Wu Huaishi closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

It’s not that he’s not brave enough, it’s that the gap in strength is too big!

Father of humanity, come and save your people!

puff!

The familiar weapon cut into the flesh and bone, and Wu Huaishi collapsed on the ground helplessly.

After so many years of hard work, we still haven’t been able to save our clan members...

"The bold demon wolf dares to kill my human race, die!"

With a roar, Lu Xinghe chopped off Jin Bei's wolf head with a sword.

That sword was so fast that Jin Bei didn't react at all.

Poor Jin Bei didn't understand until his death how a powerful human race could appear.

Didn’t the Golden Sword Ancestor tell him that the most powerful ones here are only the immortals?

Lu Xinghe took action with anger and quickly defeated a thousand wolf soldiers.

Looking at the Wuhuai tribe with little damage, Lu Xinghe let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately it came in time!

Wuhuai knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Father of the Human Race, for saving me, otherwise our tribe would be doomed!"

All the people of the Wuhuai tribe knelt down and thanked Lu Xinghe for his great kindness.

Compared to Nuwa, he is so qualified as the father of the human race!

Done!

Lu Xinghe waved to them with a smile on his face, said a few words of encouragement and was about to leave, when an accident happened.

A meteor fell from the sky and fell towards the human race below.

"not good!"

Lu Xinghe's expression changed drastically, he held up his shield and faced him.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and Lu Xinghe blocked the meteor with all his strength.

His hands were trembling under the violent impact.

It is too difficult for one person to carry down the Little Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation!

Lu Xinghe drove the flying sword to shoot around: "Who? Who is plotting against me? Get out right now!"

"Hahaha..., Lu Xinghe, today is the day you die!"

The demon clan hiding in the valley all showed up, and the leader turned out to be Fuxi.

As he appeared, a huge Bagua formation fell down, covering Lu Xinghe.

Lu Xinghe, who was in the formation, looked extremely embarrassed.

If it were just Fuxi, he would still have the strength to fight.

But there were twelve demon saints standing behind Fuxi, which made him feel completely heartbroken.

How to fight this?

No matter how strong he is, there is no way he can withstand twelve demon saints!

Trap, it's a trap!

Lu Xinghe's heart trembled, and he looked around vigilantly, looking for hidden enemies.

The other party has set up such a big killing plan, and the leader is definitely not Fuxi!

There are only two forces in the heaven that can send out ten demon saints at once.

One is the Demon Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun, the Lords of Heaven. They have over a hundred demon saints under their command, so naturally there are twelve of them.

But if heaven takes action, it must be Taiyi himself.

Taiyi will drive the Donghuang Bell to lock Lu Xinghe and not give Lu Xinghe a chance to escape.

Since it is not Taiyi, there is only another possibility.

Nuwa, damn Nuwa!

Lu Xinghe looked at the sky in despair, his heart filled with sadness.

Ants are always ants, and they still haven't escaped the sage's calculations.

It's just that she took action herself, why did she need to send so many demon saints?

Seeing Lu Xinghe in a daze, Fuxi couldn't help but sneered: "Lu Xinghe, do you choose to die yourself or the human race? Hahaha..."

Xiao Zhoutian's star formation was fully activated, and meteors transformed by mana fell one after another.

"brute!"

Lu Xinghe was furious and rushed forward to fend off the meteor.

If one was accidentally missed, the human race would suffer heavy casualties.

Unexpectedly, Fuxi was so cruel that he would threaten himself with the life and death of the human race.

Fortunately, he is still qualified to be the first emperor of the human race!

Meteors kept falling, and Lu Xinghe tried his best to resist them.

One person can fight against the Thirteen Great Demon Saints!

Lu Xinghe's beating became more and more difficult, and he was soon injured internally, and blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

It's not that he's not strong, it's that the enemy is too shameless!

If facing an enemy normally, he can choose to dodge and does not need to shoulder the falling meteors.

But now, he has to bear it hard!

What he carries is not a shooting star, but the hope of humanity.

Once he can't bear it anymore, the human race in heaven will lose hope!

Nuwa, who was hiding in the Wa palace to avoid suspicion, was smiling from ear to ear.

Is it so easy to bear the important responsibility of being the father of the human race?

Just wait, he will regret becoming the father of this human race even if he is a ghost!

It's not that I regret being the father of the human race, but that I regret dying to defend the human race...

Meteors fell one after another, and Lu Xinghe tried his best to resist them again and again.

At first, he could block the meteors just by shaking his hand.

Slowly, the corners of his mouth began to bleed, and every time he blocked the blood, the blood increased.

Finally, he started to spurt blood, blocking the flow and spraying blood.

Seeing that Lu Xinghe was dying, Fuxi felt extremely happy: "Lu Xinghe, I asked you to collude with the Wu clan to harm me, today is your retribution!"

Fuxi, who was inexplicably blocked by the ancestral witch, naturally found out the truth afterwards.

It turns out that Lu Xinghe and Jiufeng got along well and leaked his whereabouts.

In addition, half of his life was taken away by Jiufeng, and I don't know how many bones were broken in his body.

Under the old and new grudges, he wished that Lu Xinghe would die soon.

Carry it, carry it hard!

It's best to carry him alive so that he can breathe a sigh of relief!

Seeing Lu Xinghe vomiting blood and dying soon, Wu Huaishi cried out in pain.

"Father of the human race, you have done enough for the human race, please leave quickly..."

Wu Huaishi saw clearly that even if Lu Xinghe died, the tribe could not be saved.

With a thousand demon soldiers dead, the demon clan will definitely not let the tribe go.

There are thirteen demon saints, and any one of them can easily defeat the tribe.

Rather than die together, it would be better to let Lu Xinghe escape.

One day, I can also avenge the tribe!

Lu Xinghe's hurt heart instantly warmed up, and when he was about to refuse a few words, another person's voice suddenly sounded.

"We can't leave. If he leaves, we will be dead!"

As the leader of the Wuhuai tribe, Wuhuai's prestige is extremely high.

No one ever dares to question the decisions he makes.
To be continued...