The prehistoric world, the hills and mountains.

The mountains of billions of miles are undulating and continuous.

In the mountains and forests, there are immortal and Ganoderma lucidum, and precious medicines that have lasted for thousands of years.

In the sky, hundreds of millions of stars shine brightly, reflecting the bright light of the world.

In the direction south of Qingqiu Mountain, there is a flat land, which is full of vitality.

From a high point, the terrain near Qingqiu Mountain is higher, and the terrain near Luoshui is lower.

On the high ground, there is a magnificent hall, which is made of glass, flowing with a brilliant luster and exudes a powerful pressure that cannot be desecrated.

It is the Holy Temple of the Human Race and the Nuwa Temple.

Below the Nuwa Temple, there is a smaller hall, which is the place where the human race discusses major events, called the Human Ancestral Hall.

Then, it spread down, lined up with rows of stone houses, arranged in an orderly manner, distributed below the main hall, as if guarding the Renzu Hall.

On this day, in the Human Ancestor Hall, the strong people of the human race gathered.

Sitting in the middle is a handsome boy who looks heroic and extraordinary, and has a bit of tender face.

Behind him was a dignified woman with a kind face and a smile on her lips.

Below, there were people above the human immortal realm sitting in a gathering. At first glance, they were densely packed with tens of thousands of people.

The first generation of human race, with a total of 10,800, except for the nearly 1,000 people who died at the beginning, have now all cultivated to the realm of immortality.

Added to some of the best among the second generation of human races, there are now more than 10,000 human races above immortals.

"Young clan leader, has the leader ever said when will he come back?"

A tribe member stood up and asked the boy above.

"Uncle Hong, I contacted my father a few days ago, and he was already on the way back!"

The boy replied.

"The leader is out, and even if he comes back, it will take many years to come!"

Another tribe member stood up and said.

"Yes, we have to come up with a solution to the situation outside when the Virgin Mary is about to disappear, and we have to come up with a solution to the situation outside!"

"We human race are not easy to bully. Whoever wants to touch us, be careful to break the big teeth!"

"Yes, everyone is united and their strength is to cut off gold! We cannot always protect the leader!"

Seeing someone speak, the tribesmen began to express their opinions one after another.

There was a hint of excitement and a hint of excitement in his words.

"Dear tribesmen, be quiet first and listen to me."

At this time, the woman sitting above opened her mouth.

The tribe members below all became quiet, looked at her together, waiting for her to speak.

"Although my husband has been out for many years, he has always been in contact with the clan and has arranged a backup plan. We just need to go step by step and work together. I think we can wait until he comes back!"

"When my husband comes back, he will definitely have a way to overcome this difficulty!"

The woman said, "Our human race is no longer the first human race at that time. We already have the ability to survive in this vast land. Some difficulties are just stumbling blocks on the way forward of our human race. Just kick it away!"

"Mrs. We can't fight for this life!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Hong stood up and echoed.

"No, nothing to be afraid of!"

After hearing her words, the tribe members seemed to put down the big stone in their hearts and said with a smile.

"Mom, the time is here!"

At this time, the young man raised his head and looked at the sky outside the hall.

While speaking, the boy stood up and strode outside the hall.

But I saw that a ripple suddenly flashed through the blue sky.

A light blue energy shield appeared, like a giant bowl, covering the entire Qingqiu Mountains.

The next moment, it burst out like a soap bubble with a "bang".

The ban set by the Saint Nuwa finally disappeared after a thousand years.

"The ban has disappeared, and our human race has completely appeared on the prehistoric land!"

Looking at this scene, the boy sighed, and his face showed a sense of maturity that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

The young man is the son of Li Luo and his daughter Jiang, King Jiang Luo.

Perhaps it was a genetic problem that led to his body being one year older than a hundred years ago.

So, nearly nine hundred years have passed, and his body looks only twelve years old.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that his cultivation level is among the top three in the entire human race.

He was born at the tenth level of human immortal realm. Now so many years have passed, he is already at the peak of Xuanxian. He is only one step away from condensing three flowers and achieving the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.

It's only a little short of his father Li Luo.

The big noise in the sky attracted the attention of the tribe members. Not only the tribe members in the ancestral hall, but also the tribe members in the gathering place also walked out of their homes.

Looking up at the sky, the expressions on his face were different, and there were those who were expecting, those who were happy, and those who were afraid.

....

Billions of miles away from Qingqiu Mountain.

There is a mountain range, the size is similar to that of a green hill, and there is a tribe.

All of them have ten necks, nine heads, and huge figures. They are called the Nine-Headed Bird.

The leader of his tribe is a demon king under the demon commander Bi Fang, named Jiutou King, Taiyi Jinxian Realm.

The clan is huge, with tens of thousands, most of which are in the realm of celestial immortals, and a few golden immortals and mysterious immortals.

Just as the shield that protected the human race disappeared, the Nine-Headed King seemed to feel something.

It spread its wings and flew high, looking at the direction of the human race.

"That's... the direction of the human race... Yes... The demon coach of Bai Ze once instructed me to pay attention to the human race's every move..."

Suddenly, the Nine-Headed King remembered that day more than a thousand years ago. The Demon God Bai Ze, one of the top ten demon generals, came to him and told him to pay attention to the movements of the human race next to him at all times.

However, because of the existence of Nuwa's forbidden existence, even with its Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, there is no way.

Gradually, the Nine-Headed King would forget about this.

Today, the ban disappeared and it quickly recalled.

Thinking of this, the Nine-Headed King pulled out a feather. As his magic power was circulating, the red feather immediately turned into a ray of light, soaring into the sky, and quickly disappeared.

After a while, the light turned around and the Nine-Headed King caught it.

"Test the human race's background...Okay, I know!"

In the light, Bai Ze's demon coach's words came, and the Nine-Headed King quickly responded.

It's just a newborn race. Since the demon coach has something to say, then just do it.

As for the consequences, what does it have to do with me, Nine-Headed King?

Besides, after the Saint Wah created the human race, he left immediately. How could he have taken another look?

Therefore, let alone tempting the human race, even if it is destroyed, it is just a matter of turning things around.

Bai Ze once told the Nine-Head King of Nuwa's attitude, so it did not take the human race seriously.

Thinking of this, the Nine-headed King raised his head and roared: "My sons, follow me to visit my new neighbor!"
Chapter completed!