"Your Majesty has mercy...."

All the Terrans are kneeling, and every Terran is in deep pain, recalling the life of the Lieshan clan and the exploits done for the Terrans.

Now he has given his life for the sake of the human race.

"Why bother!"

Fu Xi shook his head helplessly, he knew what the Lieshan clan thought, the human race was swayed by the saints, and the Lieshan clan couldn't bear to continue to puppet the human race like this, and sacrificed his life.

Fu Xi and the Lieshan clan are both dedicated to the human race, but their ideas are completely different, Fu Xi thinks that as long as it is accumulation, then the human race will one day be detached and not controlled by the sage.

But the Lieshan clan didn't think so, he didn't want to wait for a minute, he wanted the human race to be under the control of the saints now!

How many years have the Terrans been born? How can they be directly detached?

The death of the Lieshan clan is also a vain death!

At least that's what all the great powers think, and the Lieshan clan is a completely vain sacrifice.

Even if the Demon Ancestor posthumously crowned the Lieshan Clan as the Earth Emperor Shennong afterwards, so what?

The Terrans are missing a holy for no reason.

The loss is still the strength of the Terrans themselves.

All the powers are sighing, of course, this is only the surface, and the hearts are more gloating, they all think that the power of the human race will die, so that the human race can be completely controlled.

"Our Lady, now..."Fu Xi said in a low voice, but halfway through his words, he couldn't say any more.

Nuwa is also sad in her heart, the human race is her child, and now the human co-owner Lieshan clan is self-extinguishing and sacrificing to the rooftop.

How could this make her feel better?

As for why the Lieshan clan killed itself, how could Nuwa not know?

It is because of this that Nuwa is sad, as the Holy Mother of the Terran race, she can't help the Terran to stand on its own, and now the foreign race is able to meddle in the affairs of the Terran race, but she can only watch.

"This is the case with the flood, the weak eat the strong. Nuwa said helplessly.

Suddenly!

The entire sky changed color, endless blood red, and the golden dragon of luck above Chen Du seemed to be infected, and it had already become blood red.

Oh.....

With a roar, the dragon's eyes lit up, shooting out two golden rays of light, and a huge coercion appeared in the desolation.

All the monks felt the immense oppression.

"Sanctification!"

The power above Chen Du was shocked, this was the breath of sanctification.

"No, it's not sanctification, sanctification doesn't have such a strong breath!" said the Taishang Demon Ancestor in a deep voice.

The brows of the saints were all furrowed, and they looked at the hundreds of thousands of qi luck golden dragons, the blood was soaring to the sky, and this coercion was exuded by the qi luck golden dragon.

"The soul of the Burning Mountain?" Yun Zhongzi looked at the dragon eyes of the golden dragon, and he seemed to see the Burning Mountain Clan.

"What did you say?" Tai Xuan was stunned when he heard this.

"Master, the soul of the Burning Mountain seems to have entered the Golden Dragon of Luck!" Yun Zhongzi said loudly.

For a while, all the great powers paid attention to the Burning Mountain Clan's phantom in the dragon's eye, and they were all shocked.

Isn't this luck golden dragon the phantom of the Lieshan clan?

Oh~~~

The Luck Golden Dragon roared, and the Terran Supreme Treasure Kongtong Seal appeared on the dragon's head, and the Luck Golden Dragon swung its body, swallowed the Kongtong Seal, and disappeared in the sky above Chen Du.

Only the saint could perceive that the golden dragon of luck had dispersed and divided into several parts.

One percent fell on Nuwa's body, one percent fell on the body of Taiqing Dao Ancestor, half of it entered the underworld, half of it entered the heavenly court, and seventy percent belonged to the human race!

How so?

All the saints were shocked, this is someone manipulating the distribution of the golden dragon of luck, this is the distribution of manipulating the luck of the human race!

Who's this?

For a moment, the figure of the Lieshan clan appeared in the minds of the saints.

It's him!

The Lieshan clan did not really fall, but became the dragon soul of the Golden Dragon of Luck, ruling the luck of the human race, without interference from foreign clans!

"Emperor, you go back, you don't have to worry about the Terrans, you don't have to worry about the Terrans in the future, the affairs of the Terrans can be handled by yourself, and the saints want to intervene, and they have to bear the cause and effect!" Nuwa said with some joy.

Fu Xi was shocked, he didn't expect that the Lieshan clan really succeeded and made the human race truly self-reliant!

The saints are no longer able to control the development of the human race, even if they want to plan something in the human race, they can only do it slowly, and they can't directly intervene!

Fu Xi was overjoyed, he looked at the void, seemed to see the phantom of the Lieshan clan, and bowed slowly.

Taishang Demon Ancestor's face was pale, he could no longer directly intervene in the affairs of the human race, and his calculation of beating those junior brothers and sisters with the help of Chi You was in vain.

One by one, the saints left, and those quasi-saints naturally left.

"Let's tear down this sacrificial rooftop, and the human race won't need it in the future. Fu Xi said lightly and left in the Nine Dragons.

All the human races heard Fuxi's words, and they all hurriedly bowed down.

Fuxi is the belief of the human race.

The death of the Lieshan clan did not give Yun Zhongzi the slightest merit, but Yun Zhongzi was not angry, he saw that the Lieshan clan had succeeded.

Although he disagreed with the Lieshan clan's approach, he was still happy for the Lieshan clan.

After all, a mortal accomplishes something that a saint can't accomplish, which can be said to be an unprecedented feat.

As the master of the Lieshan clan, Yun Zhongzi naturally has supreme glory.

Moreover, the Lieshan clan did not really fall, he just changed to another way to live, and he became the soul of the human race.

"Yun Zhongzi, with your heels, even if you don't have the Lieshan Clan, you can become a quasi-saint in a short period of time, so you don't need to be discouraged. Tai Xuan looked at Yun Zhongzi with his head down and comforted.

Yun Zhongzi shook his head and said with a smile: "Master, the disciple is not discouraged, but happy for Lieshan, he has done something that even a saint can't do.

The disciple returned to Penglai Island. ”

Yun Zhongzi left Taixuan's courtyard and headed for the East China Sea.

In the void of Chen Du, Hongjun and the Ancestor of Destiny both looked incredible, even if they stood at the peak of the desolation, they did not see what method the Lieshan Clan had used to change the fate of the human race.

"As the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, Daoyou can't even control a mortal, hehe...."

Destiny Ancestor laughed.

Hongjun Daozu's face was a little unbearable, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, it was simply an insult to him.

The human race wants to be self-reliant, but it can't be self-reliant so early!

"Daoist friends are in charge of fate, isn't it the same that they can't see through the fate of mortals?" Hongjun Daozu sneered.

"Hehe, it's useless to talk about this now, Rahu Daoyou has a good mentality, and let a mortal jump out of control. Destiny Ancestor said a little uncomfortably.

"Hmph, Rahu, he wants the human race to get out of control, so that the division of the demon path is impossible.

Although the Lieshan clan prevented the saints from controlling the human race, they could not stop the poor path. ”

While Hongjun Dao Ancestor was speaking, the Creation Jade Disc had already flown out, and three thousand clear qi were sprinkled, and the Great Dao runes flashed with mystical light.