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"The human race is annihilated, ......!"

.........

After a while, Li Xuan's mood gradually calmed down, and he carefully recalled the abnormal situation just now, why did that force of creation break through the blockade of the black axe, why was the aura so similar to the power of destruction of the black axe?

The next moment, Li Xuan stood on the spot, because he remembered that when he was in the realm back then, he had indeed sent out the power of a black axe. He finally knew why he was so familiar with Brother Yang when he first arrived at the Realm, because Brother Yang was the one who rescued him in Buzhou Mountain that time.

"Brother Yang, come out!" Li Xuan said in a deep voice, "I know you're here." ”

"Hey......"

With a long sigh, an old man in white slowly appeared and said to Li Xuan, "Should I call you Li Xuan or Yi Nan?"

"Let's call me Li Xuan!"

At this moment, the sky was overcast, and the rain was dripping down, smashing on the surrounding flowers and plants, making a crackling sound.

Li Xuan didn't use any Dao magic powers, and let the rain wash over him, and after a while, he only felt that the corners of his mouth were a little salty, which was the taste of tears and blood.

Who would have thought that he, who was bent on changing the fortunes of the human race, would actually be the culprit of the human race's ending, what an irony?

"You can understand Yi Nan back then, right?" Yang slowly walked to Li Xuan's side and cast an enchantment magic power to block the rain for him.

After a long time, Li Xuan got rid of the depression and asked with a wry smile: "Luo Hu is the infant child back then, right?"

"Hmm!" Yang nodded, "Hu'er is indeed the child of me and Yin, and it was I who used my magical powers to inherit the power of destruction. ”

"Why do you want to do this?" Li Xuan frowned and asked, he knew very well that the power of creation was extraordinary, and it was difficult to forcibly fuse, and if he didn't get it right, he would turn into ashes. He left that power of creation back then, just to let them understand one or two, so that they could gain something.

"Of course it's for you!" Yang told the truth.

"Me?" Li Xuan was stunned.

"How can it be so simple to achieve the Great Dao!" Yang Shen said in a deep voice, "If you don't find this world, how can you embark on the path of cultivation?"

"Could it be that Rahu and they can find the desolate world is all arranged by the elder brother?" Li Xuan was shocked.

"Yes, it was with the power of creation as a guide that they were able to come here. Yang paused and continued, "Otherwise, how could Shen have summoned you here from that land of the end of the law?"

"Brother Shen is also a pawn?"

"What's more!" Yang sighed, "This desolate world is the last chessboard, and it is also the last test of the Great Dao for you, if the desolate world is destroyed, your relatives and disciples may be able to escape, but you are definitely dead or alive!"

When Yang's words fell, Li Xuan lowered his head and fell into deep thought, he knew that what Yang said about "death and no life" was by no means an exaggeration, when he was outside the territory, he had sworn to the Great Dao that if he couldn't protect the flood, he would definitely turn to ashes.

Just when Li Xuan was silent, Yang smiled, "Brother Li, it's time for me to leave this world, remember, Shen They still have a chance to live, whether they can catch it or not, it's up to you!"

"Brother Shen still has a chance to live?"

Li Xuan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly prepared to ask for details, but when he raised his head, Yang's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Yang, how can I seize that line of life?" Li Xuan shouted in the sky, his voice quite eager.

"When you come to the Holy Realm, you will know the answer!" Yang whispered in a secret voice.

"The Holy Realm?"

At this moment, Li Xuan clenched his fists, the frustration and loss in his heart were swept away, and in his place, there was an infinite fighting spirit, he wanted to use his own hands to protect the flood and fight for Brother Shen's life!

After a while, Li Xuan turned around and came to the five-color pond, summoned a drop of mud again, looked at it carefully, and after a while, he saw him smile slightly, but he had an idea, but he knew very well that this pond was Nuwa's chance, and he must not move it lightly without her permission.

.........

A few days later, a white rainbow light fell not far from Xiaozhu.

At this moment, Nuwa was anxious, when Li Xuan and Luo Hu fought, the obstacle set up by the avenue also dissipated, Nuwa realized her "omission" for the first time, but she was not happy for long, a feeling of uneasiness suddenly made her heart beat, and after some calculation, it was calculated that there was a problem with the soil used to create people, as for the details, she also did not know.

When Nuwa arrived near the pond, she saw Li Xuan kneeling not far away, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"Fellow Daoist, why is this?" a sense of foreboding swelled in Nuwa's heart.

"The poor road has the trust of Taoist friends!" Li Xuan knocked deeply.

