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

Ye Yang understood. The Hongjun in front of him was not the Heavenly Dao Hongjun, but the Chaos Demon God Hongjun. If it were the Heavenly Dao Hongjun, he would definitely compromise. As long as the general trend remained unchanged, the Chaos Demon God Hongjun would not care so much. .

As long as you can improve your strength, so what if you break the prehistoric era? But Ye Yang really didn't understand. Wasn't Hongjun regained control by Tiandao last time? what happened?

Suddenly becoming simple and confused, Hongjun suddenly said:

"The human race was transported into the ancient world. The human race was destined to become the protagonist of the ancient world and was destined to be governed by the law of heaven. The three emperors and the five emperors were the orthodox development of the human race. If you cooperate well, you will be the human emperor. If you do not cooperate, the law will be yours. After suppressing you forcefully, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors can directly kill you, do you think this can be done in my own way?"

Come on, this time Hongjun won’t play with you anymore. He will show his cards directly and forcefully change the rules with absolute power. Before Ye Yang could say anything, Hongjun said again:

"Human Ancestor, if you don't believe it, you can try it. You should recognize the reality. This way controls you. Your human race has no saints. Who can stop the saints in the heavens?"

Hearing this, Ye Yang was so angry that he gritted his teeth:

"Hongjun, you are the one who suffered a thousand blows. Okay, very good. I remember it, but you can't even think of succeeding like this."

"Oh, is it so?"

In an instant, there was a smooth movement, and the human ancestor was sealed. All the saints in the heavens understood instantly, and Saint Taiqing even shouted loudly:

"Fuxi, what are you waiting for if you don't enter reincarnation?"

"Fuxi, how dare you——."

Ye Yang was angry, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing this scene, the saints of the heavens finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Human Ancestor, now that there is no saint in the human race, it is a foregone conclusion that Fuxi will enter reincarnation. You are finished."

"That's right, the human race has no saints, who will stop it? The ancient human race will definitely become a plaything in our hands."

Seeing Fuxi heading straight for reincarnation, the saints were very happy, especially Nuwa. A big stone fell in her heart. So she was right in her bet, so what if she gave up the demon clan? The human race's fortune is soaring, they are making a lot of money, and the smiling face of the Taiqing Saint is shining with gold.

The hard calculations of the saints in the heavens finally paid off. Just as Fuxi was about to enter reincarnation, a roar suddenly resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Who said there are no saints in the human race——."

A roar penetrated the nine heavens and ten earth, and the saints in the heavens were horrified, and the reincarnation of the underworld was also shocked. Who else in the human race besides Ye Yang?

Hongjun also frowned and said to himself that it was not good, that roar just now was indeed a saint's cultivation.

"who is it?"

There was a roar, but no one around him answered.

In the wilderness, in the far north, there is an ice sculpture wrapped in wind and snow. Among the ice sculptures is an old man who is rickety and lifeless. He has been frozen here silently for many years.

However, at this moment, a vast coercion suddenly erupted.

"Click——."

The ice sculpture suddenly cracked, and suddenly a "dong-dong-dong" sound was heard. The body that had turned into a ricket suddenly emitted bursts of Taoist rhyme.

The heartbeat began to revive, the blood began to flow, and the cold body suddenly became alive.

"Who said there are no saints in the human race——."

A ripple was sent out, rushing straight to the Nine Nether Underworld and the Thirty-three Heavenly Palace, and the creatures of the prehistoric era were frightened by this roar.

"Does this human race still have saints?"

"Other than Renzu, who else?"

Wow!

In the far north, the rickety ice sculpture exploded completely. With snow falling on his long hair, 'Wu' woke up, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sea of ​​blood, and suddenly a momentum exploded.

"Who said there are no saints in the human race——."

Rumble

In an instant, the snowflakes all over the body were bounced away, and 30% of the endless snow and ice surface was blown away by the momentum of this roar.

Wu woke up, took one step, and was already hundreds of millions of miles away, heading straight towards the sea of ​​blood.

Rumble

It was as if this kick penetrated the void, and as if this kick spanned space and time.

Wu just strolled in like this, but with every step he took, the energy and blood all over his body would become much stronger, and with every step he took, his whole aura would become stronger.

Weng——.

The terrifying martial arts will burst out at this moment, sweeping in all directions in an instant, heading straight for the saints in the heavens.

"Who said there are no saints in the human race——."

Wu came alone. Although he was alone, he was not afraid of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Who is this?"

"What a terrifying momentum, what a strong will."

"Unexpectedly, even compared to Renzu, he didn't give in. Who is this?"

All the saints in the heavens were horrified. When did the second saint appear in the human race?

"No, he is not a saint. He has the power to become a saint. Just like the ancestors, he has the power to become a saint."

"What?"

All the saints were horrified. None of them could believe themselves. When did it become so easy to become a saint with magic power? How can I live like a saint?

"Damn it, why do you have the power to become a saint? Isn't it enough to have one human ancestor? There's a second one coming."

All the saints were shocked, and so was the great power.

"The power of magic to become a saint? Even though he doesn't have a holy title, he can still be considered a saint."

"Isn't it said that the opportunity to become a saint is the Qi of Hongmeng? Can you become a saint without the Qi of Hongmeng?"

"Could it be that Heaven deceived me?"

Suddenly, the three thousand former guests of Zixiao Palace also began to doubt. Once Hongjun once said that it is impossible to become a saint without Hongmeng Qi, but why did Ren Zu become a saint? If this is a coincidence, what about now? It’s the human race’s magical power that has become a saint again.

There are also true saints who are also saints.

"Although I don't have a holy status, I can still be considered a saint. I'm no longer an ant."

All the powerful people looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace. If it weren't for their strength, they would have been marked by chaos.

From the far north of the prehistoric world, Wu Tiao came quickly through the void. With every step he took, his old appearance became a little younger.

The old and rickety body, which was originally as dry as firewood, slowly began to regain its elasticity and became rounded and full of vitality. The rickety back also became straighter with every step forward.

The momentum becomes more and more terrifying, and the closer it gets to the saints in the heavens, the stronger this oppressive force becomes.

boom

boom

Every step stepped on the void, but it resounded in the hearts of all the saints.

"Who said there are no saints in the human race?"

Wu came, standing proudly in the void, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, his strong upper body exposed, and countless scars crisscrossing it, showing that there were countless battles.

Even in the face of all the saints in the sky, even in the face of Hongjun, Wu held his head high and was not afraid of anything.

"Who are you?"

Nuwa stepped forward and was very angry. Wasn't he just reincarnated? Why is it so difficult? All the saints in the sky also looked over, and all their eyes fell on Wu.

Only Wu shouted loudly:

"I am the warrior of the human race. Who said that the human race has no saints——"

Rumble

Click——.

The terrifying martial arts will burst out with the angry eyes, destroying the ancients and crushing the holy power of the saints on the spot.

"puff--."

Nuwa was caught off guard and was shocked by this terrifying will. She vomited out the holy blood on the spot and fell back a long way.

"Hiss——, such a strong martial arts will, how is this possible?"

Saint Taiqing also stood up and asked:

"Although the human ancestor's magical power has become a saint, he does not have a holy position and humanity has not yet awakened. Under such circumstances, why can martial arts be achieved? Why?"

Taiqing couldn't believe the scene in front of him. If humanity awakened, then martial arts could directly create a saint, but he couldn't understand it at all.