The Great Talisman

"Heaven has heaven, earth has tunnels, the world only cultivates heaven, but no one knows tunnels!" Houtu looked at the ten leaders of the human race with a pair of eyes: "I have a method that can help you and others cultivate into a tunnel, borrowing the origin of the gods. , Cultivate the immortal body of the earth, as long as you step on the earth, you can be immortal! Directly ascend to the sky in one step, surpass the true God of Da Luo, and prove the position of the sub-sage. Make you abandon the soul, the true spirit, and condense an earth in the body The heart. Ling Er waits for the proof to achieve the emperor's way, become the sub-sage, and reach the sky in one step.

There are many peculiar existences between the saint and Da Luo. For example, the dead saint who did not open his eyes. Higher than Daluo, condensed a ray of quasi-sage of Shengwei. There is also a ray of true spirit that merges into the heavenly way, but there is no sub-sage who has been integrated.

The saint is the strongest, and between the dead saint and the sub saint, it depends on the depth of their skills. As for the quasi-sage, it is the bottom existence.

Yasheng?

When this statement fell, the ten true Taiyi gods all looked fiery. For Taiyi Jinxian, Da Luo is still far away, let alone the sub-sage above Da Luo?

Yasheng, that is the existence that has half-footed into the holy way!

"I am waiting to follow the ancestor's arrangement!" The ten people respectfully saluted.

Since he was born, Houtu has been in the human race, and the human race believes in the Houtu extremely and has no two minds.

Houtu nodded when he heard the words: "In that case, listen to my command, smelt the origins of the gods, and then induce the turbid and evil spirits in the depths of the earth, dissipate the primordial spirit, and become the immortal body of the earth."

The three heavenly kings don't have time to stay here, and they have to sit in the imperial dynasty and fight Taiyi's Qing suppression. After raising his eyebrows and taking the tombs of the gods, he was nowhere to be found. Only the demon ancestor stood in the human tribe with an uneasy expression.

East Kunlun

In the main hall

The chaotic air around Yang Sanyang's body, the Pangu magical method revolves, and a vicissitudes of ancient energy vibrates around his body.

Then the next moment, Yang Sanyang's body's vitality changed, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond. The cyan lotus, which represents the aura of the human race, fluctuated unexpectedly at this time, and a petal fell, and then it withered. The petals of the flower fell in the eight-treasure lotus pond, and in a blink of an eye they took root and sprouted and reshaped, turning into a pale yellow flower.

Two flowers bloom!

How can a human race bloom two flowers?

The thinness of life and death in his hand was constantly turning, and Yang Sanyang's eyes revealed a gleam of light: "Is it finally here? Don't break, don't stand! Don't break, don't stand! This is the destiny derived from the change of the heaven!

"Ancestral witch...Pangu's true body is also my chance! My chance! In that case, I'm helping you!" Having said that, facing the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond, "Houtu, you are afraid that you will I made a wedding dress."

Looking closely at Yang Sanyang’s life and death, the booklet about the ten kings clearly reads: Eastern Emperor’s Calendar Five Hundred Huiyuan, Human Race Change, Witch Race!

This is a backlash from Heaven! Use the human race to fight against the monster race!

"Huh? But what is wrong with the Human Race? It turned into a Witch Race?" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but open his eyes as he watched the Human Race's aura change, and then stepped forward towards the Human Race ancestors.

Only when he came to the human race, Yang Sanyang saw the Demon Ancestor. At this moment, a turbid and evil aura rose into the sky, and an earth-shattering force was conceived in the Ancestral Temple.

"Sub Sage! Ten Dao Sub Sage's vitality!" Yang Sanyang ignored the Demon Ancestor, but took a step forward and came to the Ancestral Temple.

"Dao Guo!" Seeing Yang Sanyang walk in, Hou Tu couldn't help but his expression changed.

At this moment, ten turbulent embryos in the ancestral temple were constantly gestating, and an earth-shaking energy was scattered among the embryos.

"Ten subsages!" Yang Sanyang's pupils tightened, his eyes fixed on Houtu: "Your Excellency, good means!"

He could sense that the three souls and seven souls belonging to the human race were constantly dissolving in the turbid evil air and turned into the power of turbid evil.

