Prehistoric: The supreme human race, abolishing the throne of Nuwa

Chu Feng used his strength to kill Donghuang, and the human race divided him into his own body and ate him.

This made Nuwa even more angry.

All the races in the wild were even more shocked!

"Donghuang was really killed?" The quasi-sages were completely unable to sit still.

As the top combat power of Heaven, Donghuang was beheaded like this, and even eaten by others. Even his feathers were used as human wedding clothes.

Looking at the furious Nuwa, Chu Feng remained unmoved and his mood was stable.

He was just a little shocked. Even after killing Donghuang, the territory could not be upgraded. How much energy would be needed next?

After just thinking for a moment, Chu Feng came back to his senses.

He pursed his lips, looked at Nuwa, and sneered: "Come on? Keep doing it."

Standing proudly in front of the saint with an invincible posture, this made the strong men from all races in the ancient times lament that Chu Feng's bold behavior was simply arrogant!

Nuwa used her power again, and once again she used her full strength. This time it was even more terrifying than before. The ground beneath her feet was annihilated, showing an unprecedented ruin.

At this moment, it seems like time goes back to a time before the beginning of the universe. The terrifying ancient aura rushes towards the face, and the air is filled with silky coercion.

With a bang, Nuwa erupted again.

However, this time, Chu Feng no longer avoided it. The moment the force rushed into the territory, he was instantly resolved.

The posture is extremely relaxed and there is no pressure at all.

Seeing Chu Feng easily neutralize her fierce offensive, Nuwa stopped taking action. She realized that Chu Feng was far stronger than herself.

Maybe he is really above the saints?

After humming, Nuwa was suspended in mid-air, waving her hands to shape mountains and rivers, breathing life into being, and reappearing the power of a saint.

A little person condensed in her palm and asked: "I created the human race, just like the little person in my palm, you were born like this. My blood flows in your body. Do you really want to bring three thousand people with you?" Is it possible for the human race to disobey me?"

At this time, the little man in Nuwa's hand had taken shape, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She has not been injected with the blood of her own saint, but has form but no heart, cannot last forever, and is fleeting like an epiphyllum.

Listening to Nuwa's question, Chu Feng sneered: "What a mother. Your blood does flow in our human race, and we do worship and love you as a mother. But my human race was massacred, and the human race knelt on the ground to pray for my mother. Where were you during the asylum?"

Every word is piercing the heart, as sharp as a sword. At this moment, the divine sky comes to the world, illuminating the area where the human race is, extremely gorgeous.

Nuwa stared into Chu Feng's eyes, squinting and saying nothing.

Her face was livid, she had already given up her status as a saint, but Chu Feng was so disrespectful? Reveal his past!

On the top of Kongtong Mountain, the three thousand people couldn't help but burst into tears after listening to Chu Feng's words.

Once, they worshiped the Holy Mother and prayed that the Holy Mother would protect the human race and bring good weather. Later, when the human race was massacred by lich, they also prayed for the Holy Mother to come to the world and save the human race.

However, many prayers and sacrifices were in vain. Hundreds of thousands of human beings were almost slaughtered. Many close friends and relatives died in vain, and they no longer have the warmth of the past.

In the distance, Chu Feng stared at Nuwa's eyes full of Taoist charm and asked, "Is it the Taoist ancestor who is blocking the way?" Or is it the advice of a saint? Have you ever heard of the suffering of mankind? ! '

Nuwa remained silent.

However, Chu Feng's words were even sharper. He shouted: "To this day, there are still human beings who can't believe that the mother who created herself would watch her children being slaughtered by lichs and remain indifferent." Chu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed. Looking at the human race on the top of Kongtong Mountain, he questioned Nuwa and said, "Look at the sorrow and disappointment in their eyes. They are just a group of orphans abandoned by their mothers."

Nuwa looked sideways at the top of Kongtong Mountain, then looked at Chu Feng, remaining silent.

All the tribes in the prehistoric era were paying attention and were silent for a moment.

During this period, a few quasi-sages murmured: "Nuwa is originally a demon race, and she created the human race in order to become a saint. No matter how much that person says, what will happen?"

"Nu Wa is a saint. From ancient times to the present, all saints are ants. How can we understand the suffering of human beings?"

They looked at the 3,000 human race who were already crying and it was difficult for them to empathize, because they, who had been familiar with the rules since childhood, could not empathize with the weak.

It didn't work before, it doesn't work now, and it won't work in the future.

"The weak are the weak. Who among all the tribes in the ancient world is walking on thin ice? It is simply ridiculous to try to beg Nuwa for protection!"

"You haven't looked for the reasons within yourself for so many years? If you had worked hard enough, why would you have ended up where you are today?"

There were also quasi-sages from the demon clan who sneered.

At this moment——

Three thousand human beings burst into tears.

They recalled the despair of being slaughtered by the lich, their powerlessness in the face of the butcher's knife, and the fear that had been suppressed for many years completely broke out.

Chu Feng stared at Nuwa with extremely cold eyes: "This is the human race, weak and powerless. If you are really willing to take action, even if you just say a word, why would the human race be like this?"

He turned around and looked at the three thousand humans.

Then, he took a deep breath and invoked the divine voice.Looking at Nuwa, he bowed and said softly: "Holy Mother."

At this moment, the expressions of the powerful men of all races changed significantly, becoming even more confused and strange.

Chu Feng had never bowed down when facing Nuwa before, and had always behaved extremely forcefully. Why did Chu Feng suddenly pay homage to Nuwa now?

Could it be that he is giving in?

Nuwa was startled at this moment.

He didn't know what Chu Feng was up to, but he felt vaguely uneasy.

At this time, Chu Feng straightened up and said loudly: "This is my last bow, to repay you for the grace of creation."

"Last bow? What do you mean?" Nuwa felt increasingly uneasy.

Chu Feng said coldly: "From now on, humans will no longer worship the Holy Mother."

As soon as these words came out, all the tribes were shocked, and even the Saint-Slaying Capital suddenly stood up.

At this moment, after the astonishment of the three thousand human race, their eyes became firm. They bowed to Nuwa and said loudly: "I have seen the Holy Mother. From now on, the human race will no longer worship the Holy Mother."

There were even people holding huge stone hammers high in front of Nuwa's sculpture. They knelt down and stood up, their eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Then, in front of all the people of the prehistoric times, the stone hammer was pulled, and then the sculpture was smashed and collapsed!

The sculpture was torn apart and shattered in an instant. Huge rocks fell on the ground, causing the Kongtong Mountains to tremble.

And at this moment, the vision appeared.

This is not a vision caused by Nuwa or Chu Feng, but a vision of the saint's status crumbling.

In the air, there is an aura of destruction, as if the end of the world is coming, a dense black area, and black thunder is gushing and flashing.

In the sky in the distance, a huge irregular crack appeared, mixed with the aura of annihilating the heavens, which quickly filled the air.

Chu Feng raised his head. He was confused, but soon he understood.

The human race no longer worships Nuwa, and she became a saint because of this. Now the cause and effect has arrived, and her holy status is in jeopardy!

Not only Chu Feng, but other saints also felt it, but the one who was shocked and frightened was undoubtedly Nuwa herself.

Because she became a saint with the help of the human race, she is very aware of the consequences that the separation of the human race will have on her!