Chapter 1891

The white tiger entered the chaotic time and space from the Tongtian Cave, and jumped continuously in time and space. From ancient times to the present, it has gone to countless times and countless places.

In its memory, there are two things that shocked Han Yu incomparably.

First, the white tiger went to the early days of ancient times and was suspected to have met Emperor Tongtian, but unfortunately he only glanced at it from afar and saw a stalwart back. Baihu speculates that the Emperor Tongtian, who can travel freely between ancient and modern times, may not be dead, may live in the past time and space, or may live in the present or future time and space.

This guess is not bold. Since ancient times, who can not die? However, Emperor Tongtian might have been an accident.

Second, Baihu went to a very ancient time, suspected to be an ancient time, and witnessed Wuya Mountain fall from the sky with his own eyes, and was favored by the owner of Wuya Mountain, "Wuya", and was accepted as a disciple.

The owner of Wuya Mountain may have come from ancient times.

Baihu returned to Tongtian Cave from the chaotic time and space, and returned to the real world. He came to Wuya for the first time and lived in Wuya Mountain all the time.

Entering through the light gate on the stone tablet, Han Yu appeared in an ancient hall. This hall is full of ancient atmosphere, extremely gloomy and gloomy. On the pillars and walls of the palace, there are some hideous portraits carved, which makes people feel their scalp tingling for a while.

Here is the Lord of Wuya Mountain, the palace of Wuya, which is called Wugong.

On the throne of the main hall, sat a man in black, who looked to be in his early thirties, but his eyes were full of turbidity and vicissitudes, as if he had lived for endless years.

Han Yu held Qin Le's jade hand, and the vitality was continuously poured into her body. He looked at the person on the throne vigilantly and said, "You are Wuya?"

The man said: "Yes."

His voice was old and turbid, with supreme majesty invisibly, it was the voice Han Yu heard outside just now.

Han Yu asked, "What advice do you have for letting me in?"

In Wuya's slashed face, there was always indifference, like a piece of cold iron, so that when he opened his mouth to speak, the muscles on his face could not move.

"I'll give you something."

After Wu Ya finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a black object flew out, and Han Yu grabbed it into his hand. This is a piece of tortoise shell with the words "Human Race" written on it, which is exactly the same as the tortoise shell that Han Yu got before.

Suddenly, two large tortoise shells in Han Yu's Qiankun bag flew out and merged with the tortoise shell in Han Yu's hand. Eventually, the three tortoise shells merged into one, forming a "U" shape.

"Suppression is not prosperous", "human race" and "ten thousand generations" are connected together, read from top to bottom from the right, which happens to be "suppression of human race is not prosperous for ten thousand generations".

Han Yu's heart was agitated, and he stared blankly at the tortoise shell in his hand. Although the combination hadn't been completely assembled, this sentence had already touched a shocking secret.

Who suppressed the human race, why did they suppress the human race, and what did they use to suppress the human race?

Combined with the word "human god" on the uppermost right side of the tortoise shell, it is not difficult to guess that it is the "god" who suppressed the human race.

Han Yu raised his head and looked at Wuya, Wuya was still in the ancient well without waves. Said: "These tortoise shells involve a shocking secret. The heaven and the underworld have been fighting since ancient times because of the secret on the tortoise shell."

Han Yu said: "Because the 'God' suppressed the human race, all the hells represent the human race, and want to resist?"

Wu Ya said: "Yes."

Han Yu said: "Since the people in the underworld already know the secret, why do they use me to collect tortoise shells?"

Wu Ya said: "They only know that the gods have tampered with the human race, but they don't know what they did and what they used to suppress the human race. Only by figuring it out can the human race be resolved, and these are all on this tortoise shell. , Now the tortoise shells you have collected cannot solve the final puzzle."

Han Yu said: "Why do you know that the Protoss is suppressing the Human Race?"

Wu Ya said: "The suppression of Dao is the work of the Protoss."

Han Yu frowned and said, "The descendants of the gods are also suppressed by Dao."

Wu Ya said: "You also said that you are a descendant of a god, not a god."

Han Yu was startled, and said: "Is it the upper peak power of the heaven? The gods of the ninth world, they have moved their hands and feet, so that the eight directions of the world are suppressed by the Dao?"

Wu Ya said: "At present, it is like this."

Han Yu asked suspiciously: "But as far as I know, the Ninth World is also suppressed by Dao, and the gods will not let themselves go?"

Wu Ya said: "This is a mystery. The answer to all mysteries is in the Ninth World."

Han Yu said again: "The protoss, why make things difficult for the human race?"

Wu Ya said: "The way is different and we don't conspire with each other, why should the human race make things difficult for the monster race?"

Han Yu is silent, the exclusion between races never needs a reason.

The problem that had been puzzling Han Yu before has been solved, but there are new problems lingering in Han Yu's mind.

"The protoss is different from the gods we've been yearning for?" Han Yu asked.

"There is no immortality in this world. Protoss are also made of flesh and blood, not much different from human beings, but they are of different races and ways." Wu Ya said.

Han Yu felt a hatred in his heart, the protoss wanted the human race to be "unhappy for generations", and he would never agree!

"Why do you tell me so much?" Han Yu asked.

"I will show you a way." Wu Ya said lightly.

"As far as I know, Wuya Mountain has never been involved in the battle between heaven and hell, so why did you point me to fight against heaven, or 'God'?" Han Yu said. He still remained skeptical about Wu Ya's purpose.

"Not participating in the battle between them does not mean not paying attention to the future of the human race. In a sense, I am also a human race." Wu Ya said.

"Huh?" Han Yu was taken aback for a moment. Doesn't this mean that Wuya is not a real human race?

"I am the creature conceived by Wuya Mountain. If the entire Wuya Mountain is regarded as a magic weapon, then I am the weapon spirit of this magic weapon." Wuya said freely.

Han Yu's eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Ya in disbelief. After a while, Han Yu showed a look of relief again.

Only such a special creature can be immortal, living from ancient times to the present.

"Wuya Mountain was stained with the blood of several Martial Emperors. It was those blood that gave birth to me, so in a sense, I am a human race." Wuya said.

Han Yu nodded, he chose to believe Wu Ya. Even telling Han Yu such a big secret Wuya, he has nothing to doubt.

"The battlefield of the Heaven-swallowing Demon Body, in the Ninth World, the human race's invincible system, should be the human race's battle against the sky and destroy the gods!" Wu Ya said.

The voice was still very flat, but it made Han Yu's blood boil and his fighting spirit was high. The brilliance in his eyes is like a knife, wanting to shatter the void, and the king stands above the nine heavens, and let the gods worship.