Chapter 126 The Destiny of the Human Race Is as Vast as the Ocean, Hongjun Can No Longer Hold Back

The power of the punch made the clan leader retreat, no matter whether it was true or not.

"Ahem, you win, you want to preach, I won't stop you."

Wu stood with his hands behind his back, and the whole person slowly hung in the air.

"Today, I will pass on the martial arts of the human race, starting from this moment--."

With a rumble, the prehistoric land began to change.

In the sky, Ye Yang saw this scene, and his eyes, which were originally full of murderous intent, slowly relaxed.

"Hmph, you know what's good for you, otherwise I don't mind killing you."

Ye Yang wanted to kill him, so who is the clan leader, how could Ye Yang not know? But after thinking about it, he stopped, thinking of those human races who were like flowers in a greenhouse, and it was like leaving them a whetstone.

"The human race will never grow up without going through hardships. Let you deal with the internal problems yourself, as long as the human race's luck is under your control."

Watching Wu start to preach below, Ye Yang was happy in his heart and observed in this void.

Time passed quickly. In a year, everyone in this tribe and the surrounding tribes knew what the human martial arts was.

Many outstanding people had already entered the martial arts circle, but the time was still short and they were not able to form enough combat power. However, it didn't matter. Wu taught everything without any private collection. People knew everything about martial arts, but they just needed time to practice.

Even those pure witches were terrified. Is this the human martial arts?

However, relatively speaking, people with pure human blood are more suitable for the human martial arts. What they lack is will and understanding.

However, it doesn't matter. As long as everyone is martial, everyone is good at martial arts, and everyone knows martial arts, it is enough.

Rumble.

Suddenly, Ye Yang felt that the luck of the human race increased a little bit again, and it became a little more solid.

In this way, Wu began his preaching, and also spread the story of the human ancestor to the world, so that the world would know the human ancestor, worship the human ancestor, and worship the human ancestor.

Perhaps he had no relevant experience at the beginning, so every time he went to a tribe, he would directly suppress it with force and then preach.

Of course, if he encountered a tribe of pure human blood, Wu would still be very welcome. When he heard that this was the human martial arts, he was even more happy. Their elders had passed down the deeds of the human ancestors one by one, and these younger generations were excited to hear it.

Now that the human martial arts have come, how can they not be happy?

Wu also taught everything he knew. From the beginning when he was ignorant, to now when it is a natural thing, he even knew how to teach and what methods to use to teach so that the human race can benefit greatly.

Gradually, Wu also grew from a teenager to a young man, and then to an adult. In just twenty years, Wu, except for resting and eating, was either preaching or on the way to preach.

No matter it was windy and rainy, or icy and freezing, Wu was half naked without stopping. He killed the monsters when he met them, and helped the weak when he met them.

Twenty years have greatly improved Wu's character, and during these twenty years of preaching, Wu has also gained new insights into martial arts, and his own strength has also improved rapidly.

If he faces the chief of his tribe again, he can beat him for ten or eight rounds, not to mention crushing him.

Wu knows that he has only touched the tip of the iceberg of martial arts, so every time he preaches, he is learning.

Time passes slowly, and another twenty years have passed.

Now that the human race has grown stronger, the human martial arts are spreading more and more, and geniuses in the human race are rising one after another.

Above the void, Ye Yang has watched for forty years, watching Wu grow from an adult to a middle-aged man, with a lot of frost all over his body, but his understanding of martial arts is more refined.

"Yes, in just forty years, Wu has made such rapid progress, and his cultivation is close to that of an earthly immortal. I think Wu will become an immortal in a few days."

In this way, there is a guarantee in this prehistoric world. Ye Yang believes that those great prehistoric powers will not make trouble for no reason, otherwise his temper is not vegetarian.

Time flies, a hundred years have passed, and the battle between the witches and demons in Buzhou Mountain has been fought to the point of darkness, and Buzhou Mountain is constantly falling rocks in this energy explosion.

The Heavenly Dao Saint also felt something was wrong when he saw this.

"A hundred years have passed, why hasn't the witches and demons' calamity ended yet?"

The Taiqing Saint was extremely anxious. The longer the witches and demons' calamity dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him, but he didn't dare to go to the prehistoric world at will. It would be bad if he met the ancestor of mankind.

The Taiqing Saint absolutely didn't believe that during these hundred years, Ye Yang stayed in the underworld at ease, and he must have run away, but he couldn't use the power of the underworld to investigate.

The two saints in the West were even more anxious:

"Brother, why hasn't the witch and demon calamity ended yet? We can't stand it anymore."

The endless karma around Jie Yin Zhunti kept blocking him. The longer the witch and demon calamity lasted, the more terrifying the power of the calamity would be. Once the witch and demon calamity was completed, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

"The heavenly secrets are in chaos, and we are entangled by karma and can't count with our fingers."

"Human Ancestor, it's really abominable."

Jie Yin stood up and looked at the prehistoric land.

"Brother, no, we must go to the prehistoric land once. It's not normal that the Human Ancestor has not made any moves in a hundred years."

"Brother, don't do it. Be careful that the Human Ancestor suddenly kills you. Then you will be miserable."

What the hell

The saints in the heavens are holding back. The witch and demon calamity should be over, but it seems that it will continue for a long time.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun counted with his fingers, but he couldn't figure it out no matter what. He just felt that the power of the calamity was getting more and more terrifying.

"Strange, what's going on? Why hasn't the witch and demon calamity ended yet?"

Hongjun looked ugly, but Pingxin, who was suppressed on the side, laughed:

"What? Are you scared?"

I thought Hongjun would be angry, but I saw Hongjun sighing:

"Yes, I'm scared, really scared, the human ancestor is not simple. It seems that after the witch and demon calamity, I have to talk to the human ancestor, but now."

Hongjun looked at the prehistoric land, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"What's going on? Why has the human race's luck become so strong?"

If it was like a surging river before, it is now a vast ocean.

"This is impossible. Why? Where does the luck of the human race come from?"

Hongjun was frightened. A bad premonition appeared. He suddenly looked at Pingxin and asked:

"You should know. Tell me quickly, otherwise I will refine you by force."

Hongjun was really scared. With such a terrifying luck, the human race can completely support the nine saints, and the human ancestor is quite powerful. Once the human ancestor becomes a saint and becomes the ancestor of the human way, the saints of the human race will be so powerful.

Even he, the ancestor of the heavenly way, can be defeated.

Before, Minghe Zhenyuanzi gave him one after he became a saint of the earthly way. Hongjun was really scared. Once it was out of control, the prehistoric world would be completely messed up.

Pingxin laughed:

"I don't know. Even if I knew, do you think I would tell you?"

"Don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty wine, Pingxin, I'll give you another chance to tell me, otherwise this saint will refine you even if it backfires."

As soon as the voice fell, the Jade Butterfly of Fortune had appeared, and Hongjun felt the crisis.