Nu Wa has confessed 99999 times, I'm greedy!

Chapter 118 Rebuilding the Heavenly Court
Hearing this, Han Qiao raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes fell deep in the chaos, and he couldn't help showing a sneer.

In the next second, the giant finger that radiated golden light cut through countless voids, and slammed into the Zhuxian Sword Formation fiercely.

With a click, cracks appeared on Zhu Xian's sword formation, and then shattered.

"How is this possible?" The Master Tongtian, who was sitting in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, couldn't help but change his expression greatly when he saw this.

He never expected that Han Qiao's giant fingers would possess such terrifying power that even the Zhuxian Sword Formation could not resist.

Immediately, the power of the terrifying sage within the main body of the Tongtian Sect suddenly swept away and poured into the Jade Immortal Sword Formation crazily.

In an instant, the Zhuxian sword array was filled with terrifying sword energy, and then it cut through the void, and was about to swallow Han Qiao's giant finger.

"This..." However, in the next second, Master Tongtian's face changed drastically again, and he saw that the Zhuxian sword energy he was proud of had no effect on the giant finger at all, and did not even leave a slight white mark.

The Sword Qi of Zhuxian, which is raging with the power of destroying the world, rubs against the giant finger frantically, but even the original law of chaos issued by the giant finger cannot break through, let alone drown it?
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Han Qiao sneered.

Immediately, the giant finger in the depths of the chaos burst out with dazzling divine light, annihilated countless Zhuxian sword energy in a destructive posture, and then blasted towards the Zhuxian sword formation.

In an instant, two destructive forces collided fiercely in the depths of the chaos, and the shock waves formed rippled through the entire space of chaos.

For a moment, the entire prehistoric world trembled violently, and the incomparably violent power raged everywhere.

Seeing this, countless prehistoric ascetics shrank their pupils suddenly, their eyes full of curiosity.

Who won this battle?

As the berserk force dissipated slowly, the Master Tongtian's aura was disordered, his face was flushed and he stood in the void, and the hand holding the Zhuxian Sword couldn't stop trembling.

The other three divine swords were also lackluster, obviously suffering from great trauma.

"As expected of a peerless powerhouse who can rival Hongjun Patriarch, even the Zhuxian Sword Formation can forcibly suppress it..."

Although everyone had already expected the result, they were still shocked to see Han Qiao defeating the Tongtian leader so easily.

This is the strongest Zhuxian sword formation in the prehistoric world, but it can't even reach the finger of others. Such terrifying strength is simply unimaginable.

At the same time, Zixiao Palace.

Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were condensed, and the chaotic power around him suddenly fluctuated.

Western Paradise.

Zhunti and Jieying, who were sitting beside the bodhi tree, also shrank their pupils suddenly, and looked in the direction of Abbot Island in shock.

After a while, Zhunti said with a bitter face, "Senior brother is right, we should honestly spread Buddhism in the West!"

Hearing the words, he nodded helplessly.

At this moment, a hearty laughter came from the void of Kunlun Mountain.

All of a sudden, the corners of the mouths of countless disciples twitched.

Even if Uncle Tongtian lost to Saint Hanqiao, you don't have to be so obvious about being happy, right? You're a brother of the same sect anyway.

Hell.

Houtu, who was blooming with the power of the six realms of reincarnation, looked towards the direction of Fangzhang Island, and couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Previously, during the Tribulation of the Lich, the Master Tongtian used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to forcibly stop Han Tiandao, otherwise, how could the Wu Clan suffer such a severe trauma?Her eleven brothers and sisters need not perish either.

In other words, Houtu's hatred for Master Tongtian may not be less than that of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Abbot Island.

Seeing this, Han Qiao pursed his lips and said lightly, "That's it? You're too careless!"

Immediately, Han Qiao's eyes fell on Nuwa Saint next to him. Looking at the latter's shocked expression, he couldn't help showing a smug smile.

When he went to look for Han Tiandao in Wa Palace, the saint Nuwa always made fun of him, but now he finally got tough in front of Nuwa.

Seeing this, Nuwa Saint came back to his senses immediately, glared at Han Qiao angrily, and then sighed deeply.

"I didn't expect that in the past few thousand years, the strength of fellow daoists has reached such a terrifying level that even senior brother Tiantian can't touch your fingers. I am afraid that in the prehistoric world, there is no saint other than the teacher who is a fellow daoist!" opponent!"

Seeing this, Han Qiao didn't say much.

After all, what the sage Nuwa said is indeed true, and now in the prehistoric world only Patriarch Hongjun can rival him.However, compared with other prehistoric ascetics, Nuwa Saint's cultivation path has been extremely smooth. Not only was he accepted as a direct disciple by Hongjun Patriarch in Zixiao Palace, but he also obtained the key treasure of becoming a saint, Hongmeng Ziqi.

Moreover, he has practiced for tens of millions of years, and his realm may not be able to improve by one or two.

……

The prehistoric years don't count, time passes slowly, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Although Han Qiao intends to go to the original continent, he is still waiting for an opportunity.

And with his current strength, even if he goes to the chaotic world, he can only be cannon fodder. Instead of this, he might as well improve his strength first.

And after Han Qiao's one-finger annihilation of Zhu Xian's sword formation, no race in the prehistoric world dared to attack the human race, and the development of the human race became even faster.

During this period, a major event happened, that is, Ancestor Hongjun re-established the Heavenly Court.

The Emperor Haotian, who had fallen before, was reincarnated in the underworld, but he no longer had any memories of the past.Of course, Patriarch Hongjun let Haotian take charge of the Heavenly Court again.

When the Heavenly Court was first established, although countless prehistoric ascetics were recruited, it was not easy for the Heavenly Court to have such a mountain as the human race.

Suddenly one day.

Abbot Island.

Sitting cross-legged in the void, Han Qiao's eyes slowly opened, and he learned through a secret that something related to him seemed to be happening in the prehistoric world.

Immediately, Han Qiao used the power of the sage to calculate the secret, and then showed a look of suddenness.

The Zixiao Palace, which has been established since ancient times, has been guarded by Haotian and Yaochi from the beginning to the end. Now, after the reincarnation of Emperor Haotian, he has reincarnated as the Taoist boy of Haotian and was sent by the ancestor Hongjun to establish the Heavenly Court.

But Yao Chi, as the Queen Mother of the West, still sits and stands in the West Kunlun.Under the instructions of the ancestor Hongjun, Haotian led countless heavenly troops to West Kunlun, intending to destroy the Queen Mother of the West.

Today's Haotian has also returned to the quasi-sage cultivation base, coupled with countless heavenly troops, it is more than enough to destroy West Kunlun.

I saw a tragic war broke out between West Kunlun and Tianting, countless ascetics fell, and blood flowed into rivers, dyeing the sky red.

Under the siege of several quasi-sages, the Queen Mother of the West also suffered a lot of injuries, and the light of the Godmother's crutch in her hand gradually dimmed.

(End of this chapter)