The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 189 The Human Sovereign Decided, The Two Saints of the West Are Really Shameless
The demon master Kunpeng, the boss of the demon court who once oppressed the prehistoric world, was also ranked among the top ten prehistoric powers among the three thousand mortals who listened to the Tao in Zixiao Palace. The unrivaled monster he died just died on the battlefield of the human race, like a wild dog, with no bones left and no soul left.

After the demon master Kunpeng died completely, Jiang Shi smiled heartily, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and staggered to the side.Although he killed the demon master Kunpeng and was seriously injured, Jiang Shi still felt refreshed and his Dao heart was unobstructed.

This monster that slaughtered countless human races died in the hands of the human race after all, and the retribution is not good!

On the battlefield, the warriors of Xuanyuan Tribe and Jiuli Tribe didn't realize for a while, that unrivaled monster was beaten to death on the spot just now?Even the leader of the army, Chi You, was dumbfounded. It was hard to believe that the ancestor Kunpeng, who was like a god and demon, died in battle just like that.

Isn't this funny?You just died like this, what can I do?What about my position as emperor?
After all, it was Ji Xuanyuan who had the better mind and was the first to wake up. He raised his sword and shouted: "My sons and daughters, the demons of the Jiuli tribe have perished, and the way of heaven is in my Xuanyuan tribe. Kill them!"

Under the leadership of their own leader, the soldiers of the Xuanyuan tribe, their morale was greatly boosted, and they strangled with the Jiuli tribe without fear of death.At this time, Chi You, the leader of the army, came to his senses and summoned the remnants to prepare for a desperate fight for the last chance to be the emperor.

"Boom!"

But Chi You never imagined that there would be huge waves rushing towards the battlefield with a strong water spirit, which was transformed by the beast body of the demon master Kunpeng.Seeing the huge waves, Guang Chengzi's eyes lit up slightly, and he stretched out his hand a little. The water spirit seemed to know people, avoided the soldiers of Xuanyuan tribe, and staggered the warriors of Jiuli tribe instead.

This became the last straw that crushed the Jiuli tribe. With the defeat of the army, Chi You and his 72 brothers were either killed or captured. Curtain, the Xuanyuan tribe sacrificed their position as the co-lord of the world, and the patriarch Ji Xuanyuan naturally became the emperor.

Western religion, Mount Sumeru, the golden pool of merit.

At this time, Mount Sumeru has not recovered from the damage caused by the Empress Houtu last time. The only spiritual vein in the western world still has some mess left, and the spiritual energy leaks from time to time.

While the Western Ersheng Taoist and Zhunti Taoist sat on top of the twelfth-grade golden lotus, looking at each other, their faces twitching non-stop, but they didn't say anything for a while.

After a long time, the leading Taoist was the first to speak, with a bitter face that seemed to be dripping bitter juice, and said in a deep voice: "Hey, junior brother. This time, all the investment of our Western Sect has been in vain. Said, even my own merits and luck have been lost a lot, a blood loss."

Zhunti Daoist also kept showing his old face, and finally let out a foul breath, and said: "Brother, this is not a human fault, what we have done is enough, it's just that the Jiuli people can't bear the responsibility, so don't let it go!" It's on my mind."

That being said, Taoist Ke Zhunti's old face was full of unhappiness, and anyone could see that he couldn't swallow his breath.The loss of the Western Church this time is so great that the accumulation of almost a million years has dissipated, and everyone will feel heartbroken.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the empress Houtu who came to Mount Sumeru to make such a fuss, the second sage of the West might have secretly plotted one or two.

But there is no if.

After a while, the bitterness on Taoist Jieyin's face disappeared a lot, he folded his hands together, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother, but this time our Western Sect has not gained nothing after all. At least the cause and effect is completely over."

As soon as the words fell, Taoist Jieyin and Taoist Zhunti looked at each other and smiled, feeling indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

The monster master Kunpeng finally died, he died completely, and it is impossible for him to return like the ancestor Hongyun.The Dao Heart of the Second Saint of the West is indescribably transparent.

As for Patriarch Hongyun, or Yun Zhongzi, the two sages of the West have already put it aside.They have already seen through, whether this neutron cloud can wake up as the ancestor of the red cloud seems to be a matter of discussion, let's talk about this matter later, the two saints of the West are no longer planning to plot against neutron cloud.

When the laughter of the Second Saint of the West fell, Taoist Zhunti had a constipated expression on his face, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Brother, this time my Western Sect's plan failed, the cause and effect still have to fall Jiang Shi is that little thief. But the demon master Kunpeng died at his hands, and we have to accept his responsibility. Hey, how do you think we should deal with him?"

The leading Taoist was also taken aback when he heard the words, and then sighed for a while and said: "It would be great if this Jiang Shi was from my Western sect, hey."

It's a pity that there is no if in the world. This Jiang Shi and the Western religion can't urinate in the same pot, so there is no way.

A ruthless look flashed across Taoist Zhunti's face, he lowered his head to meet the Taoist guide and said in a deep voice, "Brother, it's not as good as us"

The leading Taoist was about to shake his head, thinking that his junior brother would still do something to Jiang Shi to avenge his blood hatred.Unexpectedly, Zhun mentioned the Taoist's next words, which made him drool in his throat, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Only Taoist Zhunti said in a deep voice: "Brother, why don't we pretend to be Bo Ye and Xuan Yin, and go to that little thief Jiang Shi to inquire about ways to plan merit and luck?"

"Ahem!" The Taoist receiving and guiding was stunned by his junior brother's coquettish operation, and couldn't help asking: "Junior brother, hasn't our Western Sect been tricked by Jiang Shi? Why are you doing this?"

But Zhunti Taoist lowered his head and smiled mysteriously: "The Jiangshi little thief has a good impression of Puye and Xuanyin, we can cry and cry, and then cheat some ways to plan merit and luck, so that we will repay Enmity can also strengthen the foundation of the Western religion, as long as you distinguish between one and the other, I don't believe that the Western religion can still suffer!"

These words were so eloquent that the lead guide couldn't help being convinced, but
Isn't it a bit shameless for two dignified Western saints to disguise their identities and go to a junior who is an enemy to cry miserably, begging for ways to plot meritorious deeds?

Shameless.
The leading Taoist shook his head, throwing this thought out of his mind.How can it be called shameless to plan merits and virtues for the great teaching, besides, the plan was not thought up by the younger brother cough cough.

But before the guiding Taoist decided whether to act or not, the Zhunti Taoist clapped his hands and made a decision and said: "That's it, brother, when the time comes, I will go there together, and we will cry miserably together. Maybe we will succeed." , to make up for the lost merit and luck of the Western Sect this time!"

The two cried miserably together.
Receiving a sad face from the Taoist is adding to the bitterness, but in the end, he can only nod his head, everything is for the Western religion, shameless. Let’s be shameless, hey
Jiang Shi didn't know that the second sage of the West, who regarded him as a thorn in his side, was about to pluck his wool. He was meditating and resting on the battlefield, but he was suddenly struck by a chaotic sword energy!

(End of this chapter)