Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 141 The era of the yellow ones is over.

When the saint is angry, the world has no way!

In the next moment, a illusory sage's hair had appeared in the hinterland of the Central Plains, on the battlefield.

The husband and the law are above the nine layers of clouds, overlooking the world and everything, with a terrifying coercion.

The avatars of Jiufeng, Xiangliu, Xingtian, Fengbo, Yushi, and the hundreds of thousands of feet tall of the five great witches shrank inch by inch under this terrifying pressure, and finally became no different from ordinary people!

The Yuanshi sage made a move, and for a while, a turbulent wave was set off in the prehistoric land. They didn't expect that the trouble would eventually reach the point where the sage himself took action.

In Shouyang Mountain, in the Palace of Eight Views, Taiqing's expression was deep, and his aura locked on the battlefield.

A sage, who has gone through thousands of kalpas without grinding, is not stained with cause and effect, is always with the sky, coexists with the Tao, transcends the world, and no longer exists in the five elements.

But even so, interfering with the general trend of heaven with great mana is tantamount to provoking heaven.

Although he didn't intervene to measure the calamity, and the consequences of being contaminated with the aura of calamity would be serious, but it is not a last resort, no saint would take action and act against the sky.

The Twelve Golden Immortals were extremely excited when they saw that their teacher had made a move in person, "Teacher, these big witches of the Wu clan don't know the number of days, and they should be killed if they go against the sky!!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals were extremely angry. The Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun were well-known, but after today's battle, they were about to be reduced to a laughing stock.

Yuan Shi glanced at the Twelve Golden Immortals lightly, and waved twelve streamers of light casually.

Twelve beams of light penetrated into the body of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and for a while, the injuries suffered by the Twelve Golden Immortals were quickly recovering, and the face of the most seriously injured Huanglong Daoist was mostly healed, and his face became rosy again.

"Thank you, Master."

The Twelve Golden Immortals hurriedly bowed to thank them.

Afterwards, Yuan Shi's indifferent eyes fell on the five great witches.

"Go against the sky, today I will teach you some lessons."

The next moment, five beams of light shot out from Yuanshi's huge Dharma image, and the terrifying streamers fell on the five great witches, and countless blood flowers burst out immediately.

The five great witches felt an incomparable force blasting them. The power of the great witches they were proud of was like an ant bubble, driving their bodies in an instant and smashing into the ground.

It took a lot of effort to crawl out, but his face was like gold paper, he was dying, and he didn't see the high-spirited posture of Daoist Randeng who fought against the Twelve Golden Immortals before.

All of a sudden, countless quasi-sage masters were in an uproar, once again lamenting the great power of the saint!

Not to mention the few great witches in front of me, even the resurrection of the twelve ancestor witches, in front of the real saints, they are all vulnerable, like ants.

With a snap of his fingers, the five great witches were hit hard, Yuan Shi's eyes fell on Chi You again, and a cold voice sounded.

"The lich decisive battle, liquidate everything, it is not easy for you to save a life, how dare you go against the sky today and challenge the law of heaven?"

Chi You's face was also pale, but his whole body was proud, but hard as iron, "The Wu Clan has been upright all their lives, disrespecting the gods and gods, for the revival of the Wu Clan, for the blood of the Father God, so what if they go against the general trend of the Dao of Heaven?"

Above the clouds, Yuan Shi's face became even more indifferent, walking against the sky, contradicting the saint, he deserves to be killed!
But this Chi You is the last ancestral shaman of the shaman clan, and what flows in his body is the blood of the ancestral shaman.

These, in fact, are only second, the most important thing is that the Netherworld, the Wu Clan and a living saint.

Although he couldn't get out of the Netherworld due to the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao, he was still a genuine saint.

But there are contingencies in everything, what if one day, the Netherworld is no longer restricted, and Ping Xin can travel to the prehistoric wilderness, what should I do at that time.

At the level of a saint, unless the gap is too large, it is extremely difficult to defeat, let alone kill, or severely injure.

Moreover, in the prehistoric times, the sage absorbed the power of the heavens to mend himself, and he could even be called immortal.

Yuan Shi slowly pondered the pros and cons of it, and the pressure pervading the world became more and more intense, making it hard to breathe.

Many quasi-sage monks in Honghuang whispered even more, "What do you think the Yuanshi sage would do?"

"According to the character of the Yuanshi sage, I am afraid that there will not be any of these great witches and Chi You left today."

"Don't forget, there is Lady Pingxin in the Nether Realm, she is also one of the ancestor witches, and now she is even a saint in the Nether Realm."

"So what about the saints in the Netherworld, if you can't leave the Netherworld, it's better for me to wait for the quasi-sage to be free."

While countless monks were whispering, four figures shattered the void and flew to the battlefield.

These four people are the ancestral land of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, the Ziyi clan, and the Emperor Fuxi who has returned to the throne!

As soon as the four of them appeared, the dull atmosphere on the battlefield seemed to be broken, and it became more relaxed.

