The earth is vast, with yellow sand everywhere. The ancient wind blows from the vast river of time. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, everything is like a meteor streaking across the sky. The human emperor roars, the ancestors offer sacrifices, and the great demon roars from the sky and the earth. Countless
Scenes flashed past Huang Xiaobei's eyes like a revolving lantern. In front of that vast sea of images, the past and reality quietly overlapped at this moment.
After a long time, accompanied by countless ancient and vague whispers, a vast, vast, and bizarre ancient world slowly appeared in front of several people.
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Huang Xiaobei's feet stepped on the ancient earth, and what hit him was the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Huang Xiaobei looked in all directions. The sky was dim, the earth was barren, and before the huge sunset on the horizon in the distance, two divine birds spread their wings.
Flying by, the lonely and desolate ancient world appeared before his eyes.
Different from later generations, the ancient earth was dominated by the demon clan. There were countless divine birds and demonic beasts walking around. Huge demonic beasts that had successfully cultivated themselves could be seen fighting and fighting on the earth. In the world, big demons flew across the sky and the giant beasts roared. Many of them had already perished.
Precious divine beasts that have been cultivated for many years can be seen everywhere here, and on the distant land, lines of demonic aura shoot straight into the sky, which are the auras emitted by the most powerful men of the demon clan during their cultivation.
This is the ancient land, where the ancestors of the human race struggled with heaven and earth, and where the bones of emperors and sages of all generations are buried.
Lowering his head slightly, Huang Xiaobei looked at the barren land beneath his feet, and then at the majestic sky in front of him. He had come to the ancient land in person and could not regain his senses for a long time.
Is this the ancient land hundreds of thousands of years ago? He actually came here? Huang Xiaobei's eyes were full of shock and confusion.
At this time, Li Jing and Nezha, who were dressed in silver armor, came to his side. Looking at the ancient place in front of him that he had visited countless times, Li Tianwang said calmly, "This is a repeat of the scene from the past. There is no need to doubt its authenticity."
Authentic, because it was not made up by some great god, but a true account of past history by the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. It was extracted from the Great Way of Heaven and Earth by Your Majesty.
Immortal queens will come here, and there will be someone who will tell them everything about the past. Today, I will accompany you to go through the past again."
Looking at the majestic ancient land in front of him, and looking at a divine bird as huge as Mount Tai that suddenly flew over his head, Huang Xiaobei opened his mouth wide and nodded in horror.
Tang Monk stood next to Huang Xiaobei and sighed in a low voice, "Go and have a look. This poor monk has not gone to worship the emperors and sages of the past generations for hundreds of years."
Under the heavy eyes of Li Jing and Nezha, Huang Xiaobei followed them blankly towards the smoke-filled place ahead.
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This is a gathering place of the human race. The ancestors of the human race hundreds of thousands of years ago have not yet formed the concept of a country and are still living in groups. This is a small branch of the Fang family in the past, with only a few
With a population of thousands, the sufferings that our ancestors have endured for hundreds of thousands of years are being repeated here.
After slashing with the long knife, the angry head rolled down to the ground with splashing blood, followed by the wanton laughter of the demon army.
"Old man, remember, a slave is a slave. If someone dares to swing a knife at me next time, your son will not be the only one who dies."
In Fang's tribe, countless human ancestors dressed in animal skins knelt down in front of the demon army with bright black armor. Their expressions were numb, and they watched blankly as their tribesmen died before their eyes but remained indifferent.
The old patriarch, whose eyes were full of blood and tears, glanced at his son's headless body covered in bruises, and then looked at his eyes filled with anger until his death. At this moment, the old patriarch slowly turned around and saw the son being roasted on the fire.
That young body.
After breaking the limbs of the clan leader's son, he took out his tendons and hamstrings, and finally even opened his chest alive and took out the bright red beating heart. The black wolf general then chopped off the man who dared to wave at him.
The reason for the knifeman's head was that he was unwilling to sacrifice his son for his own enjoyment.
Stepping in front of the fire, the black wolf tore off the child's forearm and put it into his mouth. With his mouth wide open, he tasted it happily, "Well, not bad, the human spirit boy tastes really good."
It’s a top-notch product.”
There are more than a dozen large and small fires behind General Black Wolf. On each fire is a child under five years old roasting. Some children have not died and are still crying and crying in pain. Demon Army
They sat around laughing and drinking. They were so cruel that they even tore off the heads of the children who were still alive and put them into their mouths to feast on them.
The children's parents knelt down in the crowd and did not dare to look at them. At the same time, they kept telling themselves in their hearts that they were slaves and the demon army was their master. They could not disobey their master's orders, otherwise the whole family would be razed to the ground.
Contrary to what everyone imagines, the human race hundreds of thousands of years ago was just a small race in this ancient land. Besides them, there are countless races living on the earth who can continue to practice as long as they have the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Later generations will
The race is called the demon race.
The demon race is born with the ability to practice, and there are many top experts in each race. In contrast, the human race, which reproduces very quickly, cannot practice at all.
No matter how much spiritual energy of heaven and earth is given to them, no matter how good their qualifications are, the strongest people the human race has produced so far are only earth immortals, because they cannot embark on the path of cultivation.
And in this ancient land, being weak is the only mistake.
At that time, the human race was just a vassal of the demon clan, or their slaves...because the human race was born in human form, but the demon clan had to go through the path of transformation, but after they transformed, they also
human form.
The top masters of the demon clan once said that if the human race could cultivate, they would be the most enlightened race in this world. Unfortunately, they could not understand it clearly, so they could only become slaves of our clan.
