The demon clan's unscrupulous slaughter of the human race finally attracted the wrath of the witch clan. Countless sturdy men of the Wu clan began to appear in the desolate world. They fought against the mountains and rivers and stationed in the villages of the human race, fighting against the demons.

And at this moment, the countless human essence blood collected by the demon clan was all sent to the heavenly court. It is used to supply the spirit treasure of the true body of the ancestor witch to be sacrificed by Emperor Jun. Many demon gods also privately withheld a lot of human essence and blood for their own use in refining treasures, which became the beginning of the use of living people to cultivate magic weapons by evil cultivators in the future, which can be said to be endless.

Therefore, these demon clans that slaughter the human race are mostly ordinary clansmen. There is no magic weapon refined by the essence blood of the human race in his hand, which is also doomed to die when fighting with the wandering witch clan.

In this way, the Lich dispute can be regarded as a complete prelude,

In this way, the human race and the Wu clan watched and helped each other together, desperately resisting the demon clan! But it had little effect, after all, there were hundreds of thousands of people in a tribe with a small population, and it was impossible to take care of all of them by relying on just a few human monks and some witch clans.

So countless Terrans began to leave their homes to escape the slaughter. Except for the tribesmen who lived together with the Wu clan at the foot of the Buzhou Mountain, the rest of the people slowly began to migrate to the birthplace of the human race, the coast of the East China Sea.

During this period of constant migration, there were many Terran monks who made great contributions to the transfer of the Terran race. Sanqing, Netherworld Saint Venerable, and Li Qingming also all sent their own personal disciples to the human race to protect the human race, only Nuwa had no one under the sect, plus the demon clan and the human race were full of meat on the palms and backs of their hands. It was because they did not help each other, and no one was sent.

The coast of the East China Sea, the ancestral land of the human race.

The eight ancestors sat around the holy place, all with sad faces on their faces, and their souls were not guarded.

Among the eight people, the first to attain the Enlightenment Fruit, the Suiren knocked on the table solemnly and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, that demon clan slaughtered all the idle tribes of our human race. As a result, all the tribes of our human race have been slaughtered, and in the long run, the disaster of exterminating the race is imminent!"

Tie Yi nodded. "If that's the case." How can we and our senior brothers and sisters be the Eight Ancestors of the Human Race, and what kind of face do we have to face so many clansmen!"

"Yes, why don't we organize some clansmen who have achieved cultivation to form a line of defense to snipe the people of the demon clan! Even if Zuihou dies, there will be no regrets!" There was a sense of determination in his voice.

"Okay! Now I'm a Terran. It's a big deal, it's a death. What are you afraid of!" The flint man stood up proudly, and the powerful momentum on his body soared into the sky.

Since then, the Terrans have deliberated. The edict was handed down. Officially ordered all the Terran tribes in the desolate world to move to the coast of the East China Sea, the ancestral land of the Terrans, and ordered the Terrans who had learned the Tao abroad to return to the Terrans to fight against the demons. The first great migration in the history of the Terrans began, accompanied by an endless stream of dry bones and blood.

Since the matter of the demon clan's slaughter of the human race has become increasingly hot, Di Jun simply gave up completely giving up his traces. began to gather the clansmen with great fanfare, so that the shili of the demon clan continued to accumulate. As their numbers slowly increased, the entire slaughtering army, led by Taiyi and Fuxi himself, went directly to the coast of the East China Sea and rushed towards the gathering place of the human race.

Along the way, there were people who died because of the long journey, and more were dragged by the demon agents along the way, who collected their blood and swallowed their bodies.

A hundred years have passed, and the Terrans have spent more than a hundred years in this slaughter, and the Terrans have suffered heavy losses in this great war to defend the Terrans, trillions of Terrans! In addition to the coast of the East China Sea and the Buzhou Mountains, there are still about 20 million Terrans, and on the desolate land, only a few sporadic shili sheltered a few Terrans.

Among them, there are hundreds of thousands of people sheltered by the 800-mile Huangfeng Mountains, and hundreds of thousands of people in the East Kunlun Mountains. The most blessed human race is the Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang View in Xiniuhe Prefecture.

There are many human tribes in the desolate world, except for the coast of the East China Sea and the human tribes under the Buzhou Mountain. Among them, the largest tribe and the most populous tribe is the Terran tribe living near the Qinghua Mountains. It is said that this Terran tribe has the deepest relationship with the Terran on the coast of the East China Sea. It was left by the original leader of the migration faction, Yuan Qing.

They were chased and killed by the demon clan all the way, and when they arrived at Wanshou Mountain in Dexi Niuhezhou, there were only tens of millions of clansmen left.

"Patriarch, I don't know how far this is from the coast of the East China Sea, let's rest for a while, the clansmen can't stand it day and night!" said a gray-haired old man to another.

"Alas, let's rest for a while!" The patriarch of the human race of Qinghua Mountain sighed and said, "Since the birth of my human race, we have always respected the heavens and the earth, and we dare not be sloppy. Why did you have to suffer so much?"