"Fellow Daoist, please get up!" Nuwa's mouth opened slightly, and a breeze helped Li Xuan up, "What is going on here, please explain to me in detail." ”

After a long time, Nuwa learned the outline of the matter from Li Xuan, and she was a little unacceptable for a while.

"So, the initiator of this matter is a Taoist friend?"

Li Xuan nodded and did not speak.

"Isn't there a remedy?" Nuwa's eyes gradually moistened.

Now that the heavens have made it clear, these dirt will soon become a new race, and she will be sanctified by it, in her heart, these "dirt" are her children, but what parent wants their children to become villains, the devil?

"Yes!" Li Xuan said solemnly, "But without the permission of the Daoist, the poor Dao will not dare to move!"

"Is this true?" Nuwa asked urgently.

"It's true!" Li Xuan nodded, "But how to operate it, the poor Dao can't be revealed for the time being, if the Daoist friends don't believe it, the poor Dao can swear to the Heavenly Dao!"

.........

Soon, Li Xuan and Nuwa stood together beside the five-color pond.

Li Xuan knew very well that it was very difficult to get rid of what Luo Hu had done to the Terrans, I am afraid that only a true Mixed Yuan Saint could do it, and it was even more impossible to discard these five-colored divine muds and replace them with other things, because the Terrans were originally "speculative" things, and if they wanted to start anew, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to creating a new race, and the flood famine, they couldn't afford that price at all.

However, the great luck in the misfortune, Luo Hu used the power of the black axe to achieve the goal, but this left Li Xuan with a glimmer of opportunity.

I saw the black axe slashing across Li Xuan's palm, and as the blue blood fell, ripples rippled in the pond, and after a while, it slowly returned to calm.

"Sure enough!"

Li Xuan was happy in his heart, although the power of destruction was refined by Rahu, it still belonged to him in essence, so when he used his essence blood as a guide, he finally controlled these power of creation again.

In fact, Li Xuan's idea is very simple, although Rahu has marked the human race with "evil", but after all, it is after Nuwa's mark of "goodness", and what he wants to do is to manipulate the power of creation to "punish evil and promote good", and completely erase Rahu's mark.

However, because he is not a mixed yuan saint, so although this method is effective, it is not fully effective, according to his calculations, it will take at least three reincarnations to complete this process, in other words, it is still them who can save the human race, as long as they can be good people in the third world, they can naturally take off the shackles of Rahu and become a "real person"!

It is precisely because this method involves the "six realms of reincarnation" that Li Xuan is not good at saying much, otherwise the heavens will be leaked, and if the earth wants to become holy, there will be twists and turns.

"The poor Dao has finished casting the spell, Taoist friends, please!" Li Xuan bowed to Nuwa, and next, it was time to witness the birth of the "saint".

Nuwa nodded solemnly and began to pinch the spell.

After a while, I saw her finger point, a gust of breeze blowing, and the eyes of the 9,500 clay puppets beside the pond flashed, and suddenly changed.

The next moment, the auspicious clouds on the horizon were rolling, the Ruixia was dense, and countless spirit birds and beasts were roaring and crying, accompanied by bursts of strange fragrances, and a thick golden light of merit fell directly on the nine thousand five hundred mud puppets.

With the blessing of merit, these clay puppets took off their mud tires one after another, became angry, and instantly turned into human form.

After a while, these elated "real people" kowtowed to Nuwa and said, "The child meets his mother!"

Looking at Nuwa, whose aura began to soar and was faintly about to break through the realm, Li Xuan said secretly, "The era of saints has finally come!"

"Good boy, get up!" Nuwa looked at the nine thousand five hundred creatures in front of her, and a sense of closeness suddenly surged in her heart.

After speaking, Nuwa looked at the five-colored pond not far away, and couldn't help but sigh.

The next moment, I saw Nuwa's figure rise sharply, and soon became a thousand zhang tall, as she silently recited the mantra, the innate gourd vine flew out of her sleeve, and it rose in the wind, and after a while, there was a hundred zhang long.

"Go!"

Nuwa pointed at the five-colored pond, and the innate gourd vine immediately flew into the pond, rolling up countless mud and swaying it. As soon as the mud hit the ground, it immediately evolved into a human form, and it suddenly became angry.

"Mom...... , Mom ......"

Hearing these sincere cries, Nuwa couldn't help but burst into tears despite being full of contradictions about these creatures, after all, these creatures were her children and her hard work.

Nuwa held a little girl closest to her in her palm and looked at it carefully, although these creatures incarnated by mud were innate Dao bodies, but because they were mixed with the essence and blood of demon gods, they were all ordinary people's bodies, and their cultivation was difficult, as for Shouyuan, it was even shorter and pitiful, only less than one hundred and fifty years, compared with the nine thousand five hundred clay puppets incarnated by the creatures, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

"Mom, what's our name......"

