of supreme merit, and the luck of the human race should be enjoyed by Nuwa.

It was that Jun Tian's removal of a part of it had already made Nuwa jealous, and now that a large amount of luck had been taken away by Jun Tian, she was naturally angry.

Even saints have emotions.

Kong Xuan, Jinfeng and the others watched the Terrans below kowtow one by one to beg the Jun Tiandao people to make a move, and the expressions on their faces were also unpredictable.

They also wanted to help the Terrans below, but they really couldn't bring in a master.

And they really don't want to tell the Terrans below about the harsh reality.

But just when Jin Feng thought about it and wanted to tell the truth about the human race, suddenly, a terrifying aura came from the East China Sea.

Where that breath passed, it seemed that ten thousand years of ice were frozen in the bottom of his heart, and he rushed to the sky with a wave of anger, as if a chaotic god and demon were born.

But when Jin Feng, Kong Xuan and the others felt this aura, they did not have the slightest panic, or even a strong surprise.

"It's Master!"

"Master is out!"

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During the time when the two Lich clans were not allowed to go to war, Jun Tian's cultivation was growing day by day, and he soon came into contact with the bottleneck to the late stage of the quasi-saint.

Because Jun Tian did not take the road of beheading three corpses to become holy, everything needed Jun Tian to explore by himself, so he was trapped in this bottleneck for a long time.

When the demon clan wanted to destroy the human race and refine the witch slaying sword, Jun Tian happened to sense a glimmer of opportunity.

Therefore, Juntian gave up all perception of the outside world and threw himself into this level.

Just when Jun Tian was thinking about it, suddenly an amazing wave of luck suddenly blessed him.

That luck was incomparably vast, even more amazing than the luck of its witch clan.

In the midst of the desolation, the only one who can achieve this kind of quality luck is the human race.

After all, he was the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future, and the luck of the human race was amazing, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This sudden blessing of luck could not make Jun Tian break through the bottleneck.

After all, it's not mana, it's obsession!

But after getting this inexplicable luck, Juntian understood that something big must have happened outside.

That's why he stopped breaking through, pinched his fingers, and calculated that the Terrans were now being slaughtered.

It was calculated that the Nuwa sage did not care about the human race.

calculated that Di Jun and Taiyi, two guys who don't have a long memory, actually angered him again at this time.

also calculated that the opportunity for his breakthrough is at this moment!

The tragic situation of the Terran is shocking, that is, Jun Tian knows that he is no longer a Terran, and he already empathizes.

I don't know if it's the reason why luck is blessed on him, countless Terran pleadings, countless Terran prayers appear in his heart.

"Plead with the Holy Master to save the Terrans!"

For a while, the boulder in Jun Tian's heart seemed to loosen.

And he also understood what his obsession was!

"Dijun, Taiyi!"

"You are so bold!"

The next moment, Jun Tian walked out of the main hall, and the momentum on his body suddenly exploded unconsciously, alarming half of the desolation!

And at this moment, the most lively in the flood is Wuzhuang Temple!

After the Red Cloud Ancestor and Zhen Yuanzi appeared on the coast of the East China Sea, their whereabouts were completely exposed, and countless great powers walked out of the cave together, wanting to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the hands of the Red Cloud Ancestor.

Kunpeng, Styx, Dijun, Taiyi, Guangchengzi, Randen and other monks have all appeared outside the Wuzhuang Temple.

They are like sharks that smell blood, swarming to get a piece of the pie.