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

The sky above the Nine Provinces of the Human Race, Yong Province.

Xiang Liu stood in the air, looking coldly at the looming Yong City in the distance, with a faint fear in his fierce eyes.

After entering Yong City before, under the suppression of the human destiny, his mana was like divine gold, difficult to shake.

And he tried his best to mobilize his mana to perform magic, but at the moment when the mana was activated, it seemed like a false illusion.

It was useless.

Not only that.

His proud great witch's true body seemed to be carrying a Buzhou Mountain in the city.

Every move required great effort.

This feeling of being suppressed and deprived of almost all means, no cultivator would want to feel it again after experiencing it once.

Xiang Liu looked at the Nine Provinces of the Human Race in front of him with cold eyes. The Nine Provinces barrier that was hidden in the eyes of others was extremely clear in his sight.

During these days.

Xiangliu also tried every possible way to find the loopholes in the Jiuzhou barrier.

As a great witch of the Wu clan who once occupied almost the entire Honghuang Continent, Xiangliu knew countless methods.

Water and fire disasters, poisonous diseases, instigating wars, cultivating poisonous insects and beasts... Xiangliu tried almost all the methods.

But...

It didn't work.

The Jiuzhou barrier is like a turtle shell without any gaps, protecting the entire human race firmly.

Almost all the methods of the cultivators that Xiangliu could think of would not cause too much damage to the human race in the Jiuzhou barrier.

Even in these years, Xiangliu has tried to cast spells outside the Jiuzhou barrier, with a method that is not strong in attack power but can cause damage to the human race.

For example, a flood.

Xiangliu once tried to cast a spell outside the Jiuzhou barrier to attract a flood, wanting to flood Jiuzhou.

But even if Xiangliu did not set up any means in the water, it was just a very ordinary water flow. When the water flow touched the Jiuzhou barrier, it would dissipate into the invisible.

Later, Xiangliu also wanted to stir up a strong wind outside the Jiuzhou barrier, blow it into the Jiuzhou barrier, and then form a storm.

But normal breezes and even hurricanes can enter the Jiuzhou barrier.

And whether he caused the strong wind directly or indirectly, it also dissipated into the invisible the moment it touched the Jiuzhou barrier.

"Do you think I can't do anything about it?" Xiangliu stared at the Jiuzhou barrier, his eyes were blood red and fierce, and his voice was like a ferocious evil ghost.

Even among the millions of witches in the Wu clan, Xiangliu was famous for his fierce and sinister temper.

If Xiangliu originally wanted to make a big fuss in the human race, in order to declare to the entire prehistoric world that the Wu clan was not dead and the Wu clan could not be bullied.

Then now, Xiangliu is really fighting with the human race and the Jiuzhou barrier.

Xiangliu's eyes were extremely cold as he looked at the eight giant pythons swaying from outside the Jiuzhou barrier below.

These were all his true bodies, as for the purpose...

The eight giant pythons that came to Xiangliu opened their mouths, and a huge amount of water gushed out of their mouths and poured into Xiangliu's hands.

If he couldn't flood the Jiuzhou quickly.

Then he would... take his time.

Moreover, he was not only preparing to flood the Jiuzhou.

Other natural disasters, epidemics, poisonous disasters, fierce beasts, instigating wars... all kinds of means, as long as they can work.

Xiangliu was ready to use them together.

He had already decided.

Whether it was ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even longer, if the entire human race didn't feel pain.

Then he would never give up.

...

"Is this the domain gate of the human race? It's a very exquisite design!"

Jin Ling looked at the gate that was a thousand feet wide and high in the distance, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

As a Daluo Jinxian, although she was suppressed in the Nine Provinces of the human race and could not show too strong magical powers, she had good eyesight.

Jin Ling was still a Daluo Jinxian.

She could naturally see the exquisiteness of the human race's domain gate in front of her.

Although it seemed to be only a thousand feet high and wide, it was attached with an extremely exquisite space formation. The space in front seemed to be a thousand feet high and wide.

But even if there were millions of people, they could enter it side by side.

Moreover, this domain gate was located on the earth, as if it had taken root and was connected to the earth's qi and veins. Its defense was so strong.

Even if it was placed outside the prehistoric world, it was probably difficult for a Daluo Jinxian to shake it.

And this... was just a domain gate in a more remote place in Qingzhou. There were more than tens of millions of such domain gates in the entire Nine Provinces of the human race.

If it were a prosperous place for the human race, the domain gate used by the human race would probably be even more magnificent.

While Jin Ling was sighing, Gui Ling on the side was also impressed by the domain gate.Exquisite and amazing.

But, for some reason, Gui Ling always felt that the domain gate in front of her seemed a bit unreal.

Moreover, she also felt very familiar with the techniques on this domain gate.

This familiarity was not because she had seen the construction techniques of this domain gate, but because the idea of ​​the construction of this domain gate made her feel very familiar.