The little girl's immature voice interrupted Nuwa's thoughts.

"yes, what should you call them?"

Nuwa pondered for a moment, and soon, she couldn't help but think of the witches in the witch clan, how similar these creatures were to the witches?

I saw Nuwa smile at the little girl, "From now on, you will be called 'people', and you will be 'human race'!"

When Nuwa's words fell, a huge pillar of merit that connected heaven and earth fell, enveloping the entire Buzhou Mountain, and the seven components of those merits went to Nuwa, one component to Li Xuan, Yicheng flew into the distance, nowhere to be found, and as for the last one, it was divided by Qiankun Ding and the innate gourd vine.

With the merit entering the body, Nuwa completely ushered in a transformation, only to see that Hongmeng purple qi slowly floated out of her mud pill palace, purple light flourished, and bursts of mysterious breath radiated from that purple light, causing ripples.

This breath is incomparably grandiose, incomparably majestic, and the newly born human race, as well as the creatures near Buzhou Mountain, all involuntarily bow and worship, and keep kowtowing.

"The Power of Creation!"

Li Xuan recognized the true body of this breath at a glance, and looked at the human race who was kneeling on the ground, and he felt a sigh of emotion in his heart.

No wonder the demons and monsters of later generations are good at "eating people", although the human race transformed by these mud does not have half a cent of mana, but it is an innate Dao body, such a "congenital thing" at your fingertips, isn't it the great supplement of those demons and monsters?

Just as Li Xuan sighed, bursts of soft and mysterious fairy sounds floated in, and Nuwa's breath also reached its peak.

Seeing this, Li Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Congratulations to Niangniang on achieving the holy position, Saint Ann Wanblessed!"

At this moment, Nuwa has officially become a Heavenly Dao Saint, and she is very clear about the secrets of the Heavenly Machine, especially what Li Xuan has done to the human race.

"Daoyou are polite, you and I are still Daoyou, Daoyou deserve to be called so!" Nuwa returned the salute.

Li Xuan was not hypocritical, and said with a smile: "Now that the Daoyou Holy Dao has been completed, I don't know what to do?"

Nuwa smiled bitterly and shook her head, she has now become a saint, only then did she know that she was naïve at the beginning, since the human race was born in order to delay the catastrophe, then they themselves must be in calamity, now she only hopes that Teacher Hongjun can achieve the mixed yuan soon, so that her suffering children can transcend as soon as possible.

"The poor way has now attained the holy way, but it can no longer be lightly involved in the worldly affairs. Nuwa said solemnly, "After dealing with the matter here, Poor Dao will take my apprentice back to Qingqiu, and then, I will ask Taoist friends to find a place for these children of Poor Dao." ”

"This ......"

Looking at the more than one million human races in the distance, Li Xuan had a headache, except for the nine thousand five hundred clay puppets that had turned into human races and earthly immortals, the other human races were all ordinary people, how could this be migrated?

However, soon, Li Xuan had a flash of inspiration, but he understood Nuwa's intentions, isn't this the Houtu tribe under the Zhou Mountain a ready-made place to live? Not only is it not far from here, which is easy to migrate, but it is also guarded by a large Houtu array, and it is very safe.

The only thing that is difficult to deal with is the grudge between the two clans, Li Xuan believes that with the power of the Nuwa sage, the ancestral witch will definitely give her face, but for the human race, they will definitely not give a good face, and it will inevitably be a little stumbling at that time, but if he goes out, it will be different, other ancestral witches are not easy to say, but Houtu will definitely help vigorously.

"Daoyou's intentions are understood!" Li Xuan nodded, signaling Nuwa to rest assured.

.........

Dozens of days later, Li Xuan led a million human races to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Holy Master, what should we do now?" a middle-aged man with a clear block of blocks looked at the many witch clansmen in front of him and asked loudly.

"Emperor Sui, you first let the clansmen stop, and go to negotiate with the ancestral witch!" After speaking, Li Xuan stepped on a white cloud and flew towards the ancestral witch.

That middle-aged man is the first generation of human emperor - Suiren clan, that day Nuwa left, for the human race elected two men and one woman, three leaders, respectively, Suiren clan, Youchao clan, and weaving Yi clan, although there are candidates, but Nuwa did not teach them anything, but selected a human race named Yuelao, gave him a red line, and passed down the law of marriage between men and women.

Because these four people were selected from the 9,500 clay puppets who turned into human races, the human emperor is also called the Ninety-Five.