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

Yuanshi Tianzun knew how powerful Pingxin was, and he didn't dare to take her fierce palm, so he flew back and sacrificed Yu Ruyi at the same time.

Ping Xin twisted her body to avoid Yu Ruyi, her right hand was pulling Yu Ruyi towards Taoist Zhunti.

This attack was no less threatening than the leader of the Tongtian sect, Taoist Zhunti hurriedly jumped back to avoid him.

Master Tongtian saw Pingxin coming, his pressure dropped suddenly, and Qingping sword in his hand swept towards the leading Taoist.

Zishou looked intently at the two battle groups. The master of Tongtian held Qingping in his hand, which was light and elegant, elegant and elegant, and his sword moves were clearly dangerous and powerful. Men dance with swords raised.

"As expected of a saint, in his previous life, he might have become a star with millions of fans." Zi Shou thought wildly in his mind.

Looking at Pingxin, it is completely opposite to Master Tongtian, whose sword moves are graceful, like a dance, while Pingxin punches completely indiscriminately, without any rules.

However, Pingxin is an ancestor witch on the one hand, and a golden immortal on the other hand, he can swing a palm or punch at will, and the power is stronger than that of ordinary spirit treasures.

Yuanshi Tianzun's martial arts also came from Hongjun. Although he had other innovations, he was basically the same as Tongtian.

However, although his swordsmanship is beautiful and his moves are complicated, they are no match for Empress Pingxin's punches and palms.

Of these two people, one is flamboyantly flamboyant, and the other no matter how much you show off, I'm going to beat ten at a time.

If one palm is not enough, then two palms, if two palms are not enough, then three palms, four palms, five palms.

Rao Yuanshi Tianzun, who was so graceful and unrestrained, was actually forced to retreat every step of the way by Pingxin, and even his long hair began to be messed up.

Zishou swept his eyes and found Taoist Ran Deng on the battlefield. Taoist Ran Deng held Ding Haizhu, and seemed to be looking for an opportunity to sneak attack the leader of Tongtian.

Zi Shou flew to him, stretched out his hand, and the eight congenital swords turned into a sword array and shot out violently.

If it is said who the Taoist burning lamp is most afraid of at this time, it is undoubtedly Zishou.

Whether it's the sword array or the god-killing spear, it's enough to kill the lamp hundreds of times.

Seeing that Zi was killed, Ran Deng was really scared out of his wits, and immediately turned into a golden light and fled to the northwest.

He escaped too fast, Zishou would be able to catch up with the Golden Crow Transforming Rainbow Technique, but he was afraid that something would happen, so he straightened out the Qinglian Sword and killed the immortal Chanjiao who was present.

When these enlightenment immortals saw Zishou, they seemed to lose their courage, turning light into light, and driving escape skills.

Only Yang Renxiu was too inexperienced to escape, and when he saw Zi was killed, he even waved five fire and seven bird fans to slap him.

This fan of five fires and seven birds is really powerful. Once it is fanned, the five fires will burn out together.

It's a pity that Zishou not only refined the glazed ghost fire, but also absorbed the yin fire from the goddess Ba under the Sitian Mountain, and caused the mutation of the glazed ghost fire. These five fires can certainly kill the ordinary Daluo Jinxian. It was even enough to slap an ordinary quasi-sage to death, but facing Zishou just made him feel hot.

"This fan is interesting!" Zishou shook his long sword, and saw a flash of white light, Yang Ren's arm flew out, and then a sword stabbed out, immediately sending Yang Ren to the list.

After receiving the five-fire and seven-bird fan, Zishou could feel the scorching heat emanating from it, as if a voice in his heart was shouting: "Swallow it! Swallow it!"

Zishou grabbed the fan, brought out the glazed ghost fire and set it on fire, but it couldn't burn for a while. He mobilized the body of the glazed ghost fire wrapped in the fan of five fires and seven birds, put it in the heart aperture, and slowly refined it.

Zishou had a hunch that as long as the five fire and seven bird fans were refined, the glazed ghost fire would definitely become more terrifying.

Looking up at the battlefield, the only remaining battles at this time are the Master Tongtian and Jieyin, Zhunti, Pingxin and Yuanshi Tianzun.

Pingxin crushed Yuanshi Tianzun throughout the whole process, and the leader of Tongtian was injured, and he was inseparable from the fight with Yingying Zhunti.

"Yuanshi old dog! Do you still want to be crucified by me again?" Zishou grabbed out the killing gun and shouted loudly.

Last time, this spear was chopped into two pieces by Yuanshi Tianzun with the Pangu flag, and was later taken into the Xumi ring by Nuwa. At this time, Zishou was only holding a section of the spear head.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked up and was startled, afraid that Zishou would suddenly use the killing gun to immobilize himself.

The last time Zishou erupted with monstrous devilish energy and suddenly pinned himself down with tricks is still vivid in his memory.

"Yuanshi old dog, you will never pull it out again after stabbing it this time! I will stab you for the rest of my life!" Zishou yelled again, muttering in his heart: What a strange thing to say about stepping on a horse.

Yuanshi Tianzun was extremely angry in his heart, he was really afraid that Zishou would suddenly throw the god-killing gun, so he was distracted to pay attention to Zishou's movement.

However, in this way, he is even less of a match for Ping Xin.

Suddenly Ping Xinyi straightened up and pressed his left hand on his chest.

This palm move is extremely dangerous, if Yuanshi Tianzun hadn't been distracted by the quilt, it would be extremely difficult for him to perform this dangerous move.

