This wild man was the same wild man that Sha Chen had encountered for the first time in the scorched earth space, he was tall and burly, with a naked upper body, showing steely muscles and bronzed skin, and wearing a leopard skin skirt underneath.

The cloak is scattered, the beard is unkempt, the edges are unkempt, the eyes are like wolves and tigers, staring at the dust fiercely, the arms are bulging, and they want to smash the dust into meat foam with a stick.

The flames of the sand and dust swelled all over his body, turning into a lava monster, and the last to come first, crashing into the wild man like a meteor.

The bone rod fell out of his hand, and the wild man smashed into the river of magma, and then roared out and smashed it with his fist.

The strength of this savage has reached the level of seven thunder tribulations, and the cultivation of the magic power is also biased towards tempering the flesh, the power is infinite, the arrogance is boundless, and the attack methods are not fancy, straight and straight.

The sand and dust do not dodge or dodge, as if the palm carved from lava "clicks" and clenches, and a fist slams into the fist of the savage.

With the light sound of "pop", the space collapsed, and the space debris flew sideways, weighing more than a thousand pounds, and the sharpness was incomparable.

The wild man's entire arm was shattered, and the terrifying power poured down on him like a torrent, directly piercing the wild man's chest.

"Roar."

A distant, domineering, angry roar came out of the savage's mouth, his eyes turned inky, full of extreme evil and ferocity, and the black light on his body was dim, as if it swallowed up all the light in the scorched earth space, and the heavens and the earth were darkened.

"Are you going to fight hard?"

Shachen sneered, without using the power of love, the flames were raging, the heat distorted time and space, and a wide sea of fire rose with his arms, as if he was lifted by him.

"A sea of fire!"

This sea of fire was thrown out by him, like a small star field, slamming into the wild man with a devastating force.

The wild man burst out, turning into a vicious demonic light, leaving a deep dent in the void and rushing into the flames.

"Boom."

The cold sound came out, and the sea of fire burst out like a brilliant fireworks, flowing fire everywhere, time and space were chaotic, and the wild man let out a wail, falling from the sky and smashing on the scorched earth space, leaving a human-shaped earth pit.

The sand and dust swooped down, and the burning flames on its body formed the shape of a warhead, dragging a long tail of fire, like a meteor hitting the earth, intending to kill the savage.

At this moment, a colorful flame appeared in the sky, it was very magical, the flame flickered with human origin, there were human ancestors wearing animal skins fighting and shouting, there were words imprinted in the void, and civilization rose and fell, as if a vast history of human civilization was condensed in flames.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The divine soul flew out of the Purple Mansion Divine Palace, holding the Seven-Star Glaive Knife in his hand, and a gray Vermilion Bird chirped, opening its mouth and swallowing the multicolored flames in one gulp.

"Boom"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the soul clone blasted into the ground with the momentum of thunder, breaking the wild man apart, dying, the power of system refining poured out, and the wild man disappeared without a trace.

"Terran ......"

Without a trace of emotional fluctuations, the sound came into Shachen's ears, and the soul clones and spirits looked at the sky in unison.

Colorful light suddenly appeared in the foggy scorched earth space, and the light was like a sword, tearing through the fog and enveloping the entire world.

Suddenly, the multicolored light became pitch black as ink, revealing an indescribable evil aura, and a figure that looked very similar to a wild man's dress quietly appeared in the black light.

He was naked, his face was white and beardless, his long black hair was tied behind his back, his skin was shining and shining, crystal like jade, and he had a temperament that coexisted with strength and elegance.

"Terran ......" he stared at the dust, his eyes changing colors, sometimes showing colorful colors, sometimes black as ink, sometimes elegant, sometimes cruel and tyrannical.

"I need ...... Your help ......," the man said in a hoarse and difficult voice, a beastly growl coming from his mouth.

Sha Chen's face was solemn, he groaned slightly, and a little in the air, the gray Vermilion Bird flew into this person's body, and the black light in his eyes quickly faded.

"Thank you for your help, Terran junior." The clarity of this person's eyes was restored, colorful light flowed, and the fire of civilization burst out, like the origin of civilization.

"Who are you?" Shachen asked vigilantly.

"Who am I, I remember a long time ago when my name was the Suiren......" the Suiren said with a frown.

"Human Ancestor Suiren Clan?" Sha Chen's heart stirred up turbulent waves, "How is this possible, the Suiren clan is just a legend." ”

"Legend doesn't mean it doesn't exist, Terran descendant, the ghast you just killed is also the ancestor of the Terran race, his name is Youchao."

"There's a Chao?" Shachen's face changed slightly.

The Suiren clan said: "You don't have to feel guilty, in fact, we have died a long time ago, and what remains here is only a ghast soul blinded by obsession, demonic obstacles, and evil retribution, and it is a relief for him to suffer and never be able to transcend, and die at the hands of the descendants of the human race." ”

"What about you?" Sanddust asked.

"I'm also a ghast that can't be freed, but I'm luckier than Youchao, I have the fire of civilization to protect me, and I retain the last trace of humanity." The Suiren said.

Seeing what Shachen wanted to say, the Suiren clan said: "Descendant of the human race, my time is running out, if there are any questions, I will ask them after I finish speaking." ”

"I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know what has changed in the human world, but when I see you, I am sure of one thing, that is, the human race still exists, and it has not been destroyed by the human king Fuxi and the Holy Mother of Yaochi."

Shachen's eyes froze.

"Descendants of the human race, be careful of the human king Fuxi, he doesn't really want to lead the human race to reproduce strongly, I always feel that he has ulterior motives."

"Back then, he didn't care about the life and death of the human race, and started a war with the Holy Mother of Yaochi, and I and several tribal leaders died in the war in order to protect the human race, and at that moment we finally saw his face clearly."

"He doesn't care about the life or death of the human race at all, the kind-hearted Wang Fuxi, the person who spreads the fire of civilization, are all false."

"We watched our people die in the battle between the king of men and the virgin, powerless, we hate, we hate that we didn't see the true face of the king of men earlier, and we also hate ourselves for being incompetent, deceived by his rhetoric, and not asking for the help of the mother earth."

Speaking of this, the Suiren clan wept, and the colorful light in his eyes was eroded by the anger, faintly dyed black.

Shachen was secretly frightened, but it was also understandable that as the ancestor of the human race, every human race was like their own children, and anyone who died would be sad, and looking at the appearance of the Suiren clan, it was not one or two who died, but maybe thousands.

The King of Men and the Holy Mother have confessed that they have no humanity, but are just machines created by Pangu to capture fate.

Pangu opened the world and created human beings, but it is just a battlefield that has long been abandoned by Pangu, and it doesn't matter much if it is destroyed.

Unscrupulous means to achieve the end, this is the god of Pangu, no nobler than fate, compared to the king of Jizo is a saint.

"And then?" Sanddust asked.

(End of chapter)