I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Nuwa may have been too proud. She had just obtained the position of emperor and she was a little carried away, but in the end she was hit in the head.

"Junior sister Nuwa, the calamity of the lich has passed. Besides, the demon clan has withdrawn from the prehistoric stage. Now you still want to take charge of the heaven. Do you want the demon clan to return to the prehistoric era?"

Saint Taiqing's expression suddenly changed, and he continued:

"Don't forget that the human ancestors are still suppressing them. Once the demon clan regains control of the heaven, what do you think the human ancestors will do?"

Yuanshi Tianzun also said angrily:

"That's right, isn't it enough to be beheaded by Renzu once? Junior Sister Nuwa, this is the first time for everyone to become a saint, so it's better to show some dignity."

"Yuanshi, 伱"

"Huh? What's wrong with me? Could it be that Junior Sister Nuwa is dissatisfied? That's good, let's fight."

"Hum."

Nuwa was scared and couldn't defeat Yuanshi Tianzun. Seeing Nuwa's figure go away, Saint Taiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, why do you mention Heaven again now?"

I could only hear the sage saying very clearly:

"Hey, I'm ashamed. After being dug into the trap by the ancestors, the souls of the three flowers and saints like us are filled with the power of the lich and the calamity. If I were to face the calamity myself, I don't know if I can withstand it. I have to find a way, right? "

Since the Lich Calamity, it can be said that every saint has been beheaded once. Only Saint Taiqing has not been killed. Once killed, Saint Taiqing will suffer great losses.

Then he had no choice but to find someone to take the blame for him. After thinking about it, he realized that Tianting was just right.

Yuanshi Tianzun also understood:

"Hey, why am I not the same? Among the three flowers of the soul, the lich is measuring the power of calamity more and more frequently. I really don't know what will happen if it happens."

He slowly looked at Saint Taiqing and asked:

"Brother, are the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors just measuring tribulations? This is wrong. Heaven's secret shows that this is a good thing, which is beneficial to all the saints and the prehistoric times. This shouldn't be a tribulation."

After hearing this, Saint Taiqing also sighed:

"Hey, could it be that what the ancestors said is true? Is it just that we can only see the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors now?"

An unintentional word, but it instantly opened a new door.

"Could it be"

Saint Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun looked at each other and seemed to understand something.

"In this way, I, Yuanshi, have a countermeasure. Thank you very much, brother."

"Hehehe, no need, you and I will both lose."

After saying that, Saint Taiqing disappeared. Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Taiqing's leaving figure and smiled slightly, as if he understood what Hongjun just said.

"Haha, can't the secret be leaked?"

The words disappeared and they disappeared. After a long time, the Second Saint of the West appeared. Looking at the direction they were leaving, I felt heartbroken.

"Senior Brother, what should we do? Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, we have no chance."

"Hey, the teacher has also spoken, and the Eastern Sage is even more threatening. How can we dare to go beyond it?"

Jie Yin sighed, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were out of luck, as for Heaven? Come on, that is an orthodox oriental god. He is still somewhat self-aware. If he touches it, he will definitely be beheaded.

"That's all, we'll just wait and see what happens."

After the saints from the heavens dispersed, they began to work on the layout of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

In Wa's palace, Nuwa called Fuxi and told her what had happened. Fuxi was very excited after hearing this.

"Thank you saint, please rest assured. After becoming the Emperor of Heaven, Fuxi will definitely lead the human race to good fortune and bad luck, help the human race to establish ethics, protect against the wind and cold, and help the human race end the era of eating hair and drinking blood."

Nuwa nodded and was very satisfied:

"Very good, my brother. If that's the case, let's go and check the situation first. I'll send you to reincarnation soon."

"Thank you."

Fuxi looked at the prehistoric land. With Nuwa's blessing, he instantly saw the situation of the prehistoric human race, but he was dumbfounded.

"How could this happen?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, looked around, and was instantly shocked.

"How could this happen?"

After the Lich measured the calamity, the saints in the heavens were busy making arrangements and did not care about the development of the human race. Or maybe Ye Yang's troublemaker made them uneasy, and they were forced to move to Thirty-Three Days one by one. Not paying attention to the human race.

Coupled with the fact that the Heavenly Dao blocked the secrets before, the saints could not figure out what the human race was like, which resulted in such a huge difference in information now.

I only saw that the prehistoric human race was strong and strong, constantly fighting with ferocious beasts, with soaring momentum, infinite strength, and fearless death. Moreover, there were so many human races in the entire prehistoric world.

Nuwa's eyes were wide open and she couldn't believe it all.

"Damn it, you actually killed the demon clan, you bastard Human Ancestor."

Nuwa was angry. Those who killed the scattered demon clan had the blood of the witch clan, and many of them were pure witch clans.

"Damn it, it's too much to deceive the saints, it's too much to deceive the saints——"

Suddenly he shouted loudly:

"Human Ancestor, you dare to take in the Wu Clan, you are disobeying God."

Nuwa was angry. After the lich calamity, the witch clan was destroyed. This was the law of heaven. But now she saw so many witch clans. Thinking about her own demon clan, Nuwa's blood boiled, and her anger went straight to the ninth level. sky.

It can be said that wherever there are people, monsters are being killed all the time. There are many human races, but they are a drop in the bucket compared to the ancient times.

After killing the monsters, she actually ate them on the spot, drinking blood like hair. After seeing this scene, Nuwa was even more angry with her chest filled with blue waves.

Fuxi on the side also looked at it and didn't know what to do. Everyone was drinking blood, but there was also a bright bonfire.

Such a scene made Fuxi dumbfounded on the spot. Is this the human race that he wants to educate? Why do you feel like you are redundant?

"Sister, this, this, this"

Fuxi stood up suddenly:

"How could this happen? This is wrong, the script is wrong."

Fuxi's head was buzzing. Is this the responsibility of the emperor set by your saints? Want me to help them seek good fortune and avoid misfortune? Does this thing need to seek good luck and avoid disaster? Whose evil should I avoid? Monster clan? But the demon race can only survive a few rounds in the hands of the human race.

This matter is serious. Could it be that Tiandao made a mistake and that he should be reincarnated into the demon clan and then teach the demon clan to seek good fortune and avoid disaster and avoid the human race?

Fuxi didn't even know what to do, seek good fortune and avoid misfortune? Looking at the posture of the human race, is this necessary? Each one is as fierce as a tiger, and they are as good or bad as a hammer.

And this is the ethics of getting engaged? Do they still need to order it? There are thatched huts everywhere, and they have allocated them by themselves, and they can go over and order woolen yarn.

As for helping them end their life of eating hair and drinking blood? Brother Tiandao, please stop joking, okay? What is being roasted on the bonfire?

There are bright bonfires in the tribe, how can this be like drinking blood from the hair? Each and every one of Nima’s penises are leaking oil when leaning against their flesh. Is this also called drinking blood while drinking hair? Fuxi collapsed on the spot. Those who ate raw meat were just a tradition left by the Wu clan.

"Hunzong, I greet your ancestors, pfft-"

Votting out a mouthful of blood, Fuxi fell to the ground. Will he become the emperor himself? Be a hammer.

Nuwa said nothing, but her eyes were getting more and more angry as she kept thinking about the beginning of her contact with Ren Zu.