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

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi yelled in horror.

The river of fate is extremely mysterious.

Even a sage can only glimpse one or two of it, but cannot fully understand it.

But even if he can't fully understand, there is one thing Donghuang Taiyi is clear about.

Even if all have become saints.

If you really fall into the long river of fate.

It will also be smashed instantly.

The flesh is turned into ashes, and the primordial spirit dissipates.

Completely disappeared in the long river of fate.

What a saint without dust and dirt.

What saints are immortal.

What an ambition to dominate, a born king.

The slogan was shouted again and again.

Can't save him either.

Donghuang Taiyi was terrified and wanted to struggle, but found out.

The harder he struggled, the faster the chains dragged.

"Brother, help me."

Donghuang Taiyi was terrified, and had already forgotten that Di Jun was not yet a saint.

Scream for help.

Di Jun couldn't care less about anything else.

Want to step forward to rescue Donghuang Taiyi.

Yet he couldn't even get near those chains.

Karma and fate are illusory.

Even the saints can't spy on one or two.

How can a quasi-sage have the right to touch it?

Di Jun turned into the true form of the Golden Crow again, and grabbed Donghuang Taiyi.

Want to drag the other party out.

But the effect is the same as Donghuang Taiyi's own struggle.

It will only make the chain drag faster.

Nu Wa looked at Dijun Taiyi with a flat face.

If Donghuang Taiyi hadn't struggled hard before, he wouldn't have stimulated the river of fate.

The spear that contained the power of a saint's blow affected cause and effect, and finally dragged out the river of fate.

Against fate?

It's not impossible.

But if one's own strength is not enough, then the more you resist, the more you will fall into fate.

Just like the current Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

saint.

It was originally a pawn of destiny.

Where do you get the qualifications and strength to resist fate.

Crash.

The river of fate made a sound of rolling waves.

Thousands of waves splashed.

It fell on Donghuang Taiyi.

Immediately it was "hot" and screamed in pain.

Even a saint cannot bear the pain of fate.

Or it can be said the other way around.

Precisely because he is a saint.

So even more unable to bear the pain of fate.

Seeing that Donghuang Taiyi was about to slip down the long river of fate.

A giant hand broke through the space of a thousand layers of heaven and earth.

Grab Donghuang Taiyi and drag him away from the river of fate.

Crackling.

Originally, it was just quietly being a chained Wahuang Holy Sword.

Instant rage.

Rolling up billions of waters in the long river of fate.

It turned into eight thousand li water dragons.

Roar!

The eight dragons sing together.

Shatter that transparent giant hand.

Then all eight of them went up together, crushing Donghuang Taiyi.

Accelerate and drag towards the long river of fate.

at last.

A sigh sounded.

"Nu Wa, let Tai Yi go, his life is not exhausted, he shouldn't die now."

Hongjun's Eye opened in the sky.

Thick might of heaven fell from Hongjun's eyes.

Supreme.

But deep down, there is a sense of helplessness and fear.

Chang Xi frowned.

Knowing that Hongjun borrowed the authority of heaven.

Her thousand layers of universe space cannot be stopped at all.

Although she was a little dissatisfied, Changxi still took over the Qiankun space.

Just continue to protect the human race.

Wait for the result.

Look at what this bad old man wants to do.

Nuwa snorted softly.

"Not only did he not repay the karma of the palace, but he also planned to suppress and kill the palace."

"You asked Ben Gong to let him go?"

"Alright, if you ask me to demolish Zixiao Palace, I will release Taiyi."

Hongjun's tone was very helpless.

"Then let them pay you back the cause and effect, plus compensation."

"In addition, the deity also owes you a karma, how about it?"

Hongjun was also helpless.

After being vomited blood by Chang Xi before.

He originally planned to close Zixiao Palace to recuperate.

But who would have thought that Donghuang Taiyi and Nuwa would fight.

It's okay to fight.

Anyway, Donghuang Taiyi has become a saint.

The way of heaven is not broken, and the saint will not die.

Nuwa beat Donghuang Taiyi to death at most once.

After thinking about it, I couldn't fight anymore.

But Hongjun never expected it.

Dong Huang Tai Yi waved too much.

Waves out the river of fate.

If Donghuang Taiyi really fell into the long river of fate, he must be really dead.

Dong Huangtai died one by one, Hongjun's training for so many years, wasn't it in vain?

Seven saints, seven saints, they are all prepared by Hongjun for the future transcendence of heaven.

missing one.

The probability of transcending the way of heaven will be doubled.

under last resort.

Hongjun can only come out to sell face.

The deity is also very desperate to meet such a disappointing disciple.

Nuwa also knew that Hongjun could not be offended to death now.

Otherwise, it would be causing trouble to Master Longming.

So he pondered for a while.

"can."

Hongjun's eyes turned to Emperor Jun Taiyi who had turned into a true spirit body.

"You must follow through on the four causes and effects that Nuwa requested, and you must not owe any debts."

"In addition, you have to come up with compensation that satisfies Nuwa."

Say it.

Hongjun's eyes flickered.

Disappear.

Hongjun left.

Those prehistoric powers who watched the whole process were relieved.

Then fry the pan instantly.

stimulate.

It was so exciting.

I didn't expect the battle of saints to be so exciting.

And this result was unexpectedly so unexpected.

Even the river of fate came out.