When the Heavenly Court sent troops to the human race, Chu Yang thought that with his own strength and the Buddha of Light, he could withstand the top leaders of the Heavenly Court and fight against Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

After all, the Taoist ancestor once said that the demon clutched the sky and the witch controlled the earth. If there was no war within a thousand years, the heavenly court would definitely not throw all its troops into the human race.

However, the development of things was completely beyond his expectations.

He was too strong, and the four quasi-saints of the Star Mother, severely injured Kunpeng, etc., which made the ancestor witch see a huge threat and actually take action.

At that time, Chu Yang suddenly realized that his performance aroused strong fear from the witch clan, and he could even temporarily put aside his hatred with the demon clan, erase him, destroy the human clan, and clear the obstacles for the future Lich fight.

The ancestor witch was afraid of Nuwa? Even though he was a saint, he would definitely not watch him become stronger day by day. Not to mention killing him, at least he would seal him.

There are also Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who are not only afraid, but also deeply hated.

If he does not die, the human race will pass, will he take a secret action and kill him with one blow?

Donghuang Taiyi definitely has this ability.

The ancestor witch, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, and Nuwa, facing these powerful enemies, even Chu Yang was in trouble, so he thought of a way to fake death and escape.

When Chu Yang finally collided with Fuxi, his aura was extremely unstable with the power of the collision. He also had several spiritual treasures to protect him to isolate the senses, so he replaced it with an incarnation.

The same aura, the same soul fluctuation, his incarnation is flesh and blood, and the soul, completely the same as the original body. It is also blessed by the power of the Taoist soul to maintain the quasi-saint's aura.

At that time, he hid in his body and waited for the arrival of the Buddha of Light.

"In the prehistoric world, there are only two who cannot hide it!"

Chu Yang thought deeply.

"One is the Taoist ancestor, and the other is the Taiqing Saint!"

The Buddha of Light understands.

Chu Yang nodded: "The Taoist Ancestor is above and fits in the way of heaven. It is almost impossible to hide it from him. In addition, my unique skill is to transform the three purities into one qi, and he must have seen it thoroughly. However, with his saints, he would not say it at all. In addition, if the human race is strong, his luck will automatically increase, and it is too late to protect me!"

"That's the reason, so next?"

The Buddha of Light asked.

"At the beginning, I used the elite warriors who had transferred from the ancestral hall to resist the demon clan, and all pulled out a strand of immortal soul and a drop of essence and blood, and gave it to you for safekeeping. For the sake of this, you should use a strand of immortal soul as the basis, summon souls and return to the original state with the method of reincarnation, so that they can work in the underworld, and accumulate merits and practice. In addition, use their essence and blood to cultivate new bodies, hide them, and be the real foundation of the human race. It is better to open up the nineteenth floor under the eighteenth floor hell and become their place to settle down!"

Chu Yang gave a serious explanation.

"With my current ability, even if Houtu is disturbed, it is useless. Don't worry!"

The Buddha of Light responds to it.

"You can act immediately. As for opening up the nineteenth level of hell, it is best to wait until the Lich War will save Houtu to discover clues and make trouble. Hey, at that time, I let the witch clan be left with only Houtu." Chu Yang said coldly, "If you have the chance, even if you don't kill her, you will seal her. This time, because of her, it almost ruined a big deal!"

"It is not appropriate to kill her, after all, there is great merit in it." Guangming Buddha Tao, "But Is it sealing her? With my current ability, I can do it, but it will attract the eleven ancestor witches and Houtu's strong counterattack, which will inevitably endanger the reincarnation, which is inappropriate for the time being. When I continue to comprehend the Chaos Reincarnation Sutra and plan for a while, after the Lich War, I can easily seal her and deprive her of the right to reincarnation. At that time, I can truly play with the saints!"

"It depends on you!" Chu Yang smiled, "Next, you have two things to do. One is to go to the Beihai, and the last great merit cannot be missed; the second is to comprehend the Thunder God Pearl, thoroughly refine it, and understand the way of thunder."

"When I first obtained Pangu's heart, most of the fragments of the Chaos Thunder Path in the inheritance were not difficult to comprehend." The Buddha of Light also smiled, "If Buzhou Mountain has merits and Thunder Pearl, if I can't yet attain the enlightenment and become a saint, hey, I will go directly to Zixiao Palace to find Hongjun!"

"If he stops it at that time, let him play alone!"

Chu Yang chuckled.

The battle between shemale men is more intense than the last Lich war.