"The Suiren clan of the human race, Youchao clan, Ziyi clan, Fuxi, and the Yuqing sage!"

The four of them bowed respectfully to Yuanshi Faxiang.

Yuan Shi glanced slightly, "You guys, what's the matter here?"

Suirenshi was mature and solemn, and said, "The war between Xiyi and Dongyi is in the final analysis a matter of the human race. I am very sorry for disturbing the saints. I am here this time to solve this matter, so as not to let the Saints work hard."

Yuan Shi narrowed his eyes even more, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Then how do you deal with this matter according to your opinion."

The Suiren clan resolutely said, "The Lie Shan clan, the co-leader, said back then that the one who entered the Central Plains first would be the new co-lord of the human race. Now, in the battle for the deer, Dongyi was defeated, and when he became angry from embarrassment, he dispatched extraordinary combat power, which is enough to show that After everything, the new co-lord of the human race should belong to the Xuanyuan clan of the Xiong tribe."

Yuan Shi nodded slightly, "It makes sense to deal with it this way."

Yuanshi was bound to teach the Emperor's luck, but he was unwilling to completely offend Pingxin in the Nether Realm. In addition, if he rashly moved the Wu Clan, he would be backlashed by part of the Dao of Heaven, so Yuanshi didn't want to make a move.

Taking advantage of Suirenshi saying this, he just took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, and nodded slightly, "In that case, then I will not interfere in your human affairs."

When the voice fell, the saint's dharma disappeared instantly, and the great pressure between heaven and earth disappeared. Countless people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even the Nine Heavens Profound Girl wiped the sweat from her forehead. Just like heaven and earth, not to mention resistance, even the thought of rebellion can't be born.

Far away, on the coast of the East China Sea, Jinao Island, Chen Xuanji watched this scene with a smile on his lips.

Suiren clan, Youchao clan, Ziyi clan, and the human race Fuxi went to Yujing Mountain, it was his instruction.

One, it can make the emperor of the human race return to the throne, and coming, it can be regarded as selling Pingxin's favor

The five great witches, as well as the ancestor Wu Chiyou, are the last batch of blood of the Wu clan. They are really going to be beheaded by Yuanshi, and Houtu may decide what to do.

As for why he didn't take action himself, it was naturally because of the contradiction between intercepting and elucidating the teaching!

Since the separation of the family in Kunlun Mountains, the contradiction between cutting off and elucidating the teaching has become more and more serious day by day. If he personally mediates, it may backfire, and the situation will be out of control by then.

On the battle field, San Patriarch and Fu Fuxi came to Nine Heavens Profound Girl, and cupped their hands in thanks, "If it wasn't for fellow Taoists, our elite human race would have been destroyed in one fell swoop."

"It's not a big deal, I also got the luck I deserve, these are what I should do."

Xuannv was very hearty and casually told about the luck trade.

The Twelve Golden Immortals all over again don't matter now.

Their purpose is to teach the Emperor, return the Emperor to the throne, and share a share of luck.

Now Xuanyuan's certification as the Human Emperor is a certainty, their task has been completed, the rest, love or whatever, has nothing to do with them anyway.

"There is the Xuanyuan family of the Xiong tribe, and they have met the three ancestors and the ancestor Fuxi."

Xuanyuan's heart was very disturbed, he did not expect that this battle not only alarmed the sage, but also alarmed the ancestors of his own family.

Suiren first encouraged Xuanyuan, then turned around and looked at Chi You.

Chi You also sensed Suiren's gaze, and a rare look of loneliness appeared on his face, "Winners and losers, kill or cut, it's up to you, but I only ask you to let my Dongyi Jiuli lineage go." The people of the tribe, they have the blood of the witch tribe flowing in their bodies, but they are also human race."

Being able to say such words shows that Chi You is ready to die.

"Lord Zuwu!"

Jiufeng, Xiangliu and others struggled, trying to stop Chi You.

But it was already locked by Fuxi with great magic power.

There was no murderous intent in Suirenshi's expression, instead there was a trace of compassion, "Dongyi and Xiyi have been fighting for so many years, resulting in countless casualties. It's time for this unprecedented war to end."

"The people in the Jiuli tribe are also members of my human tribe. I will not kill them again. I can even let you go."

"Let me go?" Chi You's face showed shock, unbelievable.

He is not only the leader of the Jiuli tribe, but also the reincarnation of the ancestor witch of the Wu tribe, with an extraordinary status.

If it were him who was the winner, he would never let Xuanyuan's go.

Suiren's voice was very firm, "Yes, after I let you go, I will open up a separate territory in the land of the human race, for your Wu clan to multiply and thrive, and the human race and the Wu clan will not interfere with each other."

"Why are you doing what?"

Chi You still didn't understand why the human race left such a big hidden danger.

Suiren said with a smile, "When will the grievances be repaid? The members of the Jiuli tribe, the same human race, must kill each other to the point of death to be perfect?"

