"The sky belongs to the Monster Clan and the earth belongs to the Witch Clan, so where should we humans go?"

"In front of that arrogant demon court, my people are like ants, walking on the road, following the little bit of fire, looking for hidden caves..."

The old man stood up tremblingly, his figure stooped, but he always carefully held the wooden stick in his hand, his eyes full of gentleness.

This is the hope of the tribe and the fire that keeps those little guys alive!

The old man's dim eyes looked up at the sky and outside the valley. His thin face rarely smiled, but he didn't know whether it was day or night.

At the edge of the valley, green mist hung down from the barrier. It was thick and heavy, burning with blazing light. It was unknown how many powerful enemies were killed in the clouds and mist.

But, how long can this barrier last?

Outside the valley, the endless allied forces of all spirits completely cut off the valley from the outside world. The dozens of figures closest to the barrier were all the strongest among all races, exuding the aura of collapsing the eternal heavens, which was terrifying.

All are cold.

In the valley, countless human beings, covered in grass and animal skins and holding weapons in their hands, stood proudly, but the anger in their eyes was about to burn the entire world.

They are not afraid of death in battle. Horse-leather shrouds are still the noblest destination for warriors. What they fear is that even if they spend their last drop of blood, where will the people go? Where are those little guys who are babbling...

This little bit of fire is like a candlelight under the wind and rain. It is obviously shaky, but there is always a little light shining through, and the fire does not stop!

"This is the only way..."

The old man looked at the black stone tablet beside him tenderly, and raised his hand to touch the lines of words on the tablet. This is the last hope of the tribesmen.

"Chief, no!"

"Chief, let's do it..."

"leader……"

"I am the strongest and have the highest cultivation level in the clan. I am the only one who can withstand the invasion of the Demon Ancestor's remnant soul..."

The old man whispered, his eyes full of determination.

"Chief, this is too dangerous. If you can't resist it..."

"Then kill me, turn my body into aura, and train the next leader!"

A hand as skinny as dry wood fell on the stone tablet and crushed it to pieces. The old man's body was swallowed up by the black light, but his eyes remained firm and unyielding.

The rickets swallowed up the endless darkness, burning life and soul. The pain was numb, but the old man looked back tenderly in the beating magic flames, looking towards a cave, his eyes full of hope.

That is the northernmost cave, and there are babbling sounds, which is the joy of rebirth.

"Another little guy was born..."

The stone door of the cave was opened, but not a trace of morning light shone in. There was a faint glow of fire, which was thorny. It was the woman who was struggling to drill wood to make fire, trying to give the newborn a little glory.

.

On the raised stone bed, a woman whose face was as pale as snow and whose forehead was covered with sweat had wisps of smiles on her face.

It’s a baby boy, a baby boy who can protect the clan from wind and rain in the future!

The joy of the new baby made the women next to them smile and beat their waists and legs. The newborn cried loudly. The children were all curious and lying on the edge of the door. In surprise, they let out their beloved things one by one...

Sons and daughters, have you heard this? This is the hope of our ethnic group!

Hope and faith are all in us. We leave the seeds of hope in the spring and let those who come after us step on our bodies and continue to move forward.

What does the human race have? The sky belongs to the demon clan, the earth belongs to the wizard clan, and the human race only has companions, and only companions!

We go forward so that the little ones who are just born don’t have to hide around like ants like us

The night is long, but our descendants will always stand upright on this land, surrounded by light and looking at the sky!

What do ethnic groups with nothing have to fear losing?

"The fire will never stop, the fire will never stop, the fire will never stop!"

In the monstrous flames, the stone tablet collapsed, and the blurry road ahead was filled with ripples. The big hand holding the wooden stick was raised, and the memory in the old man's eyes gradually receded.

"Yes, the fire is still there."

Finally, the old man raised his head and saw clearly outside the sky. It was dawn, and a ray of light rose from the east, cut through the fog, and shined through the heavy coverings into the valley.

The red rising sun sprays out its brilliance, mist lingers in the beam, and the flowers, plants, and leaves in the valley that have not seen sunlight for a long time are all glowing with life.

The ferocious beasts screamed, the thunder rolled, and the sound waves came in a torrent. Before they entered the valley, they were easily blocked by the gushing demonic flames surging around the old man.

Beside him, the human men walked forward in silence. They were obviously no more than seven feet tall. Compared with the ferocious beasts that were as motionless as the hills, they were like earthworms shaking the trees, but their eyes were still clear and firm, just like theirs.

Join the human race without regrets.

One step, two steps...

One person, two people...

The weak fire continued to burn from their foreheads. It was a little bit at first, but it got closer and closer, and it suddenly had the potential to start a prairie fire.

These wisps of fire make them fearless of the oppression of heaven and earth, and the oppression of all races. They live only for their beliefs. Countless fluctuations of heaven and earth Dao patterns, but they have never been able to shake these people in the slightest.

