Hong Huang: I turned evil at the beginning, but I swear to never be a resentful person!

The three ancestors of the human race stood tall in the sky, full of vigor and vitality, as if they were in control of the world.

"We won!"

"We humans have won!"

"we won!"

"..."

Following the victory declaration of the three ancestors of the human race, the surviving human warriors all roared in anger, venting their emotions.

The human race defeated the witch race.

Not only did the human race itself not expect this result, even the prehistoric creatures who were paying attention to this battle did not expect this.

And the outcome was that the witch tribe fled in panic, allowing the human race to win.

Ever since the witches and liches began to fight each other on the ancient land, the witch clan has not been able to escape.

Even if they were forced to self-destruct by the demons, they would not choose to escape.

But now they have been beaten away by humans!

And he fled in panic.

It's simply unheard of and unbelievable!

Immediately afterwards, the three human tribes assembled the human army and invited ancestor Kunpeng and other high-level demon court officials to visit the human ancestral land.

The war between humans and witches came to an end, causing countless creatures to marvel at it.

……

The Wu clan was defeated and fled back to Mount Buzhou.

He was full of vigor when he left, but came back listless and as pale as death.

For a time, the entire Wu Clan was shrouded in a shadow, and Di Jiang, the leader of the Wu Clan, was even more worried.

After the witch clan was defeated, everyone was filled with gloom and sorrow.

They also didn't know why they were so afraid of the [Witch-Slaying Sword] in the hands of the Third Ancestor of the Human Race.

When they saw the sword, the witch clan felt as if they had seen their natural enemy. Instinctive fear took over their hearts, forcing them to flee.

Embarrassing!

It's so embarrassing!

Ah!

"Oh no!"

"Big brother!"

“My arm won’t grow back!”

Zhu Rong suddenly stood up, cried for his parents and ran towards Dijiang, his face full of tears.

The arm that was cut off by the [Witch-Slaying Sword] was still bleeding.

No matter how hard Zhu Rong tried to stimulate it, it just wouldn't grow, and for a moment Zhu Rong was panicked.

No arms!

I can’t do the hand gesture dance at night…

This……

All the witches in the hall immediately stood up and surrounded Zhurong.

Each ancestor witch stepped forward and used his own blood to give life to Zhu Rong's injured arm, but the result was the same.

Bleed or bleed...

"this!!"

Di Jiang's face was full of shock. He didn't expect that the huge black sword was so powerful.

The wounds to the witch clan were so severe that they could not heal.

"Big brother!"

"How to do!"

"I don't want to lose my hand!"

"Big brother..."

Zhu Rong kept crying to Di Jiang...

The entire Pangu Temple fell into silence.

With the example of Zhu Rong, who would dare to fight against the human race?

Once your head is chopped off by that black sword, it will be true death.

Self-destruction can also leave a heart behind, allowing them to be resurrected.

If you get beheaded, you're really going to die.

Only now did they understand the fear of their natural enemy that arose in their hearts when they saw the black sword.

The ancient witches were silent...

The ancient witches encountered setbacks, and one of them once again thought of the father god Pangu.

Qiang Liang spoke loudly.

"Big brother!"

"Should we ask the Father's will?"

"Perhaps Father God has a solution?"

After being reminded by Qiang Liang, the ancient witches seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

"Correct!"

“We still have the Father!”

"We are the blood descendants of Father God!"

"Father God will not watch us being bullied!"

"..."

For a moment, the entire Pangu Temple was in an uproar, and the ancestor witch was immersed in his own fantasy.

"it is good!"

Di Jiang's face was also full of excitement. In his heart, he believed that there was no problem that their Father God could not solve.

The reason why the Wu clan is so powerful is because of the blessing of Pangu.

At this time, Dijiang's face became serious and he spoke loudly.

"Second brother!"

"You and your brothers should prepare for the sacrifice to the Father God!"

"promise!"

"Qiangliang!"

"Ask the great witches in each tribe to investigate the origin of the black sword of the human race!"

"We can't miss any opportunity to investigate!"

"promise!"

"Eleventh sister!"

"Go find your twelfth sister and tell her about the witch tribe's crisis..."

"..."

Then Dijiang instructed the ancestor witches one thing at a time, which was enough to show Dijiang's leadership wisdom.

……

The ancestral land of the human race.

Haha!

The human and demon warriors laughed and drank happily, having a great time.

Suihuo raised his wine glass and smiled at Patriarch Kunpeng.

"Ancestor Kunpeng has joined this battle!"

"If it weren't for the timely gift of the [Witch-Slaying Sword] given by Ancestor Kunpeng, the human race would not have been able to defeat the witch race!"

"On behalf of the human race, the Suihuo clan would like to thank Ancestor Kunpeng!"

"Shennong thanks ancestor Kunpeng on behalf of the human race!"

"Youchao clan thanks ancestor Kunpeng on behalf of the human race!"

Haha!

Ancestor Kunpeng felt the respect from the human race, and he felt very satisfied.

Ever since he was killed by Zhen Yuanzi once, even if he recovered and returned to the Demon Court, he was not respected as much as he is today.

It greatly satisfied his inner vanity.

But a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and in his heart he kept cursing the stupidity of the human race.

Then he put on an embarrassed look and said.

"Three!"

"You're welcome!"

"You are the race created by our demon race, Saint Nuwa!"

"The demons should help the humans, that's what they should do!"

"It's just..."

"Nothing!"

"Ancestor Kunpeng, please feel free to speak!"

When Suihuo saw that Patriarch Kunpeng paused, he asked hurriedly.

"Then I will not be ambiguous!"

Ancestor Kunpeng put on a very sincere attitude and spoke in a very serious expression.

"The [Witch-Slaying Sword] is a treasure that our Demon Emperor Fuxi spent a huge amount of money to refine!"

"This time we are just lending it to the human race to defeat the witch race!"

"Now the witch tribe has been driven away!"

"We want to bring the [Witch-Slaying Sword] back!"

"Please forgive me, all three!"

At the end of his speech, Patriarch Kunpeng bowed his hands in embarrassment, expressing his helplessness.

The entire scene fell silent.

The three ancestors of the human race looked at each other, and they understood in their hearts.

[The Witch-Slaying Sword] is, after all, a treasure of the demon clan. Now that the witch clan has been driven away, it is natural that the sword should be returned to its original owner.

However, the three ancestors of the human race could not allow this creature to leave the human race’s ancestral land like this.

That is the most precious treasure that can help you defeat the witch clan.

Suihuo smiled and said, "Forgive me! Forgive me!"

"We humans understand!"

"But our human race is still in a critical situation!"

"Can Ancestor Kunpeng be flexible and allow the [Witch-Slaying Sword] to remain in the human race for a while?"

"Once we humans have survived this crisis, we will return the [Witch-Slaying Sword] with both hands!"

"I wonder what Ancestor Kunpeng thinks?"

This time.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to Ancestor Kunpeng, and everyone was looking forward to his answer.

……