Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 31

Di Xin slowly fell silent.Only at this moment did he understand why the sages of the human race are worthy of the word sages of the entire human race.

The reason why the human race can have the foundation accumulated now is that generations of sages, for the future of the entire human race, sacrificed their lives for the future of the entire human race.

Perhaps, Shennong once did not do well because he was the primordial spirit of innate gods and demons.

Perhaps, he once hesitated and struggled for a long time.

But at this moment, he is worthy of the word "sage".

With Shennong's gaze and realm strength, it can be seen naturally that with Di Xin's strength at this moment, even if he controls the Kyushu Great Cauldron and fights with all his strength, he is by no means an opponent of Tongtian.

The best ending is to die together, or after Tongtian beheads him, the terrible luck and karma will knock him down from the holy position, and he will be haunted by karma forever.

But the Kyushu Great Ding, Di Xin's state at this time.Generations of sages of the human race succeeded one after another, in exchange for their lives. Once Di Xin died, the plans of countless sages of the human race were in vain.

So Shennong chose to use his own life to pave the way for Dixin and stand in front of him.

At this moment, Shennong's figure had disappeared into the sky, and all his energy and energy were integrated into the ordinary bamboo pole.

At this moment, the sun and the moon stagnated, the flow of time and space stopped, and the bamboo pole was gently cut towards Tongtian.

Tong Tian's whole body was stiff, and the speed of the bamboo pole seemed to have surpassed the limitation of time and space, and it slashed on his body.

"puff!"

Tongtian turned into a meteor, blood flew, and fell into the boundless starry sky, deep in time and space.

This is a sage of the human race who has proved the Tao and has endless merit, using his own life to send out a blow.

The gods and demons trembled and were terrified.

It is simply unimaginable what a terrifying blow it was, and it caused a saint to be knocked down into the infinite depths of the starry sky without even a chance to resist.

It wasn't until the sky fell into the starry sky that the terrifying fluctuations exploded on him, endless stars fell, and the entire ancient starry sky seemed to shake.

At this moment, the entire prehistoric, the hundreds of millions of adults, for some reason, felt a burst of sadness from the bottom of their hearts, and shed two tears.

The baby who was babbling in the swaddle uttered bursts of crying at the same time.

It was as if an ancestor who had made infinite contributions to the human race and cared for them left. I felt a bitter confusion in my heart, but I didn't know what happened.

"not good!"

In the chaos, Hongjun's complexion changed drastically and he lost his voice. This scene happened so fast that he couldn't stop it.

Shennong is the emperor of the human race with endless merits and virtues, and he has great luck of the human race.He sent this blow to Tongtian at the cost of his life, what kind of terrible luck and karma would there be.

I am afraid that even if it is not as good as Di Xin at this moment, it is not far behind.

"Boom... boom..."

Sure enough, at the moment when Hongjun lost his voice, there was a sudden burst of thunder in the entire prehistoric sky, the wind and clouds were surging, and endless blood rain fell,
People with great merit and virtue fall, this is the way of heaven mourning and crying.

Suddenly, Tongtian in the starry sky spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the powerful saint momentum on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he fell to the realm of the most human, no longer a saint.

Shennong's death, the infinite luck backfired against the sky, causing Tiandao to repel the primordial spirit entrusted by him and knock down the holy throne.

"Damn, damn it!"

Even Hongjun couldn't keep calm, there were streaks of blood in his eyes, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his white hair danced wildly.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Hongjun spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tongtian is one of the six foundations of his body and way. Although Shennong's luck and virtues are not as good as Di Xin's, and will not backfire on him and the other six sages, it has affected his body and way, and directly beat him to death. It fell into a state of being in harmony with the Tao.

At this time, although Hongjun is still a saint who is far stronger than the other five saints, he no longer has the invincible posture he had when he was in charge of the way of heaven.

"Human race, Di Xin, you all deserve to die, die."

Hongjun roared continuously, the terrifying sound waves spread throughout the chaos, and the sea of ​​chaos boiled.

Countless years of hard work and layout, just to fit the Dao with the body, and use the Dao of Heaven to pursue the realm of the Dao, but now it is in vain, how can Hongjun not hate it.

At this moment, the other five saints also looked dull.Their realm is not as good as Hongjun's, so they still can't see through the inside story.

However, Shennong seriously injured Tongtian with his own death, forcibly knocked down the holy throne, and retreated to the realm of the most human, which greatly shocked them.

It turns out that even if they rely on the primordial purple energy and entrust their primordial spirit to the Dao of Heaven, they are not invincible.

In the prehistoric world, there are still existences that can threaten them.

Shennong can forcibly knock Tongtian down to the holy position at the cost of his life, so can Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, and Minghe who are of the same age as him, and even their strength may be stronger than Shennong, and they are also innate gods and demons. Strong luck added to the body.

The disadvantages of using the primordial purple energy to become holy are highlighted at this time.

At this moment, all the saints fell into silence.

Under the saints, there are all ants, but the desperate blow of these ants can knock them down from the holy throne.

"why why……"

Tong Tian's expression was sluggish, lying between the stars, the four swords of Jade Immortal all around him were buzzing, and they kept muttering to themselves.

He didn't understand, isn't the saint immortal?

Aren't all ants under the saint?

Why is this ant able to knock it down from the Holy Throne? Countless years of hard work turned into flowing water.

Compared with the terrifying scar on his body, the psychological impact, the impact on Tongtian was even more terrifying, and the indomitable Jian Xin fell into an unstable state.

"Tongtian, there is Gu to fight with you."

Di Xin roared, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body of billions of feet strode into the sky, with the great tripod of Kyushu surrounded by his body, standing upright, and punching the sky with his fist.

"Human race, don't be humiliated, don't be bullied!"

This punch contained all the power that Di Xin could use at this moment, the nine great cauldrons, and endless mana, gathered in one punch.

The dome of the sky cracked, and the starry sky collapsed.The big fist is like a golden blazing sun, bright and dazzling, shattering everything, and bombarding Tongtian's body heavily.

"Di Xin, this deity is not afraid of you, I have the merits of opening the sky, karma is added to my body, and my luck is against me, so what can I do against this deity!"

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian around Tongtian's body made buzzing sword sounds, and endless blood-red sword energy swept across the starry sky, constantly colliding with Di Xin's big fist.

However, Emperor Xin has the Great Tripod of Kyushu, which was built by many sages of the human race at the cost of their lives and infinite merit. However, only the five emperors of the human race have the realm of quasi-sage Dzogchen.In terms of rank, it must be above the Four Swords of Immortals created by Luo Hu.

Although the Four Swords of Zhuxian are also innate treasures, they are only forged by the quasi-sage Dzogchen, or Rahu, who is in the realm of the most human, with his strength to fight saints, and at the cost of hundreds of millions of spiritual veins in the West.

(End of this chapter)