Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

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The holy land of the human race in the prehistoric times.

Huoyun Cave.

Holy Emperor Fuxi, Earth Emperor Shennong, Human Emperor Xuanyuan, and many human quasi-saints, no, it should be said that the human elders of the level of Hunyuan Jinxian were all present.

These human elders were of different ages, and the youngest came to Huoyun Cave not long ago.

And the earliest batch, even before Fuxi became a Taoist, had already been the backbone of the human race.

"Holy Emperor, I don't understand how you can tolerate those guys to taint our human bloodline."

An elder of the human race frowned slightly, and spoke with a little unwillingness in his voice.

Over the years, the actions of the prehistoric races against the human race have never been hidden from the human race.

Even if they were not pulled, many elders of the human race in Huoyun Cave would have been unable to resist taking action.

"What's the hurry?" Fuxi said calmly.

"They didn't kill the human race, nor did they force the human race to accept the blood of the myriad races. Those alien races all voluntarily became aliens."

"But Saint Emperor, the myriad races of the prehistoric world are stealing the luck of our human race through the myriad races..." the human race elder frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Stealing the luck of the human race..." Fuxi chuckled.

He turned his head to look at the human race elder who was speaking, and then looked at the many other human race elders present and said.

"Do you think so too?"

The many human race elders hesitated slightly, and then nodded together.

There is no doubt that in their view, the myriad races of the prehistoric world are stealing the luck of other races in this way.

Only the Earth Emperor Shennong and the Human Emperor Xuanyuan on the side did not move, with a different look on their faces from Fuxi's chuckle.

The two did not laugh, but in their eyes, there was the same confidence as Fuxi.

"Everyone, before I answer you, I want to ask you, what is luck? Or, what is the luck of our human race?" Fuxi chuckled.

"Is it the invisible air above the nine states of our human race?"

Many human elders were startled, and a few of them wanted to speak when they saw Fuxi chuckle, but they couldn't say anything when they opened their mouths.

Luck is mysterious.

In the prehistoric times, even saints dare not say that they fully understand what luck is.

And the little knowledge they know about luck is obviously not the answer Fuxi wants.

"Luck is mysterious and profound. Even I dare not say that I have fully understood it, but I am sure..."

Fuxi's eyes swept over the many human elders present.

"The aura above the Jiuzhou barrier of our human race is not the luck of our human race, nor can it determine the rise and fall of our human race."

"I don't deny that the rise of our human race is influenced by luck, but there are many elders of our human race when they were in the doldrums among you."

"I want to ask you, is the rise of our human race dependent on the aura above the Jiuzhou barrier now?"

"Is it after the aura becomes strong that our human race becomes stronger, or is it after our human race becomes strong that the aura appears."

Fuxi's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of every human elder.

The uneasiness, confusion, and doubts in the hearts of many human elders present seemed to fly away at this moment.

Fuxi's words blew away their hearts.

Although it was different from the confidence of Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan that they were in control, they no longer had the anxiety and worry before.

Seeing the changes in the human elders, Fuxi nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Besides..."

"Please look, everyone, where are other races stealing the luck of our human race? Aren't they contributing luck to our human race?"

As Fuxi said this, a bright smile appeared on his face.

In front of the human elders, a series of telescopes appeared out of thin air, and on them, a series of identical images appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the images in the images, the human elders were stunned at first, but then they all showed a surprising look.

"This..."

"This is..."

The human elders all looked excitedly at Fuxi, Shennong and Xuanyuan who were sitting on the throne.

When they saw the three emperors of the human race nodded with confidence.

Many human elders laughed heartily.

"Fortunate for the human race! Fortunate for the human race!"

"Our human race is destined to prosper in the prehistoric world!"

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Prehistoric continent.

The Nine Provinces of the Human Race——Qingzhou!

"Sister Jin Ling, look, there is another alien city over there." The Turtle Spirit Mother shouted while looking at a city not far away.

"Yes, I saw it." The Golden Spirit Mother nodded.

As a Daluo Perfection, she saw this alien city earlier than the Turtle Spirit Mother.

