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

The humans stopped worshiping, which made Nuwa furious.

Now, several other saints can see that her holy position is crumbling. The influence of cause and effect is too great, and it will directly backfire.

She could clearly feel that the luck she had received from the human race had dropped sharply to only half of it.

At that time, she raised her head suddenly, her eyelids were twitching, and the bright stars in her eyes disappeared, turning into black holes of nothingness.

Staring at Chu Feng, a holy voice descended from the sky and asked: "You ant, what are you going to do!?"

Without the worship of the human race, Nuwa's holy position was unstable and her strength had declined. This made her angry but also felt a little scared.

She never thought that a human being created by herself could force herself to this point.

At this time, facing Nuwa's question, Chu Feng ignored it.

The golden light trembled all over his body, and he stepped back a hundred meters. While his body flashed, his fingers dropped, and the mountains and rivers that had been severely damaged began to gradually recover.

At this moment, everything seems to be going back in time, returning to its original, undamaged state.

On Chu Feng's fingertips, golden divine light was flowing, dazzling, and at the same time, there was also mysterious energy gushing out.

Seeing Chu Fengyun's calm and graceful posture, Nuwa squinted her eyes. She fully realized that the first human race she created had the most powerful power.

"Restore the vitality of mountains and rivers in a matter of seconds?"

"Has the Supreme Being of the Human Race reached this level of strength?"

This is a method only available to the most powerful. Even so, it will cause a certain degree of abnormality.

However, Chu Feng performed it calmly, returning to the original wherever his finger pointed.

Then, he looked at Nuwa and shouted: "Nuwa, the Virgin Mother of the human race, enjoys the fate of the human race. She should have protected the human race, but she was indifferent when the human race was massacred by the lich. She is in vain. In the name of the Supreme Being of the human race, I will immediately protect the human race." From now on, the position of the Holy Mother Nuwa will be abolished. From now on, the human race will no longer worship the Holy Mother."

As soon as these words came out, all races fell silent.

At this time, Nuwa was even more furious. She glanced at Chu Feng coldly, wishing to chop him alive.

Far away on the top of Kongtong Mountain, three thousand human tribes also heard Chu Feng’s divine voice. They were stunned for a moment and then reacted.

Thinking of the genocide they had suffered, the hatred and unwillingness in their hearts was like a raging fire that wanted to quickly devour them.

Then, the three ancestors of the human race took the lead in shouting, and among them, Ren Er and Ren San raised their sharp blades high and roared: "From now on, the human race will no longer worship the Holy Mother!"

"From now on, humans will no longer worship the Holy Mother!"

Some of the three thousand humans began to raise their fists high, their eyes became more determined, and their voices became louder and louder.

The crowd's voices were like thunder, as if the entire top of Kongtong Mountain was shaking, and the voices of three thousand people spread throughout the wilderness.

Chu Feng deliberately amplified their voices.

Faced with the Virgin who she begged but never came to help, the human race had long been disappointed with her.

The oath of the human race was uttered, the heavens shook, and the thunder rolled, as if the world was destroyed.

The vision that originally appeared due to the crumbling of the holy throne was instantly shattered at this moment, followed closely by the vision of thunder.

In the vision, there is an extremely obscure and mysterious power, which is the spread of the breath of heaven.

The human race once again swore an oath, causing heaven to be shaken, and all races in the wild were shocked by this.

Countless powerful people watched from tens of millions of miles apart, and their hearts were shocked beyond measure.

"The human race really broke up with the saint this time."

"Empress Nuwa became a saint because of the human race, and now her sainthood is crumbling because of the human race. Her thunderous wrath can be felt even from thousands of miles away."

"Disrespecting the saint, the human race is too bold."

All races looked at this scene in disbelief.

For a saint, the world is open to whatever he wants. Who dares not to bow his head when he sees a saint? Let alone confronting him in person, how can he not be shocked?

At that time, other saints were also paying attention to this matter.

The hall is filled with golden light all over the body of Saint Jieying. The magnificent Buddha statue is a hundred feet long. The statue is solemn and exudes the pressure of the Saint that makes all living beings surrender.

He looked at the human race at this time and was quite dissatisfied, and shouted: "You are disrespectful to the saint. This mere human race is too courageous!"

As soon as the words were spoken, thousands of thunders surged and dark clouds covered the sky.

And in the next second, a golden light shot into the sky in response to the saint's body, directly shattering the world and shocking the whole world.

At the same time, the leader of the Human Sect, Laozi, was also angry, and the pressure radiating from him as the center shocked all the powerful men around him.

"A mere mortal is disrespectful to a saint!"

Yuanshi and Tongtian are also roaring, like mountains falling apart and the earth cracking, the overflowing holy light can easily kill ordinary people.

Who among all races can bear the wrath from the saint?

The five great saints were angry at the human race's behavior of not respecting the saints, and all races could clearly feel it, and their hearts were horrified.

At this moment.

Above Kongtong Mountain, Nuwa glared at Chu Feng, floated forward three feet, and shouted: "I created the human race, and now you want to cut off the connection between the human race and me? Abolish my position as the Holy Mother of the human race? This is simply treason! "

"Then I would like to ask my empress, what should I do to quell your thunderous wrath? To protect the integrity of the human race?" Chu Feng sneered.

In response, Nuwa said coldly: "You and the three thousand humans kowtow to me three thousand times and immediately withdraw the oath of heaven. I can consider letting you go."

Chu Feng crossed his arms, calm and composed, staring straight at Nuwa with a sneer on his face.

On the other hand, Nuwa seems to be extremely strong on the outside, but actually she is a little panicked on the inside.

Originally, he should enjoy 40% of the luck of the human race, but now he only has the last half percent left. This half of the luck is still due to the creation of the human race.

Otherwise, they will inevitably fall into the holy realm. At that time, the six great saints in the prehistoric times will immediately become five. Who in the world will still respect the saint Nuwa?

The holy throne is crumbling and falling into the holy realm. At that time, the strength will be reduced sharply. Who knows what will happen?

Nuwa's face was ashen.

She knew that all the tribes in the wild were looking at her, and as a saint, she had already been questioned for not killing Chu Feng. If she continued, where would her majesty be? ?

Facing Nuwa's incompetent rage, Chu Feng sneered lightly: "Aren't you a saint? If you have the ability, will you take me down and destroy the human race?"

Seeing Chu Feng's proud face, Nuwa's heart became even more angry.

She was very cautious because she failed to kill Chu Feng in two consecutive attacks, so she did not dare to attack rashly at this time.

At that time, all races felt incredible and horrified.

The supreme human race provoked Nuwa in person? So brave!

"I am giving you a chance. Kneel down and bow your head quickly. I will spare your life!" Nuwa roared and looked at each other coldly. The power of the saint surging around her became more and more surging: "I am the Holy Mother of the human race. Without me, how can there be human race? today?"

Behind her, there was already a desolate area. Affected by the saint's aura, nothing existed. As far as the eye could see, there were white bones.

Hearing this, Chu Feng sneered: "If you don't care about the Lich massacre, then what use do we, the human race, need from you?"

The divine sound is overwhelming, sweeping across mountains and rivers.

Facing Chu Feng's sneer, Nuwa's expression turned extremely ugly.

At this moment, the roar of three thousand human beings came from the distance: "What do we, the human race, want from you?"