"This domain gate, it couldn't be cast and refined by Senior Brother Fuxi himself!" Gui Ling said in surprise.

"What?" Jin Ling turned his head and looked at Gui Ling and asked.

As a transportation hub for the human race, this domain gate is naturally the focus of human destiny. In addition, there are many human races around, even if it is a domain gate in this remote place.

Its suppression ability is comparable to some prosperous cities among the human race.

Even though Jin Ling is a Daluo Perfection, under such suppression, there are many people around, and it is noisy, and he didn't hear what Gui Ling said clearly.

"I said... this domain gate is extremely mysterious. Could it be that it was made by the human race's Holy Emperor Fuxi himself?" Gui Ling quickly changed his words and said calmly. Although Gui Ling is a new Daluo who has just ventured into the prehistoric world, being a newbie does not mean being stupid or having no scheming. Gui Ling knows what to say and what not to say. It's as if, at the beginning, Gui Ling deliberately did not completely restrain the aura of the new Daluo. This made Jin Ling still think that Gui Ling was just an ordinary new Daluo. In addition, Gui Ling never told Jin Ling that she was almost not suppressed by the Jiuzhou barrier. "It was made by the Holy Emperor Fuxi himself? It's not impossible..." Jin Ling Shengmu pondered for a while and said. This domain gate is mysterious. Even as a Daluo perfect, she can hardly see through it for a while. This is such a magical thing. Although there must be many powerful people in the human race who can refine it. But if we add the huge number of domain gates in the Jiuzhou barrier of the human race.

If it is not accumulated by the human race at a huge cost and a huge amount of time, then it is probably really refined by the Holy Emperor Fuxi.

As a disciple of the saint, Jin Ling is naturally very clear about the power of the saint.

These numerous and mysterious domain gates may be difficult for ordinary cultivators, but for the saint, it is not a waste of energy.

"Saint! I don't know if I have the hope of becoming a saint in this life." Jin Ling sighed with a low voice, his eyes full of longing.

In the prehistoric world, which cultivator has not dreamed that one day he can stand on the prehistoric world and become a saint.

"I believe that sister Jin Ling will definitely become a saint." The Holy Mother Gui Ling said with a face of trust.

For other creatures in the prehistoric world, the saint is high above and is the ruler of the prehistoric world.

Even Jin Ling, a disciple of the saint, is the same.

But Gui Ling is different.

Although both are disciples of saints, the gap between Gui Ling and Jin Ling is as big as heaven and earth.

Although Jin Ling has extraordinary talent and is deeply loved by Tongtian Sect Master, Jiejiao is powerful and has many disciples.

Even the direct disciples like Jin Ling also have Duobao Taoist and Wudang Shengmu.

But Gui Ling is different.

Although he is not the only disciple of Ao Changsheng.

But the eldest disciple Fuxi has already become a saint and rarely appears in the Taoist temple, and his practice is not entirely taught by Ao Changsheng.

Therefore, Gui Ling can almost be said to be the only successor of Ao Changsheng.

Moreover, Ao Changsheng and Tongtian Sect Master are also different.

Although Tongtian Sect Master is also very caring for his disciples, as a saint, Tongtian Sect Master is high above.

He is a saint that his disciples respect and love, and also extremely in awe of him. .

It is absolutely impossible for him to get along with his disciples like Ao Changsheng, not to mention teasing his disciples for no reason.

Therefore.

In the eyes of other sentient beings in the prehistoric world, saints are high above, and are not to be desecrated and awe-inspiring.

But in Gui Ling's mind.

When she mentions saints, she will think of her master and her senior brother.

Then... all the awe and admiration disappeared, and there were only two bad guys who enjoyed teasing her.

There was no right or wrong in the actions between Tongtian Jiaozhu and Ao Changsheng.

No one has stipulated that saints must be high above, and no one can force saints to get along with their disciples.

But...

If we talk about the gap between the two disciples.

There is no doubt that although Gui Ling is immature at this time, his vision is undoubtedly much stronger than Jin Ling.

How can a cultivator who respects saints from the bottom of his heart achieve enlightenment and become a saint?

"Become a saint?"

Jin Ling looked at Gui Ling's face, which was more confident than her own, and couldn't help laughing, and then smiled and said: "Sister, don't dare to think about becoming a saint now. "

"Sister, now, I just hope to find a chance to break through as soon as possible. It will be enough if I can break through to the Quasi-Sage. "

Hearing Jin Ling's words, Gui Ling blinked.

The meaning revealed in her eyes was clearly... Is it difficult to become a saint?

Although neither Ao Changsheng nor Fuxi had told her explicitly, from their daily actions and words.

Gui Ling could see that Master Ao Changsheng and Senior Brother Fuxi had never doubted whether she could become a saint.

Moreover, when she broke through to the Golden Immortal.

Gui Ling knew that she was a turtle with the potential to become a saint.

Become a saint?

Doesn't it just take a shell?