The End of the Witchcraft Slayer Tribulation, the Human Race's Xin Huo Is Not Destroyed
Boom ~~
In front of a Sage, even if you, Emperor Jun, were the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Tribe, you would still fail.
At this moment, he glanced at Laozi, then turned to look at the He Tu and Luo Shu in the void with a complicated expression. He was furious to the extreme.
One had to know that this was his treasure.
Now, he had turned around to deal with him.
This was simply the greatest irony in the world.
However, he had no other choice since he was present.
Just like that…
In their endless anger, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi ordered all the demons to slaughter the remaining humans.
For a moment, the entire Coast of the East Sea was filled with screams.
This caused the blood of the human race to dye the land that nurtured the race red.
"Humph, Hongyun, with the help of a Saint today, I can't kill all the humans.”
"But I'll also let you see the miserable state this human is in.”
"Kill, kill to your heart's content.”
At this moment, Emperor Jun, who was completely enraged, was like a mad man. He even participated in it personally.
"Sigh…"
"This calamity for our human race is inevitable…Ah!"
In Wuzhuang Taoist Temple, Goddess Nvywa did not leave. After her holy will sensed the disaster, her beautiful eyes sparkled.
It could be said that if not for the fact that the karma was too great, she would not even hesitate to personally take action.
"Indeed."
"Even if the Primordial Purple Qi turns into one of the escaping humans, this tribulation is inevitable.”
"This is the general trend of the Primordial World, and not something a Saint can change.”
Hong Yun replied.
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As time passed, the killing force on the Coast of the East Sea gradually calmed down.
Without a doubt, other than the humans protected by the River Map and the Book of Luo, the rest of the humans, including the other two ancestral tribes, were all slaughtered.
And this battle was also coincidentally in line with the Wu Slayer Tribulation in the original path of the primeval world.
Only one branch of the human race remained. The rest of the human race had been killed by the demon race, and their true spirits had been refined into the shaman slaying sword.
"Hahahaha…"
"Hongyun, I know that you're protecting the Human Tribe because you want to destroy my Wu-killing Sword and wipe out the Sorcerer Tribe.”
"Because this way, I will definitely become the Lord of the Wilderness and vindicate the Primordial Chaos.”
"But now your plan has failed.”
"Even though the human race hasn't been destroyed, the souls of the human race are enough for me to forge a shaman slaying sword.”
"Just you wait. Once I defeat the Wu Tribe and actualize the Realm of Origin, I will come to the Fifth Manor and kill you on the spot.”
Emperor Jun looked at the He Tu and Luo Shu in the sky and shouted fiercely.
"Oh... Is that so?"
"In that case, as long as you're happy.”
Hong Yun did not argue with him.
After He Tu and Luo Shu spoke, there was a flash of light and the human race who had inherited Xin Huo disappeared from the spot.
With the end of the Wizard Slayer Tribulation, the power of Zhunti and Dutian Shensha also dissipated.
In the sky, twelve imposing figures immediately appeared.
Among them, Di Jiang, the head of the Ancestors of Sorcery, looked at Zhunti angrily.
"Zhunti, my Wu Tribe will remember what happened today.”
"When I kill the demon race, I will definitely go to your west personally and kill you under Dutian Shensha.”
Emperor Jiang said fiercely.
"That's right. The hatred of the west is the same as the hatred of the demon race…"
"Kill your way to the west and appease our anger.”
Soon, the rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery beside Emperor Jiang were filled with murderous aura. Their roars even spread throughout the entire Untainted Land.
In fact.
This was in line with the personality of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This race inherited the Pangu bloodline. They did not respect the heavens or the saints. They only respected Pangu.
Deep in his bones was Pangu's indestructible fighting spirit.
Not to mention Saints, even if Heavenly Dao Hongjun was present, the Sorcerer Tribe would not take him seriously.
But this time, Zhunti had stepped into the trap and stopped the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery from rescuing the Human Tribe. He had thoroughly offended the entire Wu Tribe.
This was not…
As the roars of the Ancestors of Sorcery spread throughout the Untainted Land, Zhunti smiled bitterly.
"Sigh…"
"Hongyun, oh Hongyun…If you hadn't set me up back then, how could I have personally contaminated this Witchcraft Tribulation?”
In the end, Zhunti shook his head and turned into a flash of light, disappearing from where he was.
"Alright…"
"Even though the human race was almost wiped out, Xin Huo still managed to pass down his legacy.”
"However, the Wu-Slaying Sword has been forged in the end, and the demons 'luck will definitely increase greatly.”
"If you want to be as strong as the others, perhaps you can go and see the person from the Fifth Manor.”
"After all, the last of the human race is under his protection.”
At this moment, Saint Taiqing saw the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who were filled with murderous intent, and a thought flashed through his mind. He had thought of a plan.
And this plan was obviously to take revenge on Hongyun for digging a hole for him.
"Humph... The Wu Tribe is the orthodox lineage of the Primordial World and the Pangu Clan. How can we be inferior to others?”
"Let alone whether his Demon Clan's Wu-killing Sword can restrain our Demon Clan, so what if it can?”
"We are all under the Dutian Divine Fiend, and when god father's true body appears, who are we afraid of?”
At this moment, the hot-tempered Zhurong immediately retorted.
"That's right. Our Wu Tribe is the orthodox of the Wilderness. How can we be inferior to others?”
"Let's go back to the clan and call our men to kill the nest of that three-legged bird.”
"Right, right, right. Kill the three-legged bird's nest.”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery shouted one after another. They did not take Taiqing Saint's words to heart at all.
This made Laozi extremely depressed.
"A group of boors…What a bunch of boors."
After muttering to himself, Laozi finally dispersed his holy will and disappeared.
However, what I didn't know was that not all the Ancestors of Sorcery were boorish and didn't pay attention to his reminder.
This was because Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu remembered his words.
At this moment, Houtu's beautiful eyes were shining. She looked in the direction where He Tu and Luo Shu had escaped.
"Hong Yun huh…Perhaps I can get in touch with him.”
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