Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 60 [Pain of Human Race, Slaughter of Demon Gods]

The Demon Court was in turmoil. Emperor Jun sent millions of demon soldiers to attack the major tribes of the human race. Each team held a soul-calling banner and gathered millions of human souls in order to create a witch-killing sword.

The human race has existed for thousands of years. Although it is just a blink of an eye for cultivators, for weak congenital creatures like the human race, it is enough to last for thousands of lives.

In the past few thousand years, the human race has multiplied from a population of hundreds of thousands to a population of hundreds of billions. Newborns are born in the wilderness almost every day. If it were not for the monster race, this number would be even higher. .

But just today, countless demon soldiers came to the wilderness and burned and killed the human race. Regardless of the reason, they killed everyone they saw. In just one day, the human race reduced one-tenth of its population, and this rate is still increasing at an even faster rate. Speed ​​increases.

"Boom!"

"Monster clan! Human clan and you are inseparable."

The old tribe leader looked sadly at the approaching demon army, his eyes full of death and gray, with a sad expression.

"Human race, such a weak race, why does it need to exist in the wild land?"

"Weak human race, if it weren't for Emperor Wa's creation, you would have died long ago, haha."

Hundreds of demon soldiers came here from the demon clan, and one of them was led by a demon general, and it was that demon general who spoke.

The demon general has the body of a beast and the head of a beast. He holds a big sword in his left hand and a soul-calling flag in his right hand. At this time, there are countless souls in the soul-calling flag shouting and roaring ferociously. This team seems to have been killed. Not a minority of humans.

"God has mercy on us, why do our people have to suffer such a catastrophe!"

The elders of the old clan burst into tears. As the demon general said, the human race is weak, and even newborns may die suddenly at birth. Among the tribes now, the strongest ones have just stepped into the immortal realm, and are at the lowest level of human immortality.

Even if one person stands out among these hundred demon soldiers, they can be wiped out.

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor has an order. Whoever kills more than a million demon soldiers will be rewarded with spiritual treasures from heaven and earth, and will be promoted to a noble rank."

"kill!"

The demonic aura soared into the sky, filling the air for hundreds of miles. Since the fighting, all the demon soldiers have hundreds of lives in their hands. They have already become red-eyed, and the bloody aura fills the world.

After killing the clan members, their souls were taken away by the soul-calling flag, and all their flesh and blood were devoured by the demon soldiers and used to increase their cultivation. Along the way, many demon soldiers had broken through to the Golden Immortal level, which was equivalent to the level of demon generals.

"Wait, damn it!"

Just when the demon general was trying to kill, a cold voice that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld spread between heaven and earth, and a gray aura filled the entire land, shrouding hundreds of demon soldiers and demon generals in it.

"what!"

"My life!"

"dying."

Exposed to the aura of chaos, before the demon soldiers and demon generals could even react, they saw that their entire bodies began to wither, and within a few breaths, they became lifeless.

The remaining thousands of people in the human race looked toward the sky, only to see a young man in plain-colored robes standing in the air, his expression full of sorrow and anger.

"Do you know that we are the demon soldiers and demon generals of the demon court? If you dare to stop us, are you not afraid of the demon god coming!"

The leader of the demon general is at the peak of the Golden Immortal level, and he can resist for a little longer, but only he knows that if the person in front of him does not stop his attack, he will be killed on the spot in a short time.

"Noisy!"

Zhang Yan squeezed the air with his big hand, and in an instant, the sky was filled with gray air, which gathered around the demon general and condensed into a huge ball. In an instant, the gray air and the demon general turned into nothingness. Zhang Yan raised his hand, and the soul-summoning flag that fell from the air instantly fell into his hand. He stared at the countless human souls on the soul-summoning flag that roared ferociously again, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

"Monster clan! You and I are at odds with each other."

Zhang Yan's eyes contained endless ferocious light as he stared at the sky and the earth. Although he had known that this moment would come and was mentally prepared for it, this moment had actually arrived.

Only then did he realize that he couldn't remain indifferent at all. These were his companions, compatriots who also had the blood of Yan and Huang. The demon clan's move was undoubtedly to exterminate the human race.

Although he knew that the human race would not be destroyed, seeing the current situation, how could Zhang Yan remain indifferent.

"Dare you ask the Immortal Elder for his name? From now on, we will definitely repay the Immortal Elder's kindness."

The person who came was the clan leader. Perhaps because of his old age, he was not favored by the demon soldiers and generals, so he escaped from the disaster at the beginning.

Thousands of years have passed, and the group of humans who created the character Zhang Yan have long since died, so not many humans know Zhang Yan's face. Perhaps only some ancient humans who have survived to this day know.

"I am the ancestor of the human race, Zhang Yan."

"It turns out that the ancestors of the Saint Master have come to ask for their favor. Our race is miserable."

After hearing Zhang Yan's identity, in an instant, thousands of remaining humans knelt down and wailed, as if they were children who had been wronged outside, denouncing the injustice of the monster clan.

"Everyone, you are all sons of my human race. I cannot remain indifferent, but now all the major tribes in the wild land are being massacred by the demon clan."

"I want to save the human race from suffering, so I cannot stay for a moment. You are willing to set off with me."

Everyone looked left and right, unable to make up their mind for a moment.

The human race is weak and it is difficult to travel long distances, and to follow them together requires Zhang Yan's care.

"We are willing to do so. If we stay here, we will die. If we follow the Holy Master, we may have a chance of survival."

"It couldn't be better!"

Zhang Yan looked at the thousands of human beings and said, "I will send you to a small world later. You don't have to worry, just stay peacefully."

"We know."

Zhang Yan didn't stop too much, and rolled up his sleeves to bring thousands of people into the Chaos Bead.

Although the Chaos Bead is full of chaos, it is undoubtedly poison to the weak human race, but the Chaos Bead has been refined by himself, and he can clear an area for the human race to live in.

Fortunately, he had obtained the Chaos Orb before, otherwise Zhang Yan would not have been able to take away all of the human race even with his great magical power.

After all, if he wants to leave a glimmer of hope for the human race, there are definitely not a few humans that Zhang Yan needs to rescue.

"Let's go to the Suiren tribe first along the way."

Zhang Yan looked to the east. The Suiren clan was the birthplace of the human race. If one really wanted to trace back the hundreds of billions of human races in the ancient world, every tribe was split from the Suiren clan. Zhang Yan knew this very well.

At the same time, after thousands of years of development, the Suiren tribe has become more and more complete. It has evolved from the previous tribe of thousands to millions of people. It is the center of the entire human civilization.

At the same time, as early as a thousand years ago, the third ancestor of the human race was already a powerful man at the level of Daluo Jinxian. As long as the demon clan did not come with a strong man at the demon god level, it would be absolutely difficult to capture the Suiren tribe for a while.

(End of this chapter)