Ji Fa, who had been pressing and beating, suddenly found an opportunity, and a dodge opened up a distance of 100 meters.

The purple qi in the sky was immense, and everything gathered on the sword blade of the Son of Heaven.

"Sin King, bow down!"

A sword slashed out, carrying the mighty heavenly might, and the humane Xuanhuang Qi above the sky was scattered in all directions, and in just an instant, Zishou fell from the sky to the ground.

The smoke and dust in the sky obscured the view, making it impossible to tell whether the child was dead or dead.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Zishou had many more scars on his body, and he barely stood up leaning on the Kunwu knife: "The human race has never had a king who kneels." ”

"If you don't kneel, die!"

Ji Fa's eyes were still filled with purple qi, and his tone was even more indifferent, making it impossible to tell whether he was Ji Fa or Heavenly Dao.

Another sword, the power of heaven is unfathomable and unpredictable, and it is cut down towards Zishou's head, and it seems that everything is a foregone conclusion.

Zishou forcefully pulled out the treasure knife that was trapped on the ground and shouted: "If the human race does not die, then it will not die!" ”

Even though the luck of the human race is scattered and defeated.

Even though the heavens are mighty and invincible.

My son will not be defeated!

Today, Lone only used the long knife in his hand to go against the way of heaven!

A knife slashed out towards the sky, the Kunwu knife can devour the demons, reverse the gods and demons, the mighty murderous aura, and the endless souls rushed towards the sky.

"It's just asking for your own suffering." Ji Fa in the sky shook his head.

The sword light and the sword light collide with each other, but the sword light that belongs to the Kunwu knife,

This sword slashed the Kunwu sword, and then hit the faint king to a serious injury, and he could return to Xiqi to raise troops to attack the merchants.

Although he said that he was going to kill Zishou, after all, the Great Tribulation of the Gods had just begun, and Zishou, as one of the protagonists of the Tribulation, could not die until the list of gods was filled.

The more fiercely this faint monarch resisted, the more seriously he was injured, and the chances of winning the battle of Shang and Zhou in the future would be a few points lower.

If I were him, I would have knelt long ago

"If the human race does not die, the king will not die!"

Ji Fa was a little puzzled from the voice that came out, under the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, besides the faint king, there was anyone else who could speak?

And then the faint voice was louder.

"If the human race does not die, the king will not die!"

The people who were overwhelmed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, not knowing where the perseverance came from, held up extremely reluctantly, and shouted in an extremely weak voice.

The voice of one person is as thin as a micromosquito, the voice of ten people is the song of cicadas, and the voice of ten thousand people is like a bell. The voices of 100,000 people resounded through the song.

The humane aura that had long since collapsed has made a comeback and blessed everyone.

He stood up with their bodies that could hardly stand upright.

"If the human race does not die, the king will not die!"

The sound was deafeningly loud.

The sword ray, which was already showing its declining momentum, skyrocketed in an instant, and was filled with infinite Xuanhuang Qi.

Ji Fa narrowly avoided the knife, and even half of his arm was removed.

But......

The next moment, Ji Fa's severed hand rose out again, and even the broken clothes returned to their original state.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, and it will be impossible to escape the doom of death after all."

Ji Fa shook his head again, but his tone became a little lost.

Is the gap between humanity and heaven so big...... Even if he thought he was a faint king, there was no hope of victory?

It seems that he can only be the son of heaven in this life.

Ji Fa shook off his distracting thoughts and prepared to swing his sword and slash.

As long as the luck of humanity cannot be condensed, it doesn't matter how good or perfect it is.

Even if he is the supreme of humanity and the king of the human race, and he is only a mere son of heaven, he can't win.

What's more, in the previous battle between Zishou and the Emperor of Heaven, Xuanyuan Sword was severely damaged, and it has not been raised yet.

One less Terran treasure, relying only on the Kunwu Sword, made the already weak chance of victory even weaker.

In the Three Emperors Cave.

"Today...... Boarding the Ninth Five-Year Plan! ”

"Destiny...... In the week! ”

Shennong shook his head, his face was extremely sad: "This is the second time, and Xia Qi was also called the Son of Heaven like this back then." ”

Fu Xi answered: "That Boyi also loses......

