Chapter 2: Angry at the Virgin Nuwa, the Human Race Becomes Independent (Please Read On!!

Chapter 2: Angry against the Virgin Mother Nuwa, human race becomes self-reliant (please read it!!)

I only saw the purple air coming three thousand miles eastward, lotuses growing step by step in the direction of the East China Sea, the faint sound of Sanskrit sounds appearing on the avenue, and a sighing sound coming:

"Hey, human race, I have no choice but to do it. Everything is destined by God. If we can strengthen ourselves, we will have a chance of survival."

Rumble

Suddenly, the wilderness shook, golden light fell from the sky, and the direction from which the sound came was like lotus flowers blooming continuously in the sky and earth.

"This leader of Tongtian?"

"Oh my god, the leader actually spoke."

"But it's still helpless. Even the saints can't make the decision."

All the great powers of the ancient world were also greatly shocked. The Tongtian Cult Leader had little relationship with the human race, but he dared to give pointers. On the other hand, the Human Ancestor Holy Mother and the Human Cult Leader were indifferent at this moment.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun also slowly opened his eyes, but then closed them. Although the Tongtian Cult Leader reminded that something was wrong, the general trend has not changed.

In an instant, the monsters who were continuing to slaughter the human race also stopped in an instant, and their whole bodies were tensed up with fear. How could they dare to be distracted by the saint's instructions?

In Biyou Palace, just as Master Tongtian finished speaking, the voices of Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun rang in his ears.

"Hmph, Tongtian, you are too lenient. The human race should suffer from this."

"Tongtian, such mortals don't know how to count, and he is responsible for the continuation of the human race's catastrophe. He knows clearly that the human race's catastrophe will never end until he dies."

Tongtian sneered and replied:

"Hmph, now that we have separated, why do you care about my affairs? I founded Jiejiao just to seize a chance of survival. I just didn't want to violate the doctrine. Although the general trend is unchangeable, the small trends can be changed.

"On the other hand, eldest brother, you are the leader of the Human Cult but you don't do the things of the Human Cult. You still have the nerve to talk to me?"

"And Brother You, you have always thought of yourself as noble. If you don't accept it, let's have a fight. Don't let me bully you. If you can break my Immortal Killing Sword Formation, I will kowtow to you three times."

"You bastard."

The world doesn't know about Sanqing's argument, but Tongtian Cult Master has a feeling in his heart. There may be some connection between his Jie Cult and the human race, but the secret is confusing and cannot be seen through at the moment.

After Ye Yang heard the prompt from Tongtian Cult Leader, he felt helpless, but since he could answer it, it was enough. He slowly held his fists and saluted to Tongtian Cult Leader:

"Thank you, I will remember it on behalf of the human race."

Then Ye Yang straightened his body and looked at the sky full of gods and Buddhas. A sad and helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile was so helpless. An ant was still alive, let alone a human being?

"Haha, the human race has to rely on its own efforts after all. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Even if you die, I will pull off both of your beards."

Rumble

Suddenly, Ye Yang seemed to be surrounded by golden light, and it seemed as if the ripples of the avenue were vibrating. His aura instantly rose, and he vaguely had the power of the Great Sun God.

"What is this human race going to do?"

"Huh? Could it be that this human race does not recognize the great calamity of heaven and is trying to act against heaven?"

"Damn it, what is he going to do? No, he is gathering the luck of the human race and wants to shake the secret of heaven.

"What? Not good."

The great powers were puzzled, then surprised, and finally shocked. Even the saint thirty-three days away opened his eyes.

