Shouyang Mountain. Sage Dojo.

The Supreme Sage sat on top of a huge bluestone, closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was enlightening. The many creatures below were silent, for fear of disturbing the saints.

The only exception is one unicorn. This inky unicorn with a whole body is in the focus of the lifelong soul's gaze, constantly knocking on the prime minister's begging. Every time the huge head touched the ground, there was a muffled sound.

"I implore the Supreme Sage to read on the roots of the sect and help my master!"

The sound of pleading and prostrations mixed together, causing many creatures who wanted to reprimand the ink qilin for colliding with the saint to close their lips and watch quietly.

After a long time, the Supreme Sage opened his eyes, looked to the east, and a sigh came out of his mouth.

"It's not too late......"

......

Useless. Like the struggle of an ant, useless.

When the Eastern Emperor Bell fell from the sky, this sad thought flashed through Bai Ye's mind.

Thousands of trials in the fantasy world, many plans over the past hundred years, and the hard work of the Suiren clan...... It's useless at all!

He has advanced from a small celestial immortal to a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he is not alone beside him, but two Da Luo Golden Immortals holding supreme treasures, and the entire human race is no longer a mortal creature with no power to restrain chickens, but a real monk who has practiced for a hundred years.

But even so, the ending has not changed at all. He is the same as in the illusion, the same bones are broken, the mana is dried up, the soul is broken, and he is the same powerless ant.

Why? Why is this happening?

White Night is unwilling!

"My wish is to develop and grow the human race and become the first great race in the flood wilderness!"

This is the wish and pursuit of the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, and the Yuyi clan, as well as the wish and pursuit of the tens of millions of human races!

But now, it's all empty!

How so?

He can't accept it! He can't accept this outcome!

"Woo-ah-" The blood foamed in his mouth, and the white night with his face and bones shattered was never able to say a word clearly. But whether it was Xuandu or Chang'e beside him, they all knew strangely what he was talking about.

I don't accept it! The Terrans don't accept it!

"Whoaaaaa

I am absolutely not convinced! The Terrans are absolutely not convinced!

Blood sprayed onto the crown that had fallen off the top of his head and fell in front of him.

"Whoaaaaa

"I can fight again!

On the crown of Zhenyun, a faint halo of blood red and golden yellow suddenly appeared.

The blood-red eyes of the white night stared at the Eastern Emperor Bell that fell from the sky, and roared angrily at the sky.

"Fight!"

In just one word, a miracle came out of his already cracked mouth, and the blood gushing out with this word was all poured into the Zhenyun crown on the ground. This inconspicuous Zhenyun Crown, which was lying on the ground like all spiritual treasures, instantly roared up and leaped into the air! Completely blood red and golden yellow burst out from its body at the same time, forming a strange pillar of light mixed with two colors, standing in the desolate world!

At this moment, whether it is the chaos above the thirty-three days, or the nothingness under the sea of blood, whether it is an old man who is about to live or a baby who has just been born, whether it is a child who has no power, or a young man who has already cultivated, whether it is a sorcerer with many bloods, or a clansman who is always pure...... As long as it is a human race, but all human races, they all turn their heads to the east and look at the pillar of light that penetrates the sky and the earth!

A little voice broke through thousands of obstacles and sounded in their suddenly throbbing hearts.

"It has been 160 years since the birth of the Terrans. Mengnuwa Niangniang has been sheltered for a hundred years, and the leader of the Mengsui people has taught for a hundred years, and the human race finally has the current scenery. ”

"But as soon as the catastrophe came, the leader of the Suiren fell, and Nuwa Niangniang was thirty-three days away. Terran, no one can take it. ”

"The Terrans are in great trouble! The Terrans are about to perish!"

Tens of millions of Terrans suddenly turned red and cried loudly. Under the voice in their hearts, they personally felt the extinction of the race, and felt the wail of the race!

This is the sorrow of the race!

"But I can't give up!

"The leader is gone, but we are still here!"

"We are the blood of the Terrans! We are the Terrans! We will bear the calamity of the Terrans together!"

"We can fight! We will fight! The Terrans are ourselves! We are our future! Even if we are certain to die, even if we are dead and alive, we will not give up fighting!"

An old woman bouncing off a cold stone bed, a baby waving her hands out of her warm clothes, a man waving a stone spear into the sky, a woman straightening her spine by the river.

They all roared at the pillar of light: "Battle ——!"

"Bloody battle!"

With a light slap through the heavens and the earth, blood-red light gushed out from the Zhenyun crown, quickly devouring all the golden yellow light, turning into a blood-red giant pillar that supported the heavens and the earth!

Whether it was the golden light and clouds, or the powerful divine thoughts, they were swept thousands of miles away involuntarily and without the power to resist!

"Hiss——! luck artifact collision!"

The bodies of many great gods hidden in the famous mountains and rivers suddenly opened their eyes, and they were terrified.

But all races have luck. If the supreme of the clan is interested, he can use the Arcana to suppress the luck of the race. This kind of treasure is the artifact of luck. The Eastern Emperor Bell of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is a lucky artifact that suppresses the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, and it is known to everyone.

But no one thought that the human race, which was born less than two hundred years ago, would actually have its own luck artifact! And looking at the current situation, it has become a collision of luck artifacts!

