Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

Nuwa also has her own plan.

Her elder brother Fuxi's faction had eight people, and if she brought Hongyun to join Zhunti Dijun's side, there would be 16 people, and she was sure enough to defeat the eight people headed by Prince Dong and Chen E, and enter Zixiao Palace securely.

But she couldn't ignore the subsequent impact.

Zhunti Jieyin, Dijun Donghuang, and Minghe Kunpeng are all top-notch powers on one side. Relatively speaking, the combat effectiveness of the Three Emperors and Three Emperors plus Yao and Shun is not strong. Those six are gone.

But it was different when I joined the Fuxi Xuanyuan camp. Relying on the advantage of the large number of people, I united with the East Prince and Chen E to expel or kill those six people first. The remaining 18 people just entered Zixiao Palace. The holy throne is just a battle between two camps.

As far as Chen E is concerned, although Chen E has shown super strength, and the Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West are also top experts, but the Jade Emperor, Ziwei and Zhen Yuanzi were not conspicuous at the time, and there are still two of them, Chang'e and Suchang. A negligible weak woman.

Together with my elder brother Fuxi, it is enough to gain an overwhelming advantage and get the holy place in the bag. Ten people will be divided into six holy places. No matter what, they must have their own share, right?

Nuwa fell silent, Donghua was inevitably a little nervous, he couldn't help looking at Chen E, and whispered: "What choice do you think Nuwa will make?"

Chen E smiled slightly: "Nuwa is a sensible person, you don't need to worry about it."

Sure enough, Nuwa snorted: "Anyway, I have also refined five-colored stones to mend the sky, and I have made great achievements in the world. How can I join forces with evil spirits and heretics? I, Nuwa, will advance and retreat together with my brothers!"

"it is good!"

Fuxi yelled "Hello" fiercely, with a look of relief in his eyes.

The forty-ninth chapter of the soldier who surrenders without fighting

24 people, divided into three parties, the number of people is six, eight, ten, respectively, clearly differentiated.

Xuanyuan said to Dong Wanggong: "Donghua, we might as well join hands to drive out these demons and heretics first, and then discuss the distribution of the holy throne, how about it?"

Donghua is also thoughtful. Although after being expelled from the Zhunti camp, Xuanyuan's side is obviously strong, but no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to occupy the holy position. He only needs a seat.

Ziwei, Zhang Bairen, and Zhen Yuanzi were not in his eyes, the only thing he valued was Chen E, so he cast his consulting eyes on Chen E.

Chen E doesn't care who is a saint, his goal is to snipe at the six saints, and now that Sanqing has died, and then he joins forces to kill Zhunti Jieying, the remaining Nuwa is obviously much easier to deal with.

In fact, he once thought of joining hands with the stronger Styx Kunpeng and Dijun Donghuang to overthrow Nuwa Fuxi and Zhunti. Falling into the long river of history, it is impossible for the dead to be resurrected, at most there is a reincarnation.

But the Three Sovereigns and Three Sovereigns and Yao and Shun all made great contributions to the human race, so he couldn't be unconscionable to become an enemy of these eight people, and let himself go on the path of self-seeking and self-indulgence, so he nodded and said, "I don't want to associate with evil spirits and heretics either! "

"what"

Kunpeng smiled happily: "What a demon heretic, my ancestor thought you were a bit pleasing to the eye at first, but I didn't expect you to be the same as those hypocrites. Could it be that if you have a lot of people, you will be able to dominate the crowd, then the ancestor wants to see, you guys Where is the confidence!"

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, as you wish!"

Chen E smiled slightly, the blue light in his palm flickered, and a thunder from the God of Greenwood Horn blasted towards Zhunti!

He will not take action against Jieyin. In name, Guanyin is his elder sister, and Guanyin is the son of Jieying at the 1250 yuan meeting. Although he cannot be regarded as Jieying's foster son, there is some causal relationship .

Sha Zhunti has no burden.

