Zi Yi collapsed her body and removed her original bloodline when she was a human being.

"I will return this body to you, and there will be no Virgin again!"

Suiren and Youchao roared in grief and anger, and also pulled out their primitive bloodlines and destroyed them directly.

Without the support of the original bloodline and the core energy of the original source, they could not even maintain their bodies, and even had a tendency to collapse completely.

In the ancestral hall, the lanterns of the Eight Scenery Palace sprinkled lights, covering the three of them.

At the height of the sky, Chu Yang felt a little relieved when he saw this scene.

At this time, he heard a series of sounds, which eventually gathered into a torrent, running through the sky, surging, reversing the world and affecting the operation of nature.

Just now, the two thousand Taiyi and 350,000 Golden Immortals sent by Chu Yang to send an image that Chu Yang gave them through various channels to every city and every place where human race gathered.

Within the image, the void leaves a shadow, and the figures and actions are lifelike, just like real, recreating everything that happened in the ancestral hall:

Chu Yang talked about the great catastrophe of the human race. Nuwa Niangniang showed his saints and asked the saints and the third ancestors to go to the Heavenly Court to wait for the order of dispatch. No mistakes should be made. Then Chu Yang took out a sword and said that the invasion of the dragon clan was for luck and the human blood spirit. The refining weapon could be used to restrain the body of the witch clan. In order to deal with the witch clan, the Heavenly Court would definitely not miss this opportunity to refine powerful magic weapons with the human blood spirit. Nuwa Niangniangniang became saints. Not only did he not stop it, he sent the human race to the demon mouth. Chu Yang analyzed that the third ancestor of the human race pointed at the saint of Nuwa Niangniang and asked sadly.

The dragon clan invaded, Zhulong entered the heavenly court, and then Nuwa issued an imperial edict. Now the demon clan invaded, all kinds of things have already explained a problem.

The demon clan wanted to hunt the human clan and even destroy the seeds; not only did Nuwa not stop it, but instead indulged it, and even took the initiative to send the human clan to heaven, becoming a dead soul under the sword.

Seeing these scenes, hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the human race were unbelievable.

That is Nuwa, the human race has been worshipping devoutly for tens of thousands of years. Even if it is not enough to eat, even if it is fighting to the death, it has never forgotten to worship.

But all this today made them confused.

On Shouyang Mountain, Chu Yang accused him and made a vow to spread throughout the human territory.

The third ancestor of the human race confronted Nuwa, roared in grief and anger, and felt as if he was ashamed, and eventually disintegrated his body.

At this moment, they finally discovered something.

The human race is the tool for Nuwa to attain enlightenment and sainthood.

The human race was created for the demon race. It used to be for blood food, but now it is a tool for refining magic weapons.

The saint master vowed that the third ancestor would return the flesh.

A sudden resentment arose in their hearts. This aura came suddenly and violently, making them not feel happy.

If you don’t want us, why should we worship you?

"There will be no more Virgin from now on!"

One by one, it gathers into a torrent, causing a surging wave, sweeping through the vast world, breaking through the sky, shaking the way of heaven, breaking through the barriers of barriers, and finally gathering together to form a light of humanity, blending into the world.

The luck of the torrent of humanity has made the prehistoric world quiet.

"Heaven moves hard, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

Chu Yang's voice appeared at the right time and spread throughout the world.

"Heaven moves hard, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

Billions of human race yelled at the same time.

A breath of self-reliance emanates.

Hard work, not by the saints, but by their own thoughts, rises in their hearts, grows rapidly, and turns into an unscathing lamp of self-improvement, lit up the sea of ​​hearts.

The belief in self-improvement has freed from the shackles of the soul. At this moment, the human race finally formed its own independent power.

Chu Yang smiled and only then could he escape the spiritual constraints of Saint Nuwa, he could soar.

Click...!

In the human land and in the ancestral temple, all the holy images belonging to Nuwa cracked and collapsed all over the ground, becoming scattered mud.

Only the holy elephant of the human race's ancestral hall, although it was cracked, did not eventually collapse.

Above the Nine Heavens, Nuwa's face turned pale, and a chaotic storm broke out behind her, and terrifying power destroyed everything.

She was angry, completely angry.

Looking down at the earth and looking at the territory of the human race.

In her eyes, the power to destroy everything was brewing.

"good!"

In the Tushita Palace, the Taiqing Saint was overjoyed and couldn't help but stand up.

