The human race took advantage of the unpreparedness of the demon race and rushed out to Wuzhuang Temple. The human race in the prehistoric world has a much stronger qualification and physical fitness than in later generations. Most of the mortals have the habit of cultivating themselves and refining their energy. Even if they support the elderly and the young, they will walk as fast as they fly. Most of these millions are the remaining human races after many wars, and they are all powerful people.

"Great Elder, how far can I get to Wuzhuang Temple?" A leader looked at the human race who was already exhausted. "The demon race behind is probably coming soon."

"We are not far ahead and we will reach Wuzhuang Temple. Let's persevere. Survival has never been a person who is afraid of life and death!" Shennong flew up in the air, and luck shouted to the people who were rushing, "Everyone must move forward as fast as possible. The survival of the human race depends on their own feet."

Shennong's words really played a very good role. The human race's speed of progress suddenly accelerated, and the opportunity for survival was not something that a saint could say. In the end, you still have to rely on your own feet to strive for it.

Shennong smiled with satisfaction. Although the human race does not have many masters, it has indomitable tenacity. As long as you persist in the Wuzhuang Temple, the human race can respond to the vitality that Saint Zhou Cheng said.

"Great Elder, I just sneaked back and looked at the troops behind the palace. The situation was very bad." Ji Bo held King Pan and hurriedly drove Yun Fei to Shennong from behind, looking very panicked. "The demon clan came here, and Donghuang and Di Jun were even here in person. He was slaughtering the troops behind the palace. King Pan fought to the death and was seriously injured by Emperor Donghuang. He used the Golden Gu Remnant God Technique and escaped. Could it be that I rescued him and ran quickly, but King Pan was afraid... "

"Pan King!!" Shennong stretched out his hand and grabbed Pan King's mind's door. He carefully found that fainting was caused by too weak. Then he inputted a pure and thick immortal true energy. Pan King got the true energy to nourish it, but gradually woke up. "Great Elder, hurry, run away. The demon clan is afraid that he will kill all of our human race this time. Wu Wu and others are already dead and will catch up soon. Run away..." Pan King did not finish his words, and fainted again. He used the Golden Gu Remnant God Technique and lost his only Golden Gu clone before he escaped. Although he saved his life, his vitality was severely damaged.

Seeing that the situation was so serious, the leaders of the human race wanted to arrive at Wuzhuang Temple immediately. Donghuang and Di Jun were both here. The highest cultivation level of the human race was only the early stage of Pan Wang's Daluo Golden Immortal. This was seriously injured. All the remaining masters were only the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal. Could it be that the human race was about to die at the gate of Wuzhuang Temple?

"Oh, it would be great if the people below could fly like us, and Wuzhuang Temple arrived in a flash." Jibo shook his head helplessly. No matter how vigorously he walked like a flying person, the human race was not as fast as the demon race. If it weren't for the troops behind the palace who fought with their lives under the leadership of King Pan, the human race would have been caught up long ago.

"Uh? Flying the clouds and fog?" Shennong seemed to have a sudden idea when he heard this. "Senior Brother Jibo, have you ever remembered a magic technique taught by Teacher Zhen Yuanzi in the past?"

"What the teacher teaches? Flying the clouds and fog?" When Ji Bo heard this, he fell into deep thought.

"In the past, the teacher taught a fairy technique. He used it to transform the universe in his sleeves and was specialized in captivating people! We took the tribe members and took them to escape at the speed of flying clouds and fog, but it seemed faster!!"

"I can't learn the profound immortal techniques of Qiankun in the sleeve. How can I capture these millions of people if the Golden Immortal is used to exert its strength?" Ji Bo shook his head and said, but he could do this immortal technique, but his cultivation level was not enough, and his use was far from enough to the great powers of Zhen Yuanzi.

"We use the method of reversing the true essence to perform this technique, and it will be effective."

When Ji Bo heard this, he nodded helplessly. This method of reversing the true essence is a secret method of immortal art that can drink poison to quench thirst. Once used, it will cause serious injuries and its cultivation level will be reduced by one level, but at this time there is only this method.

"Stop, the demon clan has caught up with me and Elder Jibo, and escape faster." Shennong stood in the void, and pointed two fingers like a sword, chanting: "The way of heaven is not kind, and the soul is rebellious!" Jibo also put down King Pan and chanted the spell and cast the spell.

