Chapter 87: The Difference Between Saints! The Current Situation of Liches——

"Is it true..."

Zhen Yuanzi murmured in disbelief, looked at Fuxi, and suddenly came to his senses.

"But fellow Taoist, you clearly said before that you used Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi to achieve enlightenment and become a saint." Zhen Yuanzi asked.

"This is why Pindao is still here." Fuxi turned around and said with a lonely look.

"At that time, Taoist Hongjun deliberately did not separate the enlightenment and sainthood from the heavenly saints, because at this time, it was not suitable for enlightenment and sainthood."

"Not suitable for enlightenment and becoming a saint?" Zhen Yuanzi was stunned again.

"That's right!" Fuxi nodded, his expression downcast once again, and he said in a deep voice: "Practitioners are cultivators who take advantage of the creation of heaven and earth."

"To attain enlightenment and become a saint is to go against the will of heaven. If you conform to the great road, you will completely master this great road in the ancient world."

"In the prehistoric world, other monks can no longer sense and practice this avenue. It can even make this avenue invisible to the prehistoric world and interfere with the operation of the prehistoric world."

"That's why... Taoist Hongjun is now uniting with the Tao, and the eight heavenly saints he talks about."

"Only eight heavenly saints are born, and together with Taoist Hongjun who conforms to the heavenly way, can the three thousand avenues of the prehistoric era be forever suppressed."

"At that time, even if you become a saint, you will not be able to interfere with the three thousand avenues in the ancient world."

"At that time...it will be the time when this method of enlightenment will become popular in the world, and it will be the prosperous age of cultivation!"

Zhen Yuanzi was a little dizzy from the impact of the big news, and looked at Fuxi in front of him blankly.

"But now, this is not the time when our Hedao Saint was born. If it weren't for the protection of this Hongmeng Purple Qi, Pindao would probably be..."

Fuxi shook his head, looking lonely.

"Even so, Pindao still needs to stay in this Fire Cloud Cave forever, waiting for the arrival of the true golden age of cultivation."

Fuxi turned around, his back was bleak, and he walked step by step towards the Fire Cloud Cave. Mysterious Bagua runes splashed everywhere where Fuxi stopped.

In an instant, an extremely mysterious formation enveloped the entire Fire Cloud Cave.

At the same time, Fuxi's breath was completely isolated.

"this..."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the scene in front of him, but his heart felt unspeakably bitter.

In an age when enlightenment should not be achieved, enlightenment and becoming a saint!

Fellow Taoist Fuxi should have been so high-spirited, but now, he was imprisoned in this small fire cloud cave.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, please rest assured, this human race is protected by the poor Taoist!" Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly.

Even without informing Hongyun of his kindness, the information from Fuxi's mouth at this time was enough for Zhen Yuanzi to comply with Fuxi's request.

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi looked relieved when he heard Zhen Yuanzi's voice outside the cave.

"In this case, the human race will please suppress..."

"Bold——"

Suddenly, Fuxi shouted loudly.

Then, under Zhen Yuanzi's stunned gaze, he directly smashed the large formation that enveloped the Fire Cloud Cave into pieces and soared into the sky.

Then a powerful hand fell towards the distant wilderness.

"This...this..." Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand and pointed at Fuxi in mid-air, his whole body trembling, his eyes full of disbelief.

This is the third time today that Zhen Yuanzi has lost his composure.

Before today, he Zhen Yuanzi had been running rampant for hundreds of millions of years, and his number of gaffes was not as bad as it is today.

In mid-air, Fuxi was floating down, still mumbling words.

"If you dare to cause trouble for the human race, for the sake of old acquaintance, I would slap you to death."

The moment it fell into the Fire Cloud Cave again, the broken formation suddenly returned to its original state, and then...

"In that case, the human race will ask Brother Zhenyuan to help him!" Fuxi's gentle voice reached Zhenyuan's ears.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Until he left, Zhen Yuanzi's mind was still in chaos, and his eyes were full of confusion.

On the way back to Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi found out the reason for Fuxi's angry palm before.

It turned out that after Fuxi became a saint and followed Nuwa away.

On top of Mount Tai, although the human race was reluctant to give up, they also accepted it.

But at this time, Jiuying, the former demon commander of the demon tribe, suddenly appeared near Mount Tai.

It seemed that he was unwilling to accept the decline of the demon clan and thought that Fuxi had betrayed the demon clan. He was so angry that he wreaked mad destruction and wanted to kill the human race.

You must know that this Jiuying is a peerless evil at the quasi-sage level. There is no quasi-sage in the human race at this time, so how can they resist Jiuying's slaughter.

And just when Jiuying showed his true form, preparing to massacre the backbone of the human race who were preparing to leave after Taishan Fengchan.

A huge hand covering the sky descended from the sky, flying the ferocious beast out of the human race's territory and suppressing it.

only...

