Success is Xiao He, failure is Xiao He.

The flint fire did not protect Feng Rong, but shook gently, shrinking rapidly, turning into a little fire as big as a soybean, and flew back to the flint in Feng Rong's arms.

Flint fire, humanitarian holy fire, the treasure passed down by the Taizu human race.

It can suppress the human race's fortune. Under the urging of the Flint Fire Array, Feng Rong can easily defeat the huge army of tens of thousands of loose races gathered together, and his heart and spirit did not condense into a rope.

Under the warm fire light emitted by the flint fire, the uncoordinated human tribes had no power to resist.

But when the tens of millions of people, when their spirits and souls, under the guidance of the mountains and rivers formation, and under the control of Xi Yao's "dark soul talent", completely condensed into a decisive will, the firefly broke away from Feng Rong's control.

The inheritance of the human sacred objects, the highest treasures of the human sacred people, and the fireworks is to protect the human sacred people and to suppress the human sacred people's fortune.

The meaning of his existence is not to crush and kill the human race, nor to suppress the human race itself.

When you need me, I will protect you.

When you don't want me, I will let you go.

Flint Fire is just like the parents of human race. When your tender body cannot withstand the storm outside, he will do his best to protect you, warm you, teach you, let you grow gradually and be strong, and give you enough time and space to grow.

When you feel that you are already strong enough, then when you push open the door and use your chest that has a little muscle to meet the challenge of the storm outside... The flint will not stop you or restrain you.

He existed quietly in that small nest, looking at you gently.

Even if you soar into the sky and never forget to return, he will only exist there quietly without any complaints.

When you return to the original nest with scars all over your body and with bloodstains, only his warm embrace will accommodate you without any mind, warm you, restore you, and regain your courage to face the storm of the outside world.

This is the holy object of humanity.

This is the holy fire of humanity.

Tens of billions of people gathered into a unified and resolute will. When he fell like the collapse of the sky, the flint fire felt this resolute will, so he restrained his power and quietly returned to the flint.

Flint Fire treats all human races equally.

He would not stubbornly help him just because Feng Rong is a descendant of the Suiren clan and has the bloodline of the Suiren clan in his body.

Without this, Fushui is like a fair and enlightened parent. Faced with his son's fight, he will only treat all children equally and will not violently interfere in their affairs just because he prefers one.

Therefore, Feng Rong was very sad to lose the protection of the flint fire.

With his own magical power and an innate ancient treasure, Feng Rong may be able to fight against tens of thousands of god-level masters in the Great Jin Divine Kingdom without defeat, but he cannot fight against the country of the entire Great Jin Divine Kingdom and against the billions of people in the country.

The yellow pagoda was full of flames, and countless strange colors kept gushing out of the pagoda.

The pagoda tens of thousands of feet high was suppressed and shrunk little by little. Feng Rong's roar continued to be heard from the ground. He was suppressed and his magic power was burning rapidly, but there was no trace of heaven and earth element that could replenish him.

There are constant sounds of fractures coming.

The legendary Suiren is not famous for its strong bones and strong body. Suiren is not a human saint who is good at fighting.

Therefore, the Suiren bloodline inherited by Feng Rong will definitely not have the terrifying recovery power like the Wu clan Erlang.

God knows how many healing Dao Baodans he took underground. These precious Dao Baodans repaired his broken bones again and again, but the huge pressure above continued to crush them, and his bones shattered again and again.

Such torture is even more terrifying than the punishment of Lingchi that Xiwule and Xibubai had suffered before.

As the eldest prince of the Sui Dynasty, Feng Rong's life-saving pill is definitely not a small number. He has enough pills to squander. However, in this situation, the more pills he squanders the Dao treasure pills, the greater the suffering he suffers.

"Sui Chao? King Xia?" Xi Yao laughed loudly in the sky: "Look at you now, do you look like a dog pressed on the ground and panting?"

Several old eunuchs who were Feng Rong's close body screamed, each holding an extremely long and thin sword, turning into afterimages in the sky and pounced on Xi Yao's figure looming in the air.

Xi Yao cursed "Old Dog" sarcastically, and there were thunder and fire everywhere in the sky mixed with powerful people's thoughts falling from the sky, slashing at the old eunuchs with a straightforward slash.

There were loud noises, and the defensive spirit treasures on the old eunuchs roared and shaking in the violent thunder, emitting large pieces of spiritual light to shine on the void. In just a few breaths, the light of these spirit treasures dimmed and their power dissipated. Then they cracked and shattered, and exploded into countless pieces and fell from the air like fireflies.

