The time of prehistoric times is respected

Then Hongmeng Ziqi reacted again, Nuwa knew that she couldn't go on, so she stopped and said no more.

In fact, Nu Wa has already said it clearly, the central place of the Great Desolation is where the opportunity lies, as long as I am willing to go, I will definitely be able to discover something.

Nuwa doesn't know the exact fate of Lao Tzu, but it is estimated that it will be higher than the human race, and the human race happens to be multiplying in the territory of the Wu clan at this moment.

"Thank you, Nuwa, Junior Sister!"

Lao Tzu cupped his hands and bowed.

If he really finds an opportunity in the middle of the wild and breaks through to become a saint, then Laozi owes Nuwa a big favor, and the opportunity to become a saint is not small.

Nuwa was not polite either, and accepted the gift safely.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, I don't know..."

Yuan Shi was just about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Nu Wa,

"Second Senior Brother, you are just like Senior Senior Brother,"

Then he looked at Jieyin Zhunti, saw that they were hesitant to speak, and without waiting for them to ask questions, he said directly,

"Do you remember what Master said when he accepted disciples?"

After finishing speaking, I will not say any more. After a few words, too many secrets have been leaked.

The Primordial Purple Qi was about to be suppressed again, so Nuwa had to stop.

And Nuwa is not like Hongjun, who knows the general trend of heaven, and can only make vague calculations, and doesn't know how a few people became holy.

Nu Wa turned around, looked at her own world again, thought for a moment, and three Taoisms flew out from between her eyebrows, it was the word "Wa Huang Tian", which merged into the world and disappeared.

But it is already in the secret, which is equivalent to registering a household registration and setting a name.

And the palace refined by Nuwa has also been completed, and it is no longer comparable to the Time Dao Palace and Hongjun's Zixiao Palace, and is only equivalent to the best Houtian Lingbao.

It is enough to be used for cultivation. The Time Dao Palace of Shichen is very strong, but it is only a place for cultivation.

The three words "Wahuang Palace" appear above the gate of the palace, which is the name of the palace.

What Dijun saw, his eyes lit up, could it be that Nuwa had escaped from the demon clan, and why before that?

As if seeing through what Dijun was thinking, Nuwa explained,

"The emperor of heaven, the way of heaven is fair, and the saints maintain order!"

With a simple sentence, Di Jun understood what Nuwa meant, and a saint can't do whatever he wants, he has to obey the general trend of heaven and not participate in the battle.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, for clarifying the confusion!"

Di Jun replied.

Nu Wa did solve the doubts in Di Jun's mind. Di Jun believed that if Fuxi was in trouble, Nu Wa would definitely help, even if he couldn't help, she would secretly help.

Tai Yi was a little disappointed. Sure enough, the opportunity to prove the Tao was not so good. If he missed it, he might never meet it again in his life.

Immediately after clearing up his mood, Tai Yi once again strengthened his belief, the most taboo thing for ascetics is to waver in the mind of Dao.

Just like the demon clan before, if the strength obtained by forcible devouring cannot match the Dao Xin, the success will fall short in the end.

The crowd began to disperse, Nuwa's opening of the dojo had ended, and several people also knew their future results.

It must be the same as Nuwa, living in the chaos, and must not interfere with the prehistoric.

After everyone left, Nuwa continued to maintain the small world, and after a thousand years, Nuwa was able to escape.

The prehistoric center, the territory of the human race.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the population of the human race has already reached several million. The witch race is really envious.

If the Wuzu had this fertility, they would not be so passive in the battle with the Yaozu. In the past, one Wuzu often fought against several Yaozu.

But what the Witch Clan didn't expect was the Dao of Heaven, the number of Witch Clans was not enough, and the quality was high. The lowest level of the blood pool bred by the Pangu Palace was golden immortals, and the Yao Clan were mostly ordinary creatures.

The strong physical body of the witch race restricts fertility, but it seems to have no effect on the human race.

Among the millions of people, many of them have tempered their bodies and reached the realm of heavenly immortals. Ren Zu not only learned the fusion of combat skills, but also broke through to Daluo Jinxian.

This speed made the Wu Clan feel ashamed. The Twelve Ancestral Witches would think that it was a mistake to take in the Human Clan. The Human Clan developed too fast. If they were given a few Yuanhui time, they might become a great clan.

On an open space in the Terran area, violent winds danced wildly, forming a storm, and the sharp wind spread across the space like a sharp blade.

Inside the sharp wind is Ren Zu, Yu, this is the name Yu gave himself, Yu means fire, which means the flame that illuminates the human race, and it is exactly the same.

I saw Yu holding a long halberd, swinging it airtightly, the oncoming wind blades were all blocked, and occasionally one or two pieces of his clothes were cut off by others, but only a white mark was left on Yu's body.

Yu's training method is equivalent to physical training, mainly tempering the physical body, using the innate qi to control the witch weapon, combined with the "wu" fused with the Wu clan's combat skills, he was able to persist in not worshiping under the great Wu Fengbo.

You must know that Feng Bo is a veteran witch, although he didn't put in all his strength, it can also show that Yu has made great progress.

The strong wind continued to hit, and Yu resisted and killed Feng Bo at the same time. The distance was getting closer and closer, and when he approached Feng Bo, he was under more and more pressure.

Yu began to struggle a bit, gritted his teeth and continued to push forward, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was the expression of exhaustion.

"break!"

The long halberd was raised high above his head, and he smashed down Huashan Mountain with all his strength, and went straight to Feng Bo's face.

Uncle Feng's expression didn't change, he stretched out his right hand slowly, with five fingers spread out, to block in front of the Gang Qi, when the Gang Qi hit it, his palm trembled slightly, but there was no scar.

Uncle Feng's eyes were a little surprised. This time, the power of the last battle was much stronger. It has only been ten years.

Immediately, the power of blood in Feng Bo's body condensed, and he punched out, turning into a huge fist shadow, attacking Yu.

Seeing this, Yu quickly drew back to resist, with the long halberd across his chest, his left leg squatted halfway, his right leg stretched straight, and Gang Qi gushed out from his whole body. When all the preparations were done, the huge fist shadow had already struck.

"Boom!"

The fist shadow hit the halberd, but there was a crisp sound, and Yu flew out backwards, with blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and coughed twice.

Uncle Feng put away the wind blades all over the sky, walked towards Yu, and said with a big smile,

"Haha, good boy, not bad, he has improved a lot, and he won't be seriously injured after being hit by me. In a few hundred years, he may surpass me!"

"The great witch is really powerful, my martial art still needs to be honed!"

Yu replied modestly.

Chapter 145 The Attacking Mosquito Taoist