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

Chapter 84: Small Zhoutian Star Fighting Array! Die in the most despair!
"How is this possible with this kind of body!"

An expression of disbelief and horror appeared on the face of Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves. He looked at Xuantian in front of him as if he was looking at a monster!
You know, as a general of the ancient dragon clan, his physical body is comparable to the top witches of the witch clan, but just now, his physical body was actually crushed by Xuantian in front of him!
In other words, the physical body that Xuantian in front of him possessed was already equivalent to the physical body of the Ancestral Witch. Thinking of this, Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, felt that his worldview was about to collapse!
As for physical body training, except for the gifted beings like the Ancestral Witch, the resources consumed by other races in the prehistoric world are thousands of times more than those of the primordial spirit!
If one wants to cultivate the physical body to the level of a quasi-saint, that is, the level of an ancestor witch, the resources required are probably something that even a saint of heaven cannot come up with!

"The Demon Saint was severely injured by a punch from the clan leader?"

"The patriarch is here, we are saved!"

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At this moment, not only the Demon Saint Ji Meng, but also countless human beings who had already despaired, after seeing this scene, were also fanatical and shocked by the strength of the clan leader!

Especially Yi, who is at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, the stronger he is, the more he knows the horror of the demon saint of the demon clan. However, even such a powerful demon saint was killed by the clan leader with one blow.

At this moment, he was actually hit hard by the clan leader's punch again. Whether it was his physical body or his soul, the clan leader seemed to be able to easily crush the Demon Saint. Thinking of this, fanaticism appeared in Yi's eyes.

"Oh? This kind of physical body?"

In the Queen Nuwa Palace, a wave of emotion appeared on the expressionless face of Saint Nuwa again, but soon she became slightly pensive again.

If one wants to cultivate a body to the level of an ancestor witch, not only does the required resources far exceed imagination, but the hardships required are also beyond imagination.

As for the human race she created, it seems that she has done too little for it.

"what?"

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi, and Western Zhunti Jieyin, who were originally shocked by Xuantian's killing methods, were shocked again when they saw Xuantian crushing the demon saint with his physical body.

The weakness of the human race has always been a consensus in the ancient times. The most important thing is that from the time when Nuwa created the human race to the present, it has only been a short period of one Yuanhui.

In such a short period of time, such a being has been born among the human race. With such a speed of cultivation, even Laozi Yuanshi, who was transformed from Pangu Sanqing, is probably far inferior to him.

"The Witch-Slaying Sword is the trend of heaven and cannot be stopped."

Laozi snorted coldly and said, there have been variables in this great catastrophe of the human race. The reason why they can temporarily possess the authority of the Heavenly Dao is also because of the great catastrophe of the human race.

If we allow the variables to evolve, not only will we fail to obtain the benefits of blocking the door to the Queen Nuwa Palace this time, but we may also offend the Saint Nuwa for no reason.

Not only Laozi, but also Zhunti Jieyin on the side, also put his hands together, ready to go to the battlefield to suppress this change.

As the saying goes, below the saint, all are ants, even if they only possess the authority of heaven temporarily, no matter how powerful Xuantian is, he can suppress him with a wave of his hand!
"Misery! Misery!"

Zhunti clasped his hands together, his face full of sorrow, as if someone owed him millions of merits. He sat upright on the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit and prepared to leave.

But, just at this moment.

Wow!
A scroll has suddenly evolved, and it seems to contain a world within it, with mountains, rivers, and even stars, like a miniature primeval world.

This is none other than the map of mountains, rivers, and the state in Nuwa's hand. It is an incarnation of the ancient map and is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It is a world of its own. If a quasi-saint is trapped in it, he cannot escape even after countless calamities. Even a saint of the Heavenly Dao, once trapped in it, will need a full hundred years to escape. As the map of mountains, rivers, and the state just evolved, it enveloped the entire Nuwa Realm.

"Junior sister Nuwa, you?" Laozi Yuanshi and Zhunti Jieyin were trapped in the map of mountains, rivers and the country together with Nuwa before they could come to their senses. There was a look of surprise on their faces.

They also hold the authority of saints, and at this time are equivalent to saints of the way of heaven.

