Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

Most of the human races are in the west, and a small number of human races are in the east, but even a small number of human races have hundreds of billions.

Scattered over the huge wilderness, there are not so many human races, after all, the vastness of the wilderness is endless.

Even with the trillions of human races now, only less than one-thousandth of the prehistoric area lives.

From this we can see how small the human race looked in the prehistoric times.

At this time, ten days hung high in the sky, under the scorching sun, the earth where the human races lived began to dry up, and the human races fell down one by one.

The human race frantically searched for water sources, but within a million miles, where there were any water sources, they had already been melted by the scorching sun.

Thousands of miles of red land is not enough to describe the current scene of the human race. For a while, the human race wailed everywhere.

This phenomenon lasted for several hours, and there was no sound anymore, because there were no living human races.

All the human races were sun-dried, without any moisture on their bodies, and even their blood evaporated.

Above the sky, the ten golden crows laughed loudly.

"This is the human race created by Empress Nuwa. It's too weak, and it's so far away from us that it can't bear the real fire of the sun!"

"For such a race, it is wishful thinking to want to become a vassal race of our Yaozu."

"It's ridiculous to be an ant-like race."

At this time, the youngest Golden Crow said with some fear: "Brothers, let's leave quickly. We have already killed all the human races with a radius of a million miles. I heard that the human race has saints as their backers."

"Xiao Shi, what are you afraid of!"

"That's right, our Heavenly Court has the ancestor of Destiny as the backer, are we afraid of saints?"

"Xiao Shi, don't spoil the fun, if you are afraid, go back first."

All the Golden Crows had a great time playing, but when the youngest Golden Crow said it, they were immediately disappointed.

This little ten is Daoist Lu Ya, but now he doesn't know his identity. I'm afraid there are only three people in the whole prehistoric who can know his identity.

That is Luo Hu, Hong Jun, and fate.

At this time, Lu Ya seemed a little weak and timid, and he didn't dare to leave alone, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

Although the human race is weak, there are saints behind the human race.

And it's not a saint yet, Empress Nuwa is a saint, and Taiqing Daozu is a saint!

These are all saints with a direct relationship.

"Okay, don't talk about Xiao Shi, he is naturally timid, you don't know it, let's leave, if a saint really finds out here, we are afraid that we will suffer a lot." The big golden crow said with a smile .

"Brother said that we came out to kill the great witch, not these ants." Immediately, the second Golden Crow echoed the big Golden Crow.

All the little Golden Crows quickly left this purgatory on earth.

After they left, Luo Hu appeared, looked at the scene in front of him, and shook his head helplessly.

This is the catastrophe of the human race.

Although these human races are all dead, for them, this catastrophe is unfair.

But in fact it is not the case, the way of heaven is fair, of course, except for Rahu.

Heaven has great hostility towards Rahu, so it is impossible for this fairness to be placed on Rahu.

But for the human race, the law of heaven is fair. These dead human races will not be reincarnated in a short time.

In the future, when the heavens are stable, they will be reincarnated as heavenly beings, live in the heavenly realm, and then transform into heavenly soldiers and generals!

This is also a kind of alternative compensation.

With a wave of Luo Hu's hand, this piece of purgatory on earth disappeared, and there was no trace of the human race living here.

As for the remains of those human races, they were all weathered instantly and disappeared into the world.

"The catastrophe of the human race is not far away!" Luo Hu sighed.

At this time, a golden light fell from the nine heavens, and it was the golden phoenix that was carrying Nuwa Empress.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Nuwa bowed to Rahu.

"Jinfeng pays homage to the Demon Ancestor."

"Get up!" Luo Hu said lightly.

Nuwa looked at this piece of land. Although there were no more human races, she could guess what happened earlier!

Immediately, Nuwa said: "Master, the ten princes of the monster clan killed the clan, the disciple wants to..."

"Cause and effect have their own destiny, you don't need to intervene, and this is the doom of the human race, even if there are no ten princes from the monster race, there will be a great witch from the witch race to kill the race." Luo Hu said.

"Master, the human race is weak and cannot withstand the killing of foreigners. Please be merciful to the master and protect the human race through the catastrophe." Nuwa knelt down again.

Jin Feng also quickly knelt down.

But at this time, Luo Hu shook his head and said: "It's not because of the teacher's cruelty, but the human race should be like this. Three disasters and nine disasters, one disaster and one disaster are indispensable."

When Nuwa heard this, her face turned pale instantly. Everything that happened here was just a trivial matter.

She is a saint, and she can know what disasters the human race will face in the near future. By that time, it may not be such a small number of human races that will perish.

"If the human race wants to become the protagonist of the world, and has no experience of wind and rain, how can you take on the heavy responsibility? From now on, if you close your door to Wahuangtian, the Lich will not be able to rob you, and you will not be able to step out of Wahuangtian." Luo Hu said flatly.