Regarding this day, whether it is the reincarnation of Hongyun mentioned by Fuxi or the secret information of the saint.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know whether he should believe it or not, or whether he should believe it or not.

…

Outside human territory.

Above a landscape and swamp, a Bagua symbol loomed in the void, emitting a weak light and suppressing the creatures in the swamp.

Above the swamp, several figures were hanging in the air, looking at the nine-headed beasts sealed in the swamp below.

"Sure enough, it's Jiu Ying."

One of the figures spoke in a low voice.

"He...how could he be like this, how could he be like this!" Another figure showed extreme unwillingness in his eyes. He turned around and looked at the other people and roared in a low voice.

"Why can't it be like this...You didn't hear his words of enlightenment, the Human Emperor Fuxi, the Human Emperor...not the Xihuang of my demon clan." Demon Commander Yingzhao said bitterly in a low voice.

"But even so, thinking about the old relationship, he shouldn't be like this..." The handsome handsome ghost car who was unwilling to speak before still wanted to say something.

"Okay, shut up Gui Che!" Shang Yang interrupted Gui Che and then said in a low voice.

"If we really don't miss the old feelings, what we see now is not the sealed Jiu Ying, but the dead Jiu Ying."

"Okay!" Beside, Bai Ze also said calmly.

"Emperor Xi has worked diligently in the Demon Clan for hundreds of millions of years, working hard for the growth of our Demon Clan. Even in the final battle, Emperor Xi did not run away and fell on the spot..."

"Fuxi doesn't owe me anything from the demon clan!"

Hearing Bai Ze's words, the other demon commanders couldn't help but disagree even though they were unwilling to do so.

They all saw how Emperor Xi performed in the Heavenly Court, so naturally they could not erase him without conscience.

However, even so, many demon commanders are still indignant in their hearts.

After all... in that battle, all the demon emperors and emperors of their demon clan fell, and countless demon saints and demon gods also fell.

Why, you, Fuxi, are the only one who survived.

And now he has changed his face and become a saint.

Just because you have a saint sister?

But we, on the other hand, have lost even heaven and heaven, and have become like bereaved dogs.

On the side, Bai Ze naturally saw the reluctance of many handsome men. He shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything more.

After all, even if he could understand Fuxi's current choice, deep down in his heart, it was already difficult to accept it.

"Okay, what we have to do now is not to blame anyone, nor to hold grudges, but to preserve our own lives."

"Preserve the last strength of our demon clan so that our demon clan can survive in the wilderness." Bai Ze said in a low voice.

Not only the other handsome men, but also Bai Ze still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

When, when did they, the demon clan, even survive in the prehistoric times, become a top priority.

Two flowers bloom.

The words are divided into two parts.

At this time, the demon clan is talking about the human clan, the Human Emperor Fuxi. On the other side, the witch clan...the remaining great witches are also talking about the human emperor Fuxi.

"Human Emperor Fuxi...is he the Fuxi I thought of?" Great Witch Xiang Liu said in a low voice, full of murderous intent.

"Of course it's him!" Jiufeng said in a low voice: "Apart from Fuxi, is there anyone in the ancient world who dares to be named after this?"

"Damn...damn..."

"Damn it! Damn it..." Xiang Liu was furious immediately, with murderous intent.

In the Lich War, it was not just the demon clan that lost its backbone.

The same is true for their witch clan. Eleven ancestral witches, countless great witches, and ordinary witch clans all died.

But...

Why, why did he, Fuxi, survive after participating in the Lich War?

"Then Fuxi deserves to die!"

Xiang Liu thought of his leader, Gonggong, who rushed to Buzhou Mountain in despair. The anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and he wanted to rush into the wilderness and kill Fuxi.

"Bang!"

A flash of ax light passed by, and one side of the giant ax hit Xiang Liu heavily.

"Xingtian, you..." Xiang Liu was furious.

"If you want all the remaining Witch Clan to return to the embrace of Father God, just say so to the death of our Witch Clan."

Xing Tian said coldly.

After hearing Xing Tian's words, the furious Xiang Liu was stunned, and the anger in his heart was immediately extinguished.

He is not afraid of death.

None of the witch clan is afraid of death.

For the Wu Clan, death is nothing more than returning to the embrace of Father God.

but...

There are only three great witches left in the entire witch clan. Once they die, there will no longer be a place for their witch clan to have a foothold in the vast wilderness.

The Wu Clan will even be removed from Honghuang.

They are not afraid of death, but they cannot die.

Xiang Liu's eyes regained clarity and he fell directly to the ground, his expression dull.

On the side, Jiufeng and Xingtian were equally filled with unwillingness and...sadness.

When did the Wu Clan fall to its current level?

…

Fuxi didn't know about the situation of the two Lich clans. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

At the moment he became a saint, the Lich Era, which had not yet ended, had already begun to transition to the human era. Not only...

It should be said that the prehistoric era has entered the era of the human race!

The rise of the human race has become inevitable!