Chapter 65 The Havoc in Heaven Is Staged Ahead of Time

Ye Yang's voice penetrated the nine heavens and ten earths, resounding throughout the entire prehistoric land. In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly widened his eyes and looked over. He seemed to have sensed something just now, but it was only a flash.

Pingxin, who was standing by, saw hope when he heard this.

"Hongjun, it seems that the ancestor of mankind really has some tricks up his sleeve. Your plan this time is probably going to fail."

"Hehe, really?"

With a slight smile, Hongjun's face became serious again:

"Within the reach of Heavenly Dao, any creature in the prehistoric world who wants to prove the Dao will eventually become a puppet of Heavenly Dao, unless the ancestor of mankind can still find a way to sever the connection between Heavenly Dao and the prehistoric land. Is it possible?"

Looking at Pingxin slowly, Hongjun said word by word:

"Unless the twelve witch ancestors gather together, unless Pangu's will reappears, perhaps Heavenly Dao can be blocked from controlling the prehistoric world again, but is this possible?"

Pingxin suddenly realized why Hongjun had to suppress Pingxin as soon as Heavenly Dao regained control of the prehistoric world. It turned out that it was to prevent the twelve witch ancestors from gathering together to condense Pangu's true body.

I thought Hongjun was really furious and couldn't swallow this breath, but it turned out to be to prevent the only accident. I only heard Hongjun continue to say: "As long as the Heavenly Dao controls the prehistoric world, it is impossible for the human ancestor to prove the Dao for the second time. Even if he proves the Dao, he will be a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, unless..." Hongjun looked at the heaven, his eyes condensed, and his mind recalled the mysterious power in the past. "But there is no chance. The witches and demons are in great calamity, the Buzhou Mountain has collapsed, the ancestor witches have died, Hou Tu is no longer a witch, and the Three Pure Ones have been attributed to the Xuan Dao. From now on, Pangu's influence on the prehistoric world will completely disappear, and the Heavenly Dao will completely control the prehistoric world. Hongjun has been calculating, and Pingxin also understands that Hongjun played this trick to prevent the human way from exceeding the control of the Heavenly Dao in the future. The lucky success of the earthly way is considered as Hongjun's admission. Therefore, when the human way revives, Hongjun must not have any accidents. I only saw Ye Yang's Dharma body burst into a thousand-foot light above the heaven. "The luck of the human race, bless me. ”

In an instant, the luck of the human race in the prehistoric land came rushing in, and it was unstoppable. The prehistoric powers were shocked.

"Wasn't the luck of the human race almost consumed before? How come there is still so much?"

"Huh? Such a terrifying luck of the human race, it is actually faintly surpassing the luck of the demon race. Is the human race really that strong?"

Seeing this, Tongtian Jiaozhu sneered slightly, knowing in his heart that the luck of Jiejiao entered the human race, and the luck of the witch race also entered the human race, and the human race is self-reliant. As long as there are people, the luck of the human race will be strong.

Not only that, the human race has given up everything to help the earth to prove the truth, and the two have already suffered together.

The mere demon race is not worth mentioning.

Boom boom

It was as if the sky was torn apart and the space was trembling. The powerful people in the heavens were shocked, and the saints in the heavens almost couldn't hold it.

"This is such a strong luck. "

Hongjun was also surprised. When did so much luck come out?

"Damn it. Hongjun was very unhappy: "After all, I underestimated the ancestor of human beings, but so what? Under the rule of Heaven, you can't turn over."

Only looking at the heaven, Ye Yang gathered the luck of the human race, and then punched Donghuang Taiyi.

"No matter how many tricks you have, I can break them with one punch."

Boom

A punch was thrown, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the whole heaven was shaking, the power of the punch gave off the feeling of the way of power, and scared the souls of the great powers in the sky, as if they could faintly feel the breath of Pangu.

"It's like, too much like."

The saints were shocked, and Hongjun was also shocked. Sure enough, if Pangu's will did not disappear, the prehistoric world would be affected.

Duang——.

