Primordial Ancestor: Leading the human race into seclusion at the beginning

Chapter 82: The saints blocked the door of Queen Wa’s palace, Zhunti lost face, and Xuantian appeared!

"what?"

In the ancient times, deep in the Wahuang Realm, inside the Wahuang Palace, the Saint Nuwa sat upright on a jade bed, evolving an infinite avenue of creation around her. She was wearing a palace dress, with a red hydrangea on her head, and endless red light was dangling from her.

Just at this moment, Nuwa felt something in her heart and suddenly opened her eyes. A rare trace of anger appeared on her face, which was neither sad nor happy.

The human race was created by her. In order to protect the human race, she even took action to migrate the human race to Shouyang Mountain, leaving behind the pressure of the saints to drive away monsters of other races.

Although she did not teach any martial arts to the human race, that was also the guidance of heaven, and she did not really ignore it.

At this time, the demons actually dared to act on their own, killing humans and trying to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword. This really touched her taboo. The Sage of Heaven, who holds the authority of Heaven, already knew everything through his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Nuwa moved and was about to step out of the Wahuang Palace, but at this moment.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, please stay!"

A voice without sadness or joy sounded, and then, Taiqing Laozi, with the exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth on his head, appeared in front of the Wahuang Palace with a slightly helpless look on his face. At this time, Taiqing Laozi exuded the aura of the soul at the quasi-saint level, but his every move seemed to draw the power of the ancient heaven and earth, and exuded the authority and pressure of a saint of the way of heaven.

And this was just the beginning. Yuanshi Tianzun followed closely behind, and the Pangu Banner in his hand rustled, evolving into an infinite number of sharp blades of creation, which had already covered the entire Wahuang Palace.

"Hey!"

As two sighs were sounded, Zhunti Jie Yin showed a bitter look on his face, sitting upright on the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, and suddenly appeared as well.

Although the four Heavenly Saints at this time had not yet attained sainthood, they possessed the authority of Heavenly Saints, which caused the expression on Saint Nuwa's face to change slightly.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, when the laws of nature are in motion and the tide of events unfolds, even saints are as insignificant as ants. I hope you won't make things difficult for us. The human race is weak and deserves this catastrophe. After this, it won't be too late to leave the Nuwa Palace!"

Taiqing Laozi spoke, his face showing no expression of either sadness or joy. Although this trip had offended Nuwa, grasping the authority of the Heavenly Dao in advance, even if it was only temporary, would be of great benefit to his future enlightenment and sainthood.

"Hmph, your disciple Xuandu is a human. How about you bring Xuandu here and let me kill him? Then I won't leave this Nuwa Palace."

Nuwa's expression was so cold that the indifferent Taiqing Laozi was choked. But before he could come to his senses, an instinctive sense of danger emerged. The next moment, a red hydrangea surrounded by a terrifying red light fell directly down. But just when the red hydrangea was about to hit the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, it suddenly turned a corner and hit Zhunti who was standing beside it unexpectedly.

"Ouch!"

A shrill scream was heard. This red hydrangea, itself a precious treasure for witnessing a wedding, had the characteristic that it would cause severe pain when it hit someone. It was a pain that went deep into the bone marrow. It was a saint of heaven.

Once hit, one would scream in pain and lose face. If Zhunti did not possess the authority of the Heavenly Saint, he would probably be crushed to death on the spot.

Even so, the horrific pain made him lose all face and his screams were endless.

Seeing this scene, the other three saints couldn't help but feel chilled.

Nuwa took back the red hydrangea and looked coldly at the four saints who were blocking the door of the Nuwa Palace.

She could not go against the will of heaven. With the Four Saints joining forces and the acquired treasure of merit, the Linglong Pagoda of Mysterious Heaven and Earth, she would lose face if she broke in by force.

"Hmph, you haven't even achieved sainthood yet, but you've relied on the Way of Heaven and mastered the authority of a saint, yet you come to block the door to my Nuwa Palace. I, Nuwa, will remember what happened today. We'll discuss this after this calamity!"

After saying this, Nuwa immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, but her consciousness was shrouded in the battlefield of the great catastrophe of the human race in the ancient times, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.

"kill!!"

From the endless demonic cloud, a vast number of demons flew out and headed straight for the humans below to kill.

Not only that, a large formation evolved, covering an area of ​​billions of miles to prevent the aura from leaking.

In an instant, countless humans and demons broke out into a fight.

However, these demons seemed to have a tacit understanding and were not in a hurry to kill the humans. Instead, they kept putting pressure on them, like a cat playing with a mouse, forcing the humans to the limit of despair.

"The body-refining method practiced by this human race seems to be somewhat special?"

