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The moment the baby in the vast ancient plain uttered the words "I am the ancestor of the human race", this world was turned upside down.

Lu Wuhui floated in mid-air, watching the rain of blood and ashes of catastrophe falling between the heaven and the earth with heavy eyes, as if the heaven and the earth were mourning.

The baby Long Aotian, who was bathed in the rain of blood and ashes, laughed loudly, very arrogantly: "Sure enough, the sky is raining blood, so I should be the ancestor of the human race, and slaughter all the ancient beasts in this world!"

The ancestor of the human race?

The Gushen Mirror is a fairy artifact made from fragments of the Great Dao. Tracing back to the past events of the heaven and the earth, it interacts with the Dao of Heaven in the dark. The blood rain passes through Lu Wuhui's invisible and substanceless body, but Lu Wuhui's spiritual platform feels endless anger and sorrow.

Long Aotian in the illusion didn't notice that the blood rain and robbery ash were attacking him, but they were all blocked by the baby's body and the indescribable and indescribable lines of law on his body.

Lu Wuhui only looked at it for a moment, and a small crack appeared in the Lingtai, and the Gushen mirror shook slightly, and a clear light shone, covering Lu Wuhui.

In the past, countless things in the ancient times are like a revolving lantern, many buried in scattered legends, and only a few strange beasts described by the ancient monks have emerged one after another, but I don’t know whether it is because the mirror of the valley cannot be realized, or it is intentional. , Lu Wuhui could only see a scale and a half claw.

The only thing that Lu Wuhui can take a closer look at is Long Aotian, who was picked up and brought up by the human race.

Lu Wuhui felt that he had read "Cultivation to Dominate the World" again, but it was just like ancient times, changing the soup without changing the medicine. After Long Aotian was reborn in the ancient times, he went around collecting younger brothers and opening a harem, and his strength, Also getting stronger and stronger.

Lu Wuhui stood in the dragon's nest, looking at the heroic young men in the dragon's nest who were drenched in dragon blood. From his vague perception, this so-called ancestor of the human race gathered almost all the luck of the human race in ancient times. In addition, he still has a considerable part of the luck of the orc clan, which is probably due to the fact that he accepted the celestial maiden of the Feng clan into the harem.

If you look at it with the mirror of the valley at this time, the heroic blue bird with its feet on the golden dragon and laughing wildly is like a huge spider, and its spiritual consciousness is covered with dense, constantly flickering blood-red rays of light. Fangtiandi, big and small, all people or beasts who have intersected with youth.

At the moment when the young man slayed the dragon, layers of blood clouds gathered in the dark sky, and golden thunder and lightning shuttled through the clouds like a dragon, killing the sky, and locked the fearless young man below.

"Hahaha! Thunder tribulation descended from the sky, help me improve my cultivation to a higher level!"

Click!The golden thunder strikes, as the young man said, Jie Lei didn't hurt him, but was swallowed by him, making him more diligent in cultivation.

Lu Wuhui felt a kind of helplessness, this emotion was not born by himself, but was perceived by him through the God of Heaven Mirror.

Long Aotian occupies the body of the real son of heaven, all evils are warded off, and all dharmas are hard to invade.

In the ancient times in the illusion, Long Aotian was unstoppable, and really overthrew the beast clan as he said, but after he overthrew the beast clan, Long Aotian found that his cultivation could no longer grow.

The illusion mirror picture changed again. Lu Wuhui saw the remnants of the orcs being bloodily suppressed, and the rising human monks sacrificed their lives and souls one after another, sacrificing for the "human ancestors" to summon the gods to descend.

The altar of Tongtian was built ten times, and it was destroyed by the fire of heaven ten times.

"This is heaven's jealousy!" Long Aotian, who has become the "ancestor of humanity", took his huge harem before the altar that was burned again, accusing the injustice of heaven and not wanting the rise of the human race.

No. 11, in a stormy evening, the altar was built suddenly to welcome the coming of the gods.

And thus came the catastrophe.

In another place in Gu Shenjing's mirror, Xiao Ji had no time to yell at Lu Gui as a deceitful bastard, and encountered another group of people unexpectedly.

Facing the familiar face that he would curse when he had nothing to do, wishing he could read the Sutra of the Past Life to the other party immediately, Xiao Ji just rushed to his throat when a curse was stuck in his throat.During the flash of thought, Xiao Ji immediately lowered his head, turned around, and meditated on this ghost thing so that he couldn't see himself.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

As soon as Xiao Ji moved his feet, his legs felt cold, and the Yin Qi rolled into his bones, and a ghost had already hugged his legs.

grass!Xiao Ji only wanted to talk about one kind of plant.

"Xiao Ji, don't worry, I won't fight with you, and you don't even think about running away." Mo Jiuyin's soul-species spoke in a sinister way, and he didn't sound like a good person, but even though Mo Jiuyin's name had a Yin character, but the voice is very flat and gentle, not like a ghost cultivator, but like a teacher who teaches.

Xiao Ji thought to himself that it is no wonder that I believe you. The last time I met you in the wild sea, you and Han Dan made me lose my cultivation level, not to mention my memory.

"Only you? Where's Han Dan's old miscellaneous hair?" Xiao Ji looked at Mo Jiuyin and the white-robed monks behind him who were obviously Feixianmen.

He is now in the fusion period, although Mo Jiuyin's aura is a bit sluggish, and he seems to be injured, but Xiao Ji still knows that he can't beat Mo Jiuyin at this time.

"Elder Han is guarding the spirit of the fairy artifact." Mo Jiuyin smiled, seeing Xiao Ji's attitude, flicking his cuffs, retracting the ghost, signaling that Xiao Ji can move around freely, not only that, this demon sect The three protectors also told quite frankly how he and Elder Handan of Feixianmen went through untold hardships to enter the interior of the fairy artifact and find the spirit of the fairy artifact.

"Immortal Artifact Spirit?" Xiao Ji looked at Mo Jiuyin contemptuously. He couldn't believe that Mo Jiuyin, who was full of bad things, was so honest. "Tell me, what do you want to lie to me?"

Mo Jiuyin, the master of Yingui Hall, said softly: "Where, I'm just curious, how did you come in unscathed, junior brother? I can't figure it out. I can only speculate wildly. Junior brother may be born with a fairy weapon spirit Therefore, I would like to communicate with the spirit who sent the junior and the fairy artifact!"

After listening to Mo Jiuyin's words, Xiao Ji's face changed abruptly. Mo Jiuyin is no longer a human being. Immortal artifacts and spirits stay in the core of the immortal artifact, where the laws meet, and only humans can go there. place?Sending him to actively communicate with Qi Ling is more like sending him to rebirth in bliss!

"It doesn't matter if Junior Brother doesn't want to go. Why don't you see Lu Er and Zhang San next to Junior Brother?" Mo Jiuyin felt a little weird when he thought of these two names, which were obviously pseudonyms.

Well!It turned out that it was aimed at the two celestial masters.Xiao Ji thought he understood what Mo Jiuyin meant.Xiao Ji was not surprised that Mo Jiuyin knew about the existence of Lu Er and Zhang San.Mo Jiuyin's soul seed in Yan Xing'an's body, as long as Mo Jiuyin activates it, basically what Yan Xing'an knows, Mo Jiuyin also knows.