At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Zhu Rong and Gonggong had turned into gigantic giants, thrust into the sky, and fought to the death. Looking at their fight, it was obvious that real fire had been unleashed, and no one was holding back.
In the distance, Lin Heng saw the other ten members of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They all looked ugly, but they did not stop them. This made Lin Heng feel strange.
He shook his head secretly, shouting in his heart that people's hearts are unpredictable!
After thinking for a moment, Lin Heng called Hou Tu, who raised his head and looked in his direction. Lin Heng nodded to him. Hou Tu smiled slightly and immediately called Lin Heng to explain what happened this time.
In fact, the fight between Zhu Rong and Gonggong was not just once. Not only him, but also the shaman disciples of other tribes had fought with each other. Even the ancestral shamans of their respective tribes had quarreled and fought. Among them, Zhu Rong and Gonggong had the most intense fights.
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This time, the two fought again. Although the ancestral witches looked bad, they didn't take it too seriously, because they had fought seven or eight times in the past few thousand years. I'm afraid they themselves didn't expect that the two would arrive.
The point where life and death are facing each other.
The reason why Zhu Rong and Gonggong fight is actually very simple. They used to fight over trivial matters, and it's the same this time. To be honest, it has nothing to do with the two of them. It's a matter in their respective tribes, and they
The two of them were completely involved.
In the Zhurong tribe, there was a great shaman who forged a knife of very good quality. He was very happy and showed it around. A few days later, the sword was lost. The great shaman was furious and searched frantically. Later, the great shaman of the Gonggong tribe found
It was found on his body, but the great witch was dead. The knife was just there. Originally, this was nothing, but what was serious was that it happened to be seen by people from the Gonggong tribe. So the fact that the great witch of the Zhurong tribe killed the great witch of the Gonggong tribe was
The news spread. For this reason, Gonggong went to Zhu Rong for his theory, but Zhu Rong also had a point. If the truth didn't make sense, he would just use false reasoning and accuse the people of your Gonggong tribe of stealing things.
Suddenly, the two parties became angry and started fighting.
After hearing this, Lin Heng could only pat his head. He stood outside and knew at a glance that this was a conspiracy, because there were too many coincidences. For example, how did the great shaman of the Gonggong tribe enter the Zhurong tribe? How did he do it?
Dead? Wait, these are all doubtful points. But in the game, there are some things you just can't see through. Let alone the brains of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
‘I still need to remind you!’ With a sigh, Lin Heng sent a message to Hou Tu and said, “Sister Hou Tu, this is strange. It may be someone else’s conspiracy and trap. You should be careful.”
Hou Tu is not stupid either. He was in the game before, and because of Zhu Rong, Gong Gong always fought, and didn't take it seriously. At this time, after Lin Heng reminded him, he also felt that something was wrong. Yes, why are there so many disputes in the Wu clan?
What? We used to live together. It is understandable that there would be disputes, but now they are separated. Why are they still entangled? And what happened this time...
She thought about it carefully and her face became very ugly. Hou Tu did not dare to hesitate and immediately told Di Jiang and others about her thoughts. When they heard this, their faces changed greatly.
"Stop them!"
Dijiang roared, and the ten people immediately flew up, and each of them grew larger. In an instant, twelve giants stood at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, two of them struggled together, and ten of them pulled the two of them, pulling them hard.
They separate.
This scene doesn't look like a fight between quasi-saint-level ancestral wizards. It's completely a fight between rogues.
"You two, stop it. This time we may be plotted by the demon clan..." Di Jiang roared, and his voice rang in Zhu Rong and Gonggong's ears, and even echoed around. People here
Everyone heard what he said, but everyone here is a human spirit, so how could they not think of this? Therefore, his words had no impact at all.
However, these words had little impact on everyone, but they had a greater impact on Zhu Rong and Gonggong. The two of them looked at Di Jiang almost at the same time, widened their eyes, and immediately said murderously: "Monster clan? What do you mean?
Did the demon clan plot against us?"
"You two idiots, think about it carefully..." Di Jiang cursed again, with an angry mood on his face. The two of them calmed down a little after looking at it, and carefully thought about what happened in these years.
Everyone was breaking out in a cold sweat. There had been too many fights between the two in the past, many of which seemed like nothing at the time, but now that I think about it, there were probably too many coincidences.
Although the two guys are now filled with anger, they are not fools yet. This makes it clear that they may really be plotted by the demon clan.
"Dijun, Taiyi, you two damn bastards!" Zhu Rong roared, raising his head and staring at the sky. His whole body was completely covered in flames. If it weren't for his brothers pulling him, this guy would definitely rush forward and fight the demon clan desperately. Then
Bian Gonggong is not good either, but compared to Zhu Rong's violent temper, he is much calmer and more restrained. Coupled with the deep impression Hongjun left on them, he does not want to fight with the demon clan like Zhu Rong.
Work hard.
Di Jiang saw that both of them had calmed down, exhaled, and said: "We must be careful in the future, those demon clan things are too insidious."