However, they had no idea when Nuwa took action and arranged the map of mountains, rivers, and the country in advance.

As the first of the Six Heavenly Saints to attain sainthood, Nuwa's strength seemed to be beyond their imagination. It was not as simple as just attaining sainthood.

"Since this is a destiny that cannot be changed, there is no need to worry, brothers. Just wait and see!"

Nuwa had no expression of either sadness or joy, and was simply blocked in the Wahuang Palace. All she could do was to lead Laozi Yuanshi and Zhunti in front of her and trap them together in the Wahuang Palace.

As for whether the human race can survive this catastrophe, Nuwa's gaze slowly fell on Xuantian.

"In that case, let's see what this human race is capable of!"

After a brief moment of uncertainty, Yuanshi Laozi and Zhunti Jieyin regained their composure and fought against the entire demon clan single-handedly. No matter what, the catastrophe of the human race could not be stopped!

For a moment, the eyes of the five saints were involuntarily turned to the battlefield.

boom!
A powerful punch came down on the battlefield. Before Ji Meng the Demon Saint could react, he felt his eyes go black and was knocked back by the punch again. The scales on his body, which were as hard as innate spiritual treasures, were directly smashed into pieces and flew out. The Demon Saint's blood spilled on the battlefield. Then, in a short period of time, Xuantian hit Ji Meng the Demon Saint with dozens of punches in succession, almost smashing his body into pieces. This ancient Dragon Palace general, who had survived the Longhan catastrophe, was as fragile as a baby facing a strong man under Xuantian's fist. He could not even resist.

hum!
Just when Xuantian was about to smash Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, to death, suddenly, nine levels of quasi-saint realms evolved in an instant. Wind, fire, water, and poison, a total of nine levels of realms, stacked one on top of the other, amplifying each other, binding and entangled Xuantian, making his movements suddenly slow down a lot. Seeing this, Ji Meng, the Demon Saint who was almost smashed to death, hurriedly swung the long green fork in his hand and stabbed directly at Xuantian.

clang!
The Four Seas True Water Fork, whose power was comparable to that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, fiercely pierced Xuantian's body, but it only made a series of sounds of metal clashing, and it was difficult to leave even a white mark.

Seeing this, Demon Saint Ji Meng was shocked.

However, he also used the recoil force to quickly distance himself from Xuantian.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and evolve the Small Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation!"

A shout came from beside Ji Meng Demon Saint. The speaker was the Nine Infants Demon Saint who had just been killed by Xuan Tian.

However, at this time, only eight heads were left of the Nine Infants Demon Saint, and each head was filled with fear and resentment, staring at Xuantian in front of him!
Each of its heads represents a life, which is also its innate magical power. It was killed unexpectedly by Xuantian before, which means that it only has eight lives left.

You know, it has never died in billions of years. Unexpectedly, it lost its life in just the first confrontation. How can it not hate and resent!
"Let's join forces and make arrangements together!"

Hearing this, Ji Meng the Demon Saint came back to his senses from his shock, only to see him suddenly open his mouth wide, and then, a full 108 star banners evolved from his mouth. In an instant, the sky became completely dim, and a full 108 main stars in the sky, headed by the sun and the moon, evolved, as if they were about to fall. Amidst the roaring sound, a terrifying formation covering an area of ​​trillions of miles had evolved.

"Oh?"

Feeling the double pressure from the Small Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and the nine-level Quasi-Saint Dao Realm, Xuantian was not at all panicked. Instead, a cold smile appeared on his face.

The demons killed the human race and refined the Witch-Slaying Sword. In the most desperate moments, they would kill the human race, extract their souls and torture them in every way!
Today, he also wants to kill the two demon saints in front of him in the most desperate situation, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!
boom!
The next moment, more than ten quasi-saint realms, like visible rings, emitting unimaginable terrifying aura, suddenly evolved from Xuantian's body. In an instant, they directly defeated the nine realms evolved by the Nine Infants Demon Saint, and even made the small Zhoutian Star Array that had just evolved buzz, as if it was under unimaginable pressure and almost collapsed on the spot!
"what?"

(End of this chapter)