Chapter 13 I Bet Against the Will of Heaven (Please Read On!!!)
Shrouded in the evil aura of heaven and earth, the ancestral witches forgot their previous awe and began to become irritable.
"Human race, if it weren't for the protection of Father God, I'm afraid you and other human races would have disappeared in the ancient land. I never thought that not only would I not be grateful in my heart, but I would push myself even further. How courageous."
"You dare to come to the Witch Clan to ask for debts, Human Clan, do you think you are invincible?"
In the blink of an eye, when the roar came, I immediately felt like the sky was falling apart. The body of the ancestral witch seemed to be thousands of miles away in one step, and it had already arrived in front of Ye Yang. Ye Yang was already used to this. The twelfth ancestor All the shamans are Dharma-like heaven and earth, so how tall are they?
"Human Ye Yang, are you coming to the Witch Clan to demand a debt?"
The ancestral witches looked down at Ye Yang one by one, as if the gods were looking down at ants. This made Ye Yang very unhappy. Although his cultivation level was not high, and although he was very small, he was the ancestor of the human race, and that was the future. The status of a member of the Daxing race is comparable to that of the saints and Taoist ancestors, how can they be looked down upon like this?
All I saw was that Ye Yang's whole body began to sparkle with light. Faintly under the blessing of the human race's luck, Ye Yang appeared with the blue sky above his head and the earth at his feet.
"Huh? With the blessing of luck, I can actually transform into a body the size of the witch clan like us."
"No, he is slightly taller than our witch clan."
"What? It's so unreasonable that you dare to be higher than our witch clan."
The ancestral witch was angry. Who dared to be higher than him on this ground? This is provocation.
"Human Ye Yang, take a punch from me."
Zhu Rong, the God of Fire, had a bad temper, and immediately struck with the power of a punch. In an instant, the wind roared, flying sand and rocks, and the surrounding mountains were violently violent with thunder and lightning. Bursts of air sounds similar to the thunder of tigers and leopards penetrated Ye Yang's eardrums, shaking Gotta feel better.
The entire space was trembling faintly.
"Ye Yang, go to hell. You dare to come to the Witch Clan to demand debts. This is unreasonable."
Ye Yang's face turned cold. He had killed countless human beings and wanted to do it so hastily? It feels so comfortable.
"Hmph, it's impossible for the Witch Clan to settle the blood debt owed to the human race with this."
The luck golden man who only saw Ye Yang slowly coming out suddenly opened his big hands, carrying the luck of the human race, and suddenly faced him.
"don't want--."
At the critical moment, Houtu, the ancestral witch, came over and saw the terrifying luck all over Ye Yang. He was looking at his brother Zhu Rong who had already punched him. He was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. If this punch landed, it would be troublesome. Big.
"stop it--."
Rumble
However, it was still too late. With the power of a punch from both sides, Zhu Rong was beaten thousands of miles away on the spot. Only the rumbling sound was heard continuously. The fire god Zhu Rong was like a huge object being thrown out, knocking over countless mountains in a row. , and finally stopped under a huge pit. On the other hand, Ye Yang did not move.
“You think this is impossible, pfft——.”
A mouthful of witch blood stood out, and Zhu Rong was horrified. He didn't expect that a small human race could be so terrifying. Who is the protagonist of the world? Didn't they agree that the lich will still measure the calamity now? Is this human race more powerful than the witch race?
In the ancient times, countless powerful people were looking at this place, including the saints of the heavens, Zhen Yuanzi, the emperor Jun of the demon clan, etc. They all had incredible expressions when they saw Ye Yang defeating the fire god Zhu Rong with one punch. .
"Is this human race already so strong?"
"One punch, just one punch to defeat the Fire God Zhu Rong? Who is the boss of the ancient world?"
It was impossible for the Wu clan to be beaten by the human clan. I thought that the power of a punch was already so terrifying, but the real power of a punch truly came at this moment.
"Rumble"
Suddenly, there was endless thunder and lightning, and the whole sky suddenly darkened.
"This is not good. Thunder is coming from the sky. What's going on?"