Alien race.

It is the Turtle Spirit Motherand the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, the name for those humans who were affected by the blood injected by the prehistoric races.

Because the human race is currently powerful.

Although these aliens also share the human race's luck, their peculiar appearance is ultimately rejected by the current human race.

Therefore, most of the aliens can only live in cities on the edge of the Jiuzhou barrier.

Just after entering the human Jiuzhou, the two Daluo female immortals naturally often encounter various aliens.

And every time they meet an alien, the two women will go in for a tour.

Gui Ling naturally feels that these aliens are very interesting, while Jin Ling...

Looking at the strange shapes of the aliens in the city in front of them, which are different from the normal human innate Dao body.

Jin Ling's eyes showed a touch of confusion.

She always felt that her own opportunity seemed to be with these aliens, but she had passed by dozens of alien cities.

But...

The opportunity is still unclear.

This made Jin Ling seem a little confused, until she stepped into the city of the alien race and was oppressed by the luck of the human race in the city.

Jin Ling was awakened at this moment.

Feeling the familiar yet strange feeling of oppression, Jin Ling frowned.

Familiar because she had entered the human race city dozens of times and felt this oppression every time.

And strange because no matter how many times, as a cultivator, Jin Ling could not get used to this feeling.

If the oppression of the vast Jiuzhou barrier on cultivators is one.

Then the oppression of the human race city in the Jiuzhou barrier on cultivators is ten, one hundred, or even ten thousand, or one hundred thousand.

The more prosperous and stable the human race city is, the stronger the oppression is.

Jin Ling even guessed that if she went to the center of the human race, the most prosperous city of the human race, she would probably be oppressed to almost zero with her Daluo perfect cultivation.

"Haha, shopkeeper, how much do you sell this food for!"

Suddenly, Gui Ling's silver bell-like laughter sounded.

Jin Ling couldn't help but turn his head and saw Gui Ling, who had already entered the city for a distance, standing in front of a vendor and asking the price happily without any strange expression.

Jin Ling couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't know whether his little benefactor was naive or careless.

As a cultivator, let alone a Daluo Jinxian, even a terrestrial immortal would be instinctively uneasy if his cultivation was suppressed.

But his little benefactor was fine.

Along the way, he didn't see her show any distress because of the suppression of the Jiuzhou barrier.

If Gui Ling hadn't said that this was her first time to come to the Jiuzhou barrier of the human race, and she could also see that Gui Ling was not a human race.

Otherwise, Jin Ling couldn't help but doubt whether the little sister he recognized was a native human cultivator in the Jiuzhou barrier.

This is why Jin Ling did not ask Gui Ling in detail, otherwise, she would probably know that Gui Ling was not used to the Jiuzhou barrier.

But...

Ignore!

Long before entering the Jiuzhou barrier, Gui Ling had hesitated, worried about the suppression of cultivation in the Jiuzhou barrier.

After all, when the incarnation was in the city of the mermaids and the octopus people, he felt the unbearable oppression for cultivators.

But when Gui Ling really stepped into the Jiuzhou barrier, he found out.

This Jiuzhou barrier that was praised by the whole prehistoric world... seems to be very ordinary!

There is no such terrifying oppressive force as the legend says.

Even if Gui Ling had not felt the Jiuzhou barrier through the incarnation, he would not help but doubt whether the Jiuzhou barrier of the human race was fake.

This is also the reason why he squatted on the edge of the Jiuzhou barrier for the experiment before.

If the spirit of the Jiuzhou barrier could come out now, he would definitely feel wronged.

He can suppress cultivators, and he is very good at suppressing non-human cultivators.

But let’s not talk about the blessings and concerns from Emperor Fuxi on Gui Ling, just the cultivation of Gui Ling.

Standing in the prehistoric world for so long, it has suppressed hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals with its Nine Provinces barrier, if not millions.

But...

It has never seen a Daluo cultivator from any family, with a world in his body to carry magic power and the Great Dao.

No one has taught it how to suppress a world!