'No one knows that humans will be the protagonists of the world in the future.'

'No one knows that this weak race will one day dominate the world and control its own destiny, causing the gods to bow their heads and disappear into thin air.'

'At this time, they are just ants. They are sincere, but no one takes a second look. Most of their fate is to become the food of the demon tribe, and the gods take it for granted.'

Despite the pressure, Yang Lin still had the time to look at those three thousand pairs of innocent and frightened eyes, and see their sadness and despair of being helpless and unprotected.

Although they are still ignorant and unable to see the dangers in the world, they have clearly sensed that this "mother" who created their own lives does not actually care about them.

Giving you life was just an accident.

As for responsibility.

She is a monster after all.

The Holy Mother is only what humans think of themselves, so what does it have to do with Nuwa?

Just making people for fun.

Yang Lin didn't seem to realize that his bones and flesh were about to be crushed into mud. The thick immortal light on his body suddenly fell down due to the pressure of the saint, and he was almost defeated. His soul's magic power was almost frozen.

He didn't even take out a magic weapon to resist, but just said softly: "I will protect the human race, and I will pass on the martial arts to make them self-reliant and become the protagonists of the world!"

Although the voice was small, it resounded throughout the wilderness.

Everyone thinks this sentence is actually a joke.

The sky changed color again.

The sky was filled with purple aura, countless petals, and a coercion more powerful than Nuwa's before, emitted from Yang Lin, the earth roared, and the chaotic air flow surged, as if the end was coming.

Everyone felt their own insignificance and were hit hard by the coercion. Even Sanqing and Jieyin were forced to bend down slightly.

"this……"

"How can it be?"

Emperor Jun and Tai looked earth-colored.

He was forced to lie on the ground and raised his head with all his strength, his eyes were blood red.

The cheers of hundreds of millions of demon tribes suddenly stopped.

They all heard a cold voice: "I, Taoist Master Mu, have become a saint today, opened up martial arts, and broken through the heavenly gate. All sentient beings who have the destiny can practice it."

In the purple air and golden light that filled the sky, a pressure stronger than that of Nuwa came back.

Bo...

The air is like a tidal wave.

Nuwa's face turned pale, and her previous pride had disappeared. She lost control of her body and retreated thousands of miles away as if she was electrocuted.

"Mu Taoist!"

She had just become a saint, and within a few breaths of her majesty, she was reduced to disgrace again, and was forcefully suppressed. Nuwa's heart was filled with anger, "Do you dare to argue with me?"

"Ask for it...but you won't get it."

Yang Lin sneered.

He turned to look at Chang Xi, "You must protect these three thousand human beings and bring them to the East China Sea to find a flat and fertile land to settle down."

"But, Nuwa..."

Changxi didn't have any objections.

She would do whatever Yang Lin said.

She just doesn't understand.

Isn't this a creation created by Saint Nuwa? It's obviously inappropriate to take it away by myself.

Moreover, she clearly felt that Yang Lin seemed to care too much about these three thousand human races, and she didn't know what kind of thoughts he had in them.

"She won't care, nor will she pay attention. If she doesn't care, at least half of these humans will be eaten by the monsters, and very few will survive."

"I understand, don't worry."

Changxi nodded.

She guessed that her master was probably interested in the qualifications of these three thousand humans and wanted to choose a successor from them.

But they never expected that this new human race would one day destroy the two races of demons and witches.

As for what the master said before he became a saint, they were probably angry words, coming from the protagonist. Is this possible?

Yang Lin arranged things for the human race, flew to the sky, and broke through the chaos with a wave of his hand.

"Nu Wa, please dare to fight with me in the chaos. Don't harm the world. Otherwise, it will attract Taoist intervention, which will not be beautiful."

"That's exactly what it should be."

Without thinking, Nuwa followed the light and flew into the chaos. Without saying much, the flames flashed in her hands, and a red hydrangea suddenly appeared and fell forward.

