Chapter 137: Creation Green Lotus Root Takes Action

The luck of the human race has entered the prehistoric world. The Sword of Heaven-Destroying has been completely integrated into the luck of the human race and can no longer be gathered. Even if it can be condensed, it will consume endless luck of the human race. The Great Seal of the Human Ancestor will not agree.

Ye Yang has seen that the luck of the human race has entered the prehistoric world. This is the calculation of the Heavenly Dao. Although the Heavenly Dao is not present at this moment, once this moment passes, the Heavenly Dao will definitely start to calculate the human race. This is the sadness of the human race without a saint.

At this moment, we can only rely on Ye Yang. If we can't fight a bloody way at this moment.

Then when the Heavenly Dao appears, the human race will be calculated by the Heavenly Dao. Once the luck of the human race enters the prehistoric world, the will of the Heavenly Dao will come, and the human race will be controlled by the Heavenly Dao. However, as long as the human ancestor is still there, the Heavenly Dao will be difficult to achieve. This is also the reason why Hongjun must kill the human ancestor.

If the human ancestor is not destroyed, the luck of the prehistoric world will be unstable.

"Kill--."

As the voice of the saint millions of kilometers away sounded, several streams of light faster than lightning rushed straight to Ye Yang.

"Brothers, hurry up, the Heavenly Dao is about to appear. If you haven't killed the Human Ancestor yet, we have worked in vain."

Nuwa was anxious, watching the endless attacks heading straight for the Human Ancestor, expecting and apprehensive, always feeling that the Human Ancestor seemed to have some means that had not yet appeared.

Boom.

At a distance of billions of kilometers, the attack came in an instant.

"Damn it."

The severe pain made Ye Yang spit blood violently, but at this moment, suddenly that breath against the sky appeared.

"Break--."

Fighting the attacks of the saints, Ye Yang punched out and headed straight for the saints of the heavens billions of kilometers away.

"Boom"

"Not good, quickly disperse."

The saints of the heavens were shocked, and the two saints of the West were a step slower, but they were hit hard and were beaten and floated billions of kilometers away on the spot.

"Asshole, Human Ancestor, you are bullying the saint too much."

The two saints of the West were horrified by the piercing pain, is this the martial arts of the human race? Although the injury was not fatal, he was injured after all, and he was a saint.

Taiqing Saint was also shocked:

"The terrifying human martial arts, fortunately the human ancestor did not become a saint, otherwise the power of one punch would have made the two saints in the West lose their skin even if they did not die."

At the same time, he was terrified. At this moment, the Heavenly Dao was not obvious, and the saints in the heavens could not borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao. If he really fought against the human ancestor one-on-one, he would not win, but he could not guarantee that he would defeat the human ancestor.

If the human ancestor became a saint, or had the magic power of a saint, the saints in the heavens would not be his opponent, and only the power of the Heavenly Dao could suppress him.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, the human Dao is not awakened.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun was still unconvinced:

"Hmph, it's just that the two saints and three flowers in the West have scattered. If it were any other saint, it would be a question whether the ancestor of mankind could stand. If you have the ability, let him punch me and try it?"

Just as the saints were shocked, suddenly a dragon-shaped stick about a billion kilometers long came from the depths of chaos, stirring up the chaos wherever it passed.

"Take my stick--."

Mixed with the aura of defying the heavens and the will of the human race's martial arts, it split the chaos in an instant and rushed straight to the saints such as Taiqing with an attack that exceeded the speed of light.

"Hmm? Damn it."

The Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared, ready to seal the dragon-shaped stick.

"Hmph, Taiqing, you think too highly of yourself."

Boom boom.

"Puff--"

The saint Taiqing spat a mouthful of holy blood at the prehistoric land, and in an instant, the prehistoric golden light emerged, which shocked the saints of the prehistoric land. Could it be that the welfare after the catastrophe has come?

However, when they saw a shadow of a stick faintly appearing in the outer world and then disappearing, the prehistoric creatures reacted.

"Damn it, it turned out to be the ancestor of mankind."

"What? Which saint was beaten to vomit blood this time?"

In the depths of chaos, Taiqing exploded and retreated billions of miles, only feeling that his soul was hit violently.

"Human Ancestor, what kind of attack is this?"

After stabilizing, Taiqing was horrified, and only heard Ye Yang slowly say:

"Human race martial arts, the way to destroy the sky, do not practice Xuanmen immortal way, only practice oneself, Taiqing, is it still acceptable?"

Ye Yang came from the chaos, and the saints of the heavens were shocked. Yuanshi Tianzun also reacted:

"Hurry up and attack together. The human race has no saints. The human ancestor can't hold on for too long. This is the will of the human ancestor martial arts. The human ancestor is the head of martial arts. His will is enough to break through the chaotic stone. The power of our saints has no effect on him."

"Okay, attack together."

Ye Yang was stunned. It must be said that Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones, also turned quickly and immediately saw the key to the human race having no saints.

Only seeing the endless attack coming, with a bang, Ye Yang vomited blood violently, and his internal organs were shattered on the spot. In an instant, Ye Yang was furious.

"Hongjun——, I greet your ancestors, do you still have shame? You dare to sneak attack——."

It turned out that Hongjun had mixed his power with the saints of the heavens and took advantage of Ye Yang's carelessness to directly injure him.

"Hmph, Renzu, as you said, what is face? As long as I kill you, it doesn't matter if I lose some face."

Hongjun snorted coldly, and another attack came. There was no way. The saints of the heavens could not do anything to Ye Yang for the time being. Hongjun saw clearly that Ye Yang blocked the attack of the saints with the scepter in his hand and the breath of the Creation Green Lotus.

And there were faint signs of counterattack, which made Hongjun very angry. Seeing Hongjun's attack coming again, Ye Yang was horrified. Hongjun's attack was not as light as the saints of the heavens.

If Ren Zu is the leader of martial arts, then Hong Jun is the leader of Xuanmen Xiandao, and his magic power is even better. If Ye Yang takes this attack head-on, he will die.

The previous attack made his martial arts will collapse, and even the defense of Ren Zu's scepter collapsed. This attack came again. If there is no way, Ye Yang will die.

Suddenly, his soul rushed into his body. Looking at the fortune lotus under Ren Zu's seal, Ye Yang knew that Ren Zu's seal was useless at this moment. Only the fortune lotus might be able to resist.

What made Ye Yang angry was that this thing couldn't be moved.

"Ancestor, grandpa, can you move a little, I'm almost dead."

The attack was getting closer and closer, and Ye Yang was sweating all over.

"This is not a charity hall. You have eaten so much of my human luck, are you just going to stand by and watch?"

With a roar, a terrifying power erupted from Ye Yang's body in an instant.

"Boom boom boom"

As if the Great Dao had taken action, and as if he was at the same level as Pangu, in an instant, a wave rippled out from Ye Yang's body.

Boom boom boom.

This wave swept in all directions in an instant, directly attacking indiscriminately.

"This is."

The saints in the heavens also saw this scene. They only saw the wave coming and were stunned, but Hongjun was horrified.

"Huh? The breath of the Creation Green Lotus? No, run--."

"What?"

Boom boom boom.

The saints were submerged by this wave on the spot before they could react, as if they were instantly washed away by a flood.

Even Hongjun's attack was broken up, and the wave trend did not stop and went straight to the chaos billions of kilometers away. In an instant, it seemed to split the chaos into two, and there was a faint spirit of opening the sky.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

In a series, the saints vomited blood violently, and were swept billions of kilometers away in an instant. Even Hongjun ran a long way.

"This this."