MM Racing Chapter 204 Kicking Nuwa and Laozi Out
Chapter 204 Kicking Nuwa and Laozi Out
East China Sea coast.
The thunder rolled.
Above the sky, the sea of thunder boiled.
Tiandao approved the oath made by Suirenshi.
Humans and witches are not in conflict, and if there is no end to death, one side will perish.
When everyone heard Suirenshi's oath, they couldn't help being shocked.
A cold light flashed in Di Jiang's eyes, he must destroy the human race today.
"Suirenshi, you really want to die."
"Today, our witch clan will completely destroy the human race."
Zhu Rong said angrily that he was humiliated in Wuzhuang Temple and couldn't vent at all.
"Zhu Rong, if you want to exterminate the clan, aren't you afraid that Nuwa and Taiqing Laozi will blame you?"
Bai Ze said slowly, he dug a big hole for Zhu Rong.
Nüwa is the Holy Mother of the human race, she created the human race to become holy.
Taiqing Laozi established the human religion, using the luck and merit of the human race to become a saint.
If the Wu Clan wants to destroy the Human Clan, they must pass the level of Nuwa and Laozi.
"Hahaha"
Zhu Rong laughed like a fool.
Seeing what he said below, Fuxi was shocked and wanted to kill Zhu Rong.
"Bai Ze, are you an idiot?"
"The witch clan slaughtered so many people, have you ever seen a saint make a move?"
"If it wasn't for the consent of Nuwa and the Taiqing sage, how dare we attack the human race."
No one noticed that when Zhu Rong said this, there was a gleam in his eyes.
It seems that the Wu clan are not all dull iron fools.
The voice fell, shocking the people present.
Top-notch power, without Nuwa and Laozi's secret promise, the Wu clan would certainly not wantonly massacre the clan.
However, this truth has long been hidden.
Now that Zhu Rong put this on the table, the impact is not good.
"Zhu Rong, you are courting death."
Fuxi looked ugly, he grabbed the Lingbao and killed Zhu Rong.
"Friend Fuxi, please stop."
"When the human race is destroyed, I, Di Jiang, will personally apologize to you."
Di Jiang played the law of space to block Fuxi.
The battle is imminent, and we can't fight it ourselves first.
"Fellow Daoist Di Jiang, you, that's all."
"It's still quickly destroying the human race."
Fuxi was depressed, he felt that the situation was beyond his control.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches seemed not as simple as he imagined.
As soon as Zhu Rong said this.
Nuwa from Wahuangtian and Laozi from Shouyang Mountain felt bad for a moment.
If it wasn't for the fact that saints could not act in the prehistoric world, they would have crushed Zhu Rong long ago.
Suiren's, Youchao's, Ziyi's.
When they heard Zhu Rong's words, they showed sadness.
Before, they expected that it was Nuwa and Lao Tzu who agreed that the Wu clan dared to slaughter the clan.
But there is still a trace of fantasy in their hearts.
Now, after listening to Zhu Rong's words, the last trace of fantasy also vanished, fleeting.
The Holy Mother of the Human Race, the leader of the Human Religion.
It's really sad that no one cares about the life and death of the human race.
Looking at the depressed human race, Kunpeng couldn't help showing an unbelievable smile.
This smile was not noticed by others.
Nu Wa occupies [-]% of the luck of the human race, and Lao Tzu occupies [-]%.
Now that the human race has a trace of background, these two people should be out.
Originally, Kunpeng wanted to use the luck of the two of them to feed back the luck of the human race.
In the end, after thinking about it again and again, he still wanted to completely control the human race in his hands.
After all, Nuwa created the human race, so some of her human luck will definitely remain.
But that old man, not necessarily.
"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement."
"Saints are not benevolent. From now on, our human race will no longer depend on other people, and the human race should be self-reliant."
Kunpeng's words were sonorous and powerful, and his voice spread throughout the prehistoric world.
Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement.
These words were passed from Minghe to Kunpeng.
"The human race should strengthen itself"
The trillions of human races murmured to themselves.
The original grief turned into a heart full of passion.
"The human race should strengthen itself."
Under the leadership of the third ancestor of the human race, all the clansmen shouted loudly.
The sound shook the universe and swept the heavens and worlds.
The prehistoric creatures were all shocked by the arrogance and ambition of the human race.
The originally weak luck of the human race soared in an instant.
And the tenacity of luck is far more than before.
The human race has completely transformed.
They are no longer dependent on the high saint.
It is to rely on one's own blood to gain a place to live and work in the prehistoric.
Hearing the shouts of the human race, the corner of Styx's mouth twitched at 33 Chongtian, revealing a satisfied smile.
Although he will not protect the human race everywhere.
But the growth of this human race really pleased him.
The human race enjoys great luck and has a bright future.
Kunpeng is also full of fighting spirit, he has really regarded himself as the teacher of the human race.
He was the monster master of the monster race, and now he is also the human master of the human race.
The oath of enlightening the prehistoric and myriad spirits has been fulfilled here.
"Humanity prevails."
"Our Lady Nuwa created our human race, so I should enjoy the sacrifices of the human race, and Nuwa should occupy [-]% of the luck of the human race."
"The human race suffered a catastrophe, and Nu Wa watched the human race suffer. This matter is not tolerated."
"From now on, Nuwa can only enjoy luck and not intervene in the affairs of the human race. If there is any violation, I will definitely kill you."
Kunpeng raised his head and looked up at the sky, his words were sonorous and forceful.
After offering the Kongtong seal, the golden dragon of good luck roared loudly.
In the voice, there is the unwillingness of the human race, as well as the full fighting spirit.
When the third ancestor of the human race heard this, although he couldn't bear it a bit, he quickly reacted.
It is better for them to decide the affairs of the human race.
"Fate of the human race, take it."
When Kunpeng exerted his mana, the Kongtong seal shone brightly.
Nuwa, who was in Wahuangtian, was furious.
"Kunpeng, you are courting death."
Nu Wa let out a yell, her face twisted directly, ferocious.
The luck of the human race that she occupies is constantly being stripped away.
[-]% luck, only [-]% left.
Immediately afterwards, Nuwa's cultivation unexpectedly regressed.
Fortunately, she responded in time.
Otherwise, Nuwa's holy position will not be guaranteed.
"Kunpeng, I will crush you to ashes."
Nuwa was incompetently annoyed.
Her strength has declined now, and due to the situation, she no longer dares to attack Kunpeng.
If she hurt Kunpeng under the watchful eyes of the human race.
Then there is not much left of her last [-]% luck.
Nuwa, she simply closed her consciousness and entered the deepest retreat of Wahuangtian.
As everyone knows, she has lost something extremely important in this retreat.
However, Nuwa didn't notice it.
East China Sea coast.
Kunpeng's words were not over yet.
I saw him holding the Kongtong seal with a solemn face.
"As for human education."
"Taiqing Laozi established a human religion, and he became a saint with the help of the luck of the human race."
"The cause and effect of Jindan Dao and sanctification have long been clear."
"Today, my teacher, Kunpeng, used the Kongtong seal to strip away the luck of the human race occupied by Lao Tzu."
"From now on, there will be no one in the human race to teach."
"The human race does not respect Lao Tzu, but only humanity."
Kunpeng was impassioned and directly kicked Laozi Taiqing out of the game.