If it were normal, maybe Di Jun would still fight with them, but now, it is the key to the Lich War, if you really fight with them to the death, you will only have to take advantage of the Wu Clan, but now, the contradiction between the Demon Clan and the Human Race is almost irreconcilable, and all parties in the Flood Wilderness are also paying attention to this war, if you stop here, it will also be a big blow to the prestige and morale of the Demon Clan.

At this moment, the fairy music sounded in the sky, the ring was dingdong, the jade plate beads were knocked, the yellow bell was Dalu, the flowers were falling, and the ground was surging with golden lotus. There are thousands of rays of light, and there are thousands of rui qi. In the void, a phoenix chirped, and I saw a woman sitting on the back of the phoenix, dressed in colorful feathers, with phoenix eyes, distant mountain eyebrows, shoulders if slashed, waist if about a prime, air like a quiet orchid, dizzy and flushed, eyes like a torch, half a glance, temperament out of the dust, noble and indescribable, but it was the Holy Mother of the Holy Race, Nuwa Niangniang, the colorful phoenix auspicious clouds, appeared in the void.

Nuwa Niangniang is the first saint since Daozu, and although there is only a grinding disc of light wheel behind her head, it shines on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the world of ten directions. The golden light of merit was scattered in all directions, shining on all living beings, and falling on all human races, suddenly like a bright light in the darkness.

In the midst of the catastrophe of the human race, when I saw Nuwa Niangniang, a sense of intimacy from the heart arose, as if returning to the mother's body, and a natural sense of security struck, which was so without warning, moisturizing things silently. This is the mother's call, this is the mother's hard work of ten months of pregnancy, this is the mother's careful love, this is the incomparably small pain when she is about to give birth, this is the mother's joy when she is breastfeeding, this is the mother's anxiety when she is waiting to be fed, this is the mother's pride when she is smiling, and this is the greatness of selfless dedication in raising children. The Terrans, without exception, all fell to the ground and wept.

"Meet Our Lady, Our Lady of Mercy, save me!"

"Our Lady has never abandoned us, Our Lady is merciful, Our Lady has no borders!"

"Our Lady avenges us!"

A group of people prostrated and cried, as if they were returning from a wanderer and weeping in front of their mother.

Looking at the misery of the human race, a trace of sadness flashed in Niangniang's eyes, the saint is the spokesperson of heaven, for the way of heaven, every move, and heaven and earth, Niangniang's face is sad, heaven and earth are sad, the wind is howling, the rain is continuous, everyone suddenly feels the bitterness in Niangniang's heart, one by one look up to the sky and bow, grateful for Niangniang's great virtue.

Seeing this, the people of no return and others also stepped forward one after another, worshipping the saint, looking at Nuwa Niangniang, the heart of the no return Taoist heart is full of complicated colors, in the previous life, knowing that a group of saints sat and watched the human race being slaughtered, and the hearts of the people of the no return were also full of resentment, only when they appeared in the desolate world, they knew the changes of cause and effect, and realized that the saint was the spokesperson of the way of heaven and was in harmony with the way of heaven, so that they understood that it was not what Niangniang thought about to sit and watch the human race being slaughtered, but there was nothing to do.

I saw that Nuwa Niangniang was about to speak, suddenly a purple light rose to the sky in mid-air, only to hear the sound of fairy music in mid-air, ethereal, ethereal like a cloud dragon like a wind tiger, an old man stood horizontally in the void, his hair was white, the fairy wind bone, there was a Taiji pattern printed on it, slowly turned, the moire engraved around the body, mysterious and difficult to understand, the person who came was the leader of the human sect Taiqing sage Lao Tzu.

Emperor Jun was so shocked that he quickly knelt down and shouted: "Meet the Moral Heavenly Venerable, I hope the saint will enjoy the purity and not cause dust!"

Lao Tzu's eyes were not shocked, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, only to see an ethereal voice coming: "The human race has a great calamity for five hundred years, and now the calamity is full, you still have to go back, and you will not slaughter the human race from now on, otherwise you will not be spared." ”

The Terrans were overjoyed and bowed down together, "Thank you to the saint for being the master of my Terran race, may the saint live forever!"

Seeing this, Nuwa Niangniang frowned slightly, she is the Virgin of the Terran Race, and now that the Terran calamity is full, she came to resolve it, saying that she can't make the Terran and the Demon Race get along in harmony, but she can't, and she can reduce a little hatred, but this Lao Tzu suddenly appeared, so she said it, but she made no room to speak, and she made a big deal of favor in front of the Terran, but compared herself to the Terran Holy Mother.

However, the three Qings are one, Lao Tzu's cultivation is really the top among the saints, Niangniang is unhappy in her heart, but she had to press it, and said slowly: "Emperor Jun Taiyi, when you go back, you should think about the good life and lead the demon clan, don't mess with the killing, although the human race should have this catastrophe, you just follow the way of heaven, but you can't go too far, and you should compensate the human race in the future." ”

In the end, Niangniang still doesn't want the human race and the demon clan to fight each other, after all, the palms and backs of the hands are meat, no matter which side suffers, it is not what Niangniang wants.

It's a pity that the human race and the demon race have formed mortal enemies, and the contradiction has intensified and is irreconcilable.

With the edict of the two saints, Di Jun also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't have to fight to the death with the no-return Daoist, and he could still protect the reputation of the demon clan, plus he had slaughtered the human race for many years, and the materials for refining the witch slayer sword were enough, so he didn't have to continue to entangle, and immediately led the crowd to retreat.

Immediately, the returnless Taoist looked at Zhen Yuanzi and the Dragon Mother, and thanked him repeatedly, "Today, thanks to the two Taoist friends, the two helped each other in the past, saving the poor from suffering, and now they are saving the human race from fire and water, please accept the poor Dao!"

At the same time, all the human races also knelt down one after another, and said loudly: "Xie Zhenyuan Daxian protection, from now on the great immortal will always enjoy the worship of the human race, as the ancestor of the earth immortals; ”

The voice of the human race fell, and above the nine heavens, there was no thunder and the sound of thunder was revealed, trembling the universe, as if the sky was about to collapse, the thick soil overturned, and the earth shook the mountains. Thirty-three days away, the rolling fate of the long river of waves again, a Xuanhuang Qilin mouth title mixed Yuan merit and the ancestor of the earth immortal Dao Guo from the sky, flew into the Zhenyuan Zi Zhihai, in an instant, the earthy yellow Qingyun rose up layers of Xuanhuang Sea Current. The essence of the earth is in the guise of the light, and the combination of the qi of the earth and the wood is the most nourishing. Countless powers of faith poured into Zhen Yuanzi's body, and the mana that had been exhausted for a hundred years was immediately replenished. In a moment, Zhen Yuanzi was fully healthy and fully recovered.

At the same time, in the long river of fate, the four spiritual luck manifested, among which the luck of the dragon clan and the luck of the human race were closely linked, and they instantly increased a few points, chasing the luck of the turtle and leaving.