Just like the old man at the front, standing in the darkness, looking at the light, waiting for him to raise his arms and lead the tribe towards the light.

When the wind came, they stood there and listened to the roar of ferocious beasts and the cry of babies.

The wind came again, but they left...

"roar!"

The low roar of the human race man blew away the years, but it was heavier than the years.

With Suiren's trembling fingers, a ray of fire spread, scattering the barrier between heaven and earth. The fire started a prairie fire, and the heavens were driven away. The raging flames completely burned out some light in this darkness.

Although the Suiren family's steps are slow, they are unwavering. Behind them is the human army, which is also the last barrier for the ethnic group.

"Why……"

With a sigh, the world stopped, the mist shrouded, and the world was confused. The firelight fell in the mist, and it failed for the first time. A ferocious figure was vaguely visible, with scales as big as millstones. He looked coldly at the Suiren clan and the human race behind him.

Army.

The Dragon Clan, the first ancient ancestor!

"I have met the ancestor king!"

Outside the valley, countless powerful ferocious beasts bowed their heads in submission. Even the figures at the front stepped forward and bowed respectfully. This was a truly peerless king!

"You are very good. In a weak and blood-eating tribe, you have come this far. You are an unparalleled genius!" The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan never stopped looking at these ferocious beasts. He looked down at the old man with his eyes as big as the blood moon.

His body looked even more terrifying in the vast mist.

The Suiren family slowly clenched their fists, and the fire in their eyes burst out. The human men behind them raised their weapons with weapons in the air, with overwhelming murderous intent. They only waited for the order of the old man in front to kill the day.

"You are a human hero, rare among all tribes. I really don't want to kill you. If you are willing to become my slave, I am willing to protect your tribe!"

There was calm and silence in all directions. Outside the valley, it was due to fear. The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan had gained a great reputation since the beginning of the world. His name was a taboo in this world. It was a fear made of flesh and blood.

The human men in the valley were furious. The world was silent. Everyone could hear each other's heartbeats, which were the flames of anger.

Suiren took a step forward and was surrounded by fire. His voice was as hoarse as the beating of a broken drum, but it was like the beginning of life. It carried an inexplicable magic power and soothed the emotions of the people behind him. "Fellow Taoists have come from afar, why don't you sit down?"

Come down and talk, killing is not good for all races..."

"Talk, what's there to talk about? What qualifications do you, a blood-eating tribe, have to talk to us?" The patriarch of the Golden Lion Tribe walked over and interrupted Suiren's words with a tyrannical attitude. He only came for one purpose, to let this person

The blood eaters obediently returned to their previous appearance. Only killing can make these cheap bones remember the pain.

"Weak tribes have no diplomacy. If you are still a tribe, you are indeed extraordinary, but the human race just relies on you, which is far from enough." The leader of another large tribe spoke, his words were cold.

"A tribe in Nuo Da has only a being like you. What future does it have? Apart from becoming our blood food, I really can't think of any use for your tribe." The other leader was more direct and did not talk about it at all.

meaning.

"You can talk if you want. That requires strength and foundation, but what else do you humans have besides you?" The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan said calmly, his scales thick.

"Are we really going to kill someone?" Suiren's eyes narrowed, his face was ferocious, and the fire on his body shot up into the sky.

"You are indeed very strong, and you are the most amazing being in any clan. However, the human race only has a being like you, with a background as thick as paper. If you want to escape the fate of being eaten by blood, it is not enough." That is Ling Yi, a peerless strong man.

has arrived.

In the brilliance, there is a huge body emerging with the morning glow, dazzling and dazzling. He seems to have stepped out of the newborn sun, enveloped by a divine ring, and is sacred and boundless.

Outside the valley, countless ferocious beasts showed ferocious looks on their faces. Blood Food actually dared to resist and swallowed them all.

"Submit to me and surrender under my feet. I can protect you from immortality, and I can even use my clan's heritage to bring order to your great Dao. You may not be able to go further in the future!" The peerless strong man standing side by side with the ancient ancestor of the Jiaolong clan is like

The elephant looked down at the ants and spoke indifferently.

Like the ancient ancestor of the Jiaolong clan, he saw the extraordinary power of the Suiren family and wanted to submit him to his own clan.

"Submit to you, and you may promise not to bully my human race, but to stand together with all races in the world!" said Suiren, his words sonorous and powerful.

"Stand with all races..." The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan frowned.

A dozen figures behind the ancient ancestor of the Jiaolong clan looked at the Suiren clan, with cruel smiles that made people's hair stand on end.

"Is this delusion about eating blood a thing of the past?"

"Your clan is so weak. If it weren't for the fact that you were the blood of the major clans, you would have been exterminated long ago. Such an unworthy clan deserves to be on an equal footing with us!"
To be continued...