"No, look at the luck of the Witch Clan."
All the great experts looked at it and were shocked by the scene. They saw that the fortune of the ancestral witch was even more bleak, and it was much lower than before the punch. However, this was not the end. Seeing the thunder and luck rolling in the sky, suddenly bolts of lightning struck down, directly hitting the ancestral witch's luck.
"puff--."
"puff--."
In an instant, each of the twelve ancestral witches spit out a mouthful of blood, especially the fire god Zhurong who did more damage.
"What on earth is going on? Why are thunder punishments issued for no reason?"
"You are so stupid. After Human Ancestor attained enlightenment, Taoist Ancestor Hongjun personally said that he would not cause trouble to the human race within a hundred years. The Twelve Ancestral Witches do not know how many days have passed. If they disobey the Tao Ancestor's words and attack the human race, it is hard not to be struck by lightning. They provide for it?”
As soon as these words came out, all the powerful people understood it instantly.
"Yes, what's more, they are fighting the ancestors of the human race, and the backlash will be terrible."
There was a lot of discussion among the great powers of the prehistoric times, but only the saints of the heavens could understand that the blow of the Fire God Zhu Rong just now was indeed injured by the luck of the human race. Otherwise, one human ancestor would not be enough to shake the protagonist of this calamity. .
The human race is the protagonist of the next calamity. The calamity in this calamity has passed. Whoever dares to take action against the human race will be unforgivable.
However, the catastrophe of the Wu clan has not yet been completed, so they can only punish them with small punishments and large warnings.
At this point, the Great Master began to sound the alarm in his heart. Do not offend the human race, especially the human ancestors, at any time.
It was just that after seeing this scene, Nuwa Saint and Taiqing Saint were filled with hatred. Originally, so much luck should have belonged to them, but in the end, they were empty-handed and could only catch the one that Ye Yang escaped.
"You, Ye Yang of the human race, what tricks did you use?"
Zhu Rong still didn't know how to deal with the situation. He was wrapped in boundless evil spirits all over his body, and he seemed to be about to go berserk.
Seeing that the situation was out of control, the ancestor witch Hou Tu hurriedly blocked the front:
"Stop, Ye Yang is the ancestor of the human race. Brother, if you do this, you are against the entire human race. Daozu said that the great catastrophe of the human race has passed, and you must not attack the human race. Brother, if you do this, you are disobeying the heaven. You are harming the entire witch race."
Click
In an instant, the ancestor witch Zhu Rong reacted and saw that the evil spirits were slowly hiding in his body.
At this moment, Ye Yang also said slowly:
"I am the ancestor of the human race. The human race has good fortune. If you hit me, you will hit the entire human race. Although the human race is not as good as the witch and lich races now, the human race is the protagonist of the next catastrophe. The witch clan, are you sure you dare to fight?"
The voice was flat, but it revealed majesty. The twelve witch ancestors were indignant, but they could only endure it. How ridiculous is such a thing?
"Okay."
Finally, the old witch emperor Jiang spoke, slowly looked at Ye Yang and said:
"Human Ye Yang, you are right. The witch clan owes the human race a blood debt. How do you want to repay it?"
Ye Yang looked at Emperor Jiang and said slowly:
"Go to your ancestral witch temple. Are you afraid of leaking the secrets and bringing disaster to your witch clan?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the great powers in the prehistoric world tightened on the spot, especially Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace, who was also somewhat inexplicably nervous (no, they have already merged with the Tao, why should they be nervous?).
Ye Yang knew too many things, and now with the interference of the mysterious power, even if Hongjun wanted to calculate, he could not see through Ye Yang's situation, and he only felt chaos in front of him.
However, the other ancestor witches still insisted:
"Humph, you are afraid that my witch clan will reveal the secrets of heaven and suffer a catastrophe, don't you humans fear it?"
However, Ye Yang spread his hands, smiled slightly and said:
"Haha, I'm really not afraid, if you have the ability, let the Heavenly Dao strike me down and try it?"
Then I saw Ye Yang's face slowly become serious, and his tone slowly released:
"I bet the Heavenly Dao dare not."