I only saw Ye Yang taking a deep breath, and then a vast voice came out from his chest and heart:

"Today the human race is in trouble. Kneeling to pray to heaven has no results. Kowling to the saints is hopeless. Nuwa is the holy mother of the human race and enjoys the fate of the human race but does nothing. The saint of Taiqing is the leader of the human religion. He controls the fate of the human race but does nothing to pretend to be deaf and dumb. I have begged for help all over the nine heavens and ten lands, but it is better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself. I, the first human race in the wild, am willing to hold up the sky of the human race. "

Looking up at the sky full of gods and Buddhas, Ye Yang's body was filled with golden aura, and he roared loudly:

"I, Ye Yang, the first person in the Xiantian Human Race, am willing to leave the last drop of blood for the orthodoxy of the Human Race. All races obey the orders. The Human Race does not respect heaven and earth at this moment. The Human Race should continue to strive for self-improvement. The Human Race should go against the current and everyone is self-reliant. If you don’t believe in the gods and Buddhas in the sky, I, Ye Yang, share weal and woe with the prehistoric human race, and depend on each other for life and death, so we regard them as human beings——”

Rumbling, the color of the sky and the earth changed in an instant, thunder rolled in the sky, Hongjun also opened his eyes, a golden light penetrated the chaos, and the scene at the foot of Buzhou Mountain was instantly dazzled in his eyes.

I saw Ye Yang suddenly looking up at the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace, and shouted sternly:

"The luck of the human race has blessed me, Nuwa. As the Holy Mother of the human race, you enjoy the luck of the human race but do not protect the human race. Don't you think it is shameful to enjoy the merits of the human race so much?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant shock. The powerful Bafang was so shocked that he almost fell down on the spot.

Ye Yang directly called the saint by his name, which was already treacherous. Looking at his attitude now, is this a denunciation of the Holy Mother?

"Human race, shut up. You dare to call this holy name directly. It is an unpardonable crime."

"You should be the one to shut up, Nuwa."

Ye Yang took the risk and relied on the good fortune of the human race to dare to anger the saint.

"You enjoy the merits of the human race, but do nothing about human affairs. You take the title of the Holy Mother of the human race but allow the demon race to slaughter the human race wantonly. I don't think you are the human race's holy mother. I should call you the demon race's holy mother."

Rumble

In an instant, the saint's anger broke out.

"Ant, you are so treasonous and ungrateful as above. Today, this saint is known as the Holy Mother and will punish you on behalf of heaven."

After Nuwa's voice fell, a handprint of the sky fell from the thirty-three heavens. The saint's move was majestic.

The great powers watching the show were also shocked. All those below the saint were ants. Although they had the cultivation of Daluo, they did not dare to compete with the saint. In an instant, the area of ​​tens of thousands of miles was cleared.

Ye Yang was also horrified. This was the first time he saw a saint take action. It was indeed very oppressive, but he had a rebellious heart. Even if he died, he would fight to the end.

"Human race is self-reliant. Even if they die in battle, they will not bow their heads."

Ye Yang was seen with light flashing all over his body and roaring:

"The luck of the human race, bless me, give me the top--."

Ye Yang was an ant, and the entire tribe was also an ant, but blessing the luck of the tribe was different.

"What? Damn it——."

Nuwa was horrified, and then she remembered that Ye Yang was the first human of the Xiantian, and now he was the leader of the human race. He should have the ability to mobilize the luck of the human race. This is why the great catastrophe of the human race must kill off the Xiantian human race.

Boom boom

Puff——.

Hard steel Nuwa, although blessed with the luck of the human race, but Ye Yang is just an ant after all. The difference was immediately seen under one blow, and the luck of the human race was shortened on the spot.

The gods and Buddhas in the heavens were also shocked. Although the luck of this human race was not strong, it was so heavy. Otherwise, how could an ant survive?

"Hmm——."

Suddenly, a light "hmm" came from the faint chaos, and many powerful people heard it clearly.

"How could this be..."

"Oh my god, I didn't expect the human race's luck to be so strong and solid that it actually hurt the Saint Nuwa."

"This"

Hongjun, who was far away in Zixiao Palace, also saw this scene clearly and frowned immediately:

"What exactly does this kid want? Even if you want to take away all the human race's luck, you can't backfire on Nuwa."

If other saints took action, it would be normal to be backfired, but Nuwa is the Saint Mother of the human race after all, how could she be backfired by the human race's luck? At most, it's just the three mothers teaching their children.

"Wait, that's not right. In addition to the human race's luck, there is also a mysterious power."

Hongjun counted with his fingers and was instantly shocked.