Several old eunuchs were flooded by the thunder fire, and their roars continued in the thunder fire for a long time before they were shattered to pieces.

Several extremely thick light columns soared into the sky, the divine realm fell, and the huge magic power and enormous spirit in their body returned to the heaven and earth, forming this magnificent light column.

Countless black smokes rotated rapidly in the air, turning into a huge vortex, swallowing several beams of light in one mouthful.

Xi Yao used the secret method of the Devouring Soul God Clan to swallow all the energy and spirit of the old eunuchs and all their magical powers and cultivation in one mouthful, without a trace of returning them to heaven and earth, and he took them all for himself.

'belch'!

Xi Yao burped with an extremely satisfied burp, and a strange wave of the road spread out on him.

Wu Tie sensed it very clearly. Xi Yao swallowed those old eunuchs, and even the great way of heaven and earth they had comprehended was swallowed by Xi Yao in one mouthful, and most of the time they merged with his divine fetus and body.

The Taoist rhymes of different great laws emitted by Xi Yao have vaguely exceeded 300.

In the "King God" of Sui Dynasty, this is also a top existence...

The practices of several old eunuchs practiced similarly, and the categories of the great laws they comprehended were similar... If Xi Yao had to use such secret techniques, he would swallow up more powerful people from the Sui Dynasty?

Wu Tie's face twitched, and he looked at the yellow pagoda that was suppressed and shrinking little by little, and said in a deep voice: "Xi Yao, give me Feng Rong... I don't want to be enemies with you."

Xi Yao laughed sarcastically.

"Don't want to be enemies with me? Wu Tie, are you qualified to be enemies with me now?" Xi Yao's figure emerged from the map of the country and the country. He raised his hands high and looked at the sky and shouted wildly: "I, Xi Yao, at this moment, who can defeat me?"

Less than 10,000 Suichao Imperial Guards formed their usual skills in using attacking military formations, turning into a ball of thunder and fire to penetrate into the sky.

Thousands of inferior gods, hundreds of human gods, dozens of earth gods, and more than twenty heavenly gods, among which several Feng Rong's close confidant generals were bravely at the realm of "King God". So many people formed formations and rushed straight into the sky, and the worst magic weapons and weapons of the Nine Refining Immortal Soldiers pointed directly at Xi Yao.

This power, placed on the Three Kingdoms Continent and before Wu Tie appeared, is enough to sweep the entire continent and easily destroy the foundation of the Three Kingdoms.

Even if the Jiangshan Seal was controlled by Sima Wuyou himself, even the Jiangshan Formation he personally presided over could not resist this military formation.

But if it was Xi Yao... if it was replaced by Xi Yao who had the innate magical powers of the Dark Soul God Clan, and if it was replaced by the spirits of countless people in the territory of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom, and all the souls of the souls of the Jiangshan Formation... The power of this formation has exceeded the imagination of these Shui Dynasty imperial guards.

If millions of Sui Dynasty Imperial Guards and 300,000 disciples of the White Lotus Palace are present, or if Bai Suxin still has those top inheritance Wenbao, perhaps they still have the chance to compete with the formation controlled by Xi Yao.

But at this moment...

The Sui Dynasty army was a remnant soldier, the defeated general, the main general was defeated, and the morale collapsed...

The silence, which was less than ten thousand people, rushed straight to the sky. A large thunder fell in the void, and black wind, blue snow, burning mountains, and boiling oceans poured down. The small military formation clashed left and right, exploded a large area of ​​void, and only saw figures annihilated in the military formation. The imperial soldiers' souls were constantly scattered and beaten to ashes.

Columns of light soared into the sky, and the black vortex in the sky became larger and larger.

Xi Yao frantically devoured the spirit of these soldiers who died in battle and devoured the great laws they had comprehended. Xi Yao's aura became stronger and stronger, and the power of the entire Jiangshan formation became stronger and stronger.

We cannot let the crazy Xi Yao continue to be so powerful.

Wu Tie felt an instinctive uneasiness... With Xi Yao's current mental state and the powerful power he controls now, if he continues to be strong unscrupulously, with the grudge between him and Wu Tie, God knows what he will do?

Wu Tie held a black sword in his hand and was about to cooperate with the Sui Chao army to attack Xi Yao's Jiangshan formation when suddenly a terrifying soul wave came from behind Wu Tie.