In the end, when faced with survival and dignity, most human races chose the former.
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The pretty women were pushed to the ground by the demon army and humiliated arbitrarily. Accompanied by the women's cries, the demon army laughed and indulged, their eyes were blood red, and their sharp claws tore the white and tender body beneath them alive. Finally,
Swallowed it into his mouth.
The bloody scene repeated itself again, but the slaves kneeling on the ground just told themselves over and over in their hearts that they were slaves, talking animals, and that the human race was the lowest race in the world, because they did not know how to practice and could only
Living under the protection of the Demon Court. Therefore, they cannot resist and should not resist. Those who resist will harm the whole clan. They can survive as long as they make their master happy... and surviving is more important than anything else.
It's important, isn't it?
After eating the grandson of the old patriarch, the black wolf general burped and came to the old patriarch who was trembling and bowing his head. He narrowed his eyes with a smile and said, "Old man, I, the black wolf, have been very good to you slaves, haven't you?
Go and have a look at other tribes. The general is asking you to contribute your tribe’s most potential soul boys to me every month for my enjoyment. But in the end, there are still people who dare to resist? Why doesn’t your son want to give up his own child? You slaves
Isn’t the meaning of life just to keep giving birth to our demon clan and become our inexhaustible slaves? You who don’t even know how to practice, shouldn’t you be grateful to be able to become servants?”
Black Wolf sneered, "A race as useless as the human race, apart from becoming the slaves of my demon race, does it have any merit at all?"
The vigorous young man raised his head, and his angry gaze was fixed on the back of the black wolf general. But the next second, with the cold snort of the black wolf, the body of the unwilling young man exploded in an instant.
Come on.
His blood was sprinkled on the surrounding slaves, but the slaves did not react at all. They just knelt on the ground humbly and did not dare to raise their heads.
Seeing another clan member die, the old clan leader slowly raised his old face full of blood and tears. He forced himself to squeeze out a smile and said, "You are right, next month, next month it will definitely not happen."
If something like this happens again, my clan will be slaves, and I, the Fang clan, will serve you forever."
All the slaves, led by the old patriarch, knelt down on the ground again, shouting "Long live the mountain", but all they got in exchange was the mocking laughter of the black wolf general.
"Yes, yes, humans, blood-eating animals." All the demon soldiers present laughed loudly, and the slaves trembled and knelt down.
Seeing all this, Huang Xiaobei stood here stunned.
Is this the human race of the ancient earth? Is this his ancestor?
The children were eaten by the monsters as food, and even those children were still calling their parents for help, but their parents were indifferent. Women were humiliated, and those who wanted to resist died in front of you, but you still didn't do anything.
Reaction? Don’t you have any dignity at all? The demon army treats you as livestock, and you yourself also treat yourselves as livestock?!
Huang Xiaobei stood there, clenching his fists tightly.
Nezha looked at this scene angrily and said, "Yes, these are our ancient ancestors. Before we opened up the path of cultivation, we were just slaves of the Demon Court in the past. In their eyes, we were worse than livestock. But
Please remember that our human race has never been anyone’s slave, and we will take back the humiliation suffered today!"
"Let's go and have a look elsewhere." Li Jing turned and left. After Tang Monk came here, he lowered his head and recited the Sutra of Savior. Only Nezha's eyes burned with strong anger. He took one last look at this small tribe and looked at it.
The women who had been humiliated to death looked at the children being roasted on the fire, and looked at the children's ferocious and frightened facial features. Nezha tightened his grip on the fire-tipped spear in his hand and turned around to leave.
The pace is extremely heavy.
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Just like Li Jing said, this is not a scene made up by some great god, but a true reenactment of past history. Huang Xiaobei followed Li Jing along the way and saw a lot and witnessed a lot. The ancient land was more beautiful than he thought.
Countless times more cruel.
"Why hasn't my palace been built yet? What are you slaves doing? What do I want from you!" The huge body slapped the throne, facing the countless slaves kowtowing and begging for mercy below, this majestic figure opened his mouth and breathed,
Tens of thousands of people flew into his mouth while screaming for mercy.
After devouring tens of thousands of people in one go, this majestic figure spat out a breath of dissatisfaction and said, "Useless trash, come on, go and capture another hundred thousand slaves for me. My palace will be opened in half a month."
It must be finished!”
"No!" Thousands of demon armies flew out, and Huang Xiaobei watched as several major clans in the distance were defeated. Among the blazing fires, lay the unwilling corpses of the ancestors, and more people became
A new slave was born, and he lived in heavy slavery and whipping every day, and could not rest until he died of exhaustion.
Looking at the burning tribe and the headless corpse lying in the sea of fire, Huang Xiaobei's eyes were blank. That was the corpse of a three-year-old child. He just watched him being slashed by the passing demon army.
Beheaded
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Huang Xiaobei thought of the Heavenly Army that massacred Huaguo Mountain back then, and recalled the sight of the Heavenly Army killing monsters with swords in hand... It was very similar, really, very similar...
So, did the Heavenly Army do something wrong?
Huang Xiaobei shook his head blankly, he didn't know, he really didn't know...
If the monsters today are living in the shadows, what did the ancestors of the human race hundreds of thousands of years ago live in? Became slaves, became blood food, and suffered hundreds of thousands of years of humiliation and oppression.
, countless compatriots can be killed with one word, children, women, and monsters can be killed at will... If I were the heavenly army, what would I do?
Finally, under Li Jing's indifferent eyes, Huang Xiaobei slowly turned his head and looked at the magnificent palace on the horizon in the distance.