"Furthermore, Empress Pingxin created the Netherworld and established the six realms of reincarnation. Her merits and virtues are immeasurable, and our human race has benefited a lot from it. Even for Empress Pingxin's sake, your Wu Clan inheritance will not be destroyed."

Chi You remained silent, and it took a long time before he made a promise to the Suiren clan, "I, a member of the Wu clan, stand upright, and the ancestor of the Suiren clan was righteous. From now on, from now on, there will be no conflicts with the human clan in Jiuli."

The corners of Suirenshi's mouth rose slightly, showing a smile, "Reviving the Wu Clan is not something that happens overnight. Not long after the Lich decisive battle has passed, the Wu Clan is jumping up and down, attracting attention. How to prosper, it is better to learn from the Beiming Monster Clan. As long as you keep going, you will be able to wait for the time of revival one day."

"Gou"

Hearing this word, Chi You was thoughtful. After a while, he bowed his hands in thanks, then turned over and rode on the iron-eating beast, and returned to the Dongyi army.

Then he ordered the withdrawal of the troops, took the remaining Dongyi army, and the five great witches who were seriously injured, from the battlefield, and hurriedly retreated back to Dongyi.

Seeing that the general situation has been settled, Jiutian Xuannv also said goodbye and left.

The Suiren clan, Youchao clan, Ziyi clan, and Fuxi exhorted the Xuanyuan clan for a few words, and they also tore apart the void and disappeared.

The Twelve Golden Immortals had suffered such a big loss, so of course they didn't want to leave just like that, but they were going to watch the Xuanyuan clan succeed to the throne with their own eyes and share their merits before leaving.

Soon, the Xuanyuan family returned to the Xiong tribe, recovered the losses after the war, and paid for the dead and injured soldiers.

One year later, in Wanqiu, the capital city of Huaxu Kingdom, the co-lord of the human race, the Lie Shan clan, made a solemn decree to pass on the title of co-lord of the human race to the Xuanyuan clan.

Another year later, the Xuanyuan clan succeeded in succeeding to the throne, and the Lieshan clan, also known as Hongyun, went to Yujing Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, to practice in the human temple.

On the day when the Xuanyuan Clan succeeded to the throne, golden flowers fell from the sky and golden lotuses gushed from the ground. Terrifying, majestic human luck flowed into Xuanyuan Clan without money, and Xuanyuan Clan's cultivation base was steadily improving.

True Immortal, Immortal Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal
Then he raced all the way to Zhunsheng, but it still didn't stop.

Quasi-holy early!

Quasi-Saint mid-term!

Quasi-Saint period!

The soaring all the way to Zhunsheng's great perfection just stopped. The terrifying human luck turned into a golden dragon, circling around Xuanyuan's side, roaring high and loud from time to time!
At the same time, there was another wave of human luck that split into two, falling on the Nine Heavens Profound Girl and the Twelve Golden Immortals respectively.

West Kunlun, originally the Nine Heavens Xuannv of the Great Luo Immortal, with the blessing of merit, her mana soared to the perfection of Da Luo, saving countless years of hard work.

The Twelve Golden Immortals divided the other five success virtues equally, and those who had already verified Da Luo, such as Guang Cheng Zi, Chi Jing Zi, Yu Ding, Tai Yi, etc., did not have any major changes, but their cultivation base improved a little.

The rest of the golden immortals, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang, had a great fortune. They succeeded in consummating from the Taiyi Golden Immortal, blooming the three flowers on the top, and proving the way to the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, and Yuanshi saw the situation, although they were not very satisfied, but that was the only way to go.

Although he didn't gain much luck from Renhuang, he was one of the teachers of the five emperors, and he was able to more or less make up for some losses.

With the return of heaven, earth, man, and the three emperors, the human race has ushered in the era of emperors!
After the Xuanyuan clan succeeded to the throne, they made more efforts to govern, encouraged production, and strengthened the spiritual construction of the human race, and the luck of the human race became more and more prosperous.

On Yujing Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, above the temple of the human race, the body of the real dragon of human luck hovers around, and the sound of long roars shakes the world, and the great prosperity of the human race is close at hand.

In the west, Mount Xumi, the peaceful and peaceful golden light sprinkles the heaven and the earth, making people calm and concentrated, and the Taoist heart is transparent.

"Brother, the era of the Three Emperors is over, and the era of the Five Emperors is coming, and it's finally time for us to teach the West."

At this time, Zhunti was already a little impatient.

Just looking at people, explaining, cutting off the benefits of the three teachings, and letting him watch helplessly, is tantamount to suffering.

"Well, the luck of the five emperors is not much weaker. We are barren in the west, and there are too many places to use luck. We have to suppress the demonic energy left by the demon ancestors in the past. There must be no mistakes in the next action. Be careful, be careful."

Jieyin also agrees very much that the West is no match for the other three places, so the only way to catch up with them is to put in five or ten times as much effort.

(End of this chapter)