Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

This fan of five fires and seven birds is a colorful feather fan, which is composed of phoenix wings, green luan wings, roc wings, peacock wings, white crane wings, swan wings, owl wings and seven bird feathers. Fire in stone, fire in wood, fire in samadhi, and fire in the world are composed of five fires.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun held a five-fire and seven-bird fan, and the five fires burned out in an instant.

Although the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was made from the spirit in the fire, when the five fires burned, she also changed her face drastically, she jumped back and shouted: "Uncle and Uncle, I am here to return the sword! How can you fight back with great strength?" Bully the little ones, bully the few with the more!"

"What a stinky girl, you burned Guang Chengzi to death, and you dare to return the treasured sword of killing immortals and killing gods. You are clearly here to show off your might and deceive me to teach you! Master let you go, we will not let you go!" Hehe sneered, pointed with his right hand, and a fairy rope flew out, directly binding the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Chi Jingzi sacrificed the wind and thunder scissors, and the scissors turned into a hurricane and thunder when they hit the air.

Explaining and teaching the three great immortals to attack together, how could the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit resist it!

The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit couldn't escape, she let out a scream, and was instantly reduced to ashes in the hurricane and thunder, leaving only the Golden Cloud Crown falling to the ground.

"This kind of beast dares to come to show off its power, hehe! You are looking for death!" Fear Liusun Hehe sneered, stretching out his hand to call back the fairy rope.

Ji Liusun picked up the Jinxia crown, rolled his eyes, and smiled: "She came to show off that she could kill Guang Chengzi, and I will send him back this Jinxia crown too! Let it be cut off and lose face, to vent this hatred !"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded and said: "Not bad! Not bad! But be careful."

Ji Liusun smiled and said: "My cultivation base has recovered to seven or eighty-eight, even if those beasts of Jiejiao want to deal with me, I can still enter the ground and leave."

"Well, I'm afraid that my grandson will have the land skills, so it's best to let him do it!" Chi Jingzi also nodded and said.

……

The soul of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit flew around for a while, and suddenly felt that the Conferred Gods List was calling him, so he flew towards the Conferred Gods List unwillingly.

However, she was not reconciled in her heart, and a wave of grief flew to Jiameng Pass...

……

Zishou suddenly raised his head, just now, he seemed to hear the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit speaking in his ear.

"My lord, I'm leaving, I can't play chess with you... Take care..."

The voice was very similar to the voice of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, but it contained an uncontrollable sadness and reluctance.

Zishou frowned, where did the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit go?

Why do I hear her voice?

Not right!

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, which made Zishou feel hairy.

"Kunpeng." At that moment, Zishou also shouted Kunpeng's name.

Kunpeng appeared from the courtyard, with an unruly smile on his face: "What? The Emperor has something to say?"

"Help me calculate the whereabouts of the Madonna of Fire Spirit." Zishou said straight to the point, he is a Daluo Jinxian, but he doesn't know how to pinch his fingers, and he should be proficient in this way considering how many yuanhui Kunpeng has lived.

Kunpeng picked up his hand and pinched it, with an interested expression on his face: "This woman went to Kunlun Mountain to repay the treasure, but was beheaded and killed, her soul should be on the list! Tsk tsk, knowing that the two armies are at war, she still has to go Huanbao, this woman is really hopelessly stupid!"

Zishou: ...

Zi Shou's complexion suddenly sank, and anger was brewing in his chest.

Sure enough, he was still dead?

Although he avoided the catastrophe of being crushed to death by Fan Tianyin, he still couldn't avoid this death?

"Go, go to the Conferred God Stage!" Zishou shouted.

"Go to the Conferred God Stage?" Kunpeng showed a smile that was not a smile: "Go to save someone? Let alone that woman may have been on the list long ago, even if she wasn't on the list, do you still want to prevent her from being on the list? The person on the list is on the list, you want to defy the way of heaven!"

Zishou glanced at him coldly, raised his voice and shouted: "Yuan Hong, Shiji, go to Chongcheng!!!"

……

Today's Conferred God Platform is located in Chongcheng, guarded by Bai Jian and the five ghosts.

The stage of conferring gods was full of gloom, and there were gusts of ghostly wind.

From time to time, one or two souls floated towards the Conferred God Stage.

Bai Jian held up a flag calling for souls, leading the souls to the list.

At this moment, a woman in red flew towards the Conferred God Stage with a pale face. The woman in red seemed to be reluctant to give up and stopped frequently. However, she was attracted by the Conferred God Platform and walked forward involuntarily.

"Hurry up and enter the list, why are you dawdling?!" Bai Jian shouted sharply.

The Madonna of Fire Spirit's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she took a few more steps towards the Conferred God Stage.

"Great Luo Jinxian..." Bai Jian narrowed his eyes, and said in his heart: "It's not for teaching, um, that's for stopping teaching. Jiang Ziya said that when the disciples of teaching came here, those who were unknown on the list of gods were quickly used Take the soul gourd and put it away, and those who stop teaching, no matter whether they are famous or not, let them all be on the list."

At the moment, Bai Jian was also waving the soul-calling banner to guide the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit to the Conferred Gods List in the Conferred Gods Platform: "Hurry up and go in! Don't be too nostalgic!"

Seeing that the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit was only three steps away from the Conferred God Stage, Bai Jian felt uneasy for no reason, and urged loudly: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

He swung a whip that beat the soul, and it landed on the back of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, causing green smoke to rise up.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit also let out a mournful wail.

However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Bai Jian, you are courting death!!"

The black spear came through the air, swept towards Bai Jian, and directly sent Bai Jian flying.

Bai Jian's face changed suddenly, and when he raised his head, he saw a man wearing a royal robe of a black bird stepping up to the God Conferring Stage step by step. He was holding a spear in his hand, and black ghost fire was burning on his body.

"No! Someone is coming to snatch the soul!" Bai Jian shouted in horror. This kind of thing was unprecedented. After all, no one would have thought that there would be people who would blatantly go to the Conferred God Stage to snatch the soul.

However, Bai Jian was paralyzed on the ground after being hit by the god-killing gun, unable to move.

Seeing that the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit hadn't been listed yet, Zishou was finally relieved that there was a chance of saving her life before she was listed.

At that moment, he also rushed towards the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, reaching out his hand to pull her back.

However, at this moment, a Taoist suddenly appeared on the Conferred God Stage and said loudly: "What a emperor, you really dare to go against the sky! The poor Taoist has been waiting here for a long time."

After all, one finger pops out!

Mana and true essence burst forth!

Zi Shou blocked it with his god-killing spear, and with a "boom", his palms shook, and he took three steps back.

When he looked up, his face sank.

The person who came was wearing a white Taoist robe, with a gloomy face, and his eyes gleamed with hatred, but he was the vice-principal of Chanjiao, Taoist Ran Deng!

"Your Majesty, go and save people! We will deal with Ran Deng!" At this time, Yuan Hong Shiji, who had rushed over, also saw Taoist Ran Deng, and all attacked him.

Yuan Hong swung the iron rod, and Shi Ji stabbed out with his straight sword.

"How can the light of rice grains compete with the bright moon?" Daoist Ran Deng smiled faintly, pointed with his right hand, and sacrificed one hundred and eight rosary beads.

These one hundred and eight rosary beads are acquired spiritual treasures, and each of the one hundred and eight beads possesses terrifying power.

There was only a flash of white light when he shot, Yuan Hong couldn't dodge in time, he was hit in the face and fell directly to the ground.

Shi Ji held out her sword to block, the rosary was coming very fast, she blocked thirteen or four, and was also hit in the chest by more than 30, and immediately spurted blood wildly, and fell directly.