He activates the supernatural powers of the saint and stands still.

Above Shouyang Mountain.

Bai Ze and the demon master Kunpeng were all a little stunned.

They thought it would be easy to hunt the people this time, but these things happened, attracting all the eyes of the prehistoric world.

For a moment, I was hesitant.

Chu Yang felt the pressure from above, but narrowed his eyes and made a fairy voice: "Borrow me a little blood from my heart to shape my body for the third ancestor of the human race!"

The sound spreads everywhere and sinks into everyone's ears.

"I have no choice!"

The sounds tides, flooding everything.

Drops of bright red blood rose from all directions and from all over the human race, and finally gathered together to form a river, gathered into an ocean, and came toward Shouyang Mountain.

No matter how old or young, whether women or children, they have contributed a little.

At this moment, they all have a belief to build a body for the Third Patriarch.

The Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns emitted a soft force, leading the bloody ocean, tempering and condensing, dividing them into three parts, and integrating them into the scattered spiritual light of the Three Ancestors.

The foundation is formed by nature.

In a blink of an eye, the third ancestor of the human race appeared again.

Not only did their aura not weaken, but instead absorbed the blood of all sentient beings, all the power of faith, and the blessing of infinite luck, their cultivation level rose step by step, and achieved the perfection of Daluo in one fell swoop.

"We human race are united!"

"One person is immortal, and the inheritance is endless!"

"The inheritance is endless, and hatred cannot be eliminated!"

"Humanity is glorious, self-reliance!"

Chu Yang's chest was thunderous, and his voice was rumbling.

Above the Nine Heavens, Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa suddenly discovered that her luck in the human race had dropped to the extreme, and it seemed that she would be cut off at any time, which made her closeness to the way of heaven suddenly become very distant.

This discovery made her look disgusted.

"How can I lose the luck of the human race? How can I let you defile my holy power!"

Thinking of this, Nuwa's voice spread to the earth, "The human race has created for me, my future is guided by me, and my destiny is dominated by me. The saint master and the third ancestor will cause trouble, and they will be punished by the saints and die!"

A ruthless voice came from the nine heavens.

Whoosh...!

The Red Hydrangea carries the supreme holy power, breaks through the nine heavens and descends, with its targets being the third ancestor of the human race and the ancestral hall.

The power of the saint controls the law and suppresses the entire place where Shouyang Mountain is located, and it must be hit into dust and completely erases the human ancestral hall.

Ruthless and ruthless.

The heart of a saint cannot be guessed.

"It's past!"

A faint voice filled with immeasurable majesty.

In the ancestral hall, the lanterns of the Eight Scenery Palace flew up, and the light emitted suddenly expanded, blocking the red hydrangea.

"Senior Brother Taiqing, are you going to stop me?"

Nuwa's angry voice sounded, causing endless tides in the nine heavens.

When a saint gets angry, the heaven and earth change color.

"I once made an appointment with the human saint master. Within thousands of miles of Shouyang Mountain, I was protected by me and proved by the Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns. Now that you want to destroy Shouyang Mountain, I will of course stop me!"

The Taiqing Saint did not appear, but his voice still spread throughout the prehistoric world.

This is an announcement and a warning.

"Then I will destroy the four of them first!"

Nuwa stood up and manifested her Dharma image. It was as high as 100,000 feet, emitting billions of divine lights, illuminating the vast land. Her big face that covered the sky was still delicate and without any flaws, but the left eye was a chaotic storm, and the right eye brewed a destructive blow.

She raised her big hand and grabbed it.

The billions of human races looked up and looked at them, and they all showed grief and anger. They couldn't help but roar: "Nuwa has no virtue, and under the bright sun, they actually killed our saint master and the third ancestor, who were not worthy of being a saint. From now on, my brother of human race will not worship Nuwa, and the heaven and earth will prove it!"

The sorrowful oath caused the way of heaven to shake.

Click...!

A thunder fell, and the human race oath was answered.

Click...!

The only remaining Nuwa holy elephant in the ancestral hall of the human race was already cracked into thousands of cracks, but now it exploded and turned into dust.

The last trace of bond was completely cut off.

At this moment, the hearts of hundreds of millions of human races seemed to have been removed from the shackles and freedom of seeing them. On the road to pursuing the great road, the suppression from the blood was completely cut off.

In the sky, the huge palm paused.

Chu Yang's mouth curled.
Chapter completed!