Gonggong was hesitating.

This ancestral witch, the top being in the witch clan, one of the two most powerful clans in the prehistoric world, was hesitant. He was afraid. He was afraid of the human race.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, many human races showed excited expressions on their faces.

Everyone, even the injured ones, stood upright.

This is dignity.

The dignity that belongs to the human race.

Ling Tian used his own methods to get back the dignity belonging to the human race from Gong Gong.

This is the first time that the human race has had dignity since it was created by Nuwa. This is also the first time that the human race has shouted out its own voice to the top beings on the ancient land.

Before, when Gonggong and Zhu Rong collided, the human race was no better than ants in his eyes.

But now, even if Ling Tian threatens him severely, Gonggong no longer dares to ignore the existence of the human race.

This is dignity.

The area around Buzhou Mountain fell silent for a while.

Ling Tian stood in mid-air. The faith and fanaticism from the human race were constantly burning in his body, and then, through systematic purification, he began to increase his power.

Ling Tian looked at Gonggong calmly.

With the worship and belief of the countless human beings under Buzhou Mountain, Ling Tian could feel the power in his body boiling. At this time, he could enhance any of his powers at will.

The power of time and space, the power of martial arts, or some strange power.

The power from the inheritance of Hongjun Daozu.

Different powers can be improved.

However, Ling Tian did not immediately improve any of them. He just stood in mid-air and looked at Gong Gong quietly.

In the prehistoric period, the Wu Clan was the top existence. The current human race was far from having the possibility of confronting the Wu Clan. With the violent collision between Gonggong and Zhu Rong just now, Ling Tian did not believe that no one from the Wu Clan came forward.

He looked at Gonggong coldly, but he could clearly feel the mighty aura coming quickly from the distance.

That is the aura belonging to the witch clan.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have always advanced and retreated in unison. Gonggong and Zhu Rong collided so violently, how could the Twelve Ancestral Witches not come over?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the beings that could form Pangu's true body.

Ling Tian would be lying if he said he didn't feel anything at this time.

However, no matter what, Ling Tian would not retreat at all at this time.

The ground was filled with smoke and dust, and soon, a large group of burly and unseemly figures with the same height arrived in front of Buzhou Mountain. Ten beings as big as Gonggong and Zhu Rong came forward first.

The strength of those ten people rose up, and then they swept towards Zhu Rong fiercely.

Ten different forces entangled and collided with each other, tightly restraining Zhu Rong.

Then, the forces of various rules began to collide, and finally, the flames on Zhu Rong's body began to dissipate.

In fact, it was not impossible for the Wu clan to extinguish the flame of Zhu Rong's true form, but Gonggong subconsciously wanted to kill three birds with one stone, so he chose to knock down Buzhou Mountain.

A hint of chill flashed in Ling Tian's eyes.

It is not surprising that the two Lich clans seem to not care about the human race, but in fact they are not completely indifferent. If possible, the two Lich clans will still not hesitate to destroy the human race.

"Gonggong..."

Someone among the newly arrived ancestral witches shouted.

While speaking, the ancestral witch looked at Ling Tian, ​​with a trace of doubt appearing in his eyes.

"Zhu Rong just had a problem with his strength. I wanted to knock down the innate water above Mount Buzhou to draw the nine heavens..."

Gonggong looked at the ancestral witches and said.

Later, Zhu Rong finally revealed his appearance as an ancestral witch, looking at the other ancestral witches with a hint of weakness.

"Without the innate water, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for long..."

A weak voice came from Zhu Rong's mouth.

Ling Tian frowned slightly. Based on his perception of power, he could clearly judge that although Zhu Rong's condition was extremely poor at this time, his life was definitely no longer in danger.

But now, Zhu Rong said this, presumably to cover up Gonggong.

Of course, it is more likely to be to find an excuse for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to take action.

Although what happened to Zhu Rong was caused by the demon tribe, now, these witch tribes seem to be targeting the human race.

Most people in later generations sympathize with the Lich and Witch tribes, but in this age of great strife, which tribe can be pure and kind? When it comes to preserving the continuation of their own race, any heroic spirit will turn into calculation.

"I want to see who dares to stop us from getting the innate water..."

Some of the ancestral witches who had just arrived looked at Ling Tian and sneered.

The twelve ancestral witches, combined together, form Pangu's true body, which is an existence that can fight even against a saint. In fact, if the power required by Pangu's true body is not too huge, even Emperor Jun and Donghuang of the demon clan can't.

