Conquer the world of the heavens

Chapter 1108 Nuwa, Zhao Linger
After leaving Zixiao Palace, Nuwa held the fortune jade scepter, her mind was fluctuating, everything was like a dream.

"The prehistoric world, a different world, is really interesting!"

Nuwa, or Zhao Linger said with a smile.

In her previous life, she came from a world called Fairy Sword.In that world, she was a descendant of Nuwa. Because of being calculated by the emperor Fuxi, the descendants of Nuwa in the past all died tragically and did not end well.His mother, Qing'er, ended in tragedy; his daughter, also ended in tragedy.

But with the appearance of the teacher, her fate changed in one fell swoop.

Instead of falling, she defeated the Heavenly Emperor, and finally became a new generation of Heavenly Emperor, and even got Pangu's treasure, completely changing her destiny.The formerly narrow world of fairy swords continued to expand and turned into the world of longevity.

Cultivation is rising steadily, and finally the world of saints is achieved.

In the end, she left the Longevity Realm and came to a new world. However, due to factors such as the squeeze of time and space and the chaos of time and space, her physical body was shattered, and her soul was shattered. Only the true spirit survived and entered the gestation process.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a whole new world.

Opening her eyes again, Zhao Linger realized that she was Nuwa, and she had an older brother named Fuxi.

In the world of fairy sword, Fuxi framed Nuwa many times, and most of the disasters in Nuwa's line were caused by Fuxi.But in this world, Fuxi treats her very well, for the sake of his sister, he would give up his life.

In the world of Immortal Sword, Fuxi is the emperor of heaven and the ruler of the three realms; but in this world, the emperor of heaven is Dijun, and Dijun is only the lord of the demon clan, not the lord of the three realms.

There is no Hongjun in the world of fairy sword, but there is Hongjun in this one; in the world of fairy sword, the master of the demon world is Chi You, but the master of the demon world in this world is Luo Hui.In the world of Xianjian, Sanqing is just an insignificant role, but in this world Sanqing is a giant.

There are too many differences in the world, and there are too many differences.

Then, in the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, among Hongjun's narrations, it is the most difficult to prove the way with strength.

But in the world of longevity, Zhao Ling'er comprehended the law of good fortune to the extreme, and finally stepped into the realm of saints. There is no so-called sanctification by beheading corpses, and there is no sanctification by virtue.

At this moment, as long as she is willing, she can enter the realm of a saint at any time, but she quickly endured it.If you are too prominent, you will only die a miserable death. Keeping a low profile is king!When all opponents think you are trash, that is the safest time, and you can easily kill many people.

"Master, it is Pangu!"

Zhao Linger said: "The Creation Jade Tablet contains the way of good fortune, if you can understand a thing or two, you can guess the master's intention!"

Is Pan Gu dead?
Hongjun, Sanqing, Twelve Ancestral Witches, etc., many strong people hope that Pangu will die. As the saying goes, the dead Pangu is the best Pangu, but according to Pangu's way, how can he die so easily? .It has fallen now, but in a certain time and space in the future, it will be resurrected and returned.

The third Hongjun sermon was over, all the disciples left, and Zixiao Palace became deserted again!
Time is passing by, and as the prehistoric powers enter Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures, the prehistoric world has gradually entered its heyday, and it can be said that there are many strong people and masters like clouds.

But then, the conflict between the witch clan and the monster clan also intensified.Don't distinguish between right and wrong, the boss doesn't talk about the second child, each other.

"Too much deception, too much deception..." In the Demon Emperor's Palace, Tai Yi roared angrily, Di Jun's face was even more gloomy, and the demon gods kneeling at their feet were also cautious.

"Brother, the Wu Clan bullies people too much, we can't accept the bird's anger, we must give the Wu Clan good looks!" Tai Yi's eyes were red, and the Donghuang Bell in his hand made a crisp sound.

Di Jun looked at Bai Ze and asked, "Bai Ze, what do you think about this matter?"

Bai Ze took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Bai Ze thought it was time to fight!!! If we don't fight, our monster clan's majesty will be damaged, and it's just a good time to measure the weight of the witch clan!

"Okay!" Di Jun's eyes flashed golden, he stood up, exuding boundless power, and ordered: "Where are the ten demon saints?"

"Subordinates are here."

The top ten demon saints stood up, most of them were quasi-sages in the early stage of cultivation, and two of them were quasi-sages in the middle stage of cultivation.

"Ten demon saints, lead 360 demon gods, [-] demon kings, distribute the flags and banners of the Zhoutian stars, and arrange the Zhoutian stars array."

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In the ancestral witch hall, twelve ancestral witches gathered together, standing and discussing something.

Suddenly the sky darkened, gray, without a single star, a bell rang, and the voice of Taiyi came from the sky: "Today, my monster clan will crush the witch clan."

