Chapter 1: Descendants of the Dragon

Yang Mei is gone, and as the only remaining Chaos Demon God, he also goes to find his own way.

In the flood wilderness, the sun star sun true fire erupted violently, sprinkling the scorching light all over every corner of the flood wilderness, the flood wilderness, unprecedented tranquility.

There were no conspiracies, no open and secret battles, everyone just knelt down to the Buzhou Mountain that Lu Chen reshaped with his body, and sent off Lu Chen, who was like the great god of Pangu.

However, Lu Chen, who crisscrossed the wilderness and created countless legends, really fell like this?

In the chaos, Nuwa, who was stunned, was suddenly shocked in her heart, and her beautiful eyes, which were still glowing red, looked at the left front in disbelief.

"What is this?"

The three streamers are the three streamers that Yang Mei threw out at the end.

These three streamers of light seemed to have eyes, breaking through the endless tyrannical chaotic qi, like three arrows, roaring towards Nuwa.

Nuwa's eyes lit up, her mouth screamed, stretched out her white and flawless right hand, and grabbed the three streamers tightly in her hand.

Nuwa looked at the direction where the streamer flew from in disbelief, and put her eyes on the three streamers in her hand.

"This is the three of Emperor Jun, a trace of the Yuan Shen?"

Nuwamei's eyes widened suddenly, her heart was full of surprise, and she couldn't help but scream.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches condensed the Pangu Phantom, their strength was comparable to that of a saint, and the power of their self-explosion was extraordinary. Nuwa thought that Emperor Juntai and Fuxi had all been destroyed, but she didn't expect that there was still a trace of the primordial spirit.

Yes, this is exactly the three of Di Jun's primordial spirit. Although Yang Mei did not plan to play against Hongjun, so as not to destroy Lu Chen's opportunity to preach, it was more than enough to save the three of Di Jun and a trace of Yuan Shen.

Now, Lu Chen is no longer in good shape, and he will also go to the Chaos to preach, and the three Yuan Shen of Emperor Jun should be handed over to Nuwa. This is good karma and good results.

Of course, Nuwa didn't know about Yang Mei's existence, so. After being surprised, he looked in disbelief in the direction where the streamer was flying.

"Who the hell could it be?" said a look of horror flashed across Nuwa's face.

Hongjun is dead, and he will never save the three of Dijun from a trace of the primordial spirit. And Lu Chen is also incarnatable, even if he saves a trace of the three of Di Jun, he should not hand it over to her now, and the direction is not right.

At this time, Nuwa couldn't help but think of Hongjun's series of reactions during the confrontation between Lu Chen and Hongjun, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, thinking of a terrifying possibility, and her beautiful eyes suddenly doubled.

Nuwa's expression was solemn, and she immediately bowed respectfully in the direction where Yang Mei was located. He bowed respectfully to Buzhou Mountain, and then, the figure disappeared in an instant, returning to the Wa Palace.

Although it is said that the flood has been torn apart, and it is reasonable for her, the only intact saint, to come forward to clean up the mess, but at this time, Nuwa doesn't want to make herself unhappy. All she has to do now is wait with peace of mind. At the same time, think about what to do next.

"Sanqing has seen Niangniang, I don't know what Niangniang is looking for me this time?"

Sanqing's attitude was very polite, and he no longer regarded himself as a senior brother. After all, Lu Chen is not well-informed. Hongjun has fallen, and the cause and effect of the year have completely disappeared.

Nuwa sat on the cloud bed, looked at Sanqing with beautiful eyes, and nodded expressionlessly. Then she said coquettishly, "I'm going to reinvent the man." ”

"What?

Sanqing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Nuwa incredulously.

Hongjun was killed by Lu Chen. The last group of Terrans also perished, and humanity was bleak, which also meant that the hope of Sanqing was completely shattered. However, Sanqing seems to have accepted his fate, or he really saw through it, but he just guarded the Xuandu and did not plan again.

However, Sanqing never expected that Nuwa would take the initiative to create a human. Although they were very happy in their hearts, but, don't forget, the human race was destroyed by Lu Chen himself.