On the one hand of the Heavenly Court, many quasi-saints died: Xingmu, Ziwei, Giant King, Heizi, Fuxi, Kunpeng, Zhulong was seriously injured, Zhulong almost died, and two other demon heroes.

None of the three quasi-saints summoned by Nuwa escaped, Thunder God, Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, and Purple Crown Subaru Rich Chicken were all killed.

In a big battle, so many powerful people died, which made all the powerful people in the prehistoric world silent.

At the same time, the ancestor witch was led and suppressed, and the heaven was besieged by Lao Tzu.

After the battle between Nuwa and Cundi, it was left unresolved, but in the prehistoric world, a sound of Nuwa's hatred completely disappeared.

Nuwa, nowhere to be found.

The age of saints also came completely.

"Human race is bound to rise!"

"If the lich wants to fight each other, they must unite and suppress the human race strongly, otherwise they will inevitably be surpassed in the future!"

"However, with the hatred of the lich, it is too difficult to unite!"

"Di Jun has great ambitions. He has always been unwilling to be inferior to the saints and wants to go further and become a saint. Now, the only way is to destroy the witch clan, take the opportunity to unify the prehistoric world, gather infinite luck, and forcefully break the shackles. Otherwise, there will be no chance again!"

"Five hundred years later, it is his only chance to become a sanctification!"

"If you can't let go, just fight to the death!"

"How can the emperor's ambition, the lord of the heavenly emperor surrender to the saint?"

"But the chance is slim!"

"Oh! He is so difficult. I'll wait. Is there still hope?"

In the prehistoric world, the hidden powers were sympathetic with divine thoughts and sighed again and again, but in the end they could only sigh.

Di Jun also has the capital to fight, even if there is a one-tenth chance.

But what about them? I'm afraid there is no chance.

"How could that human saint master be so powerful? It was originally Daluo's perfection, but later in the battle, he suddenly strengthened to the early stage of the quasi-saint, and finally went straight to the late stage of the quasi-saint, and even killed the powerful people in the Heavenly Court. Zhulong was defeated, Kunpeng was defeated, and Fuxi was dead!"

"He should have obtained the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God, otherwise, he would not be so powerful! Unfortunately, he died too early, otherwise his future achievements would never be inferior to Yu Dijun!"

"Does the Chaos Demon God, does it still exist?"

"Rahu was the remnant soul of the Chaos Demon God awakened, and... as for the others, who knows?"

"The vast land of the vast land, the saints are in the void. I'll wait. Is there any chance? It's so slim, why don't you go to Chaos together and look for opportunities?"

"This is a good idea, but chaos, too dangerous, if you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury!"

Even Chu Yang is hard to tell how many powerful people are hidden in the prehistoric world.

The prehistoric world is too big.

There are too many opportunities.

Back then, the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace were all Daluo's cultivation.

After practicing for so many years, how many have you become a quasi-saint?

Even saints may not be able to understand.

The prehistoric world has been completely calm.

However, the aura that enveloped the sky was even more depressing.

Especially above the human territory, resentment covers the sky, murderous intent breaks through the sky, and curses spread to the prehistoric world.

Apart from the radius of Shouyang Mountain, there is no perfect place.

"According to statistics, our human race has 40% died!"

Li Taibai finally summarized the report.

"Fourty percent, that's four hundred billion!"

Suiren shook and almost fell.

"This hatred is irreconcilable!"

Youchao shouted sadly.

"After rest, the whole nation will practice, and in the future, kill all the lichs and kill all the sea clans!"

Ziyi bit Daluo's teeth.

"My human race, even if there is only one person left, we must take revenge!" Li Taibai's voice was hoarse. After a great battle, he became more mature and more decisive. "Three ancestors, I suggest that all the human races protected within the Shouyang Mountain range be released, so that they can see the miserable bloody battle, look at the same race who died in battle to protect them, and also let them remember hatred and remember it in their hearts, and not forget it!"

"Also, the various recorded images will be displayed with fairy art every day! Li Taibai will leave it to you with full authority!"

Suiren's Tao.

"yes!"

Li Taibai took the order.

When he left, he knelt at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, kowtowed nine respectfully, and murmured: "Saint Master, Master, don't worry, I will destroy the lichs for the rest of my life and avenge you!"

Stand up and left resolutely.

Tushi Palace.

"Master, the Holy Master is still dead!"

He resigned from the third ancestor of other people's clan and returned to Xuandu, with a lonely expression and a decadent spirit.

"Is he really dead?"

The saint of Taiqing smiled.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Xuan Du suddenly widened his eyes.
To be continued...