Lishan, the ancestral land of the human race.

Three thousand six hundred and fifty-one Terrans kept kowtowing to Lin Chen.

With tears in his eyes, he told how he survived all these years after the ancestor left.

Ru Mao drinks blood, eats tree bark, and in order to allow future generations to continue, and even feeds his own flesh and blood for his offspring!

Lin Chen smiled and soothed.

Immediately, he held a three-foot Xuanyuan sword, and his momentum bloomed like the scorching sun.

The witch-slaying sword in his hand also absorbed the power of endless merit at this time, turning into a Xuanyuan sword with golden light!

"Die!"

An angry shout came out of Lin Chen's mouth!

In an instant, the demon clan within a radius of thousands of miles all turned into nothingness in an instant!

Even some of the big demons with the cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal could not resist the might of this saint.

Seeing this, the many great demons hiding above the Nine Heavens were terrified and used their great magic skills to escape.

I am afraid that in the next second, I will be killed by this Terran saint.

In the midst of the desolation, the heavens are disordered.

This is the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun using the Great Divine Power Technique to deceive the Heavenly Machine.

But at this time, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was in the heavenly court, was extremely angry on his face.

Terran! How bold you dare to kill my demon clan?

It is your supreme honor to use you to refine the witch slaying sword! It's because I can afford you ants, and now you dare to slaughter thousands of my demon clan!?

When I don't exist in the East Emperor Taiyi?

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun glanced at each other.

The latter is slightly moth-headed.

Di Jun looked through the void and saw Lin Chen, who was killing in the middle of Lishan.

A disdainful smile appeared on Donghuang Taiyi's face.

In his opinion, it is impossible for the human race to produce saints.

The might of a saint?

Hehe, I'm afraid that the Nuwa saint lent it to them!

The human race slaughtered my demon clan, and you dare to shout?

It's just an ant, it should be used as a ration, or just lie down and refine the witch slayer sword for me!

Such an attitude is simply ignorant of what to do, and it is purely looking for death!!

"Click-"

In the middle of the desolate land, above Lishan Mountain, the whole sky made a loud noise!

It was like a crack in the sky.

An arm quickly descended from the primeval starry sky.

This arm pressed across the sky, tearing the sky, and directly suppressed to the place where Lin Chen was.

Everyone faced this brilliant arm, their faces turned pale, and they all bowed to the ground, trembling.

Even, some people have fallen to the ground bleeding from five holes, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

No matter how the human race cultivates, the supreme is only the cultivation of heavenly immortals.

The human race here is only a tribulation, or a Mahayana cultivation.

Where can I resist, this quasi-saint's brilliant heavenly might?

"Ask the ancestors to protect ......"

The patriarch of the human race, even if he was at the peak of the earth immortal cultivation, was also trembling and kowtowing to Lin Chen for help at this moment under such a brilliant heavenly might.

Three thousand six hundred and fifty Terrans kowtowed together.

In the desolate land, countless powers watched this scene as if they were watching a play.

It is a fact that the human race is humble and cannot be sanctified.

The power just now must have been the power that the Nuwa Sage temporarily lent them when he saw that their human race was pitiful.

Now that the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi has made a move, no matter how bad Nuwa is, she has to respect him for a few points.

Now it seems that this Lishan human race is dead!

"Cheng ——!"

In the face of this brilliant heavenly might, Lin Chen's heart was unwavering.

The Xuanyuan sword in his hand was pulled out of the scabbard, and a sword that exuded a golden yellow sword rose from the sky.

Face the supreme arm like the scorching sun.

At the moment when Lin Chen made a move, the coercion of the three thousand six hundred and fifty-one human races instantly collapsed.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!!"

……

Without this terrifying coercion, many Terrans went to Lin Chen's side and knelt down again.

Xu is sincerity, these thoughts turned into the power of repeated merits and poured into Lin Chen's body.

Lin Chen's eyes looked directly at the Nine Heavens, and through the chaos he looked at each other with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and said in a loud voice:

"Just a quasi-saint, dare to make a mistake?"

Donghuang Taiyi's face was indifferent as usual, and he said lightly: "Hehe, the human race should be destroyed!" ”

"Then you can try!"

Lin Chen drove the Xuanyuan Sword again, and the void slashed a sword.

The two sword momentum are like breaking bamboo!

Collide directly with this arm without hindrance.

"Boom~~"

In the midst of the whole wilderness, the heavens and the earth were blatantly eclipsed.

The power of the saint is terrifying!!

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa looked at the Lishan people here.

She was puzzled.

The Terran race created by himself has such great strength?

She got up and prepared to go to this mountain to find out.

But after a moment, she stopped.

At this time, it is inevitable that people will talk about it.

That's it......

The Terrans are but instruments of preaching.

Even if a saint accidentally comes out, so what?

……

Donghuang Taiyi's face was extremely gloomy at this moment.

This Terran ...... How powerful is it?

Could it be that Nuwa is still helping him?

After the sword collided with the arm of this brilliant heavenly might, the entire sky instantly lost its color.

It took a while before he recovered.

And a moment later, Donghuangtai's eyes shrank sharply.

Because these two sword momentum have not yet dissipated, they rushed directly towards the nine heavens!