Yuanshi Tianzun was eager to block with his sword, but he didn't expect that the opponent's palm had already touched his chest, and he didn't even feel a little bit. Yuanshi Tianzun was surprised for a moment, and sneered: "Pingxin, why are you touching me? I'm not you of……"

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes widened, he jumped back, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow".

Qi and blood surged up, his face was flushed, and he was seriously injured by Ping Xin's palm.

Yuanshi Tianzun knew that Pingxin's palm had condensed the extremely powerful sage's true essence, the slap was silent, but the true essence had already hurt the body.

Knowing that something was wrong, he jumped back again and again.

Pingxin didn't pursue him, instead he threw himself to kill Zhunti, and pushed out with one palm.

This slap was powerful, Zhunti jumped back, and said: "Pingxin, you dare to go against the sky, don't you know that Nuwa has been... ah!" Taoist's left foot, and then swung it violently to the ground!

"boom!"

"what!"

"boom!"

"what!"

There was a shock on the ground, the sound of the shock, and the screams mixed together, and Zishou wiped off his cold sweat.

Just like in the Avengers, the Hulk grabbed Loki's feet and smashed to the ground, full of violent beauty.

"Pingxin, if you dare to kill me, Daozu won't let you go... ah!!!" Zhunti Daoist threatened him, and Pingxin pulled him in front of him, and stomped hard between his legs.

"Threat me, are you looking for death?" Ping Xin stomped her feet hard, the ground shook, Zhun Ti was a monk, but she was still a man and had testicles.

As we all know, that part of a man's body is the most sensitive, and if he accidentally bumps into it, he will be paralyzed in pain, let alone doing it on purpose.

And even though Taoist Zhunti was a saint, he couldn't cut off or shrink that place. The pain caused him to foam at the mouth and passed out.

Although a saint can be reborn with a broken limb, the pain is unbearable after all.

Zishou felt a chill between his legs, and subconsciously tightened his legs.

Master Tongtian chopped off an arm of the leading Taoist with a sword, and when he looked back, he couldn't help being two steps away from Pingxin.

There is a kind of pain called looking at it, and only men understand this kind of pain.

"Pingxin, Tongtian, you defy the will of heaven and go against the sky. When I invite senior brother, I will capture you to Zixiao Palace, put you in reincarnation, and never return to the palace!" Yuanshi Tianzun stood in the air and shouted sternly.

They lost this battle today, but if Lao Tzu joined the battle, the outcome would be different.

Saints don't die, that's because the way of heaven won't let them die, it doesn't mean they can't be suppressed or reincarnated.

If the leader of Tongtian is sent to Zixiao Palace to enter reincarnation...

Although, the will of heaven will not let him die, but if he enters reincarnation, he will lose his memory and suffer from reincarnation.

Suffering like this is actually worse than dying sometimes.

The Taoist priest then waved a divine light and pulled Zhunti's feet to stagger back, and also said coldly: "Master Tongtian, I will remember the revenge of this sword! I will take you to Zixiao Palace in the future, Relegated to the mortal world, subject to eternal reincarnation!"

Master Tongtian cast his eyes coldly, and said every word clearly: "Slaughter my sect disciples, and enslave my disciples! As the master of elucidation, you are the head of the Western sect, but you don't rely on your status, allowing the disciples to slaughter rampant , insult me ​​to the sky! I didn't want to argue with you, I trust you and let you do what you want, but you bully others again and again!

That being the case, I will set up a formation of ten thousand immortals at Lintong Pass!Let you treat guests all over the world and visit friends in five lakes!It doesn’t matter whether you invite all the immortals or all the saints, I am waiting for you in the formation of ten thousand immortals!

But look, the sky is full of gods and demons, who dares to enter my Ten Thousand Immortal Formation!Among the many saints, who can survive in the battle! "

With a clang, Qingping's sword was inserted back into the scabbard.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'm going to invite the elder brother to come here, and see your reputation ruined in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation!" Yuanshi Tianzun laughed back in anger, and Yu Yun left.

Jieyin Zhunti and the two men glared at Tongtian bitterly, took a fair look, and turned to leave.

Master Tongtian looked at the battlefield, and immediately stepped out, but disappeared in place.

Yun Xiao said: "Master has returned to Biyou Palace... It seems that Master was really angry this time."

Jiejiao Wanxian came to court, although many immortals died under Chanjiao's hands, they could not hurt the foundation of Jiejiao, and the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation...

Zi Shou frowned, the reason for the destruction of the Jie Church was because the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was broken, and the reason why the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was broken apart from the cooperation of the Four Saints was that Chang Er Ding Guangxian became a traitor.

Will the interception be destroyed this time?

Zishou glanced at the battlefield, and found that the city wall of Tongguan had collapsed, but there was still a large formation under Tongguan, so he asked, "Why is there still a large formation?"

Lu Yue limped out and said, "It's my plague formation, and Jiang Ziya is still trapped inside."

Zishou narrowed his eyes: "Jiang Ziya? It seems that this time, Jujiao will not be destroyed again."

In the original plot, the plague array should have been broken, and it was broken by Yang Ren...

However, Yang Ren was killed by himself just now.

"Everyone retreats to Lintong Pass to recuperate, and there is no need to guard Tongguan anymore!" Zi Shou knew that the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was the key to victory, and it would be useless to defend Tongguan again, so he ordered.

"Yes."

……

Pingxin came to Zishou's side and said, "I have something to tell you."

Zishou vaguely had an ominous premonition: "About... Nuwa?"