"Patriarch, haven't you seen the statues of the Holy Father and the Two Virgins before, and now we pray to the heavens, hoping that the Holy Father and the Holy Mother will appear and save us?!" someone said, his eyes full of hope, because he firmly believed that the patriarch in front of him could ask for the blessing of the immortals.

"Ahem," the patriarch coughed lightly twice, "Now, the entire human race has been slaughtered by the demon race. If the Holy Father and the Holy Mother have spirits, can they not know? Now, they are all standing by and watching, it seems that this should be a calamity for our human race!"

"Could it be that my Qinghua Mountain lineage is really going to perish?!" A group of people next to him heard this, and they all looked up to the sky and cried bitterly.

"Alas, it's better to save yourself than to complain!" the patriarch continued, "After resting, let's go! The demon clan will soon catch up!"

When all the clansmen heard this, they trembled, and then they got up and set out for the shore of the East China Sea.

"If you run away like this, when will you be the head!" The patriarch of Qinghua Mountain sighed helplessly as he looked at the exhausted clansmen.

"Hey, let's stay!" Suddenly, a low sigh came from the sky, and then I saw countless demon clans appear in the sky, but it was the demon clan Xihuang Fuxi who spoke, only to hear him continue: "We are also in accordance with the way of heaven, don't blame the poor Dao!

"Kill, kill, kill!" the demon clan roared wildly, waving the weapons in their hands and killing the crowd.

At this moment, the human race was exhausted, and there was no power to fight back in the face of the slaughter of the demon race.

The number of tens of millions of clansmen has decreased by three or four tenths in an instant. The originally beautiful and majestic Wanshou Mountain was stained with the blood of the human race, and it was full of endless resentment and evil spirit.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was always paying attention to this Qinghua Mountain human race, his eyes widened, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the sub-saint was filled in the sky in an instant. The miserable roar of the human race caused a commotion in his originally calm heart. Feeling the violent tremor in the Yuan Shen, Zhen Yuanzi's face could no longer be calm, sighed, and said to Qingfeng Mingyue who was sitting in front of him: "Tong'er, quickly open the mountain protection array at the mountain gate and welcome all the human races outside." ”

The two boys nodded, turned and ran out.

Zhen Yuanzi took a deep breath, stroked the dust in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Previously, Qingmingzi Daoyou came to Wuzhuang Temple, please protect the human race. Originally, I was still a little confused, but I didn't expect it to be here. Hey, in this way, the poor Dao will go on a killing spree today! It's good to repay the gift of the Qingming Daoist friends!"

It turned out that Li Qingming had long thought of the way the human race was slaughtered. Foreshadowing was laid tens of thousands of years ago. In exchange for a promise from Zhen Yuanzi, he exchanged 100 grains for nine days of resting soil. Now, it's time for Zhen Yuanzi to take the oath.

Outside Wanshou Mountain, bursts of yellow light rose from the bottom of the mountain, and everywhere the yellow light passed, countless demon clans were all shocked out, but those human races were directly pulled in by the yellow light and protected.

These millions of Terrans who escaped death were sad and happy, and immediately kowtowed in the direction of Wuzhuang Guan and said: "The Terrans thank the Immortal for saving him! Wangxian Chang gave his name and surname, so that my Terran will bow down and burn incense day and night!"

As if in response to the voice of the human race, a handsome Taoist man in an earthy yellow Taoist robe, holding a silver whisk, appeared in mid-air in the air, and it was the Zhenyuan Great Immortal.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the people of the human race with compassion in his eyes, and said, "Wait for you to get up! Poor Dao is an ordinary Taoist priest, you don't have to worry about it!"

Speaking of this, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly looked up at the sky, and said to Fuxi, who was standing in the void: "Fuxi Daoyou, the human race was created by Nuwa Niangniang, and you are the brother of Nuwa Niangniang, and you actually led the troops to slaughter the human race. Don't you feel guilty?"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice was not loud, but it was enough to reach the ears of all the human races. They all found it incredible and incredulous. How ironic that the brother of Our Lady personally led the slaughter of the Terrans!

Fu Xi looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Don't come to Zhen Yuanzi Daoyou!"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and said, "Isn't there anything to say to Daoyou?"

Fu Xi's face was slightly gloomy, and he said softly: "Although the human race is from my sister, it is of great use to my demon clan! For the sake of my demon clan, the poor Dao naturally has to take the lead!"

"Haha, it seems that the saint Nuwa gave up the human race to become the demon race? Don't you even think it's worthless?" Zhen Yuanzi suddenly turned his head and looked at the human race in the vein of Qinghua Mountain. His voice was clear, but it exuded a sense of desolation.

Zhen Yuanzi's voice landed, and the face of Nuwa Niangniang in the Wa Palace suddenly turned as pale as paper. As soon as Zhen Yuanzi said this, I am afraid that her prestige among the human race will be minimized, and even the position of the Holy Mother will be completely denied by the human race.

But Nuwa has no choice, who let her only take care of her own interests and not take into account the situation of the human race!(To be continued......