The Horned God Thunder is the strongest of the Aoki God Thunder. In the past, Chen E could only shoot two shots at most, but now as his physical body continues to become stronger, the upper limit has been increased to four to five.

"Daoist, save me!"

Zhunti instantly felt a fatal threat. Even if he could block it, he would suffer a small loss. At this time, being injured meant falling, and he didn't dare to suffer even the slightest injury, so he hurriedly called for help.

Jieyin gave a loud shout, lifted the bone-like vajra, and joined hands with Zhunti to pick it up.

Fuxi and Nuwa stretched out their figures, and both rushed towards Jieyin, intending to prevent Jieyin from rescuing them, but because Kunpeng was not far away, Fuxi had to guard against Kunpeng at the same time.

Sure enough, Kunpeng flapped his wings and rushed towards Fuxi.

Fuxi's eyes sank slightly, and with his hands ringing together, a vivid gossip diagram suddenly emerged, trembling in the space, and rolled again, covering Kunpeng overwhelmingly.

Fuxi is the ancestor of yin and yang and gossip, and his attainments in pure theory are even higher than that of Laojun. Kunpeng didn't dare to be careless. With a twist of his weird wings, he passed the gossip diagram, and rushed towards Yao and Shun like an arrow off the string.

"not good!"

"not good!"

There were two exclamations in succession.

The sound was Zhunti, he thought that the ancestor Kunpeng would stop Fuxi and relieve his pressure, but he never thought that Kunpeng would not care about himself at all, and went directly to kill Yaoshun.

The other sound came from Fuxi, who had guessed Kunpeng's intentions in an instant. Although there were three parties in the field, temporarily forming a two-on-one situation, there was a practical problem. As long as six more people died, the stone gate could be opened, which was completely unnecessary. Confined to the three-party dispute, it is better to start from the weakest and kill until there are 18 people left. The goal can also be achieved, and the premature fall of the mighty can be avoided.

Yao and Shun were relatively weak.

"Crack!"

Zhunti managed to catch the Shenlei reluctantly, he was already in a panic, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, staggered on his feet, apparently seriously injured, Fu Xi simply gritted his teeth, stopped bothering Yao and Shun, and rushed towards Zhunti.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief, he was right!

Judging from the current point of view, Zhunti must die if he receives the lead, and after killing Yao and Shun, there are still two places. Wanquan can use the two women beside Chen E to make up the number, and the remaining 18 people will enter Zixiao Palace to fight for opportunities.

He believed in the power present, no one would fight himself desperately for the two women.

Even if Chen E is resented, since he has the holy throne in his hands, he is immortal, so what is there to be afraid of?

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Kunpeng's mouth, and a pitch-black light flashed on his sharp claws, locking onto Yaoshun so firmly that even he could feel Yaoshun's panic from the bottom of his heart.

Pay attention to Xuanyuan, Shennong and others, they may have given up on Yao and Shun and rushed towards Jieyin because they were too late to rescue them.

"Father-in-law, fight!"

Shun yelled sadly, his heart was full of the shadows of Ehuang and Nvying, he knew that it was time to say goodbye today.

"Dog thief, Hugh is rampant!"

Yao's weapon was a crutch, and he threw it at Kunpeng in a way that hurt both sides regardless of himself.

Kunpeng was unafraid, as for Yao's old arms and legs, being hit was only a matter of losing a few bird feathers, so he simply didn't avoid it, and grabbed it with two claws.

At this moment, suddenly his back felt numb, his heart was beating wildly, he fluttered his wings without even thinking, but he was still a step too slow, a white light sank into his right wing.

He felt that in his right wing, there seemed to be countless sharp knives cutting non-stop, cutting everything into nothingness, and spreading to the whole body at an extremely fast speed. Melting and disintegrating one after another, they couldn't hold back for long.

Kunpeng knew that he had been plotted against and was at a critical moment, so he grabbed his right wing with his left wing and tore it apart!

"Tear it!"

Blood spurted wildly, and he grabbed the right wing alive, threw it into the void, and was cut into a DNA helical chain in an instant.

"court death!"