In the Heavens

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were not idle people, they were astonished as they were, but they reacted quickly. No matter how difficult it is, the human race has no choice now.

In order to keep the fruits of victory and keep the position of the protagonist of the world, the human race must keep the prehistoric world, and at worst, keep the world from collapsing.

Otherwise, the world will reopen, and everything will be over. Everyone started at the same time and competed with the prehistoric races, and the human race did not have any advantage.

Shen Nong said slowly: "The killing of immortals has already begun, and it is impossible to give up teaching disciples at this time.

There is also a limit to the patience of intercepting the teaching. It is only a matter of time before the two sides provoke a series of provocations.

It is a matter of time before the saints intervene in the calamity, and there is no way we can stop the battle between the saints. This world catastrophe is probably unavoidable. We had to prepare for the worst.

Sage, do you have a countermeasure? "

Resourceful, this is the impression Li Mu left on everyone. When encountering such a thing, it is natural to ask him for advice.

Greeting behind the scenes that everyone was expecting, Li Mu said calmly: "We cannot prevent the catastrophe of the prehistoric world, but we can prepare for the aftermath.

Not long ago, I visited Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, and we deduced a large formation. After the prehistoric world is broken, we can use the formation to lead the world to reunite at will.

However, this is the most ideal strategy. The Saint's attack is infinitely powerful, and no one can guarantee that the large formation will not be affected in the battle.

In order to preserve the vitality of the human race as much as possible, we must take action in advance to divert the human race.

The prehistoric is not only the mainland where people can live, but also the big and small worlds that are full of stars and attached to the prehistoric, which can be used as shelters.

If it really doesn't work, it won't be difficult for us to open up a few worlds. "

Frankly speaking, dispersing the tribe does not mean saving their lives. There are so many movements in the Saint War, and any aftermath may destroy a small world.

But no matter what, it is safer than staying in the prehistoric world. According to myths and legends, the five sages fought in a melee, and the sphere of influence of Xiqi and Dashang was not greatly affected.

However, the territory of the human race was not limited to this corner. The Shang and Zhou dynasties only occupied the fully developed elite areas, and there were countless human tribes and countries outside. Therefore, the Shang emperor was only a human king, not a human emperor.

The world is broken, and Li Mu doesn't believe that these human gathering places have not been affected. It's just that the eyes of all places are on the core area of ​​the human race, and they don't care about these so-called "wild people".

A sage can not see, but Li Mu cannot pretend to be deaf and dumb. These seemingly inconspicuous human races are the future of the human race.

After all, it is because ordinary human races are too fragile, and their ability to survive in harsh environments is far inferior to some special races.

After encountering a disaster, the probability of surviving is also lower than that of other races. If you don't pay attention to the current gathering place of the human race, it will fall into the hands of alien races.

It is easy to lose territory, but it is difficult to regain it. Without the momentum of the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the competition between the human race and other races will mainly rely on the human race's own efforts.

Having just experienced a massacre, the high-level officials of all ethnic groups will exercise restraint, and ordinary clansmen must fight and win everything by themselves.

The low-end power game is destined to be inseparable from crowd tactics. Races with a large population will obviously have an advantage in this competition.

"What the sage said is true, we must spread the risk now. In fact, this is not the first time my human race has done this.

As early as during the Lich Tribulation, in order to avoid being exterminated by the monster clan, the ancestors transferred their clansmen to the world attached to the prehistoric world.

This move not only preserved the vitality of our human race, but also established a talent reserve base, which played a key role in the development of the human race. "

As soon as Xuanyuan's words fell to the ground, everyone's eyes turned to Li Mu again. There are not a few human monks who have ascended from the prehistoric world, but Li Mu is the only one who can really take a look at them.

Most of the ascension monks, in fact, are like that. When he was in the lower realm, his aptitude was pretty good, but when he arrived in the wilderness, he disappeared from everyone.

Many people suspected that Li Mu was too good, and took up all the blessings by himself, so that the ascended people became ordinary people.

Of course, speculation is guesswork, but no one takes it seriously.

In the prehistoric world, the weak prey on the strong, and the luck of the human race is automatically tilted towards the strong, and it is normal for the luck of the ascendant to tilt towards the strong.

If only the luck of the ascendant's lineage can create a great supernatural power, everyone doesn't mind a few more.

This is complementary, the continuous supply of luck creates the strong, and the existence of the strong guarantees the existence of luck.

...

In the Sanqing Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Yuanyuan and Tongtian were fighting on the chessboard, and the Supreme Sage was still watching the excitement from the sidelines. Compared with the past, almost nothing has changed.

If people saw this scene, they would be shocked.

The disciples of Juchan and the two sects were beaten to death, but the master played chess comfortably here, as if nothing had happened.

It's not that the two saints are ruthless, it's that they are in different positions and see different scenery.

This wave of immortal killings is not only about sending people to the list, but also a game between two saints.