Wearing a black long dress, her long dark and shiny hair was scattered behind her like a waterfall, her face emitted a faint colorful divine light, and her eyes were so stern and cold like a ghost. Wa Zhao stood barefoot quietly behind Wu Tie less than ten miles away.

With Wu Tie's current magical powers, he actually failed to discover when Wa Zhao appeared.

If Wa Zhao hadn't taken the initiative to release this terrifying soul fluctuation, Wu Tie wouldn't have noticed that Wa Zhao had actually reached such a close place.

"Wu Zhao... What do you, mother and son, want to do?"

Wu Tie looked at Wa Zhao, who had a strange aura and a cold expression, and felt that his heart was twitching, and he felt that something was wrong.

Wazhao shouldn't have such strong power.

unless……

"What do you do? Xi Yao wants to do what he wants to do, he wants to fulfill his obsession in his heart, which is also what I want to do." Wa Zhao said coldly: "Xiyao's two daughters should become the masters of this territory. They are the granddaughters of our palace."

"As for this palace... Xi Yao must become the divine emperor of the Fuxi divine kingdom." Wa Zhao glanced at Xi Wule and others who were hung under the gate of the palace city, and said coldly: "Look at Xi Wule, look at Xi Bubai, a group of stray dogs who lost all the faces of the ancestors of the Xi clan... Are they qualified to take charge of the Fuxi divine kingdom?"

Black flames surrounded Wa Zhao's body, and the cold and bone-black black fireworks rushed hundreds of feet high.

Waves of terrifyingly powerful soul waves swept across the world. On the ground, countless tribal leaders, tribal elders, and civil warriors from those tribes were all knocked to the ground by this terrifying soul wave.

Whether it is the weakest cultivator in the mysterious realm or the most powerful divine realm power, facing the terrifying soul fluctuations that Wa Zhao rolled up, he had no power to resist.

"Your power..." Wu Tie looked at Wa Zhao intently.

At this moment, the feeling that Wa Zhao gave Wu Tie was a hundred times stronger than Xi Yao who was killing and devouring in the air.

"This is the power of the Wa clan." Wa Zhao looked at Wu Tie with a smile: "You definitely don't know how powerful the Wa clan has... and this power that is enough to sweep the world was hidden by their old wives in the ancestral spirit space of the Wa clan, and it was left there for nothing and became moldy and rotten."

"I had no way to use this power before."

"But since... since that day..." Wa Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Tie with a smile: "Since being controlled by the so-called demon, I seem to have awakened some strange natural magical powers... My identity in the Wa clan is also noble enough. I can connect to the ancestral spirit space on weekdays."

"I just used a little bit of insignificant means to steal the power of the ancestral spirit space comparable to the great mistress."

"Now, I can borrow the power of the entire Wa clan... the power of the entire Wa clan is for me." Wa Zhao smiled and raised his hands high: "Can you feel this supreme majestic aura? This is... the origin of power left by the ancient saint, the Wa Huang clan!"

"My son, Xi Yao, will definitely become the lord of Fuxi's divine kingdom... not only that." Wa Zhao smiled loudly: "If Shui Chao can come here, then we can also go to Shui Chao."

"Why can't my son, Xi Yao, become the lord of the Sui Dynasty? I heard that it is a divine kingdom that is a hundred times stronger than the three kingdoms in total... My son, Xi Yao, can only match him with such a dynasty." Wa Zhao smiled extremely charmingly.

Her body shook slightly, and her long skirt squirmed violently. Soon, a black snake tail slid out from under her long skirt, and her pair of snow-white barefoots had disappeared without a trace.

Wa Zhao's upper body was expanding, and soon she turned into a magical image of a hundred feet long in front of Wu Tie, with a human body and snake tail in front of him.

Wa Zhao grabbed the void with both hands, and black smoke scattered on her left hand, and a black compass emerged.

A black flame gushed from her right hand, and a black ruler emerged.

Compass, space.

Ruler, time.

The two ancient saints, Wa Huang and Fuxi, control the laws of the great way that cannot be counted in time and space.

They are the two most powerful saints related to the human race in ancient myths and legends.

There is the power they left behind in the ancestral spirit space of the Wa clan...

God knows how Wa Zhao stole this authority and the power of the ancestral spirit space of the Wa clan.

"Confinement!" Wa Zhao pointed at Wu Tie lightly, and the black ruler in her hand suddenly flashed, Wu Tie's body stiffened, and the flow of time around him suddenly slowed down by a million times.
Chapter completed!