"This is an opportunity for the Human Race to reach the sky in one step! I have carefully taken care of the Human Race's hundreds of huiyuan, and watched them go from weak to strong, but for Manghuang, it is still not enough! This is the only opportunity to go against the destiny! "Houtu looked at Yang Sanyang quietly with a pair of eyes.

"Without the three souls and seven souls, are they still humans?" Yang Sanyang stared at Houtu with a pair of eyes.

The Way of the Earth!

Unexpectedly, someone practiced the way of the earth!

He thought of the Wu Clan in his previous life!

Suddenly, all the fog was cut through, and there was no doubt in his heart.

Only practice supernatural powers, never stop Taoism! Not counting tomorrow!

After hearing the words, Houtu said silently, and after a while, he said: "They were born with the human race, were born in the human race, and grew up in the human race, what do you think?"

"I saw the flame of ambition in your eyes!" Yang Sanyang looked at Houtu quietly.

"Human race, want to become the strongest race in the world! And I finally got out of Zhoushan, how can we not fight for this great world?" Houtu looked at Yang Sanyang quietly.

"Even if you have a dominance in your heart, you shouldn't use my human race as a knife!" Yang Sanyang took a deep breath, a touch of anger appeared in his eyes.

"Although you are a human ancestor, your will does not represent the will of the human race! Ten kings degenerate, it is his willingness, and it is also the solution that the countless monks of the human race agreed and discussed together. I have never persecuted them!" Hou Tu gently Smile.

"Human race, it is my race!" Yang Sanyang looked at Houtu quietly.

"Now, it's yours too, I just borrowed it and used it!" Houtu sighed: "Although you are an ancestor, you don't understand the suffering of the ancestor! The human background is too shallow, but the great wasteland was harvested for faith. The leek, this is the only chance to change your destiny and make your own decisions.".

"It's an opportunity, but not this kind of opportunity!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

"Lich confrontation will inevitably involve monstrous cause and effect, leaving the human race unrested! I will never agree!" Yang Sanyang's voice was full of solemnity.

After hearing this, Hou Tu was silent, and after a while he said: "You are afraid of being implicated by cause and effect, how about keeping the fire?"

"The Witch Clan does not exist in the Heavenly Dao, but the changes that the Heavenly Dao has against the Demon Race. I don't know how many causal variables will be caused in the future!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

With the effort of speaking, a bright light suddenly burst, and the awe-inspiring spirit thrust into the sky, shaking the world.

The sun, moon and stars swayed, and the wild mountains cheered.

I saw the ten embryos converge and turned into ten powerful men, surrounded by a turbid and evil air, standing quietly in the temple.

The ten human kings have been transformed.

It is the witch race!

It is exactly the same as the Wu Clan in Yang Sanyang's previous life!

"You can convict you!" Yang Sanyang looked at the opposite 100,000 with a gloomy expression, his pupils couldn't help but shrank, and he was secretly shocked: "Ten sub-sages, Houtu is a masterpiece."

"I have seen the ancestor!" Seeing Yang Sanyang, one hundred thousand respectfully saluted.

"I am not the ancestor of Er Deng, nor can I be called the ancestor of Er Deng. Er Deng has been transformed into three souls and seven souls, and there is no soul for a long time. I am also a human race?" Yang Sanyang quietly looked at the hundred thousand with his eyes There was an inexplicable color inside.

"The ancestor's words are wrong. People go to high places and water flows to low places. In this great wilderness, strength is the fundamental!" One person stood up and said, "The reckless wilderness and chaos are imminent, my human race has never even been the true **** of Da Luo. Yes, but the ancestors often lived in seclusion. With the power of the Houtu ancestor **** alone, he wanted to take care of the human race, but it was also powerless. I waited to transform and eliminate the three souls and seven souls, but it was better than all the races suffering from wars and destruction. Good."

"Sophistry! Obviously you are greedy for strength, but dare to mess around!" Yang Sanyang said coldly.