"presumptuous--"

With a loud shout, Di Jiang transformed into the real body of the ancestral witch, swiped his stick in the air, and the light reappeared, and the other eleven ancestral witches also changed into the real body of the ancestral witch, glaring at the sky.

In the sky, Dijun is in front, Taiyi and Kunpeng are on the left and right, followed by the top ten demon saints, 360 demon gods behind, and countless demon kings and little demons. According to their cultivation levels, they each have a banner behind them. The stars on the banners circulate, receiving and guiding countless starlight, echoing with the stars in the sky.

At the same time, they held weapons and magic weapons in their hands, staring murderously at the Wu clan below, as long as Di Jun gave an order, they would attack.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches transformed into their true bodies, and charged towards the demon clan. Golden light, black water, thunder fire, electric light, space, poison, time and other supernatural powers smashed down on the monster clan one after another.

With a big wave of Di Jun's hand, Hetu Luoshu floated in the air, and he shouted: "Put the big formation of Zhoutian and stars."

The three horizontal and vertical slanted lines of Luoshu go deep into the void, forming a three-dimensional number axis. The black and white light spots on the river map are reflected on it like coordinates. , the stars and banners behind them were shining brightly, echoing the coordinates, and they found their positions in an instant.

"Zhou Tian Xing Chen, from—"

All the stars in the sky suddenly lit up, casting boundless brilliance, and the starlight penetrated into the body, and the entire formation was integrated, carrying the mana of countless demons, crushing towards the ancestor witch of the witch clan.When Zuwu's supernatural power came into contact with the Zhoutian star array, it would be quickly wiped out by the starlight.

Di Jiang glanced around at the brothers, and then said in a deep voice, "Prepare for the formation of the Twelve Capitals."

Di Jiang stuck the walking staff on the ground and shouted loudly: "Space—".With the stick as the center, a space with a radius of tens of thousands of miles is formed, and at the same time, other ancestral witches are wrapped in it to resist the crushing of the Zhoutian star array.

Immediately afterwards, the other ancestral witches displayed their supernatural powers in the space. First of all, "earth", "gold", "water", "wood" and "fire" formed the five elements that flowed endlessly. They stood on the ground and continuously transmitted Giving vitality to the space seems to make the space stronger.

Later, the addition of "wind", "rain", "thunder", "electricity" and "weather" made the wind and clouds in the space change, thunder and rain intersect, and everything breeds, just like the prototype of a world.

"time--"

Finally, Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, gave a final shout. The world is constantly changing, the sea is changing, everything is growing, the world is constantly being completed, and even the stars they are not familiar with light up the starry sky.Using the twelve laws and supernatural powers, the twelve ancestor witches planned to change the world according to their own consciousness.

It seems to be extremely complicated, but their movements are also very fast. In an instant, the world change is completed, and a miniature prehistoric world appears in front of you. The mountains and rivers in this world are the same as the prehistoric world, which is the prehistoric world shrunk countless times as a whole. .

"Back to the source!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches activated the secret technique, and immediately the "shrunk version of the Great Desolation" was constantly changing. First, the Buzhou Mountains turned into a backbone, then the mountains turned into limbs and heads, the land turned into muscles, and then the mountains, grasses and trees turned into this The body hair of the human body, jade turned into his teeth, the two stars of the moon and sun turned into the left and right eyes of the giant, the remaining stars turned into his hair, and the last purple star entered the center of the giant's eyebrows.

Twelve drops of blood flew into the giant's heart like twelve suns.

Immediately a stalwart giant appeared, it was Pan Gu.

Based on the original law of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it evolved into a miniature version of the prehistoric world, and the world was reversed, going back to the source, and turned into Pangu.

The Pangu evolved from the Twelve Ancestral Witches is just a pirated version of Pangu, but it is enough to compete with the saints.

"Hoohoo!"

As soon as Pangu came out, a huge aura hit the heavens and the earth, and the star array of all the heavens stopped immediately, and it couldn't run smoothly. Di Jun shouted: "Pangu!!!"

"The Great God Pangu—"

As soon as Pangu came out at this time, as long as they were powerful monks in the prehistoric world, they all cast their eyes on the battlefield, and their eyes narrowed to watch Pangu's expression.

Sanqing sat on Kunlun Mountain, urging the magic power of the water mirror, and immediately projected everything on the battlefield here, Sanqing saw Pangu's appearance, with different expressions, and finally Lao Tzu said lightly: "There is form but there is no spirit. "

With the joint efforts of the Twelve Patriarchs and Witches, they can condense the great array of gods and demons in the twelve capitals, and summon Pangu's body; and with the joint efforts of the Sanqing, they can use the array of Sanqing to summon Pangu's primordial spirit.

