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

The Immortal Killing Sword exudes Ling Rui's terrifying sword intent, as if it wants to smash those who approach it into pieces.

Kunpeng grabbed the other bloody right hand with his right hand, and gradually approached the Immortal Poking Sword.

There was a talisman drawn on the palm of Chi Jingzi's right hand. When the talisman was aimed at the Immortal Slayer Sword, the terrifying sword intent on the Immortal Slaughter Sword slightly subsided.

The light in Kunpeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, his face was full of excitement, and there was only one thought left in his heart: "Take off the Immortal Immortal Sword! Take off the Immortal Immortal Immortal Sword!"

Just as Chi Jingzi's right hand fully grasped the sword and was about to take it off, a faint sigh sounded behind him.

Kunpeng instantly felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was stiff.

What kind of person can walk behind him silently?

Although he focused on picking up the sword, part of his mind was divided to pay attention to his surroundings...

Kunpeng turned his head abruptly, and saw a woman he would never forget in this lifetime.

A woman in black appeared behind him.

Cold, lonely.

Appears to be absent, and then clearly appears behind.

This sense of gap is probably caused by the fact that the body of the woman in black seems to be illusory, and her face is also extremely pale.

The woman in black glanced lightly at Kunpeng's face, and Kunpeng instantly felt that his whole body was about to freeze, and his right hand fell off.

The air froze, and the surroundings seemed so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

After glancing at Kunpeng, the woman in black walked slowly towards the Poxian Gate and disappeared in it.

After the woman in black was no longer visible, Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief, and a terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "Peace! She is out of hell! She has reshaped her body?!"

……

The Zhuxian formation was already quiet, and everyone's eyes were on the woman in black in unison.

With a loud sound, the Tai Chi Diagram suddenly shook off and was put back into Lao Tzu's hands.

Nuwa stepped out of it, and the luxurious clothes shone with dazzling golden light. As the golden light slowly subsided, she could see Nuwa's face clearly.

At this time, Nu Wa's face was not only surprised, but also surprised.

She was the first to speak.

"Pingxin, have you come out of the underworld?"

Hearing Nuwa's words, Lao Tzu also confirmed the identity of the black-clothed woman in front of him, bowed and bowed: "Pingxin empress, have you reshaped your body?"

Back then, Pingxin was the descendant, and she used her body to transform into reincarnation. Although Pingxin was conceived with the help of the merits of heaven, she lacked the majestic purple energy. Although she was like a saint in the underworld, she couldn't get out of the underworld.

Being able to come to Zhuxian Formation now proves that Pingxin has cultivated a physical body.

Pingxin didn't talk to her, but smiled slightly at Zishou, the smile bloomed on her face, she was really charming and beautiful: "Brother Zishou, how are you?"

Zishou blinked: "Sister Pingxin, have you successfully cultivated a physical body?"

The conversation between the two made everyone around feel a burst of surprise, only Nu Wa showed a thoughtful expression.

"Not yet..." Ping Xin said softly, "But, soon..."

After all, she took a step forward, and countless colorful brilliance burst out of her body in an instant, completely illuminating the entire boundary gate.

At the same time, there was also a tremor in Jiuyou Difu.

All souls trembled, and the judge turned pale with fright.

Something seems to have cut off the connection between Pingxin and the underworld, and also cut off the only cause and effect left between Pingxin and Houtu.

The sound of bells and chimes suddenly resounded in the sky, resounding through one side, and the lingering sound lingered.

Afterwards, the smallpox fell from the sky, and golden lotuses gushed out from the ground.

After taking that step, Ping Xin's body continued to become full and materialized.

Originally it was just a primordial spirit, a will, but now it is giving birth to a physical body.

This change made everyone feel ashamed.

Is this... a sign of sanctification? !

Pingxin completely cuts off the connection with the underworld, cuts off the connection with the former and the latter, and exists without the six reincarnations...

This is the real peace of mind, and there is no trace of involvement with the front and back.

There was a hint of shock in Lao Tzu's eyes: "She reunited her body and became a saint."

The previous Pingxin only possessed the strength of a saint in the underworld, and could not be regarded as a real saint.

But now Pingxin walked out of the underworld, cut off the connection with the six reincarnations, and truly became the seventh saint except Hongjun.

However, what I don't understand is that Pingxin is the incarnation of the will of the underworld, if he cuts off the connection, how can he survive?

"Wait... It's not impossible to do it... But if you want to do that, you must have the Primordial Purple Qi!" Lao Tzu's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said with emotion, "Where did she get the Primordial Purple Qi?"

Nuwa looked at Zishou thoughtfully, and already had a guess in her heart.

Zishou!Is this your card?

Even I didn't guess... Your hole card will be this...

……

Taoist Zhunti's eyes flickered slightly, and the wonderful tree of seven treasures in his hand exuded five colors of light: "Once Pingxin condenses her body, she will definitely be stronger than us. If we can take advantage of this time to kill her..."

He slowly approached - Pingxin, his face was extremely calm, but the killing intent had already appeared in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

But at this moment, a sword sound sounded.

The Qingping sword has been drawn!

Master Tongtian squinted: "Zhunti, what do you want to do?"

Taoist Zhunti immediately laughed and said, "Haha, I can't help but see Pingxin's empress reshaping her body..."

Nuwa also stared at it coldly, but she was thinking in her heart whether the smashed red hydrangea would affect Pingxin.

Laozi also looked at Zhunti with a faint smile in his eyes.

Being looked at by the three sages like this, Zhunti took a step back wisely, screaming in his heart what a pity.

The sound of bells and chimes in the sky became louder and louder, and suddenly, Pingxin stepped out of the light, revealing his body.

She was dressed in a black dress and had a graceful figure.

"Pingxin has met Taoist brother Laozi, Taoist brother Yuanshi, and Taoist brother Tongtian!"

Everyone already knows that Pingxin has successfully stepped into the ranks of saints, and since then has no connection with the Houtu of the underworld, but a brand new saint Pingxin.

"Pindao congratulations to Mrs. Pingxin for reshaping her body and becoming a saint!" Lao Tzu said.

"Pindao, congratulations to Empress Pingxin for reshaping her body and becoming a saint!" Immediately, Yuanshi, Tongtian and others also spoke one after another.

……

In Zixiao Palace.

An old man with a white beard raised his head, his eyes glowing brightly.

"Reshape the body with peace of mind? Become a saint?"

He pinched his fingers and figured it out, and found that even he couldn't figure out the reason for Ping Xin's reshaping of his body.

The old man with white beard slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, his faint sigh came from Zixiao Palace.

……

"Empress Pingxin, it's really gratifying to congratulate you on reshaping your body, it's better to just watch from the sidelines..." The Taoist said, he hoped that Pingxin would not meddle in his own business.

Pingxin didn't talk, just looked at Nuwa: "Sister Nuwa, who bullied you just now?"

Nuwa winked at Pingxin playfully, then pointed at Laozi.

Ping Xin turned to Lao Tzu, with a vague smile on his face: "Brother Lao Tzu, you bully my Nuwa sister, I beat you to relieve her anger, don't you mind?"

After all, with a movement of his body, a palm has been slapped.

Lao Tzu smiled wryly and waved his crutch to parry.