The Luck Artifact is extraordinary, and it is the basis for the luck of one race! The battle between them is the battle of the luck of the two races! In contrast, the person who indulges in the luck artifact, and the texture of the luck artifact itself, are not so important -- but this does not mean that the battle of the luck artifact is not dangerous! On the contrary, the battle at the fingertips of the luck artifact is even more dangerous! If it is defeated, it will be the result of the complete extinction of one race!

Taiyi was also shocked by the sudden change, but how could he hesitate in the face of the blood-red giant pillar that crashed into him?

"Hmph! Fight with me to suppress the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, which has been desolate for thousands of years?"

The Eastern Emperor Bell did not move and sounded by itself, and golden clouds emerged from it, gushing out, forming a golden pillar of light that was thrown from it to the thirty-three days. The three-legged golden crow phantom on Taiyi's body suddenly flew out, followed by him, sweeping away all the Gangfeng thunder and fire thirty-three days away, revealing the mighty flood and suppressing the demon clan's extended palace group - Heavenly Court!

At the same time, all over the wilderness, all the tribes to which the Demon Clan Heavenly Court belonged, and the demon gods under their jurisdiction, all of them couldn't help but let out a long roar!

Ten thousand demons roared in unison, and the golden clouds suddenly condensed into a column, and the pillar showed the image of the worship of the ten thousand demon races!

Taiyi smiled coldly, and pressed his palm down: "Bang!"

The white night lying on the ground roared again: "Fight!"

In the desolate world, a pillar of blood-red light containing immeasurable evil energy, and a golden pillar of light printed with the worship of ten thousand demons, rushed towards the other party at the same time!

Words indescribable concussion appeared. In the desolate world, above the three-thousand-mile basin, there was no reaction. Everyone saw it, and it was the golden pillar of light and the blood-red pillar of light that came together, and the stalemate began, and the wrestling began!

However, any great supernatural power who had reached a certain stage of cultivation was shocked at this moment, and their souls trembled, and they could not speak! Because only they could feel that the vast river of Heavenly Dao that they didn't know where it was suddenly began to surge! Even in their perception, those unknown rules that maintained the desolate heaven and earth in the dark began to tremble rapidly!

The desolate world is shaking!

At the moment when the blood-red light pillar and the golden light pillar were handed over, all the demon clans in the world were thuffocated in their chests, and their eyes turned black. And all the Terrans spewed out a mouthful of blood in unison!

The demon clan is one of the protagonists of heaven and earth! The thousands of demon clans that have been established since 10,000 years ago and have suppressed the flood and famine, how strong should their luck be! How powerful should they be!

On the East China Sea, when they were punished by heaven, the luck of Taiyi and Dijun was temporarily revealed. The luck of the two of them is endless, and each of them has the luck that can be compared to that of a saint! If the two of them are like this, what about the demon clan? What about the heavenly court that contains the entire flood wilderness and tens of millions of demon clans?

In the current flood wilderness, the demon clan is the number one clan! It is the supreme heavenly court that can suppress the Great Sect of the Sage and suppress all races!

Even if the demon clan is facing difficulties, even if the situation of the demon clan is critical, no one can deny this!

This is the truth!

"Hahaha!" Donghuang Taiyi laughed and waved his hand again, and the Donghuang bell rang, and the golden pillar of light suddenly brightened!

The situation is critical!

Many great gods have long since lost their words. They couldn't say anything, they could only watch the two luck artifacts fight against each other, and watch the luck of both sides fight to the death. As always, the demon clan won again: the final result was already doomed......

"Ahhhh

The roar of weeping blood suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and many great gods bowed their heads in surprise, only to find that the three people on the ground who should not be able to move actually stood up side by side with each other, roaring towards the sky.

It seems to be calling for a miracle.

And so, a miracle happened.

An inky qi luck flew out of the chaos, breaking through the fetal membrane of heaven and earth thirty-three days away, a golden qi luck flew out of a magnificent palace thirty-three days away, and a red-black qi luck flew out from the bottom of Buzhou Mountain.

These three qi fortunes came from different places, but their ends were the same: they all merged into the blood-red pillar of light of the Zhen Yun Crown without hesitation!

The great gods exclaimed, "How is this possible? The luck of the human race has been gathered, where does this luck come from?"

No one answered them. In other words, what answered them was a sentence shouted by the three people on the ground who were protecting and supporting each other.

"Battle ——!"

......

Chaos, far away from the desolate world, I don't know how far away, there are a few strange creatures. They are tall and have different shapes. Some have thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, some have snake heads and bear bodies, and some have bird-wing leopard prints.

At this point, they stopped walking for eons and looked up at the top of their heads.

There, there was an inky pillar of light that connected each of them together, through thousands of chaos, and into the distance.

After a few moments, a creature suddenly spoke, "Let's go." ”

Many creatures nodded silently and continued on their way.

......

Thirty-three days, Wa Palace. Xi and Chang Xi looked at a pillar of golden light in amazement, and muttered in disbelief: "How is it possible, how is it possible......"

Nuwa sat in the middle with a complicated vision.

......

Not Zhou Mountain, Ancestral Witch Palace. The Twelve Ancestral Witches' faces were purple and blue, and they didn't say a word. Even Zhu Rong, who was going to bring a witch and slaughter those miscellaneous beasts just now, kept silent and looked at the Pangu statue in the main hall.

There, a red-black qi luck stretched out, quickly flew out of the Ancestral Witch Palace, and threw it into the distance.

In the ancestral witch hall, there was silence.

(To be continued)