Survival in the desolate world is difficult, especially for the nascent Terrans, however, the explosion in the number of people has forced the Terrans to embark on the pace of outward expansion.

The migration road is extremely dangerous, especially when some demon clans find that devouring the human race can improve their skills, this disaster is even more overwhelming.

Although Yang Xiao relied on the supreme defense of the Golden Wheel of Merit to be fearless of the demon race, he was alone, but no matter what, he couldn't protect the entire human race, Nuwa, although she was the Holy Mother of the human race, she was also a saint of the demon race, and she had no way to ask for help.

Helplessly, he could only leave the human race and go straight to the Wu clan in the north of the flood wilderness.

It is said that after the great god of Pangu opened the world, he was exhausted and fell from the heavens and the earth, and when he turned into a flood, the remaining Yuan Shen was divided into three points, fused with the pure qi of the sky, and turned into three clears, with one point of essence and twelve points of essence and blood, absorbing the turbidity of the earth, and generating twelve ancestral witches!

Since the first tribulation of the dragon and phoenix, the desolate world has evolved, and the twelve ancestors have come out of the world, gathering the turbidity of the earth with the blood of Pangu and creating the Wu clan.

Just above the sun star, Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were born at the same time, gathered many subordinates, established the demon clan, respected the Northern Stygian Kunpeng as the demon master, and Fuxi and Nuwa as the great sages.

As a result, the battle between the flood and the famine, and from there, the two lich clans also officially started a war that lasted for tens of millions of years!

The Wu clan was born from heaven and earth, inheriting the bloodline of the great god of Pangu, although he did not cultivate the Yuan Shen Heavenly Dao, but the strength of the physical body was strong and extraordinary, enough to shake the heavens and the earth, several wars, the demon clan was defeated, and he could only retreat in a clear space on the top of the Great Zhou Mountain.

The Wu clan was in hot pursuit, but it was just in time for Hongjun Dao Ancestor to become holy, and because of its supreme coercion, the Wu clan temporarily pressed the front of the army to cease fighting!

However, with the end of the second Zixiao Palace sermon, Nuwa Niangniang realized the supreme way of creation and achieved the Heavenly Dao Saint, which immediately changed the strength of the two lich clans, and the peace brought by the truce seemed to be about to be broken.

"The leader of the human race, the Suiren clan, ask to see the Houtu Ancestor Witch!"

The majestic words, accompanied by the dazzling golden wheel of merit falling from the sky, the golden light of immeasurable merit enveloped the entire Houtu tribe, and in an instant, the earth shook!

But then, a thick and majestic force was derived from the earth, and a figure slowly walked out of the ancestral witch hall of the Houtu tribe.

Yang Xiao looked at it, although he had never seen it, but he still recognized it instantly, the other party was the purpose of his trip, the ancestral witch and the earth!

"It turned out that the Terran Great De Suiren clan had arrived, and it was far away. Houtu spoke indifferently, her words were calm, and as legend has said, she was the quietest and most peaceful of the twelve ancestors.

Yang Xiao hurriedly said, "Don't dare." And then, without delay, he told the purpose of his coming.

Hearing this, Houtu couldn't help but be surprised: "The meaning of the Suiren clan is to form an alliance with our Wu clan, but don't forget, your human race was created by the demon clan saint Nuwa. ”

Yang Xiao sneered: "Nuwa is a saint of the demon race, my human race is not a demon race, but the demon race wantonly kills the human race, my human race is weak, and if I continue to be killed like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be completely exterminated." ”

Houtu said with a smile: "Although I sympathize with the plight of the human race, please forgive me for not being able to do anything. ”

Yang Xiao was not panicked, but said indifferently: "I think, the Houtu Ancestor Witch may not know that the human race and the Wu clan intermarry, and the human race born is half the chance of the human race, and half of the chance is the Wu race, and moreover, the Wu clan born from the combination of humans and witches can cultivate the Yuan Shen!"

"What?!" Hearing this, Houtu Zuwu was suddenly shocked: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "It's a matter of life and death for the human race, how can this kind of thing be used to deceive?"

Houtu Ancestor Wu immediately believed eight points in his heart, and secretly contacted Di Jiang and other eleven Ancestor Witches at the moment, and then, he said with a smile: "The demon clan is rampant, wantonly killing the human race, my Wu clan, as the leader of the desolate land, naturally can't let it do what it wants, please rest assured, my Wu clan is willing to send troops, form an alliance with the human race, and protect the human race!"

Yang Xiao was overjoyed when he heard this, and then, Hou Tuzu Wu sent a large number of Wu clan troops, with the Great Witch Xingtian as the leader, and rushed to the human race with Yang Xiao.

At this moment, the human race is suffering from an unprecedented catastrophe, and in the process of migration, it is constantly encountering the raging killing of the demon race, and more and more demon races know that devouring the human race can increase their strength, and this kind of slaughter is out of control.

"Roar-" Hideous roars, one by one huge demon beasts, impacted, although, for those who are strong, these demon beasts are nothing, but, for the weak human race, they are invincible and terrifying.

A small number of Terran powerhouses can't reverse the whole situation at all, so they can only shelter a little bit of the clan as much as possible, inherit the Terran race, and leave a little bloodline.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The terrifying chewing sound came, but it was a huge demon beast, swallowing more than a dozen people in its mouth, chewing happily, the terrifying chewing sound was like a life-threatening magic sound, which made everyone feel creepy, and even more desperately fled around.

However, there were monsters everywhere, blood, fighting and terrible screams, people crying in despair, crazy escape, life, at this moment seemed so fragile, everyone's hearts surged with deep despair.

Above the ground, there was already devastation, broken limbs and broken flesh were everywhere, the remains were covered with bones and blood, painful wails spread throughout the field, and desperate cries resounded in the sky.

However, this qiē is only a small microcosm, accompanied by waves of monsters sweeping in, treating the Terrans as delicious food, devouring and slaughtering, everywhere the smug laughter of the monsters, everywhere is the terrible wail of the Terrans

Outside the chaotic sky, in the middle of the Wahuang sky, the exquisite Qionglou Yuyu is full of treasure, majestic and majestic. Outside the palace, auspicious clouds surround, rays of light, fairies and bewitching, spirit beasts and birds are happy.

On the top of the main hall, there is a holy figure sitting, with an undetectable appearance, which is the supreme color, it is the legendary heavenly saint, Nuwa Niangniang!

At this moment, she was frowning, and in the Xuanguang water mirror in front of her, the tragic situation of the human race was reflected, and countless human races knelt on the ground and wept, calling Nuwa Niangniang sadly, praying for the mercy of the saint.

The cry of the sky, straight into the sky, miserable, resentment, endless resentment dyed the sky into a dark, thick dark clouds rolled to the top, the wind was everywhere, the earth was mournful, accompanied by a boom, pouring rain, pouring down, as if, even the heavens were crying!

Thunder roars, the wind howls, the torrential rain pours, it is the desperate cry of the human race, the wanton laughter of the demon race, the bloody killing, the piercing devouring and chewing all kinds of sounds mixed together, planting the seeds of hatred, from then on, the human race and the demon race are destined to not be able to coexist!

On the one hand, it is her own mother clan, and on the other hand, she is the human race that created zào with her own hands, and at this moment, Nuwa Niangniang doesn't know how to choose.

What can be done with the creation of the Heavenly Dao, the supreme saint's respect?

"Alas" sighed in her mouth, Nuwa's heart still made the final choice in the end, but when she waved her hand, the Xuanguang Water Mirror in front of her dissipated, and then, a grand holy voice resounded throughout the desolate world: "From today on, Emperor Wa will close the mountain gate"