Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Liu Bai smiled, but didn't say much.

The reason why he brought Fuxi here was firstly to participate in the calamity of the Lich, to use the ferocity of the final battle between the two clans to repair the god-killing gun, and to cut out the evil corpse in one fell swoop; secondly, he wanted to help Fuxi save The compassion of innocent beings.

This was an idea that came to him after he heard about Fuxi from Nuwa.

At his level, there is no need to suppress one's own thoughts. It can even be said that only when the thoughts are clear, can one understand the mind and see the nature, and gain a glimpse of the Dao.

What's more, he promised Nuwa before that he would protect the human race well during the calamity.

The human race is also one of the innocent creatures in the wild.

At this time, Fu Xi got up and said goodbye: "It's not too late. Right now, the Heavenly Court is preparing for battle. I'll go back to find that Kunpeng Demon Master. Many demon gods in the Heavenly Court come from Beiming. If he helps, this matter will be completed." Seven points."

Liu Bai nodded slightly, "I'll see you off."

Fuxi shook his head and said, "No need... that's right, but I can't go in through the Nantian Gate right now."

As soon as the words fell, a faint light rose from under his feet, and disappeared instantly with his figure.

After sending Fuxi away, Liu Bai slowly tore off a piece of the grilled He Luo fish and put it in his mouth. While savoring the delicious taste, he turned his gaze towards the direction of Pangu Palace.

"Sage Zhunti must have already settled down."

……

Pangu Temple

Zhu Rong's eyes burst into flames, he stared at the figure below, and shouted loudly: "Is what you said true?"

In the majestic hall, a tall and strong Wu clan warrior showed fanaticism and excitement in his eyes, and nodded vigorously, "This is absolutely true! There is indeed holy blood in the blood of the human race! As long as the secret method is sacrificed, You can extract the essence of the holy blood and refine it into a demon-killing banner! You only need to wave the demon-killing banner with more than ten thousand faces, and even hundreds of millions of demon gods will be wiped out in an instant!"

Seeing what he said so firmly, Zhu Rong couldn't help being moved. He turned his head to look at Di Jiang and said, "I checked with Jiuyou Xinhuo, and he didn't lie."

Di Jiang's eyes flickered, and he waved his hand to make the Wu clan warrior retreat.

After he left, he looked at Gonggong, Jumang and other ancestral witches on the left and right, and said in a deep voice, "What do you think about this?"

Gong Gong frowned and said: "He just said that the secret method of refining the demon-killing banner was obtained by accident. I think this is too coincidental. Maybe it is a trick of the demon clan, who wants us to slaughter the human race and offend the saint Nuwa. ..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhu Rong interrupted: "Nuwa brought the dojo back to Chaos, which means that she no longer cares about the affairs of the human race. What else is there to worry about?"

Xuan Ming said coldly: "Although that is the case, we still need to confirm whether there is really holy blood in the human race, and I don't think the Nuwa saint will really ignore the life and death of the human race."

Zhu Rong got up and said angrily: "Then what do you want? Could it be that this great opportunity is wasted?"

"Stop quarreling!"

Di Jiang snorted coldly, waved Zhu Rong to sit down, then turned to look at Zhu Jiu**: "What might you see?"

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The sky is chaotic, I can only see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but it's hard for me to see whether the bleeding is from the Witch Clan or the Monster Clan."

Di Jiang nodded and sighed: "It seems that the war is inevitable. If that's the case, then make preparations early. Zhu Rong, let the warriors in your tribe secretly capture a group of human races back, and first confirm whether there is real blood in their bodies. have the Holy Blood."

There was a look of excitement in Zhu Rong's eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Don't worry, big brother, just leave this matter to me!"

……

Outside the main hall, the Wu tribe warrior who had just stood in the main hall walked among the Wu tribe, and his figure gradually changed, turning into the appearance of Zhunti, the second leader of the Western religion.

He glanced back at the majestic Pangu Palace, with a faint smile on his lips.

Immediately, his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

During this process, many warriors of the Wu clan passed by him, but none of them even took a second look at this side.

A moment later, a demon god walked into the Demon Emperor's Palace.

Not long after, the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the gate of the palace heard a deafening exclamation.

"Witch Slaying Sword?!"

……

In the Nuwa Temple in the sacred place of the Buzhou Mountains, Liu Bai's figure suddenly emerged from the air, causing several priestesses who were worshiping the statue to quickly bow down and call him "Master God Envoy".

Liu Bai stretched out his hands and lifted them up, and said expressionlessly, "Call your patriarch here."

Several priestesses led the order to retreat, and after a while, the patriarch of Nvwa stepped into the temple, but was stopped by an invisible force when he was about to bow down and salute.

"The human race will suffer a catastrophe in the near future. I want to move you into the Xiantian Lingbao Mountain and River Sheji Map. What do you think?"

Hearing the sudden bad news, although the girl was shocked, she immediately said respectfully: "But it's up to God to make arrangements."

Liu Bai nodded, and a picture scroll emerged from the void and landed in front of the girl.

"It's not too late, you gather the clansmen and move into the map."

"Yes!"

Nvwa took the picture scroll, immediately exited the temple, and sent people to summon the settlements of human races all over the prehistoric region to discuss the migration of the tribes.

It's just that today's human race is no longer the [-] people who were born in the valley, but a huge ethnic group of hundreds of millions scattered all over the prehistoric area. It is by no means overnight to migrate all the human races into the map of the mountains and rivers. thing.

……

More than [-] miles southeast of Shouyang Mountain, in a human settlement located in a secluded valley, everyone is hurrying to get busy.

The sun is about to go down, and enough food must be stored to help the weak newborns survive the cold and long night.