As soon as the hydrangea was released, it whined and screamed, tearing apart the chaos. The earth, water, fire and wind surged together. The hydrangea expanded infinitely and turned into a huge flaming planet. With the power of crushing everything, it rushed towards Yang Lin.

Press your head down.

After becoming a saint, and before becoming a saint, making moves are completely different things.

The control of the rules of heaven and earth is also completely different.

Reaching for the stars and the moon, evolving all things, is just leisurely work.

Yang Lin noticed that Nuwa's casual strike of the hydrangea aroused the resonance of heaven, as if she was going to completely exclude him from this world and beat him into dust...

That's not a hydrangea, that's a real stellar strike.

It was several times more powerful than the attacks of the Zhou Tianxing Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation during the battle between witches and demons that day.

Even a saint who has become a saint through meritorious deeds is much better than a saint who can barely achieve it by relying on formation diagrams.

However, for Yang Lin, this was simply not enough.

Before he became a saint, he watched Nuwa become a saint and let her take the lead, not because he couldn't become the first saint, but because he wanted to find a reason for himself and an opportunity to repay the great world.

From a certain perspective, he actually wanted to give Taozu face.

Taoist Hongjun thought that his method of killing three corpses to become a Taoist was not perfect. If he wanted to become a saint, he needed to clear the way and make a wish in order to become a Taoist.

In fact, after Nuwa became a saint, he just thought about it, completed the three corpses, filled in the last stroke of the picture, and became a saint immediately.

Therefore, he did not rely on merit, nor on making vows, nor on establishing a religion. These are all dispensable things. Instead, he truly achieved enlightenment by killing three corpses and combining them with his soul, and achieved the status of a saint.

In essence, it is not inferior to Taozu, of course, it is Taozu before preaching.

Nuwa, a meritorious saint, had not even been able to completely kill three corpses. She was a saint who relied on meritorious deeds to become a saint quickly.

Infinite light and infinite heat roared in, and the huge and endless hydrangea star arrived in front of him. Yang Lin raised his head coldly, and did not take out the Seven Treasures Bodhi Tree. He just stretched out his hand to catch it, and his five fingers became claws, roaring and swelling, like

If you want to cover up the whole chaos, you have to capture the stars.

Snapped……

Like crushing an egg.

The huge ball of light, which brought killing and destruction and melted everything, exploded into fireworks in the sky.

Amidst the creaking, the red hydrangea returned to its original shape and was held in his hand.

Yang Lin glanced down and shook his head: "Your saint level is indeed a bit watery."

Feeling the whine of the hydrangea in his hand, Yang Lin shook his wrist with his backhand, and the red light turned into a meteor, hitting Nuwa at ten times the speed when it came.

"Do you like throwing hydrangeas? You can also take one and see."

The surprise in Nuwa's heart has not dissipated, and the sky is filled with red light, poof...

A red light passed through his chest, leaving a huge hole.

The infinite power trembles and spreads...

Before she even closed her hands to make the seal, she just stretched them forward, and the holy body exploded into countless stardust.

Only one head was left, rolling around and flying thousands of miles away in the chaos.

"You can't kill me."

Nuwa roared, the heavens trembled, and the holy body recovered again.

She felt weak, but all her injuries had improved.

The surprise in my heart just appeared and subsided again.

"I know that the law of heaven is immortal and saints are immortal, but it will still hurt, hurt, damage the foundation, make it difficult to grow, haven't you noticed?"

Yang Lin took a step forward, and the chaotic light flow surged like waves. A green wooden staff had already fallen into his hand, and he knocked it down.

The entire sea of ​​chaos seemed to be turned upside down, and the green light was like a shadow. It had long broken through the protective scroll of Nuwa and hit her directly on the forehead, beating the upper half of her body into powder.

Only a billion-mile-long snake tail was left, jumping crazily, and in the blink of an eye, it came over again.

The pain was piercing her heart and lungs, and her spirit was weak. Nuwa felt as if she had lost something again, and her brain was a little confused by the blow with the stick.
To be continued...