"Hmph! There are still three thousand years left in the ten thousand year period. After three thousand years, I will definitely destroy the demon clan." The gloomy Zhu Jiuyin also became angry in a rare moment, with cold light shining in his eyes.
In the sky, Emperor Jun, Taiyi and other powerful monsters who were hiding in the dark to observe the battle between the Wu Clan all had ugly expressions. Originally, they all thought that the plan was successful, but they didn’t expect that there were smart people in the Wu Clan who managed to turn this battle around.
The disaster is resolved invisibly.
"Damn it!" Di Jun cursed secretly, and said to the people around him: "Let's go back!"
The demon clan members left, and the onlookers around them also left, leaving only the twelve ancestral witches who were full of anger. However, they slowly dispersed, leaving only a place of devastation. Perhaps the only one suffering was the human race.
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This war affected a wide area, but for the Lich and Lich tribes, they had nothing to do because they were strong enough. The human race was different. They didn't know how to practice. Even if they instinctively swallowed spiritual energy, they wouldn't know how to do it.
There have been great achievements, but in the face of such a disaster, many people in the human race died.
There were 100,000 newborn humans. After experiencing the pain of growing up, they left 30,000 people, and then slowly increased, and the number soon exceeded 100 million. However, after this disaster, the human race was once again knocked back to its original shape.
There are less than a million humans left.
The human race didn’t know anything about this disaster, but they knew that this place was an unknown place, so many people had the idea of migrating away. Slowly, this idea took shape among the human race, and they began to grow up.
They left Buzhou Mountain in groups and headed east.
Living in Buzhou Mountain, although the human race will encounter disasters, it is definitely a happy one. Leaving Buzhou Mountain, the real suffering of the human race will begin.
High in the air, Lin Heng observed the migration of the human race with a very conflicted expression. If he took action, he would definitely make the human race live a better life, but without this kind of experience, how could the human race grow into a self-reliant race? And this migration, obviously
Who would care if the human race is placed in the eyes of all powerful beings and cannot stay in Buzhou Mountain?
Therefore, Lin Heng did not move, he just watched.
From Buzhou Mountain to Kunlun, this short distance has become the celestial being of the human race. Many people died on the road. It was difficult for them to find food after leaving Buzhou Mountain, and they would be attacked by monsters, often in groups.
Many people died, but some people survived and continued to move forward. Similarly, some people who survived were unwilling to leave, so they settled on the spot and built new tribes.
There are less than a million people, and it is even rarer to wake up all the way. By the time some tribes arrive at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the number of humans is already less than 100,000. However, compared to before, the human race has established hundreds of tribes, and has never
Zhoushan extends to Kunlun Mountain.
The number of resettled humans began to increase again, but their upward trend was a fluctuating curve. After a few decades, their number increased a lot, but then it immediately dropped because they faced more dangers, especially
It was the attack by the monsters that left the human race without the power to resist. Many tribes were wiped out as a result, and those who were safe also multiplied rapidly, at an alarming rate.
No, the human race at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains originally had only about 200 people, but more than a hundred years later, it turned into a large tribe of 100,000 people. This growth rate alarmed the Sanqing cultivators in the Kunlun Mountains.
On Qilin Cliff, the Three Pure Ones gathered together. A water mirror in front showed the living conditions of the human race. I squinted my eyes and asked Yuanshi, Tongtian said: "Two worthy brothers, what do you think of this human race?"
"If your qualifications are too poor, you won't achieve much." Yuan Shi said with a glance, and Tong Tian nodded, agreeing with his second brother's words.
I didn't say much, just nodded. But no one knew what he was thinking.
That's right, compared to those monsters, witches, and humans, the human race is really not good enough. They are born with Taoism and can practice quickly at the beginning, but their origin is too weak and they will not achieve much. The top one is Daluo Jinxian.
Unless there is a great opportunity, there will be no breakthrough. But... the development and growth rate of the human race is really shocking. Even I have to think that if the human race continues to develop like this, there will be other living beings in the prehistoric era.
Space?
Here, Sanqing has his own thoughts, and over there, Lin Heng is also carefully recording everything about the human race.
In the prehistoric times, various dangers caused people to migrate continuously. Except for a few tribes, most of them who left Buzhou Mountain were destroyed. The rest just migrated, migrated, and migrated again.
Slowly, the direction of their migration changed. In addition to the people who came to Buzhou Mountain, there were also human races in other directions. It could be said that they were blooming in all directions. But just like this, they faced more demon races, all kinds of monsters.
The human race is killing all kinds of monsters. Some monster beasts with high cultivation have discovered the characteristics of the human race and devour them wantonly.
Lin Heng also looked at this situation, but he didn't take action. He had already taken action before, three times, and saved three tribes of humans. But he knew that he couldn't take too many actions, otherwise he would definitely attract trouble.
Others noticed, so he kept watching after that.
Now, he didn't care about the demon clan devouring the human race, and let him leave.
"Alas!" Lin Heng sighed, looking at the departing demon clan from a distance. He knew that the disaster for the human race had begun.
