The coast of the East China Sea.

The ancestral land of the Terrans.

As the elder brother of the Terran Virgin Nuwa Niangniang, after entering the Terran Race, Fu Xi was respected and loved by all the Terrans, and at the same time was called the Emperor by the Terrans!

Over the years.

Fu Xi led the human race step by step to new glory, and relied on his own law of fate to create an innate gossip suitable for the human race.

Meantime.

According to the survival habits of the human race, Fuxi also invented many hunting tools, such as: fishing nets, etc., and even lived according to the human tribe, and formulated a variety of rules, such as: marriage, and the immediate family members of the tribe are not allowed to intermarry with each other, so that the human race can further become prosperous and powerful!

It's worth saying.

Fu Xi, as the Emperor of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, maintained a tacit attitude towards the struggle between the human race and ordinary demon beasts.

Because.

The Terrans must have a corresponding opponent to sharpen themselves in order to make themselves strong.

Although there are constant disputes between the human race and the demon beasts, these disputes are not taken into account by the high-level of the human race and the high-level of the demon race.

After all.

Our Lady of the Terran race is Nuwa Niangniang!

And the Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor Emperor Di Jun is also a humane saint!

The Emperor of the Human Race, Fu Xi, is also the Emperor of the Demon Race!

With the acquiescence of the high-level, the demon clan let some ordinary uncivilized demon beasts serve as the grinding stones of the human race, and those powerful members of the demon clan have already withdrawn from the coast of the East China Sea, so there will be no real conflict with the human race at all!

this day.

Fu Xi was blessed by the terrifying luck of the human race, and the Hongmeng purple qi in the sea jumped wildly, he felt something, stepped out, and came directly to the top of Mount Tai.

The next moment.

Fu Xi looked thirty-three days away and solemnly swore an oath.

"On the basis of humanity, today I am full of merit and merit, and I hereby vow to benefit all souls and humanity!"

Boom!"

Thundered!

The humane morality in the sky fell, like a golden pillar of merit, directly poured on the top of Fu Xi's head, and then with his own luck, he completely refined the humane Hongmeng purple qi in the sea of knowledge in one fell swoop.

Meanwhile.

A golden overpass plunged straight into the top of Mount Tai from thirty-three days away, and Fu Xigao sat on the golden overpass, and the whole person exuded an incomparably sacred and powerful aura.

Subsequently.

Rain of golden petals in the sky,

melodious singing,

The breath of nobility and holiness,

Such a vast vision of heaven and earth instantly woke up all the living beings in the entire desolate world.

"Huh!"

At this moment.

Almost all the creatures of the desolation were awakened by this terrifying vision, and then they all looked at the sky above the sky.

When all the living beings saw the figure on the golden bridge, they instantly understood the true identity of this saint!

"Congratulations to the saint of Fuxi for his sanctification, congratulations to the saint of Fuxi for his sanctification!"

"Congratulations to the saint of Fuxi for his sanctification, congratulations to the saint of Fuxi for his sanctification!"

With the congratulations of the desolate spirits, Fu Xi, who was bathed in humanity and morality, slowly opened his eyes.

This moment.

All things in the wilderness are so clear, and at the same time, their own mission also makes Fu Xi realize his heavy responsibility.

"This seat of Fuxi, today the enlightenment of sanctification, in order to benefit the desolation of all souls, in 5000 years on the top of Mount Tai preaching, those who are destined can come!"

As a saint of humanity, it is natural to make his own efforts for the benefit of humanity for all souls, and all souls in the flood desolation are part of the desolate humanity, if they become more and more powerful, the desolate humanity will also be even stronger!

............

Heaven.

The Treasure Palace.

When Di Jun sensed that Fu Xi had become holy, the Heavenly Court's Qi Luck Golden Dragon also let out a loud dragon groan, and it directly skyrocketed to 500,000 zhang!

on this.

Dijun was overjoyed in his heart!