But the tone was full of majesty.

Nuwa was a little helpless and sad in her heart, but she didn't dare to disobey Luohu's intentions, so she could only think of a way when the time came.

"The disciple receives the decree." Nuwa and Jinfeng left.

Luo Hu looked at the sky and the earth, and muttered to himself: "A good show is about to be staged, this time I must lure you out!"

.....

Among the Wu Clan, Kuafu is training the Wu Clan army. After all, the restriction of the Demon Ancestor has passed, and a war may break out at any time, and the Wu Clan cannot be sluggish.

"It's not good, there are ten suns in the sky, and many clansmen have already passed out." A witch clan quickly ran over and said to the training army.

At this time, they all looked towards the sky, and sure enough, they saw ten suns flying towards them quickly.

As the sun got closer and closer, they all felt the heat.

After ten breaths, some witches couldn't take it anymore. After all, it was too hot, even Xuanxian couldn't stand it.

Kuafu looked at the sky, his eyes fixed, and he saw what was among the ten suns.

"Bastard, how dare you act wildly in the land of the Wu clan!" Kuafu yelled and cursed.

At this time, the ten suns were already very close to this tribe, and hundreds of thousands of witches had passed out, and some of them had already been roasted to death!

"Big man, don't be rude when you see this prince!" Da Jinwu shouted loudly.

"Ten flat-haired bastards, see if grandpa doesn't beat you to death!" Kuafu was furious, how could he not be angry when so many clansmen died.

A mahogany stick appeared in his hand, and he jumped up, hitting the big golden crow.

What kind of cultivation is Kuafu?

The cultivation base of Zhunsheng in the early stage, these Golden Crows are only the cultivation base of Taiyi Jinxian peak, how can they be Kuafu's opponent.

Seeing this strike, the Great Golden Crow flew high in an instant, dodging the fatal blow!

"Big man, you can't hit him, you can't hit him..." Da Jinwu mocked Kuafu.

At this time, the ten suns were only less than ten thousand miles away from the ground, which made it difficult for the witches who were born under the Golden Immortal to bear it.

Seeing the death of his clansmen one by one, Kuafu was furious. Holding a mahogany stick, he transformed into the body of a great witch, with a height of a thousand feet, stepped out with one step, and with the help of the nearby mountain, jumped vigorously, and hit the big golden crow.

At this time, Da Jinwu wanted to dodge, but it was impossible, all his escape routes were blocked by Kuafu.

"Brother, be careful."

"Brother, we are here to help you!"

"Brother, use the real fire of the sun together!"

All of a sudden, the ten little Golden Crows spit out the real fire of the sun and attacked Kuafu.

How could Kuafu be able to bear the terrifying heat of the real fire of the sun, and immediately the strength of the mahogany staff was reduced by 90%.

It hit the body of the Great Golden Crow, causing it to decline to a mountain.

Although there were some injuries, they were minor injuries.

"Brother, this big man is too powerful, we are no match for him."

"Yes, this big witch is too powerful, let's change another one."

The ten golden crows began to discuss.

Da Jinwu felt that what the brothers said was right, this Kuafu was too powerful, and he couldn't stay any longer.

"Brothers, withdraw!"

The Great Golden Crow made a decisive decision immediately.

However, before leaving, the ten Golden Crows used the real sun fire together, directly burning 100,000 witches to death.

After Kuafu saw these golden crows committing crimes, he wanted to escape, how could he be willing to give up, and even started chasing them.

Although they can fly, flying is not the strong point of the Wu Clan, and they are not as fast as running.

The body of a great witch with a thousand feet is running on the prehistoric land.

The ten golden crows turned into the sun and flew fast above the sky. Although their speed was not too slow, they were barely faster than Kuafu.

For a moment, above the flood, a picture of Kuafu chasing the sun appeared.

The scorching power of the ten suns was so strong that even Kuafu couldn't stand it. After chasing for ten days, Kuafu felt that all the water in his body had been evaporated.

I had to stop by a river, opened my mouth and drank, and in a short time, I drank the entire river.

But this was not enough, Kuafu came to another place and drank the whole river.

Then continue to chase the ten suns, and attack with the mahogany staff from time to time.

Weaken the speed of ten Golden Crows.

Day by day, Kuafu has drunk eighteen rivers and twenty-four lakes.

The curious thing is that such a big event did not shake the prehistoric world, as if all the great powers had been closed.

In fact, it is the current chaos of heaven and earth, and those powerful people don't know what is happening in the prehistoric world at all.

This is the opening of the prehistoric and dark age, in this age of unrevealed secrets, anything can happen.

Crisis and opportunity coexist, and everything depends on personal luck.

After a hundred days, Kuafu didn't continue chasing the sun any more. He stood there with a mahogany stick in his hand, motionless!