Now, in order to save the people in the flood wilderness, Lu Chen is not well informed, and he has become a Pangu-like existence in the flood wilderness. If they turn around and create a human race, they will definitely be sprayed to death by all the living beings in the desolation.

At that time, I am afraid that even if the demon dragon clan is not angry and kills the human race, the human race itself will commit collective suicide in shame after learning the truth.

Terran, it's not easy to make!

Nuwa's face remained unchanged, her eyes were inexplicable, and she said softly: "This is what the demon master meant." ”

"What does the demon master mean?"

Sanqing couldn't help but look at each other, Lu Chen was already incarnated, and let Nuwa recreate the human race, this is unlikely.

Nuwa glanced at Sanqing lightly, and suddenly stretched out her right hand, revealing a spiritual treasure, and said, "This is the Qiankun Ding that the demon master gave to create people. ”

Yes, this is exactly what Qiankun Ding!

Before Lu Chen's body was not in good shape, he deliberately handed over the Qiankun Ding to Nuwa, so that Nuwa could recreate the human race.

One life as a man, one world as a man!

No matter what excuse Lu Chen makes, it can't change the fact that he was a human race. As the first acquired race, the human race should not be destroyed after all.

After a pause, Nuwa said again: "The demon master can even let you go, how can he care about the human race." ”

Nuwa's words were sarcastic, Sanqing dealt with her twice three times, although Lord Lu Chen finally let Sanqing go, but she would not give Sanqing a good face.

Sanqing's face was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refute, so he nodded hurriedly and said: "Since this is the case, everything will be presided over by Niangniang, I don't know how Niangniang needs us to cooperate?"

Nuwa's beautiful eyes flashed with a fine light, and said: "I created the human race, and I will set up the three emperors to educate first, and you three religions must not interfere for the time being!"

Although Emperor Jun Taiyi Fuxi still has a trace of the primordial spirit, after all, he has lost his excellent body, and even if he is reincarnated and rebuilt, it is difficult to achieve it.

Therefore, Nuwa thought about using the power of human education to let the three emperors achieve the position of human emperor with supreme merit. However, before that, Sanqing must be prevented from interfering with the human race, which is the real purpose of her letting Sanqing come.

Sanqing didn't know Nuwa's original intention, and thought that Nuwa was angry about the battle in the West Sea, so his face was even more embarrassed, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

If you don't agree, you can't, although Lu Chen is not in good shape, but the impact on the flood is like Buzhou Mountain, and the flood will exist forever. At least, Nuwa is no longer a little junior sister who is bullied by others, the five saints are seriously injured, and she seems to be the strongest eldest sister!

Coupled with the introduction of the Western Zhun Ti, and the mysterious Xuan Turtle who appeared out of nowhere and obviously had a great friendship with Lu Chen, not to mention that Sanqing had no ideas, even if he had ideas, he could only honestly hold them in his heart.

Nuwa nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, very good!"

After Nuwa finished speaking, she flew out of the Wa Palace and came directly to the Southern Continent of the Flood Wilderness, which is now also called the Southern Zhanbu Continent.

It collapsed, the flood shattered, and it was torn apart. There is Dongsheng Shenzhou in the east, Xiniuhe Prefecture in the west, Nanzhan Buzhou in the south, and Beiju Luzhou in the north.

Nowadays, there are demons in the east, Buddhism in the west, witches and fierce beasts in the north, and Zhanbu Continent in the south is the best place for the human race to survive.

Nuwa took out the Nine Heavens Rest Soil and put it into the Qiankun Ding to continuously refine. With a bad experience, Nuwa seems to be familiar with it this time, and a personal race appears on the desolate land again.

Boom -

The human race reappeared, and in the reincarnation of the underworld, the dim humanity suddenly shook, and then, the light was great!

The six realms of reincarnation have finally been completely completed again!

Nuwamei stared at the human race on the ground, her thin lips opened slightly, and she said word by word: "Remember, you are the descendants of the dragon!" (to be continued......)