In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Nameless mountains.

Zhen Yuanzi had regained his previous excitement, and his expression gradually returned to its usual calmness, but he was still a little moved in his heart, and he couldn't help but speak.

“Fellow Daoist Guchuan, to be honest, you can enter the underground tunnel.

But the Wu Clan's luck is now like a raging fire, soaring into the sky, and it is not something that ordinary people can accept. If I were to enter it, it would be somewhat detrimental to my cultivation."

But Guchuan didn't say much. Instead, he tore the starlight mist in front of him, revealing a thin layer of earth membrane outside.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I will go to the human tribe and then take you to the Netherworld. Then you will understand the treatment and consequences of joining the Witch Clan!"

This……

After much deliberation, Zhen Yuanzi finally opened the fetal membrane of the earth in front of him.

The opportunity to become a saint is an opportunity that all living beings in the prehistoric world can only dream of but cannot obtain.

If I miss it, I will probably regret it for the rest of my life. Besides, what's the point of following Guchuan to the human race and the underworld?

I am not a witch, so I won’t be affected by too much karma.

Although the demon tribe might think that I have joined the witch tribe, so what?

If I return to Wuzhuang Temple and become one with my original body, and with the protection of the Book of the Earth, who in the world can break my defense?

The two did not stay here for long.

In a moment, the two arrived at a human tribe thousands of miles away.

However, when they arrived here, Guchuan and Zhen Yuanzi's expressions changed.

Above the human tribe.

A demon king with wolf hands and tiger tail is waving the soul-fixing banner in his hand, continuously extracting the souls of humans.

In the human tribe, one martial arts master after another rushed towards the demon king.

He burned his own blood, soul, and roared continuously, but he could not hurt the demon king at all. Instead, he was slapped away by the demon king and turned into blood mist and dissipated in the sky and earth.

Guchuan instantly came in front of the demon king and threw a punch. Lightning flashed and the space shook.

The power of the Daluo Jinxian was extremely terrifying. He killed the demon king in an instant and seized the soul-fixing banner in his hand.

It’s a pity that all the humans in this tribe have been slaughtered, and the few remaining martial arts masters have not died.

However, these people had burned too much of their own blood, energy and soul, and were already dying.

Even so, several people still struggled to stand up and wanted to salute this powerful ancient warrior who was willing to help them avenge their hatred.

"Don't get up!"

Furukawa pointed at a few people and comforted them.

He then recorded the souls of several people, and when they reached the underworld, he would allow them to reincarnate as humans again.

At this moment, one of the seriously injured people suddenly opened his eyes wide, breathing rapidly, and his face was full of disbelief.

"You are the Holy Master!"

"Hahaha, yes, it was Saint Master Guchuan. He helped us survive this disaster!"

"Master Saint, I regret it! I regret not practicing martial arts well!

If there is an afterlife, I will definitely practice martial arts diligently until all the demons in the world are wiped out..."

Several humans came back to their senses from their shock at this moment, and there was regret in their eyes.

Afterwards, the remaining energy, blood, and souls in their bodies could no longer sustain them in this world, and they all died.

Furukawa looked a little unhappy.

Zhen Yuanzi also shook his head slightly at this moment, feeling a little pity.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was a person with great supernatural powers in the ancient times, and he had witnessed the fierce battles between the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn. Although he felt sympathy at this moment, he did not take any big action.

for a long time.

Guchuan turned around and looked at Zhen Yuanzi and asked.

"If all the demons in the world were to engage in such a murderous trend, how long could they withstand it based on their luck and merit?"

Zhen Yuanzi has great supernatural powers and naturally has learned it. He can watch the fire of karma burning the body, and answered.

"The demon race's luck and merit are comparable to immeasurable, but with such killing, a catastrophe is sure to occur within ten thousand years!"

At this moment, Guchuan shook his head slightly, picked up the soul-fixing banner and the souls of several humans who had left their bodies, and gave a correct answer.

"Four hundred and fifty years from now, when Daozu's ban ends, that's when the demon race will take action. How can they wait ten thousand years?"

"Come on, follow me into the underworld, and you will understand why I say this, and why, after you present the Book of Earth, you will be able to achieve the status of a Saint of the Earth!"

Zhen Yuanzi silently followed Gu Chuan, who thought he was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

But he felt complicated and didn't know how to tell it.

However, from this angle that Zhen Yuanzi had never seen, a spatial crack appeared inside the body of the demon king, tearing his flesh apart.

The Witch-Slaying Sword that was nurtured in his body was collected by Guchuan.

……

Demon Clan Heaven.

Demon Palace.

In this place, golden light is dazzling and heat waves are blowing in your face, enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

Everything in it is made of the essence of the sun's gold, which can not only destroy evil, but also help Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun enhance their own cultivation.

But at this moment, Di Jun, who was sitting on the throne of the Demon King, had a slightly ugly expression on his face.

Donghuang Taiyi was playing with the Donghuang Bell in his hand, his face gloomy and he cursed after a long time.

"This Zhen Yuanzi actually dared to get so close to the Wu Clan. It seems that after the ten thousand year period is over, I must visit his Wuzhuang Temple! This damn guy!!!"

Di Jun's face was gloomy, but he said nothing. He just continued to deduce the various things about the Wu clan, but still got nothing.

The Witch Clan has now allied with the Ancestor of the Styx. If they can get help from Zhen Yuanzi's Book of the Earth, they will definitely be able to restore the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to its previous level.

Although the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array had been strengthened by more than 10% during these ten thousand years, it was still unable to quickly defeat the eleven ancestor witches, which was really frustrating.

Bai Ze stood up at this moment and said respectfully.

"Demon King, the Witch-Slaying Sword I refined can now be successfully forged in just ten years!

At that time, we can use this thing to eliminate the middle-level strongmen of the witch clan and gain the upper hand for our demon clan.

But... the killing of humans is a bit too little. If we can do more, we will definitely be able to create a witch-killing sword that can hurt the ancestor witch!"

Donghuang Taiyi suddenly slapped his armrest, and suddenly the sound of fine iron was heard, echoing throughout the huge Demon King Palace, and he roared angrily.

"Then kill them! The human race, a mere ant-like race, actually dares to compete with us for the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth. If it weren't for the Saint Nuwa, I would have completely destroyed them long ago!"

The Emperor also looked displeased, but he still gave instructions.

"We must not wantonly massacre the human race. At the very least, we must not displease Saint Nuwa. Otherwise, we will not be able to withstand the Saint's wrath!"

"However, we can kill as many of those human martial arts practitioners as possible. Their essence, blood, and souls are the best materials for refining the Witch-Slaying Sword!"

Bai Ze bowed slightly before leaving the Demon King's Palace and hurried to the prehistoric world to urge the Demon King to take action again, wipe out the human race, and seize their essence, blood, and soul.

However, in the underworld, the wrath of Saint Pingxin has reached its peak and is about to erupt.