A dull sound appeared, and the Donghuang Bell was hit by Ye Yang and flew back, but it was the reduction of the luck of the human race, but so what?

"Puff."

Donghuang Taiyi underestimated Ye Yang's means after all. He retreated and stabilized his body. He saw Ye Yang coming and shouted loudly:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you dare to bet everything now? Now it's my turn to ask you. My human race dares to bet everything. Do you dare?"

At this moment, Ye Yang's eyes were surging. All the great powers in the prehistoric world didn't know what to say. They didn't expect that the luck of the human race could be used in this way.

There were also many great powers who suddenly had an idea. If all the luck of the human race was not consumed at the beginning and all concentrated, what a terrible scene it would be?

As soon as the idea appeared, it instantly infected countless great powers, and everyone's mind thought of this hypothesis.

The Taiqing Saint regretted, Nuwa regretted, and all the saints in the heavens regretted. If possible, they would like to go back in time and return to the very beginning to treat the human race well, but it was too late.

Since it was too late, they could only wipe it out, or they could only make the human race strong enough to be under their control, otherwise it would be a disaster.

The Saint of Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, the two saints of the West, and others all had their own ideas.

On the heavens, Ye Yang's aura overwhelmed the thirty-three heavens wave after wave, and a terrifying thunderous voice fell from the sky:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you dare?"

Before Donghuang Taiyi could react, another figure suddenly attacked:

"Why not--."

Di Jun stood in front, the three-legged golden crow directly illuminated the entire prehistoric world, wearing a golden crown and imperial robe, representing the emperor of the demon clan.

"Human Ancestor, I tell you in the name of the emperor of the demon clan, the demon clan dares to gamble everything."

Then his mind burst out, and the terrifying luck of the demon race was added. In an instant, he didn't expect that Di Jun's momentum reached the peak, and his actual strength was faintly touching the threshold of the saint.

"And I, Donghuang Taiyi, the ancestor of mankind, bet everything and come to fight--."

The demon king risked everything. This scene made the big guys in the heavens burst into tears. For the future of a tribe, it was also a fight.

"Hehe, good, very good, in this case, let's fight."

Ye Yang grabbed with one hand, and saw the hand of the sky suddenly clawed towards the sea of ​​blood.

"Lend me the power of the six reincarnations."

Boom boom

Only the six reincarnations appeared behind Ye Yang. Although it was not as good as the real authentic Taoist weapon, it also instantly suppressed the luck of the human race. At this point, Ye Yang could finally let go.

"Demon race, come and fight."

Ye Yang rushed out first, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were also unwilling to fall behind. The two of them used all their magic weapons and actually suppressed Ye Yang faintly.

Seeing this, the saints in the heavens had already guessed the result:

"The ancestor of mankind is going to lose. Although he used the power of the six ways to suppress the luck of the human race, it is not the power of the human way after all. Now that Emperor Jun's true cultivation has touched the threshold of the saint, unless the ancestor of mankind has a treasure of his own to suppress his luck, he will lose this battle."

As the saints expected, Ye Yang was indeed a little overwhelmed. He didn't want to cause trouble and wanted to explode the treasure of the human race to suppress the luck as soon as possible, but Hongjun didn't give him a chance.

"Hahaha, ancestor of mankind, go to hell--."

The Golden Crow joined forces, the suppressing power of the East Emperor Bell broke out, and Emperor Jun rushed straight to Ye Yang's chest with the power of the Demon King, giving up everything and wanting to smash the body of the ancestor of mankind. At that time, it would be considered as breaking the oath of the ancestor of mankind, and then the prehistoric human race would be easy to deal with.

Seeing that he was defeated, a voice suddenly came:

"Ancestor of mankind, continue--."

Only a sword light was seen from the thirty-three days outside the barrier of the heavens, and it came straight to the ancestor of mankind, Ye Yang.

"Hmm, Qingping Sword?"

Tongtian Sect Master attacked again. Seeing this, Ye Yang grabbed it suddenly. He instantly felt confident. Qingping Sword was not simple.

"Human Ancestor, make a scene in Heaven Palace."