The top powerful man even has treasures such as Donghuang Bell, Hetu Luoshu, etc., but he has absolutely no resistance against Pangu's real body.

Although such terrifying power cannot last forever, even the demon clan dare not underestimate it, let alone the human clan.

A single ancestral witch can destroy the human race, and the twelve ancestral witches together form Pangu's true form, which can sink Buzhou Mountain in minutes.

In the past, the reason why I didn't act recklessly was because I didn't want to offend the saint too much. Now that I have a reasonable reason, there is no need to hesitate.

Ling Tian listened coldly to the conversation between these ancestral witches, and a sneer slowly appeared on his lips. These guys were trying to intimidate him with their words.

"Gonggong, apologize, apologize to those humans who died because of you and Zhu Rong, and then provide compensation..."

Ling Tian stepped forward, glared at Gong Gong, and waited for the ancestral wizard to speak in a deep voice.

These ancestral witches are intimidating him. The twelve ancestral witches themselves are already invisible to the human race, and the shamans who follow are even more powerful and terrifying forces. Under this situation, the human race itself should no longer

Do a little bit of counterbalance.

However, Ling Tian knew better that the human race could never retreat.

In fact, the current situation of the human race is extremely embarrassing.

As the protagonist of the third world after the lich recognized by heaven and earth, the human race itself is destined to be the commander of the third world after the two worlds of dragons, phoenixes and lichs. However, both dragons, phoenixes and lichs have too strong innate power.

Before the great catastrophe of dragon and phoenix had passed, the strength of the two clans of lich and lich was not much inferior to that of dragon and phoenix.

Now, the human race is destined to be the protagonist of the third world, but compared to the two lich races, the human race is even worse than the ants.

This is also the reason why the human race did not create the power of the lich, dragon and phoenix, even though they replaced the lich and witch races to rule the world.

In the third world, the human race, the protagonist of heaven and earth, is no longer the master of heaven and earth. This is because the human race is insufficient in strength, and more importantly, because the human race has not had such ambitions from the beginning.

Being weak leads to lack of courage, and lack of courage leads to not daring to resist, and then, not resisting leads to even more weakness...

The disgusting cycle has caused the human race to have three emperors and five emperors, but the three emperors and five emperors are only human emperors, not the lords of the three realms.

If he wants to change this fate, Ling Tian must help the human race to maintain their pride from now on.

Of course, this is actually an adventure.

If you are not careful, the human race may encounter terrible dangers because of Ling Tian, ​​but similarly, if the operation is good, the human race may also rise because of Ling Tian.

This is a huge gamble. Compared with the original trajectory, although the human race is humble, it will eventually become the protagonist of the world. This huge gamble seems to be full of too many unpredictable factors.

However, Ling Tian himself is not a person who likes to receive unfair treatment. What's more, if he doesn't change the fate of the human race, then what's the point of traveling to this world.

Is it possible that it could have passed peacefully for millions of years and turned into a pile of dust?

Obviously, this is not what Ling Tian wants.

Ling Tian still wants to reach the top in this world, and then, after fixing the problem of time and space, return to the world of the Three Kingdoms.

After walking around the heavens and worlds, in the end, all Ling Tian wanted was stability.

If you want to get the life you want, you need to change the trajectory of the human race. You need to let both the Lich and the Lich races see the dignity and pride of the human race.

Ling Tian's words were categorical, and his eyes were equally cold to the extreme. Gonggong and the ancestral witch who spoke looked stunned, and a group of witch clans looked at Ling Tian in disbelief.

A human race actually dares to provoke the witch race like this. Is this a joke?

After being stunned for a moment, all the witch clans became angry, and violent auras of power suddenly rose into the sky. Countless witch clans looked at Ling Tian and the human race angrily. At this time, they no longer even wanted to knock down any Buzhou Mountains.

I want to lure some innate water above the nine heavens.

These witch tribes even want to directly destroy the human race.

However, before these witch clan could attack, Ling Tian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next second, blood began to fill the witch clan.

The Blood Lotus surrendered, the Yuan Tu Sword floated, and Ling Tian's voice sounded in the bloody floating light.

"Our human race was created by the Nuwa Empress. Although we are said to be the darlings destined by heaven and earth, we are nothing more than rootless duckweeds now. If I exchange the duckweeds of my human race for the strength of your Wu clan, my human race will not lose...

"

A cold and absolute voice sounded.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the surviving humans looked at the blood-colored light that Ling Tian transformed into; the eyes of the witch clan that enveloped most of them became fanatical.
To be continued...