Chapter 116 When Did the Human Race Have so Much Luck?

Chapter 116 When did the human race have so much luck?

Ye Yang roared, and only saw a mouthful of blood spit out. At the critical moment, Ye Yang used his own blood to forcibly extract the suppressed luck of the human race.

Rumble.

In an instant, the terrifying great luck burst out directly, and half of the sky in the western world flashed with golden light. Endless luck of the human race burst out, and many great powers in the prehistoric world were frightened for a while.

"What's going on?"

"Human race luck, why does the human race still have so much luck? Who the hell is the protagonist of the witch and demon catastrophe?"

The great power was shocked and refreshed his understanding of the human race again.

The saints of the heavens were also knocked to the ground by thunder again.

"Human race luck, there are so many human race luck, damn it, why is there so much?"

The Taiqing Saint was furious, why is there so much luck of the human race?

"Hasn't a lot of human luck been consumed in the chaos before? Why is there still some now? How much luck does the human race have?"

Suddenly looking at the Western World, the Taiqing Saint started to curse:

"Human Ancestor - you scumbag."

The voice penetrated the nine heavens and ten earths, and all the creatures in the prehistoric world were also shocked. They didn't expect that the human ancestor would force the Taiqing Saint to swear.

Nuwa was also very unwilling.

"The human race's luck is more glorious than ever before, why is it so much?"

Nuwa envied, jealous and hated, but of course she regretted more. If she had known that the human race had so much luck, why didn't she save the human race? As for the demon race... screw it.

Anyway, they are all victims of the catastrophe. Thinking about it carefully, Nuwa really suffered a big loss.

The human ancestor fought three battles to open up a generous road for the human race, but she fought to the death and only gained a glimmer of life, and this glimmer of life still depended on the face of the human race.

"Human Ancestor, how many tricks have you hidden——."

Nuwa roared angrily, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a ray of rosy clouds appeared in the depths of chaos, and the Purple Sky Palace slowly emerged. Hongjun stood on the steps of the Purple Sky Palace and looked at the Western World, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

"Human Ancestor, why do you have so much luck? It is comparable to the sum of the two races of witches and liches. Why is this?"

Hongjun was puzzled. If there were no variables, the human race would still be struggling at this moment, but now it has changed.

It is no longer the prehistoric world under Hongjun's absolute control. There are endless backhands buried in it.

"Jie Yin Zhunti, enter the calamity and enter the state of concentration. If you can't find the human ancestor to respond to the calamity successfully, the three flowers on your head will definitely be cut off."

Tongtian Jiaozhu also looked over. Under such a terrifying blessing of luck, it was too late for Jie Yin Zhunti to hide.

Rumble.

"Human Ancestor, no——."

A pillar held up the sky, and in an instant a huge stick fell from the sky, smashing hard on the Golden Lotus of Merit, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree did not avoid the damage.

In an instant, the terrifying luck of the human race collapsed and was bounced away for hundreds of millions of miles.

"Puff——."

"Puff——."

Jie Yin Zhunti vomited holy blood at the same time, and as a result, the prehistoric land flashed with golden light, and golden lotus emerged from the ground. The two saints vomited blood and blessed the prehistoric land.

"Human Ancestor, you are too much of a bully——."

After stabilizing their bodies, the two saints Jie Yin Zhunti prepared to fight back, but the next moment they found that their bodies were covered with endless karma.

"Human Ancestor, you."

"You bastard, you caused us to enter the witch and demon calamity."

Rumble.

At this moment, the terrifying power of the calamity directly rushed into Jie Yin Zhunti's body.

"Oh no, no, the power of the catastrophe."

"Brother, what should we do? We don't have enough merit."

The two guys panicked. The human race's luck was so terrible that it broke out at this moment. The great powers of the prehistoric world were stunned, the saints of the heavens were stunned, and Hongjun was stunned.

Where did all this luck come from?

Only Tongtian smiled and said to himself:

"The luck of Jiejiao has entered the human race. As long as Jiejiao grows, the luck of the human race will grow. The strength of Tongtian's clone will increase, which will also strengthen the luck of the human race, as well as the witch clan and the underworld."

The witch clan entered the human race. There is no need to say more about the horror of the witch clan's luck. Ye Yang intercepted the heavenly way, and the remaining luck of the witch clan all belonged to the human race, and the luck of the human race rose.

There is also the reincarnation of the earth. The ancestor witch Houtu is the ancestor of the earth, but he has not given up the identity of the witch clan. As long as the ancestor witch Houtu becomes stronger, the luck of the human race will also become stronger.

Hou Tu is the ancestor of the earth. With the help of each other, the luck of the human race is like a prehistoric beast. It's just that now it is the witch and demon calamity, and the human race is restricted.

When the great powers in the heavens are confused, Tongtian Jiaozhu is the most sober one.

With one blow, Jie Yin Zhunti was forced into the calamity. The terrifying luck of the human race turned into endless karma. Jie Yin Zhunti was entangled by endless black silk threads all over his body. He didn't even dare to use the twelve merit golden lotus. There was no way. Karma is the nemesis of merit.

"Junior brother, the only way now is to find the ancestor of the human race to respond to the calamity. You and I will join forces to fight the ancestor of the human race and force him to use the power of the calamity. Otherwise, after the witch and demon calamity, the three flowers on our heads will definitely fall off, and in serious cases, it is very likely to roll out of the holy position."

Jie Yin Zhunti was also unlucky. When Yuanshi Tianzun was in the depths of chaos and fought hard with merit to bear the karma of the human race, the luck of the human race was not so much at that time.

But now the human race's luck has risen, and Jie Yin Zhunti was hit without any defense, and Ye Yang felt relieved.

The dust dissipated, and Ye Yang's Dharma body appeared.

"Damn it, I was just cheated by Yuanshi Tianzun, that bastard, now I can temporarily let out this anger."

Then he looked at Jieyin Zhunti and said:

"Hey, two bald donkeys, it feels good to be cheated, right? Hahaha."

It was comfortable, but Jieyin Zhunti was furious.

"Human Ancestor, you are too much of a bully, today we may have to fight."

A spiritual bamboo attacked directly, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree also followed suit. Jieyin Zhunti turned into two red lights and rushed straight to the Human Ancestor in an instant.

"Human Ancestor, today's battle is either you or me."

Boom boom.

The earth trembled, the two saints in the west attacked the Human Ancestor, forcing the Human Ancestor to use the power of the catastrophe to deal with the catastrophe, but Ye Yang was not a fool.

Puff——.

Another mouthful of blood was spit out.

"The destiny of the human race, condense——."

Boom boom.

Only in the western sky, the destiny of the human race was like a surging river, and it was like a raging tsunami and rushed straight to Ye Yang.

"Damn it, Ren Zu, you're using this trick again."

"Junior brother, run quickly--."

The two saints of the West already carried endless karma, and they didn't expect Ye Yang to come again this time.

"Hahaha, you want to run? Did I agree?"

Ye Yang's Dharma body exploded, and he went straight to Jie Yin Zhunti.

"I said in the chaos that once I return to the prehistoric world, Mount Xumi will be directly removed from the list. I mean what I said--."

Boom boom.

The Panlong stick transformed by Ren Zu's scepter instantly turned into a pillar supporting the sky. Taking advantage of the moment when Jie Yin Zhunti escaped, the original luck of the human race turned into endless power of calamity on the spot, and went straight to Mount Xumi.

"No--."

"Ren Zu, you are such a scumbag--."

Jie Yin Zhunti quickly dodged back. The power of calamity, this is a good thing for calamity.

But how could Ye Yang let them do as they wished? He crashed down hard.

"Break--."