At this moment, the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals only summoned Pangu's physical body, but without a soul, so the improvement of combat power was limited.

"Pangu is the master, but unfortunately it's just a replica. The great god Pangu opened up the world and transformed into the great world. What a power and power the twelve ancestor witches condense, not even one billionth of Pangu is enough. If the twelve ancestor witches, They are all stepping into the Hunyuan Realm, forming a large formation at that time, it is a bit worth seeing!"

Nuwa smiled lightly, a little disdainful.

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Pangu let out a loud shout, and struck him with a punch. Immediately, Zhou Tianxingchen trembled and almost collapsed.

"Congeal!"

Pangu grabbed the void, and immediately countless runes gathered in his hands, a phantom sky-opening ax was formed, countless innate vitality gathered, and the sky-opening ax was solidified.

"kill!"

Pan Gu yelled again, and raised his sky-opening ax to strike at the Zhou Tian formation. All the monsters of the Yaozu had been captured by this boundless power, their morale was completely lost, and the formation threatened to disperse.

"kill!"

Dijun drove the star array of the heavens and hit Pan Gu's real body.

Boom boom boom! !

Immediately there were constant explosions and constant confrontations.

The two formations collided, the void shattered, the turbulent flow of time and space, starlight, clear air, turbid air, and heaven and earth vitality were mixed together, forming a chaotic turbulent flow. Countless mountains, rivers, plants, birds, beasts, insects and fish were all counted in the confrontation. Turned into slag!
Buzz!
At this moment, the void trembled, and a huge palm slapped towards the two large formations.

"Saint Hongjun!!!"

A figure emerged in Hong Huang Da Neng's heart, and only this big bull can use such a big move, one person against the two races.

The big hand covered it downwards, and grabbed the two formations, and the formations shattered.

The star array shattered!

The formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals was shattered!

Immediately, the demon emperor Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others all fell to the ground, vomiting blood in their mouths; the twelve ancestor witches also fell to the ground, vomiting blood in their mouths!

There are ants under the saints!
In the prehistoric world, a thought flashed in the eyes of many great powers.

This is the power of the saint, the invincibility of the saint!

The gap between the quasi-sage peak and the saint is too great, almost irreparable.The so-called cross-level battle does not exist at all!

"From now on, the monster clan will rule the sky, and the witch clan will rule the land. There will be no more fights in 10 years!!!"

Hongjun warned.

If the ants don't listen to the warning, he doesn't mind turning them all into ashes.

Yaozu Dijun's face was ashen, physical injury was second, psychological trauma was the most fatal, the gap was too big, this is a saint.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch's expression also changed, fearful of Hongjun's warning.

"Hmph!" Di Jun snorted coldly, his eyes flashed coldly, he glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches in a circle, turned his face, and shouted: "Go!!!"

Di Jun took the lead and led the Yaozu towards the 33rd day.

The Witch Clan stood there watching the Yao Clan leave, but they also disappeared.Some masters even entered the Ancestral Witch Hall and chatted with each other.

From then on, even if the Liches and Demon Clans met each other, they would still stare at each other coldly, and only the little Xiami would fight. As for the big bosses, the big giants never fought.In the next 10 years, the Liches and Demons will enter the Cold War period.

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At this time, in the Zixiao Palace, the old Taoist Hongjun was sitting on a futon, with six monks sitting under him, namely Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, who were also the saints of the Dao of Heaven appointed by Hongjun.

"Meet the teacher." The six monks saluted Hongjun respectfully.

"En." Hongjun nodded and signaled them to stand up. The six monks only felt that a mysterious force dragged them up, making them unable to resist.

Hongjun said to them: "Today, the poor way is about to unite with the way, and become one with the way of heaven. From now on, you will be the upper body and the heavenly heart, and treat all things below, follow the sky, and control the rules."

"Teacher?" Everyone was worried, and Hongjun's tone seemed to be saying goodbye.

"Don't worry about it." Hongjun explained, "After the impoverished Dao is united with the Dao, nothing major will happen. In the future, you must not interfere too much in the prehistoric world, and have no emotion like the Dao of Heaven. I hope you can do it yourself."

Lao Tzu frowned and asked: "Teacher, if you are in harmony with the Tao, is it the Tao of Heaven or Hongjun?"

Hongjun explained calmly: "Hongjun is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not for Hongjun."

Laozi understood that the relationship between Hongjun and Tiandao was the same, and then Yuanyuan asked calmly: "Can the Tiandao be changed?"

When this question was asked, several monks stared at Hongjun. Hongjun glanced at the six people, paused for a moment on Tongtian, and then said slowly: "The small situation can be changed, but the big situation is determined and cannot be changed."

(End of this chapter)