"When Emperor Yu sacrificed his body to fix the dragon vein in Kyushu, I am afraid that he never thought that the luck of the human race would be shattered by his son's own hands."

"Could it be that my human race can only be defeated again and again?"

The Xia Dynasty abolished the king of heaven and called the Son of Heaven, which lasted for thousands of years, until the Shang Emperor Xin ascended the throne, and then abandoned the title of the Son of Heaven and reclaimed the title of the king of people.

It was also after Xia Qi ascended the throne that the Three Emperors understood that the Son of Heaven was the calculation of the Terrans by the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Court, and they wanted to use the gods and the Heavenly Dao to replace the ancestors of the Terran and be worshiped by the incense of the Terrans.

Originally, they thought that the gods would always protect the human race when they received the incense offerings of the ancestors.

But most of the gods just receive incense in vain, and the occasional feedback is not proportional to the sacrifices.

Human and animal rituals also appeared in that era.

When the Three Emperors and Five Emperors were still alive, not to mention the Terrans themselves, even the top races such as the Lich Dragon and Phoenix did not dare to take the Terrans as human sacrifices.

If it weren't for the fact that the three of them had sat in the Huoyun Cave for tens of thousands of years to suppress humanity's luck, whether humanity would have been completely swallowed up by the Heavenly Dao is two theories.

Pick up the star building.

"Ugh."

I don't know that a sigh came from there, and the sword that Ji Fa originally wanted to cut stopped in his hand.

Ji Fa suddenly had a feeling of being abandoned, abandoned by his ancestors, abandoned by the human race......

He only remembered now that Zishou was sacrificing to the ancestors of the human race, but he Ji Fa came to pick up the star tower and called him the Son of Heaven and beheaded the king......

"Ugh."

"Alas......"

Three sighs in a row, accompanied by a boom, dozens of whitest and holy humanoid beams appeared outside the Star Picking Tower.

Shennong was suddenly shocked: "Humane resonance? ”

Fu Xi was also a little suppressed: "They're back? ”

"After all, this is the altar of the human race, how can it be allowed to be presumptuous by the Son of Heaven."

The statue of the ancestor standing under the Star-Picking Tower suddenly began to shake, and even the extremely huge Star-Picking Tower was constantly shaking.

A dark yellow light rose into the sky, and the phantoms of countless human ancestors appeared in the sky.

"Alas!"

Then they sighed one after another, and the sound spread all over Kyushu, and the hearts of all the human races were enveloped in sorrow.

Even the nobles who were still cheering loudly for Ji Fa just now became extremely sad, and their faces were full of tears.

They don't know why, they just feel sad.

Emperor Xuanyuan suddenly stood up: "I should go too." ”

"How? Hongjun blocked the Huoyun Cave, even if we joined forces, we couldn't open this seal for a second. Earth Emperor Shennong wondered.

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"I saw it a long time ago when the Xuanyuan Sword was born, and the Xuanyuan Sword still has a trace of my soul, and I can place my trust in the past."

Xuanyuan's eyes became more and more determined.

"Although this is possible, but if I wait until I get out of the Huoyun Palace......" Shennong didn't seem to want him to go.

The Three Emperors couldn't get out of the Fire Cloud Cave in any way, not even if they were to entrust their souls......

If you have to do this, the path will be halved and the body will be injured.

If it is heavier, the body will die, and there will be no day of reincarnation.

"Shang Emperor Xin has only lived for decades, and he is still not afraid of death, I don't know how long he has lived, is he not as good as a junior?"

"He is the king of men, but I am also the emperor of men, and the affairs of the human race are also the affairs of this emperor." Xuanyuan turned around, his eyes resolute.

"Brother Huang." Fu Xi hesitated and said.

"Brother Huang wants to stop me too? The change of Shang and Zhou dynasties is a natural thing, and Ji Fa and Zishou are my descendants, so I shouldn't have asked. ”

"But in the world, there should no longer be a son of heaven." Xuanyuan said expressionlessly.

Fu Xi shook his head: "The imperial brother can rest assured, the two of us will protect the Dharma for you, and do our best to protect the imperial brother's body." ”

Xuanyuan bowed and sat down cross-legged, no one knew if he would be able to wake up. (To be continued)