Chapter 141: The Human Race Will Not Perish, Xiang Liu Will Stay Forever——

If Ao Yang just felt dizzy at this time, then Fu Xi was really dizzy.

Being unsuitable for a whip, the dragon's appearance can be used as a real whip in the hands of a savage giant.

The secret is spin.

Super high-speed rotation!

No matter what the collision is, as long as it spins, it looks like a slightly thicker golden whip.

Therefore, at this time, the Golden Dragon of Humanity Luck (Fuxi) was spinning at a high speed, and then was used as a whip to beat Xiang Liu.

and...

He also had to listen to Xiang Liu who was being whipped as he kept scolding him.

How innocent this is...

Therefore, Fuxi, who was dizzy, increased his intensity and mobilized more power from the Kyushu barrier.

then.

Xiang Liu's screams became even more harsh.

However, the words that insulted Fuxi were more than a little lacking.

Fuxi's consciousness couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Looking at Xiang Liu who was just screaming in front of him, the wild giant suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he had had enough fun.

The Golden Dragon of Humanity and Luck in his hand was raised high.

The golden dragon swinging at super high speed also maintains a straight posture, as if holding a long golden handle... grab it!

The wild giant who was about to take action paused. Then, his swinging movements changed slightly, and the originally straight golden dragon moved slightly to both sides.

The original shape of the spear changed into a flat shape, just like a golden sword.

Then, a satisfied smile appeared on the face of the wild giant.

"Disaster beast Xiang Liu, in view of the various disasters you have caused in our human race's territory and the massacre of our human race, once again, I... Dayu, hereby borrow the power of the Nine Provinces to suppress you here forever."

The moment the words fell.

The golden sword in his hand suddenly fell, and the bright beam of light shot straight into the sky.

That bright light contains the power of humanity, which comes from the suppression of people.

As long as the human race exists, this suppression of humanity will not dissipate.

This Xiang Liu will be suppressed forever, with no possibility of escape.

Just by looking at this brilliant pillar of light reaching the sky, you can clearly understand the will of humanity contained in it.

And this also made the quasi-sage powerful people in the wilderness quiet down.

Although Xiang Liu Ming did not die at this time, they all knew that... there would no longer be a great witch named Xiang Liu in the ancient world.

This scene caused many powerful people who originally had small thoughts towards the human race to hide their small thoughts deeper.

Um!

Little thoughts cannot disappear.

Therefore, the powerful people in this group decided to be more secretive or slightly change their plans.

The bright light slowly dissipated.

Only a large area of ​​black and evil swamp transformed by Xiang Liu's power was left in place, as well as five surrounding high platforms used as suppressive objects.

On the vast land.

The sun sets in the west.

The dim sunlight shines on the giant, who stands on the earth, staring at the defeated enemy.

Turning around, he looked at the civilians he had saved.

"Senior Brother Fuxi, thank you!"

In the Kyushu barrier, Turtle Spirit waved his hands excitedly and shouted.

Jin Ling, who was smiling at the side, froze.

What the hell?

Senior Brother Fuxi?

That Fuxi?

Holy Emperor?

Numerous question marks emerged in Jin Ling's mind at this time.

On the other side, the wild giant who was about to raise his hands and fly away paused, looking at the turtle spirit from a distance with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

The corners of the mouth of the Golden Dragon of Humanity and Luck on the side quietly curved into a very weak arc.

Then, the rich expression on the wild giant's face disappeared in an instant, and his expressionless rough face quietly looked at the turtle spirit and golden spirit in the distance.

Among the wild giants, the countless human monks who formed the human battle formation were as expressionless as the wild giant at this time.

Although...

In their perception, they had just done something big with their own hands.

Although they knew it was not their doing.

but...

The extremely real feeling just now told them that what just happened was what they did.

They didn't even feel like they were being controlled from beginning to end.

It was as if he was really the great witch Xiang Liu whom they bullied.

Even Yu and the other four human race Great Luo Jinxian felt this way.

"Is this...the power of the Holy Emperor?"

In Yu's heart, the extreme sense of reality and the extreme sense of unreality collided with each other. Although his mind was obviously confused, Yu did not feel the slightest discomfort.

At the same time, an extremely magical method slowly emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness.

…

"Wonderful!"

In the Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi, who was looking up at the sky, suddenly had a smile on his face.

Although, his actions this time were very miserable, he was treated as a whip, the whole prehistoric period was regarded as the real murderer, and he was constantly insulted by Xiang Liu.

but...