The two of them were covered with green light, and a blue cloud gradually appeared above their heads, but their strength soared to the level of the Golden Immortal, and they faintly reached the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal. They waved their hands in the air, and their right sleeve turned into the sky. Then a huge suction force was transmitted, bringing millions of human races, Pan Wang and others into the Qiankun sleeve.

Puff! Puff! The two of them just took away millions of human races, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Great Elder, hurry up, let's go, we can't cultivate our family, and the immortal art of the universe will not last long." Ji Bo's face was as pale as paper, and he was seriously injured. Shennong was not much better, and he was bleeding as soon as he spoke: "Even if he dies, he will take his clan members to Wuzhuang Temple." Then the two of them used the immortal arts and shot towards Wuzhuang Temple at lightning.

"I want to run!" A joking voice came from behind, which made Shennong and the others shaking their bodies. Without thinking, they knew that the person coming must be the top master of the demon clan. The one who was chasing behind was Donghuang. He was not chasing him quickly and was about to drive all the human race into Wuzhuang Temple to avoid chasing them all, which would be unbeautiful.

Shennong and the others did not dare to look back, and they recited another spell, and the two of them ran away faster.

"Hmph, it depends on how much cultivation you have to waste!" Donghuang saw that the two of them were running for their lives with secret techniques, and he ignored them. It was like his cultivation level. It was a matter of a moment to catch up with them.

Shennong and the others finally arrived at Wuzhuang Temple. Seeing that the gate was closed, faintly hidden in a yellow cloud, they immediately shouted: "Teacher Zhenyuan, quickly open the mountain gate formation and save us."

After Zhen Yuanzi went to the Imperial Palace a while ago, he received Nuwa's promise, but he could not count the secrets of heaven, so he could only go back to the mountain to wait for the opportunity to rescue the human race. At this time, he heard Shennong shouting and knew that it was time to take care of it.

The yellow clouds in Wuzhuang Temple suddenly burst into pieces, and a huge sleeve was shot out of lightning. Shennong and Jibo were taken in without any reaction. The sleeves were closed, but they retreated back into a yellow cloud. In a moment, a person flashed out of Wuzhuang Temple, but it was the Donghuang Taiyi, who was stroking the clock and laughing: "Haha, Zhen Yuan Lao Turtle, do you think your turtle shell is very hard?"

As soon as Donghuang finished speaking, the yellow clouds rolled, but all Wuzhuang Temples disappeared. They saw a piece of yellow and could no longer be found.

Donghuang frowned, then swept away his spiritual sense, but he was faintly useless. He couldn't help but feel shocked. How could this old turtle have such a high cultivation level?

Soon, Di Jun and a group of heavenly soldiers and generals also came. Seeing the Eastern Emperor standing in the air, he said with some confusion: "Brother, where are the human races?"

"I'll let them go to Wuzhuang Temple." Donghuang said with some concern: "I just didn't expect that the old turtle in this town was much more powerful than before. Seeing that Huang Yun was so prosperous, I'm afraid he was formed by joining the Dishu to suppress it with a large formation. There were indeed no weak people under Hongjun's sect."

"It's okay, nothing is wrong. We are also disciples of Hongjun, so why are we afraid that he will do?" Di Jun looked at him disdainful. Even if Zhen Yuanzi had a good understanding, he was not a saint. Could it be that the two of them could not compete with the Demon Clan formation?

"Brother Di Jun said so much." Donghuang also blamed himself for being suspicious, and then ordered: "All the demon gods obeyed the orders, set up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, break through the Five Village Temples, and captured the remnants of the human race and the old turtle of Zhenyuanzi!"

The demon gods then set out the Zhoutian Star Formation, and saw the Zhoutian Stars in the prehistoric world, hanging down the starlight in the sky. The Wuzhuang Temple and the surrounding area were immediately submerged in the mist of the starlight, leaving only the faint yellow color.

Xie Yuxuan and Zhou Cheng slowly opened his eyes, calculated his fingers, and said to himself: "The century has passed, and the good show is about to be staged!" Then he stepped out and went straight out of the mountain.
Chapter completed!