“A saint created a race, so naturally it would not be as weak as it looks on the surface!” Two huge and terrifying figures stood in the demon cloud, like gods and demons. One had a dragon head and a human body, holding a long green fork. This was the ancient dragon general Ji Meng, the demon saint. After the demise of the dragon clan, he simply defected to the demon clan’s heaven and was able to survive the horrific Longhan catastrophe. His strength was considered to be at the forefront among the ten demon saints. Next to him was the Nine Infants Demon Saint, whose body was equally huge, with the body of an ox and the tail of a dragon. He had nine heads, all of which emitted cold light, looking at the human race below.

According to the deduction of the Demon Saint Bai Ze, the more the Witch-Slaying Sword gathers the resentment and despair of the human race, the more terrifying its power will be.

At this point, it is only the prelude to slaughter. The human race must be forced to the most desperate moment, and then they must be killed, their souls extracted, and tortured in every possible way. Only in this way can the most powerful witch-killing sword be refined!
"die!"

Just at this moment, a voice full of anger was heard on the battlefield below.

The original Golden Immortal race, under infinite anger, suddenly saw a surge in the aura in their bodies, breaking through the bottleneck of the Golden Immortal and being promoted to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

The next moment, he directly killed a golden immortal demon. Holding a long sword, he broke through the obstruction of countless demons and directly killed the two quasi-saint demon saints.

"The mantis' arms are like a chariot!"

Looking at the Taiyi Golden Immortals who were coming to kill him, the Nine Infants Demon Saint had indifferent eyes, without any emotion. As the endless laws of the great Dao evolved around him, a quasi-saint realm had evolved.

The Taiyi Golden Immortals who rushed forward were like insects frozen in amber, unable to move at all.

This is an absolute gap in realm.

"The resentful soul of a Taiyi Golden Immortal is probably worth tens of millions of people. Don't worry, I will personally take action in front of your people, extract your soul, and torture you!"

Cruel smiles appeared on the nine heads of the Nine Infants Demon Saint.

At the same time, countless human beings below couldn't help but feel despair in their hearts after seeing this scene!
Seeing this, the sneer on the face of the Nine Infants Demon Saint became more intense. What it wanted was the despair of the human race. This Taiyi Golden Immortal should be the strongest of the human race. As long as
"what?"

At this moment, a destructive aura erupted from the body of this Taiyi Golden Immortal, causing the expression on the face of the Nine Infants Demon Saint to change slightly. This Taiyi Golden Immortal was actually about to self-destruct.

However, at this moment, as the power of a formation emerged, the magic power in the body of the Taiyi Golden Immortal who wanted to activate his magic power to self-destruct was directly imprisoned.

"Humph, the human race is the material we use to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword. How can we let you self-destruct so easily? This Heaven-Sealing Formation is prepared for you!"

The Demon Saint Ji Meng on the side spoke up and said that the Witch-Slaying Sword was of great importance, so he had naturally made the most thorough preparations before going down to the mortal world this time.

Seeing this scene, despair appeared on the faces of all human beings. In the endless slaughter that was about to happen, the human race could not even self-destruct.

"Die!"

Anger flashed across the face of the Nine Infants Demon Saint. It was a dignified Demon Saint, yet it was almost "tricked" by a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

First kill it, then extract its soul, and torture it with the fire of burning soul in every possible way to eliminate the anger in its heart. Immediately, its terrifying dragon tail has shattered the infinite space and lashed out directly at the Taiyi Golden Immortal in front of it. Under such a terrifying blow, even a Daluo Golden Immortal would be killed directly. Even this Taiyi Golden Immortal Yi couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart.

close!

Closer!
The dragon's tail was so fast that it was about to hit Yi and kill him in an instant, but, just at this moment.

hum!
An unimaginable mysterious aura suddenly enveloped the area of ​​billions of miles. In an instant, the wind stopped flowing, and everything seemed to have come to a standstill.

The sneer on the face of the Nine Infants Demon Saint, the unwillingness and despair on Yi's face, the indifference on the face of the Ji Meng Demon Saint, the despair on the faces of countless human beings, the entire time and space, all came to a complete stop.

hum!
Like a stone dropped into a calm lake, time and space began to ripple again and resume their flow.

Immediately, as the two demon saints looked somewhat incredulous, a figure surrounded by a hazy light and emitting an indestructible aura stepped out from the depths of space.

The next moment, the extremely terrifying dragon's tail fell straight down, but it couldn't even shake it.

"You are the ones who slaughtered my people?"

Amidst the calm voice, a dazzling and terrifying purple edge evolved. In the suddenly shrinking pupils of the Nine Infants Demon Saint, it crossed the infinite space and came in front of it, slashing down straight away!

(End of this chapter)