Dao has no superiority or inferiority, the outcome of Conferred God Shajie is not the superiority between Dao Dao, but a confirmation of the two saints on their respective Dao.

In theory, this should have been a win-win confrontation. It's just that everyone has a competitive heart, and saints are no exception.

Looking at the fight on the chessboard, one could tell that the two sages were doing their best, and the sage on the side shook his head again and again.

They are all his own brothers, and now they are playing so big, it is really embarrassing for him to be the big brother.

Persuasion is impossible. With their cultivation level, each of them is a determined person, and they will not turn back when they hit the south wall.

Suddenly the chessboard changed, Tongtian Shengren's face darkened instantly, and he said sadly: "I lost this game!"

The seemingly ordinary game of chess is actually the deduction made by the two saints on the situation of conferring gods and killing robbery. The result was very obvious. The interception, which was supposed to have an absolute advantage, ended in failure.

The reason is clear to everyone - the general trend cannot be violated!

The person who should be Jie has entered the door of Chanjiao, and the initiative to confer gods and kill Jie has fallen into the hands of Chanjiao. Now the teaching supports Xiqi's expedition to merchants, and it has once again occupied the general trend of humanity.

In contrast, cutting off teaching is a tragedy. Because of the doctrine, they were doomed from the very beginning to choose the most difficult path.

The key point of "The Way of Interception" is "interception". If you don't stand on the opposite side of the general trend, how can you "intercept" to gain a chance?

Losing on the chessboard does not mean that Tongtian Saint will stop immediately. The great way of cultivation is to let him persevere to the end, Tongtian will not give up until the last moment.

The Supreme Sage persuaded him sincerely: "Tongtian, you have to think about it. What our generation of saints is fighting for is eternity, and temporary gains and losses are actually not important.

It's still too late to stop now, if you continue like this, the price you need to pay will only be greater. If I regret it at that time, I'm afraid..."

The Dao of Inaction is not true inaction, and the brotherhood of countless billions of years cannot be broken up just by saying goodbye. The worst situation has really happened, and he can't just sit back and ignore it.

Tongtian smashed to the end, which showed that what seemed to be lost was Tongtian Saint's own interests, but in fact, there was a high probability that Sanqing would bear the loss together in the end.

"You don't need to say too much, brother, and you don't need to be merciful to the second brother. I've already thought about this matter. How can you retreat from the great battle? At worst, you will become a spectator in the next calamity.

High risks are also accompanied by high returns. If the younger brother can escape with Jujiao by luck, there is a high probability that he can go further. "

The arrogance of the sky made the two of them swallow all the words of persuasion. Now it's not about being impulsive, but fighting for the way.

In the prehistoric world, once the avenue is involved, everything must make way for it. Anyway, they are all saints, they can start over if they fail, and they have the capital of willfulness.

...

"Cross Qingluan, ride white crane.

Don't go to Pantao Xishoule.

Don't go to Xuandu to worship Laojun.

Don't go to Yuxu door to promise.

Three mountains and five mountains let me swim,

Feel free to enjoy the island of Penglai.

..."

When Sao Bao appeared on the stage, Lu Ya instantly became the most beautiful boy on the field.

In recent days, the life of explaining and teaching has been difficult. In the face of Zhao Gongming, who is showing great power, without Xiao Sheng and Cao Baoluo Dinghaizhu, the only way to teach the immortals is to be beaten.

If it weren't for his worries, some of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao would already be on the list of gods. Realizing that the idea was tricky, the clever Guang Chengzi had already escaped and left the trouble to Taoist Ran Deng.

As the vice-master of teaching, Taoist Ran Deng couldn't avoid this kind of dirty and tiring work.

Even though he is a guest of Zixiao Palace, Ran Deng is the bottom of the existence inside. Facing a junior like Zhao Gongming, he was actually humiliated.

Seeing someone coming to help, regardless of the fairy god, Ran Deng hastily ordered Nezha to invite the person in first before talking.

It's best to win Zhao Gongming, and it doesn't matter if you can't win, you can send it to the list of gods to make up the number.

Regardless of whether it is an enemy or a teammate, as long as you fill up the list as soon as possible, you will be safe.

None of the immortals knew who came, Taoist Ran Deng still asked with a smile on his face: "Dare to ask where is the famous mountain? Where is the cave? What's the matter here?"

On the territory of the human race, Lu Ya naturally did not dare to reveal his identity. With the hatred between humans and monsters, once his identity as the prince of the monster clan is revealed, a lot of enemies will come to kill him immediately.

Who made him so ignorant that he was bored with his nine brothers, exposed his body and roasted the earth, and formed a cause and effect with the prehistoric people.

After so many years, the story of the Ten Golden Crows causing floods has faded away, but he, the only survivor, is still on the most wanted lists of all ethnic groups.

