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

Chapter 40

In the ancient starry sky, the sword energy of the emperor swept across, and the golden glow was dazzling.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, black blood spattered, and a huge snake tail nearly tens of millions of meters flew into the air, and fell into the boundless depths of the universe.

"what!"

Fuxi roared and hissed in pain, his face distorted in pain, and his control over the gossip world suddenly fell to the bottom.

"boom!"

Immediately, the world of gossip directly suppressed his body, pressing him down in extreme pain.

How ironic it is to be crushed in the cosmic starry sky by the gossip world formed by the condensation of hundreds of millions of stars that I summoned.

Billowing black snake blood poured down from his severed tail like a waterfall into the starry sky, filling the air with a stench.

"Di Xin, I'm going to kill you!"

Fuxi kept roaring in pain.

Many gods and demons were so shocked that they wanted to suffocate.

Fuxi, the perfect man, was wounded by the emperor of the human race, Di Xin.

Fuxi is an ancient congenital god and demon, the five emperors of the demon clan, the demon emperor who once dominated a prehistoric era.

As for Di Xin, he was less than 30 years old.

At such an age, for innate gods and demons, it's just a blink of an eye.

Compared with the previous battle, the shock brought to them by Di Xin's battle really made them realize.

The human race, this race of ants, a race that was allowed to play with them, what a miracle it has created, and what a god-defying monstrous emperor has been born.

"I don't kill you, I want to deprive you of your soul."

"Your soul is not worthy to occupy the body of the Emperor"

Facing Fuxi's roar, Di Xin said indifferently, took a step forward suddenly, and stepped heavily on Fuxi's chest.

Immediately afterwards, the big hand threw Hetu Luoshu in the gossip world to Chaoge, and suppressed it with Jiuding.

Emperor Xin acknowledged the achievements of Emperor Fuxi to the human race.

But this is not the feat of the demon emperor Fuxi, it is just the feat he made for the human race under the impetus of Dao when he did not recover his consciousness.

After he awakened the memory of the ancient demon emperor Fuxi, he was no longer the human emperor Fuxi.

Therefore, Di Xin wanted to strip his monster soul from this body.

The human race recognizes the achievements of the human emperor Fuxi, but they will never tolerate a demon emperor occupying his body.

"Di Xin, don't even think about it, even if I die, I will never let you succeed."

Fu Xi roared, and instantly understood what Di Xin wanted.

As the emperor of the human race, he has great merit and good fortune of the human race.And this luck, because of his soul demon emperor, is also blessed on the demon clan.

If Di Xin killed him, he would definitely be backlashed by this luck.

He can take out the soul of his demon emperor, and then recognize the achievements of Fuxi Human Emperor, and let the people worship him.

Then this kind of luck will return from the monster race to the human race, and will not backfire on Di Xin.

Even because of the return of Di Xin's luck, as the emperor, his luck will skyrocket.

"I want to blow myself up!"

Di Xin sneered, suddenly held the sword in both hands, and thrust the Renhuang sword upside down into Fuxi's chest.Renhuang's sword energy poured into Fuxi's body, sealing all his mana, making him unable to move an inch.

Immediately afterwards, Di Xin raised his big hand, and rich golden light poured into Fuxi's mind, and he pulled it hard.

In an instant, a snake-tailed primordial spirit was pulled out by him, while the rest remained in his mind, being torn apart by Di Xin crazily.

Fuxi screamed fiercely.The boundless pain of being forcibly separated from the soul is indescribable, it hurts the heart, and goes straight to the bone marrow and soul.

Hearing Fuxi's tragic cry, Zhu Tian Da Neng's scalp went numb.Di Xin, that's too ruthless.

This kind of behavior is no different from that of Rahu.

Hearing Fuxi's screams lingering in the entire ancient starry sky, they only felt the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

"Di Xin, I will kill you!"

In Zixiao Palace, Nuwa's shrill roar resounded. Seeing her brother being treated so cruelly, she was heartbroken and wanted to kill the ancient starry sky.

"Nuwa, don't be impulsive."

Hongjun frowned and gave a cold drink.

"Your position as the Holy Mother has been abolished, and the luck of the human race in your body is constantly passing away. Fighting against the Emperor at this time will only speed up your fall from the holy position."

"After falling to the Holy Throne, are you still Di Xin's opponent?"

"Using the division of the human race to overthrow the Shang Dynasty is your only way."

Tongtian's fall to the holy position has already caused his self-righteous realm to fall, and his strength has been greatly reduced.

If Nu Wa is falling to the Holy Throne, his strength based on the Six Saints will be greatly weakened. At that time, those gods and demons who were driven out of the prehistoric world or suppressed by him will inevitably emerge.

How can Hongjun tolerate the finally stable situation, and completely get out of control again.

"But Daozu, Fuxi is my elder brother!"

Nuwa's voice was sad: "Are you going to let me watch my brother die a second time, and it's such a painful death."

"Then what's the use of me being a saint?"

In the Lich War, because of the persecution of the saints, she watched the demon clan fall and her brother die.

Could it be that this scene will come again.

Hongjun's face was indifferent, he didn't say a word, but Yuanyuan frowned, looked at Nuwa and shouted coldly: "Nuwa junior sister, I am even a supreme saint, why should I love my sons and daughters like ordinary people, why do saints have any face. Fuxi Dead, after Di Xin is destroyed, he can be reincarnated into the human race a second time."

"Junior Sister Nuwa, you go now, and you will make peace with death." Lao Tzu also said indifferently.

Yuanyuan attaches great importance to appearance and maintains majesty at all times. How can he tolerate Nuwa, who is also a saint, so twisted.

"Second reincarnation is easier said than done."

Nuwa smiled wryly, and bowed lightly to the saints: "I beg you brothers, master, help me. As for my elder brother Fuxi, Nuwa would like to owe you a great karma."

But after a long time, Nu Wa did not get the slightest response.

Looking up, I saw that the original Laozi looked indifferent, but the second sage of the West was hanging up high and didn't even look at her.

Nu Wa fully understood that even if she let go of her saintly face and pleaded hard, these people would never help her.

After all, the Human Sovereign is targeting her and Jiejiao now, they don't want to get involved, taint the cause and effect, and cause the fate of the human race to pass away.

Compared with the luck of the human race, her big karma is nothing.

Perhaps, they wished that they would lose out with Tongtian and the human race, so that the fisherman could benefit from it!

"Master!"

Nuwa looked up at Hongjun, and begged bitterly, "Master, please help me."

"Don't move!"

Hongjun spit out four words coldly, then closed his eyes, as if his mind had wandered for nine days.

Although he has withdrawn from the state of conforming to the Dao, he is still a saint, in charge of the jade plate of good fortune, and he is the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven.

And the human race is the protagonist of the world set by Dao, how Hongjun dares to face Di Xin head-on, can only be calculated behind the scenes.

Since Fuxi couldn't kill Di Xin, now, he can only rely on the Jiejiao Alliance and Nuwa Alliance.

How could he allow Nu Wa to go to die.

(End of this chapter)