Primordial Era: Even the Three Purities Must Call Me Second Uncle

The self-explosion of the Lingmu Patriarch immediately made the rest of the Hunyuan Golden Immortals feel a sense of sadness.

They seemed to see themselves before the creation of the world.

They could not help but feel boundless anger in their hearts.

So they attacked the enemy in front of them more frantically.

Several more Yuanhui passed.

The Creation Patriarch fell, but before he fell, he took the beast in front of him with him.

With the fall of Creation, his only remaining source also disappeared in the sky.

Only Hong Yuan could see that the source of Creation that escaped flew into the prehistoric world.

Finally, it landed in a secret place, in the body of a creature that was still in the process of transformation.

Although the creature had not yet been transformed, Hong Yuan's strength could naturally see that it was the future Nuwa.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yuan was also thoughtful.

"No wonder Nuwa is practicing the way of creation. It turns out that she got a ray of origin from fellow Daoist Creation."

However, he did not intend to take away the ray of origin from creation.

After all, there is no consciousness of creation in the ray of origin from creation, and it will not have any impact on Nuwa.

On the contrary, this ray of origin from creation is of great help to Nuwa.

It is precisely because of this ray of origin from creation that Nuwa is extremely familiar with the way of creation from birth, and she created the human race to achieve the saint of heaven with merit.

Speaking of Nuwa creating humans, in Hong Yuan's memory, Nuwa should have used his Qiankun Ding when stirring the spiritual soil.

Should I lend it to her at that time?

After all, without the Qiankun Ding's ability to reverse the innate, it would be difficult for Nuwa to merge the Nine Heavens Xiran and the Three Lights Divine Water together.

But his Qiankun Ding has long become a treasure of chaos, and it is unknown what difference the human race created by this level of Qiankun Ding will make this time.

With the death of Lingmu and Creation,

Fate and Samsara also died after several Yuanhui.

Even Hunpeng was taken away by Hunchun's self-explosion before his death.

Hongjun was only seriously injured because he was protected by the Zhutian Qingyun.

He looked at the clear cracks on the Zhutian Qingyun and felt a little distressed.

After Hunpeng died, a trace of his origin remained and escaped into the prehistoric world.

He fell into a creature that was still in the process of transformation in the North Sea.

With the death of Fate, Samsara, and Hunpeng, the aura of catastrophe between heaven and earth dissipated a lot.

This also made the Hunyuan Jinxians headed by Yangmei Luohou and others wake up.

Yangmei Luohou looked at the still powerful fierce beast clan and felt bad. If they continued to fight like this, they would probably be defeated.

After all, only three Hunyuan Jinxians and Hunchun died in the fierce beast clan.

On their side, five Hunyuan Jinxians died.

So Yang Mei and other Hunyuan Jinxians looked at each other, and saw from each other's eyes that this battle was not feasible!

So, the Hunyuan Jinxians headed by Yang Mei and Luo Hou left a message to fight again after a thousand yuan, and then fled without any agreement.

Watching everyone fleeing, Qiongqi was about to persuade his eldest brother to stop them.

But he was interrupted by Shen Ni.

"Let them leave!"

"Why?"

Qiongqi asked in a buzzing voice.

Not only Qiongqi, but also Taotie, Taowu and others were very puzzled and asked.

"Yes, big brother! We are about to win, why don't we continue?!"

Shen Ni took a look at the scars all over the bodies of Qiongqi and the other two, and their bodies seemed to be shaky, and finally sighed: "Listen to big brother!"

Shen Ni didn't want to leave Yang Mei and others behind.

But if they were left behind, although they would win the battle, I'm afraid that no one on my side would survive except me.

For some beasts that had no intelligence, he, Shen Ni, could choose to sacrifice them without frowning.

But the people in front of him were different. They had intelligence and were not war machines that could only kill.

So Shen Ni couldn't do it at all.

He originally wanted the beast clan to stand at the top of the prehistoric world, but if he was the only one left in the beast clan, what would be the use?

At this time, Qiongqi and others seemed to understand Shen Ni's idea.

He just lowered his head without saying a word.

If they were not useless, why would the eldest brother be so entangled?

At this time, Shen Ni continued to speak: "You should recover from your injuries first. This catastrophe is far from over. However, with the resentful and evil spirits accumulated between heaven and earth over the years, I believe you will recover quickly. Maybe you can make a breakthrough by then. No matter how powerful the Ten Thousand Races are, they can't recover as fast as us."

"When you all recover, it's up to us to decide whether to start a war or not?!"

After hearing what Shen Ni said, Qiongqi and others suddenly realized.

That's right, they are fierce beasts. As long as there is enough resentful and evil spirit, they can recover quickly.

They don't believe that Yang Mei and others can recover faster than them?

He is worthy of being the eldest brother. His brain is fast.

Otherwise, how can he be their eldest brother?

On this day, the Daluo Jinxians in the prehistoric world also received orders from Yin and Yang and others on their side.

Hearing this order, the Daluo Jinxians couldn't believe it.

The ancestor of their side was defeated?

When the living beings below saw the Daluo Jinxians at the head suddenly froze, they couldn't help but "click" in their hearts.

They asked in a panic: "Senior, is there any situation?"

The Daluo Jinxians looked at the living beings below, and somehow, they suddenly trembled a little, and after holding it in for a long time, they uttered a sentence with difficulty.

"We retreat!!"

Hearing the order issued by the Daluo Jinxian on the top, the remaining creatures of the prehistoric myriad races suddenly felt a piercing coldness.

They all shivered.

For a while, the creatures of the myriad races no longer had the previous fighting spirit, as if they had lost their vitality, and turned around and ran away one by one.

But how could the fierce beasts miss this opportunity?

So they became even crazier.

For a while, the creatures of the myriad races were defeated, and their remaining corpses were all along the way.

In this battle, the myriad races were defeated.

And because the fierce beasts were under the control of Shen Ni, they only let them clear out some small teams.

The beasts did not attack the scattered army of the Ten Thousand Races.

Although the mighty ones tried their best to protect the creatures below during the retreat, many creatures still died in the hands of the beasts.

After escaping for several Yuanhui, the beasts finally gave up the pursuit.

When the mighty ones counted the remaining creatures of the Ten Thousand Races, they were stunned.

In this battle, as many as 70% of them died.

Seeing this scene, even with the mentality of those mighty ones, they felt an inexplicable sadness at this time.

"Is this the calamity?! The way of heaven is unfair, how unfair is the way of heaven!!"

There were wailing and crying everywhere in the prehistoric world.

It shook the whole world.

Amid the wailing and crying of the Ten Thousand Races in the prehistoric world, the sky of the prehistoric world suddenly brightened, and a hazy incarnation suddenly appeared in the void.