Even if other races don't seek him out, the Human Race Holy Land will not let him go. As soon as the identity is revealed, the masters of the Holy Land of the Human Race will immediately kill them.

With the importance of the human race now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, I am afraid that the Empress Nuwa might not necessarily protect him. At least Luya thinks so.

If it weren't for the karma with Zhao Gongming in the past, which needs to be resolved in this murder, he would not have entered this muddy water.

"I'm a savage, wandering around the Five Mountains in a poor way, playing around the world. I'm here only for Shan Fu Zhao Gongming!"

After looking at Lu Ya for a while, he still couldn't see his heels, and Taoist Ran Deng's smile became brighter and brighter.

The Taoist in front of him was going for Zhao Gongming, and the more difficult his follow-up and background were, the more likely he was to solve the problem.

"Since this is the case, fellow daoist might as well follow me to Zhao Gongming for a while before the battle. If you can subdue this devil, fellow daoist will do a great job!"

While talking, regardless of the lateness of the sky, Taoist Ran Deng led the crowd out to call for battle.

In fact, night and day have no real meaning to the immortals. If they wish, they can make their area always be day or night.

Seeing that he was facing a strange Taoist, Zhao Gongming asked, "Who is here?"

"Zhao Gongming! You don't even recognize me?"

Lu Ya asked a little angrily.

It seems that not knowing him is also a great sin. Seeing this scene, Zhao Gongming retorted: "Where did you come from, why should I recognize you?"

"Sex is like floating clouds and mind is like wind, drifting around the world without a trace; or watching the bright moon in the East... I don't know the high name and work hard. I am here now."

"I am Lu Ya, a scattered person from West Kunlun!"

Zhao Gongming was furious: "You are a monster, how dare you hurt people like this? You are bullying me too much!"

While speaking, the Dinghai Pearl in his hand had been smashed out, and Lu Ya immediately held his sword to meet the enemy, and the two intersected with a shocking sound, and they shot straight into the sky.

"Innate Spirit Treasure!"

The knowledgeable monk exclaimed.

Although there are many sword-type congenital spiritual treasures in the wild, most of them are in the hands of great supernatural powers. The most famous ones are: the Qingping Sword in the hands of the Tongtian Saint, the Haotian Sword in the hands of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Martial Arts Sword in the hands of Li Mu.

Unexpectedly, another powerful innate spirit sword popped out now, and it was still in the hands of an unknown Da Luo monk. For a while, everyone had different thoughts.

"Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty."

If it weren't for Lu Ya's outstanding strength, I'm afraid many people have already started planning-killing people to seize treasure.

Even Taoist Ran Deng was envious. Not only was he greedy for the sword in Lu Ya's hand, but also the Dinghai Pearl in Zhao Gongming's hand, which he wanted to get.

For many people, the innate spirit treasure in Lu Ya's hands is the best choice. Although Dinghaizhu is good, it was bestowed by the sage Tongtian. If it is taken over, no one can guarantee whether the saint will pursue it.

During the battle, Lu Ya smiled indifferently, the battle was the battle, and he still had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

Even the greedy heart can't be concealed, which is obviously a sign of the catastrophe entering the body. Under normal circumstances, the disciples of the three teachings of Xuanmen would not have no self-control at all.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, seeing that Zhao Gongming could not be defeated, Lu Ya, who was hesitating for his life, was unwilling to continue desperately, so he immediately used the technique of turning into a rainbow and left.

Seeing that Lu Ya was gone, Zhao Gongming was furious, but he had to suppress the idea of ​​chasing him when he saw Ran Deng and others sitting on the reed canopy.

It's hard to say if you can win in a single duel, but in a group fight. To explain the integrity of the disciples, if he can be kept, they don't mind playing gang fights.

Returning to the camp, Lu Ya received a warm welcome. Although Zhao Gongming was not able to win, at least he fought for hundreds of rounds, which is something that others do not have.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, Zhao Gongming's strength has already been tested. I wonder if you can take him down with confidence?"

As soon as the words of burning the lamp came out, there was a burst of exclamation in the tent. The battle just now was just a trial, and Lu Ya's image in everyone's minds became unfathomable in an instant.

"Ran Deng Daoist, don't worry, the poor Taoist has already made a fuss."

While speaking, Lu Ya took out a pair of books and wrote Zhao Gongming's name on it. Then he told Jiang Ziya:

"Er can send people to the west mountain to set up a battalion. In the battalion, there is a platform and a grass man with three characters of Zhao Gongming written on his body, a lamp on his head and a lamp on his feet.

Worship three times a day, until noon on the 21st, the poor Taoist will come to help you, Gongming will naturally die. "

Jiang Ziya, who was about to take the order, stopped suddenly, and a memory suddenly appeared in his mind. After looking at Lu Ya indifferently, he said slowly:

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, this matter is very important. If we are not familiar with it, we may make mistakes. You still need to do it yourself."