"Congratulations to Emperor Xi for his sanctification!"

The next moment.

Di Jun looked at the powerful figure on the top of Mount Tai and directly congratulated him with his fists.

Now.

The demon clan already has two humane saints, plus the second brother Donghuang Taiyi is about to become a great saint, so what is there to fear about in the future lich tribulation?

Not to mention.

With the strength of his own demon clan Heavenly Court, coupled with the authority to dominate the flood wilderness, even if he is a Heavenly Dao Saint, he must obey the orders of his Heavenly Court in the future, right?

Come to think of it.

Dijun's eyes burst out with a monstrous essence!

"Huh!"

The next moment.

Di Jun's eyes looked at Buzhou Mountain, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"As long as my Demon Clan Heavenly Court wins the Lich Tribulation, I can truly dominate the desolate world, with my identity as 'Pangu Authentic', not to mention the two saints of the West in the future, even if it is the Three Qings, I must obey the decree of this emperor!"

Meanwhile.

Kunpeng, who was in retreat in the Demon Master's Palace, immediately left the customs after sensing the aura of Fu Xi's enlightenment and sanctification.

When he saw the terrifying vision of Fuxi's sanctification on the top of Mount Tai, the envy in his eyes was almost overflowing.

As one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng almost became the ancestor of the Dao Ancestor and the saint of heaven.

Pity.

His holy seat was forcibly snatched away by the two saints of the West because of the red cloud!

Now.

After witnessing Nuwa Niangniang, the Three Qing Sages, the Two Sages of the West, the Heavenly Emperor Dijun, and the Xihuang Fuxi becoming holy one after another, Kunpeng was about to become demons in his heart!

"This seat must be sanctified!"

The next moment.

Kunpeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

..............

Not around the mountain.

The Great Hall of the Witch Clan.

Fu Xi's aura of sanctification naturally woke up the twelve ancestors in retreat, but after Xuan Ming and Houtu woke up, they glanced at Fu Xi on the top of Mount Tai, and continued to close their beautiful eyes, impacting their own shackles with all their might!

And at the same time.

Wu Clan's think tank military advisor Candle Jiuyin's expression was slightly worried.

After all.

In the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, in 20,000 years, there have been two humane saints, plus an Eastern Emperor Taiyi who is about to become a Great Dao saint, but none of his own Wu Clan have achieved mixed yuan, which is really a bit of a pressure.

"Huh!"

Candle Jiuyin's eyes looked at the Xuanming Palace, as well as the Houtu Palace, and he could only pray in his heart that they could attain the Mixed Yuan as soon as possible, so that his Wu Clan would not be completely left behind by the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court!

............

Thirty-three days away.

Wa Palace.

When Nuwa saw that her brother Fu Xi had successfully become a humane saint, a smile of joy appeared on her holy and graceful face.

"Buzz!"

Meanwhile.

Nuwa also clearly perceived the growth of her humane luck, and her humanitarian authority was also snatched back from the hands of Heavenly Dao bit by bit.

"Next, who should I train as a new saint of humanity?"

Come to think of it.

Nuwa glanced at the coast of the East China Sea, then shook her head slightly.

Although the human race has unlimited potential and contains a huge amount of luck, it is not the master of the Heavenly Destiny of the Flood Desolation after all, and its own luck is not enough to support the two humane saints.

"Huh!"

The next moment.

Nuwa thought of another Lord of Destiny, and then looked at Buzhou Mountain.

"If the Wu Clan's patriarch Di Jiang is willing to become a humane saint, with the luck of the Wu Clan's own Lord of the Destiny of the Desolation, coupled with the luck of the 'Pangu Authentic Sect', there should be no problem, right?"

"However, if the Wu clan does not respect heaven and earth, how can they be certified as a humane saint?"

"What's more, the Wu Clan now has a complete method of enlightenment, and its goal will inevitably be the same as that of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Thinking of this, Nuwa shook her head slightly.

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