"You don't want to blame them, it's all my attention." Houtu interrupted Yang Sanyang's words: "As in the turmoil today, if you want to rise, you can only fight. The world's incense wheel cannot wait for me, and the innate vitality is lacking. Only This way of turbid earth can quickly increase strength. It is not wrong to abandon some people and become others. I know that you have Jindan Avenue and Buddhism Relic Avenue, both of which point to the method of sanctification, but Have you ever thought about it, the winds and rains of the Great Desolate are changing, and the human race does not even have a fairy of Daluo, who can bless them to grow up? Even if you have a great road, you still need time to grow."

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, and then looked at Houtu with a pair of eyes: "Transformation is possible, but the human race must not participate in the struggle for the king's hegemony."

"The ancestor's words are absurd. Why do I give up the world when I have the strength? Now that the demon court and the four emperors are inextricably linked, it is the time for my human race to rise! I would rather die in a vigorous battle than never I would like to be the leeks harvested for incense!" One of the leaders gave Yang Sanyang a salute, and his words were full of excitement:

"My ancestor’s eyes are full of demons, but I have seen these dozens of huiyuan, how did my human race come here? The aura and incense are all divided up, how many sons and talents of my human race, how many talents, suffer from not having enough aura, But you can't make a breakthrough too late, you can only live and die, or get stuck in the Golden Immortal realm or Taiyi realm for dozens of yuan?"

"The fault is not for the blessing of the Houtu ancestor god, my human race has been indestructible for several times!"

The atmosphere in the hall was dignified. Yang Sanyang looked at the ten kings and then at Hou Tu, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Sure enough, when he has the ability, he lost his temper."

"If this is the case, today I will expel Er and others from the human race, and cut off the spirit of Er and others, and will not live in East Kunlun in the future! As for the human tribe, how many people are willing to go with you, just take it away!" Yang Sanyang looked at it. When it came to the eyes of the top ten kings, he was unconvinced.

Hou Tu has the heart to get involved in the world, and sooner or later it will bring disaster to the human race!

Wang Tu Baye, can anyone get involved?

"Crack~"

As Yang Sanyang's words fell, a thunderbolt blasted in the clear sky, and the Ten King Qi suddenly released its force.

"The ancestors couldn't tolerate me, so that's all. Today I will stand on my own feet, separate from the human race, and will no longer be a human race in the future. From today on I will wait for the witch race to be established!" A ten king smiled coldly, his eyes full of jealousy.

"Let's go, leave the human race!" The ten kings glanced at each other, and did not bow to Yang Sanyang, turned and left.

"I'm sorry!" Houtu sighed.

Looking at each other, Yang Sanyang looked at Houtu, and Houtu looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Be careful yourself! Human race will never get involved in racial disputes!" Yang Sanyang suddenly said.

"One day, if the Wu Clan rules the world, it must give back to the Human Clan!" Houtu solemnly said.

"Give me back? Haha, those ten kings are all of the unruly generation. They have become a brash man with well-developed limbs without knowing how many days they have turned away from the soul. They are not so easy to control, so be careful!" Yang Sanyang smiled.

Outside the gate

Mozu looked confused

what's the situation?

Didn't it mean to expand the human race and involve Dao Guo?

How did it split in an instant?

When the ten kings walked out, the demon ancestor could not help but his pupils shrank sharply, and a bad feeling rose from his heart: "Ten sub-sages? How could it be? Before those big Luo fell, they were just big Luos. No matter the realm, how can the ten kings be pushed to the sub-sage realm after empowerment?"

"Friend Houtu!" Mozu stepped forward, blocking the way of Houtu.

"Don’t say anything. Starting today, the witch clan will compete with the demon court! Emperor Jun, just leave it to me the demon clan!" Houtu interrupted the demon ancestor and led the ten kings. Turned and left.

"What's all this!" The Demon Ancestor looked at the back of the group of people away, with an ugly look in his eyes. Things have gone beyond what was originally expected, beyond the control of everyone.

In the ancestral temple

Yang Sanyang put his hands on his back, raised his head and looked into the distance without speaking.

The Demon Ancestor walked in, watched Yang Sanyang stood there with his hands on his back, and whispered: "Gumanzi, you are in a big trouble, and the younger generation actually put one out."

"How do you feel about the outcome?" Yang Sanyang looked at the Demon Ancestor.

"Taiyi is invincible! Ten sub-sages are still not the opponent of Emperor Jun! You must know that there is also Zhou Tianxing in the demon court!"

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