Chapter 92 A cold snort

After finishing all this, Han Li looked at the ascetic indifferently, and then led many human ascetics away.

The gazes of countless ascetics fell on Han Li's Han Jiao, their pupils filled with shock.

"It's too scary. It's only been a few years since the birth of the human race, and the human race has already broken through to the Daluo Jinxian. It's absolutely terrifying!"

"You don't know this, do you? The human race grows in the territory of saints, so naturally there will be no shortage of those precious spiritual fruits and spiritual trees. How can it be so low in terms of realm?"

"Hey! Why don't we have the luck to join the Saint Sect?"

"What do you mean by not having this luck? With your rubbish qualifications, how could they accept you?"

"Don't say, even if you can't worship a saint as a teacher, if you can join the Renjiao, it is a great opportunity! There are many saint sects in the eastern prehistoric world, and the Renjiao has two saints. If we can join the Renjiao, It will definitely become the strongest sect in the prehistoric world!"

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After all the strong Taiyi Jinxian people led their tribes to leave, Han Qiao found that there were only 30 billion human races left in Fangzhang Island.Compared with the previous hundreds of billions, it is indeed much less.

Moreover, the human races who go out for development choose different training locations. Some choose to be on the endless continent outside the East China Sea, and some choose to be in the extremely cold place in the north... Of course, there are also some tribes who are greedy for comfort and choose to live on Fangzhang Island. nearby development.

But no matter what the ending is, Han Qiao will not interfere with the decision of the human race, allowing them to develop freely.

And with countless human races coming to the prehistoric world to take root and develop, it immediately attracted the attention of countless prehistoric ascetics.

The human race was created by the sage Nuwa by kneading soil, and it is located in the human religion established by the sage Hanqiao. It can be said to be a very special race in the prehistoric world.

For a while, the patriarchs of countless prehistoric world races saw the behavior of the human race, and quickly issued orders one after another.

The content of destiny is not the same. You cannot be an enemy of the human race, and you can avoid it if you can.

There is no way, after all, there are three saints standing on top of the human race. If they accidentally provoke the anger of the saints, their entire race can be turned into nothingness with just a few gestures.

In addition, the appearance of the human race has also attracted the attention of some powerful ascetics. They are full of curiosity. What is so special about this human race that is ruled by the three saints?
After all, when the human race was just born, it was brought to Fangzhang Island by Han Qiao to develop, so the prehistoric world was extremely unfamiliar to the human race.

However, when those powerful ascetics inspected the qualifications of the human race, they couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Huh? This week, I thought that the human race has something special, but I didn't expect that most of the human race's aptitude is extremely mediocre, and only a few human races have a chaotic body! Why are three saints willing to protect such a mediocre race?"

"Yes, the aptitude of most human races is extremely mediocre. Although there are also many human races who have not stepped into the path of cultivation, it is not surprising to think about it."

"I'm just an ordinary person. If the human race is really mediocre, why can Nuwa use the luck of the human race to step into the realm of saints? And why does the saint Hanqiao establish a human religion for the human race? The human race must have its own special characteristics. It’s a place, but I didn’t notice it!”

"Huh? I discovered that these human races are a little special. When a baby of the human race was just born, it actually possessed a chaotic body!"

As soon as these words fell, those ascetics all became contemplative.

You must know that when Pan Gu, the legendary and extremely powerful creation god, was born in the prehistoric world, he was in a state of chaos.

For a moment, the eyes of those powerful ascetics flickered.

And as the human race took root in the prehistoric world, it also attracted the attention of the two Lich races.

However, after the liches and demons checked the aptitude of the human race for a while, they stopped paying attention. In their eyes, the aptitude of the human race was extremely mediocre. After thinking of the three saints sitting on top of the human race, they can only let the human race develop freely.

Although the total number of human races reached hundreds of billions, when the human race tribes gradually dispersed, the number of human races circulating in the prehistoric world was only [-] million.

Therefore, the Liches and Demons did not pay too much attention to the Human Race.

However, when the human race took root in the prehistoric world, Emperor Taiqing, who was retreating in the glorious palace of the sun star hundreds of millions of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes. On the human race in the prehistoric world.

"Hmph!" A cold light flashed in the depths of Emperor Taiqing's eyes.

The human religion should have been established by him, and the human race should have survived under the other people's religion, but all of this was taken away by Han Qiao.

For a moment, Emperor Taiqing was filled with hatred for Han Qiao, and since he stepped into the realm of saints, he had already seen some secrets, and the human race was the future protagonist of the prehistoric world.

But helplessly, when he announced that he would join the demon court, his saintly luck had already been closely linked with the demon clan.

If the Yaozu falls, he can only fall into the realm of a saint.

Afterwards, Emperor Taiqing wanted to cut through the void and inform Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun about the human race.

……

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold voice resounded in the void, which exploded in Emperor Taiqing's ears like thunder.

Seeing this, Emperor Taiqing's pupils burst out with monstrous anger.

He was very familiar with this voice, it was this guy who forced him to have no choice but to choose to join the Demon Court.

In the next second, an incomparably terrifying divine light burst out from the pupils of Emperor Taiqing, and then projected onto Abbot Island in the prehistoric world.

At the same time, Han Qiao, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancient temple of Fangzhang Island, raised his eyes slightly, looking coldly at the direction of Emperor Taiqing, and the terrifying power of a saint swept away from him.

Seeing this, Emperor Taiqing couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Damn Han Qiao!" Emperor Taiqing was furious, but he still gave up the idea of ​​looking for Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

He knew very well in his heart that he couldn't beat Han Qiao with his current state, and Han Qiao had already sensed his behavior. If the demon court made any moves against the human race, it would definitely arouse this guy's revenge.

(End of this chapter)

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