Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

"No way, who made her leave Zixiao Palace. This is the result of not being educated."

"If Nu Wa dies, her seven gourds will be ownerless."

I don't know which power it is.

In a word.

It ignited the ambitions of all the prehistoric and powerful.

Yes.

In those seven gourds, there is enough heavenly merit to directly sanctify the monk's merit.

Even if it can't be refined.

These seven gourds are also the top spiritual roots for refining treasures.

Countless spiritual thoughts stared at the seven gourds that were shining with colorful light and standing upright.

As for Nuwa.

Ha ha.

Dead.

A fool who doesn't want any merit, what is there to care about?

Di Jun's eyes were shining brightly.

A wave of hands.

"Set up the formation. Once Nuwa dies, she will be punished by heaven."

"Those seven gourds must belong to this emperor."

Pause.

Dijun's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Those human races, no one will stay, and all will be slaughtered."

The demon generals around immediately took orders.

"Yes."

Hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals began to slowly deploy.

Like a canopy that will cover the entire sky.

Billows of black smoke flowed out.

The sound of the wind is roaring.

Those prehistoric powers who are planning the seven gourds.

Shut up most of the time.

Only then did I remember.

Di Jun is also nearby.

It is almost impossible to snatch something from the Demon Court. www. There are only a few former Red Dust monks in Zixiao Palace who don't want to give up.

Secretly began to plan.

When it was getting more and more lively outside Buzhou Mountain.

Not in the mountains.

Nuwa's words made Hongjun speechless.

"Nuwa, do you dare to disrespect this deity? This deity is the way of heaven."

The purple light in Hongjun's eyes was even stronger.

It even brought up a bit of black light.

Boundless coercion suppressed.

Hundreds of millions of thunderstorms surrounded a mountainous area where Nuwa was.

Every thunder of heavenly power carries supreme heavenly power.

The newborn human race simply cannot resist such coercion.

All huddled together and trembled.

Long Zi, the leader of Ren Zu, made a human whip in his hand.

Grit your teeth and hold on.

But although the human race is a body of innate dao spirit.

They were just born, and they were only equivalent to the strength of earth immortals.

How can I stop Tianwei?

Long Zi propped himself up with a whip made of man, and stood in front of all the clansmen.

"Can't kneel, can't fall down."

"We are the sons of the Holy Mother and the descendants of the dragon. How can we be so ashamed in front of the Holy Mother and the Holy Ancestor?"

"If you die, you have to stand."

The dragon's seven orifices spurted blood.

The bones of the whole body are crackling, and they may be smashed to pieces at any time.

behind him.

Most of the 36 people are already unconscious.

But even in a coma.

They also supported each other and nailed themselves to the ground.

Even death cannot fall.

How is the day?

Did not create us.

How can our descendant of the dragon, the son of the Virgin, fall down in front of the Holy Patriarch and the Virgin?

puff!

Long Zi, the leader of Ren Zu, spat out a mouthful of blood.

Every orifice in the body is spurting blood.

His vision was already completely blurred.

But he still stood straight in front of all the clansmen.

The mission given to me by the Holy Mother is to protect the tribe.

Then I can't fall down.

Nuwa has been helping the human race resist the coercion of heaven.

Otherwise, with the strength of the newly born human race, it is impossible to persist even for a while.

however.

Nuwa needs to do her best to resist Tianwei.

How much can she help the human race?

Changxi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Master, why don't you help Junior Sister Nuwa? That Hongjun is too bullying."

"How does Junior Sister Nuwa use her merits? What does it have to do with him?"

"The human race has just been born, so what does it have to do with him? He is like this."

"The dignified Taoist ancestor, the great power to fit the Tao with his body, is so stingy."

If it wasn't for Long Ming pressing it.

Changxi had already rushed out.

Long Ming looked at everything in front of him indifferently.

Turning a deaf ear to Changxi's twittering.

Of course he couldn't let Hongjun bully his disciples.

He was just waiting for an interesting moment.

human race.

The darling of heaven and earth.

The variable of destiny.

In the original fate, no matter how much Hongjun plots against the human race.

I dare not really destroy the human race.

At this time, Hongjun was simply overheated and impulsive.

To guide Nu Wa, Long Ming only needs a voice transmission.

If he really didn't allow Changxi to come over.

No matter how capricious Changxi was, she dared not come here.

He wants to close Buzhou Mountain.

It's just a thought.

All this now.

It was just a casual arrangement by Long Ming.

It is to form a momentum.

A gesture that made Hongjun feel that he would lose face if he backed down.

It is to see how well Hongjun and the consciousness of heaven are integrated.

Now judging from Hongjun's reaction.

He really suppressed the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven.

This either means that the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven deliberately gave way.

Or the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven is still consumed at other levels.

Long Ming's intuition told him.

Should be the latter.

The consciousness of the way of heaven is at another higher level, and there is consumption.

This is why the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven will make small movements after knowing that Hongjun is in harmony with the Dao.

It is also the reason why he joined Hongjun.

He has no choice.

But the consciousness of the way of heaven has no choice.

It doesn't mean that Hongjun can play casually.

Seeing that the human race will be unable to hold on as a whole.

Suddenly Hongjun's eyes twitched violently.

Its own silver, white and purple flicker.

It turned into pure pitch black.

The Eye of Scourge moved.

Hongjun in Zixiao Palace immediately felt that the wheel of heaven and law on the back of his head became extremely heavy.