Guang's last sentence of thanking Brother Fuxi was enough to make Fuxi smile for a thousand years.

Of course, I am not a big fan of junior sisters, because I am happy to be thanked by my junior sisters.

But when I think of someone's face at this time.

Fuxi couldn't help but want to fuck three big whites in a row, and then recite a poem to express his mood at this time.

but...

Think of someone's integrity.

Fuxi quietly gave up this idea.

Then he silently rewarded himself for reducing his burden.

He permanently reduced the number of clones in the Demon Cave by one hundred, leaving only one hundred million clones minus one hundred.

…

East China Sea.

Ao Changsheng Dojo.

The real murderer behind the scenes was looking up at the sky at this time.

Ao Changsheng did not blame Gui Ling for rescuing his little apprentice and being mistaken for his senior brother.

After all, from beginning to end, he did not show any identity about himself. Instead, no matter what Xiang Liu said or what he said.

They all thought that he was Fuxi.

Even when he sealed Xiang Liu at the end, he became Dayu himself, and then activated the golden dragon of human destiny, leaving the breath of Fuxi in it.

In this case, it would be strange if Gui Ling would not admit his mistake.

But...

He now really wanted to drag Xiang Liu out of the seal, hang him up and whip him for three days and three nights, never stopping.

Ao Changsheng calmed down after taking a few deep breaths.

Then he raised his hand, and golden light shone on his fingertips, leaving a series of elegant words in the air.

"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, my disciple Gui Ling left the dojo and went to the prehistoric world for more than a hundred years. She mistook her master's identity. I have written this down."

"Also, I am very dissatisfied with my disciple Gui Ling's progress in cultivation. In more than a hundred years, she has not comprehended a world of magical powers, and her cultivation has not improved much."

"The reason is that in more than a hundred years, she played around with a beautiful girl and forgot to practice."

"In conclusion: my disciple Gui Ling is not suitable for free-range breeding."

These words were written by Ao Changsheng in the air.

Ao Changsheng finally felt much more comfortable in his heart.

That light smile, as if everything was under control, appeared on his face again.

Isn't it just that she was mistaken in the end?

What's the matter?

My disciple Fuxi is much more miserable than me!

…

“Too much bullying of witches…Too much bullying of witches…”

In the Wu clan’s land, in Pangu Hall, Jiufeng, the only quasi-saint witch of the Wu clan, was furious.

Although their fighting power was against the sky, the Wu clan did not practice immortality and had no primordial spirit, so they were much slower to sense major events in the prehistoric world.

At this time, Xiangliu had been suppressed in the border of the human race, and she knew it now.

The same thing happened to Fengbo Yushi, Chiyou and Xingtian in the past, otherwise…how could she watch such a thing happen.

And this time was even more serious than the previous incidents of Fengbo Yushi, Chiyou and Xingtian.

Although Fengbo Yushi was taken to heaven, and Chiyou and Xingtian were dismembered and suppressed, this was all limited in time.

Jiufeng also knew that at most she would suffer for a period of time, and sooner or later she would return to the Wu clan safely.

But this time, the great witch Xiangliu…was suppressed forever!

That method of suppression that Xiangliu would not come out until the human race died, even Jiufeng had no way to deal with it.

After all...

That was the work of a saint!

"Fuxi...Fuxi..." Jiufeng gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred, but soon.

Jiufeng was discouraged. The more hatred she had in her eyes before, the more powerless she was now.

Saint!

Jiufeng thought of the experience of fighting with Lady Pingxin in the underworld.

If you have never really faced a saint, you will never be able to imagine how powerful this realm is.

In a sense, Lady Pingxin is actually the saint of the witch clan and the backer of the witch clan.

But thinking of Lady Pingxin, Jiufeng felt even more powerless, and even a strong sense of sadness surged up.

The most terrifying thing in this world is that the backer you think is the one who is calculating against you.

"Lady Hou Tu, are you really no longer a witch as you said when you turned into reincarnation?"

Jiufeng looked at the empty Pangu Temple sadly.

Once upon a time, this place was a place where hundreds of millions of witches laughed and talked.

The underworld!

The underworld!

Pingxin looked at Jiufeng in Pangu Temple with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"I also want to turn back into Hou Tu, the ancestor witch to protect you... But, the witch clan..." Pingxin murmured softly.

At the end of her words, Pingxin's voice was only audible to herself.