Even Xiaotian himself didn't know how to answer the inquiries of these ancient ancestors. After all, what Chen Yuyang gave him was just a simple concept, saying that they could come back. This was the first time Xiaotian questioned Chen Yuyang's words. With the cultivation of a saint, he naturally understood what the twelve ancestor witches looked like. Therefore, he didn't know how many humans scattered outside the North Sea could come back, and he couldn't be sure.

This is also the first time that the human race began to question Xiaotian's words. After all, the saints should have been omnipotent and omnipotent in teaching the human race, so they began to question Xiaotian's prestige. This is an inevitable stage of human development, and this is also the result that Chen Yuyang needed. As the protagonists of the future generations, the human race cannot rely on the saints' masters, and cannot rely on the powerful support behind them in everything, otherwise they will achieve nothing.

The wisdom of ancient ancestors is obviously no longer something that can be fooled. On the coast of the North Sea, the great elder of the human race is the Suiren clan. In the development of the human race, the Suiren clan has an irreplaceable role and supreme prestige. With a crutch, the Suiren clan came to Xiaotian step by step, and his eager eyes made Xiaotian at a loss.

"Saint Master, our human race is grateful for the saint's merits of the saint's countless years of education. We have never questioned the majesty and words of the saint master. However, saint Master, we need a clear answer. Do those human races scattered outside the North Sea have any chance to survive? Please give me a message!"

The words of the Great Elder of the Human Race, Suiren, are reasonable and polite. At this time, Xiaotian no longer knew how to answer the doubts of these human races. He was a saint and could calculate the secrets of heaven. However, the saint was not omnipotent. What Tianji told him was that those human races would die, but Chen Yuyang's words were completely the opposite, so he was confused.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaotiandao said: "Suiren, as the saint of human race, I, Xiaotian, have the responsibility to protect the safety of human race, but......"

"Please tell me the truth?" Suiren said.

Just when Xiaotian was confused and at a loss, a voice sounded from the sky like thunder and said, "Xiaotian, you are confused. You are confused between Tianji and my answer. Indeed, you should be confused. This is a dead knot. If I tell you everything, is your mind still necessary for existence?"

A figure followed it and the golden light overflowed, and the golden lotus at the bottom of his feet emerged. Soon the human race knelt on the ground again, and the sound swept over like a tsunami wave and said: "Qingyang Daozun, Daozun, Daozun, Daozun, merciful!" Suiren stood up again and knelt down step by step in front of Chen Yuyang and said: "Please tell me whether the human races scattered outside the North Sea can be safe!"

Chen Yuyang chuckled and said, "Is this very important?"

Suiren immediately showed a hint of surprise and even puzzled, but he still said respectfully: "Maybe it is not important to the Taoist Lord, but it is very important to the human race. The human race cannot give up every tribe, so please tell him!"

Chen Yuyang suddenly laughed, with countless ridicule in his smile. After all, the gap between human races in the past and present lives is too big. These ancient ancestors are indeed simple and have an indescribable kindness. As the saying goes, when a man is born, he is good at nature, and this is true at all. I remembered the classic quotes in the human world again and asked the leader to leave first.

The gap between them is more than a thousand miles, but this place is a prehistoric world after all.........

Suiren said in confusion again: "Why is Dao Zun laughing? Is what I said wrong?"

"Yes, very right!" Chen Yuyang sighed. Perhaps only Xiaotian understood Chen Yuyang's smile at this moment, but Xiaotian still begged: "Brother Chen...we..."

Chen Yuyang waved his hand, waved his sleeves, and said, "Suiren, I hope that the human race can be passed down from generation to generation. The human race must unite and not have civil wars. Do you understand what I said?"

To be honest, Suiren really doesn't understand Chen Yuyang's words very well, but soon after, he will understand and fully understand. Civil war is actually the only way to destroy the human race. Human beings are unyielding, and even if they encounter a major natural disaster, they can survive tenaciously and resolutely, and only humans can kill each other.

"Suiren, I ask you, what do you think if I tell you that the human races scattered outside the North Sea have no chance to survive?" Chen Yuyang asked.

The Suiren didn't even have time to think, and all the bloody young men of the human race stood up and shouted: "We want to save them. Even if we disobey the Dao Zun's intention, we have to rescue them even if we leave Beihai. They are all our tribe members and our compatriots!"

"Yes, we're going to save them..."

Chen Yuyang ignored it and just looked at Suiren and said, "Is this what you mean?"

Suiren clarified the key point and said: "Since you are a human being, you are a human being. Even if you collide with the Taoist Lord, I will say that even if my human race fights until there is the last person left, I cannot abandon my compatriots. With the great elder of the human race, I command millions of human races in the North Sea to rush out and fight the witch tribes to the end!"

"Even if it's dead?" Chen Yuyang continued.

Suiren said fiercely: "Yes, even if you die!"

Chen Yuyang smiled, laughed happily, and said brightly: "Suiren, go, go, the road is tortuous, the future is bright. You will eventually win the battle. I allow you to take the heavenly army in Qingyang Island. For thousands of years, the human race has a strong cultivation level in my Tianjun in Qingyang Island, and no less than hundreds of thousands of people can wish you a hand!"

"Thank you for your compassion, thank you for your compassion!" Suiren fell to his knees again and said.

Chen Yuyang chuckled and reminded: "This time I went to the prehistoric land. I have already told you a fortune. If you go, the human race will be hopeless. If you don't go, the human race will perish!" With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuyang said: "Go and go, don't worry, Beihai, your home will not be damaged, and you will definitely wait for you to come back!"

"Thank you, Dao Zun!" A feeling of wind and coldness immediately appeared on Suiren's face.

Qingyang Island, Chen Yuyang looked at Xiaotian and smiled and said, "Xiaotian, are you incomprehensible?"

Xiaotian pinched the tip of his nose and said, "Brother Chen, I'm just worried that even if the ancient ancestors are given the Heavenly Army troops, they may not be opponents of the witch army. I'm afraid......"

Chen Yuyang smiled and waved his hand and said, "Go, Xiaotian, go and do what you want to do in your heart. With you, the saint, and with the 200,000 elite troops of the heavenly army I brought from the human world, don't let the tribe suffer a loss!"
Chapter completed!