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

The human race will decide the outcome in one battle and completely establish the power of the human ancestors.

At this point, no one knows the power of the human race in the prehistoric times. Everyone dares to defy heaven and defeat the gods, and the human race has completely risen.

All the saints in the heavens were envious, jealous, and resentful, whether it was Nuwa who escaped, Taiqing, or Yuanshi Tianzun.

At this moment, I finally saw the strength of the human race, and I regretted it too late. If I had known this, I should have helped the Buzhou Mountain human race when they were in disaster.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine.

Suddenly I was jealous of the Tongtian Cult Leader. I just didn't want to violate the teachings, but my unintentional actions got such rewards.

"It seems that I have to speed up the layout of the human race."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed and looked at the ancient land.

On the other side, Saint Taiqing was furious after being beaten back to the Bajing Palace.

"Damn it, damn it, bastard, bastard Renzu, bastard Tongtian, you are all bastards, ah——"

Roaring in anger, it was nothing more than a roar of incompetence. Taiqing's eyes were so angry that he almost spit them out, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he was going to have a mental illness at any time.

I dare not accept the facts in front of me.

He lost the fight for the Three Emperors and gave away so much luck in vain.

He had no choice but to compete for the top spot among the Five Emperors. This was his own chance, so he made plans in advance. After thousands of years, he still failed.

In the end, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a clone, and Hongjun was even more partial.

Although Taiqing knew that he had lost, he refused to admit defeat and could not accept this cruel reality.

"No, I haven't lost yet. I really haven't lost. I want the luck of the human race. I want the luck of the human race -"

Roaring crazily, Taiqing seemed to be in a daze, and only heard a roar, as if heaven had responded, and the secret of heaven suddenly became clear.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, that's it, that's it, Human Ancestor, just wait for me, I will be there to wait for you. I will wait for you there, hahaha."

Roaring madly, Saint Taiqing became violent. With one hand flipped over, a large seal appeared, which was the Kongtong Seal.

When Nuwa created humans, Buzhou Mountain was also beginning to give birth to the Kongtong Seal. This was a sacred object of the human race. Saint Taiqing had taken it away long ago. He originally wanted to keep it, but now it seems that he has to use it.

"Haha, Human Ancestor, no matter how many times you calculate, no matter how much luck you have suppressed, as long as I, the sacred artifact of the human race, the Kongtong Seal, come out, the luck of the ancient human race will return unconditionally. When the time comes, I will definitely bring you down. The body was broken into pieces."

Huangdi Xuanyuan became the first of the Five Emperors, and the glorious age of the human race began.

In the same Zixiao Palace, Hongjun laughed loudly and grabbed it with one hand. It was indeed the luck of the human race.

"Hahaha, good, very good, the luck of the human race, I guess it's all in the sky, but in the end it's all in vain. I thought it was hopeless to get the luck of the human race, but I never thought that there would be another village with a bright future, hahaha."

Hongjun became happy. Huangdi Xuanyuan became the first of the five emperors of the human race and unified the fate of the human race in the wild. There were too many such terrible fortunes.

Xuanyuan Huangdi was the reincarnation of the Tongtian Cult Master, but the Tongtian Cult Master was a disciple of the authentic saint of Xuanmen.

No matter what, as long as Xuanyuan becomes the first of the five emperors of the human race, Hongjun will gain the luck of the human race.

Moreover, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Hongjun spent countless clones of himself to assist Xuanyuan. For this contribution alone, Hongjun must get the luck of the human race.

Not only that, Hongjun can also continue to enjoy the fate of the human race until immeasurable tribulations.

Feeling very good, Hongjun looked at the statue of Lord Tongtian not far away. For a moment, Hongjun looked more and more pleasing to his eyes.

"Now that the destiny of the human race has been obtained, it is time to transcend the way of heaven. As for this ancient land? What does it have to do with this way?"

Demon God Hongjun's consciousness has awakened, and he has now reached the limit of the Dao Ancestor realm. If he does not get rid of the Dao of Heaven, how can he reach a higher level in the future?

Rumble.

A figure goes straight into the depths of chaos, carrying the fate of the human race, Hongjun wants to realize the path to transcendence.

Leaving the coverage of Tiandao, Hongjun exploded at this moment.

"The will of heaven, get out of here just yet."

With a roar, mana rolled around his body, and the terrifying holy power spread out. This time Hongjun exploded with all his strength, and his entire consciousness entered the body in an instant and reached the depths of his soul.

Rumble.

Looking at the endless thunder and lightning in front of him, Hongjun knew that this was the deepest part of his soul.

And in the middle of the thundercloud, there lies the will of heaven.

"You finally came."

At this moment, the voice of Heaven came from the depths of Hongjun's soul, and the next moment a person exactly like Hongjun appeared.

Like an immortal Taoist figure, he is dressed in a white Taoist robe, with white hair on his head and a windless body, embracing Buddha dust.

"That's right, I'm here. Tiandao, you've controlled me for so long. It's time to let go and retreat. From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other."

Hongjun is not willing to fight with the way of heaven. If he has no choice, Hongjun would rather be a grandson, as long as he can get rid of the way of heaven.

But in reality it is really impossible.

Tiandao Hongjun shook his head:

"You and I have become one. You are me and I am you. How do you want me to let go?"

"You fart."

Suddenly there was a loud roar and Hongjun ran away.

"Why are you me and me you? I represent the Dao of Heaven, but the Dao of Heaven is not me, but you. I am just a puppet controlled by you. I advise you to leave here quickly, otherwise you can only fight."

After the words fell, the fate of the human race had appeared in the hands of the demon Hongjun, and the will of heaven was greatly surprised.

"Human luck? Where did you get it?"

Tiandao is indeed afraid of the fate of the human race. Strictly speaking, it should be that after the human race has become the protagonist of the prehistoric era, Tiandao cannot touch the fate of the human race at will.

Moreover, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have not yet been completed, and the human race is now in a glorious stage of development. If the way of heaven destroys the destiny of the human race, it will be contrary to the great way.

In this way, they will be killed by the Dao.

Hongjun also saw this moment, and then he vowed to kill.

"Don't worry about where I come from. I'll ask you one last time whether I will give in or not."

However, Tiandao Hongjun remained silent.

"Damn it."

Demon God Hongjun was angry, and carried the fate of the human race to kill him directly, but was blocked by a transparent wall.

"This is."

Hongjun understood instantly.

"That's it. I'm talking about why I can't recall some things. It turns out that you're up to something. Heaven's way, you've deceived the saint too much——"

After the words fell, Hongjun directly ignited the destiny of the human race and headed straight for this transparent barrier.

Rumble.

In the next moment, a crack opened in the barrier, and Hongjun rushed in. At this moment, endless memories rushed in crazily.

"ah--."

The severe pain was like thunder, and he had no choice but to withdraw directly from the depths of his soul.

However, in reality, there was still thunder at this moment, the Eye of Heaven had been opened, and a bolt of thunder hit Hongjun.

"ah--."

The severe pain made Hongjun react. When he looked up, he suddenly realized.

"Tiandao, damn you, you actually used your magical power to deceive me, damn it-"

Carrying the fate of the human race, kill directly towards the Eye of Heaven.