Honghuang: The Ancestral Witch of Strength, Suppressing Sanqing at the beginning

Many great powers even felt emotional in their hearts.

I didn't expect to see the scene of saints teaming up.

On weekdays, although there is not much friction among the saints.

But Sanqing has now separated.

And the second sage of the West is not welcomed by Sanqing and others.

Even after Nuwa became a saint, she opened the Wa Palace outside the prehistoric world, hiding from the world.

Now because of the collapse of the prehistoric world, they joined hands together.

At the same time, in the demon court.

A figure had a face full of pain.

Fuxi looked at his thick karma exuding black air all over his body.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "This lunatic Di Jun has hurt me..."

When Dijun and Taiyi knocked down Buzhou Mountain, they sacrificed their whole body into the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Formation Disk that he refined.

He, Fuxi, was also contaminated with the karma caused by the collapse of Buzhou Mountain!

You must know that even a portion of karma is enough to bring a saint down to the holy throne.

What's more, it's Fuxi who is only a late quasi-sage now?

Encumbered with karma, Fuxi only felt that the movement of aura all over his body was extremely jerky.

Originally, he planned to rely on his comprehension of Hetu Luoshu to go back to the Wa Palace to retreat and break through the realm of quasi-sage perfection.

Now that karma is entangled, let alone a breakthrough.

Even this quasi-sacred cultivation might not be able to keep it!

Moreover, with this thick karma, I am afraid that he will be prone to bloody disasters for no reason when he walks in the wild in the future.

If you are practicing, you will often be harassed by demons, and if you are not careful, you will become possessed or die by self-explosion!

Even now, Fuxi dare not leave the Demon Court.

At this moment, if the sky collapses, if he leaves the demon court, he might be seriously injured by the wind from outside that day because of his karma!

Fuxi looked up and looked at the saints above the sky.

"Hey, don't bother my sister..."

He wanted Nuwa to send him back to Wa Palace for refuge.

But at this time Nuwa was still busy mending the sky, and Fuxi didn't want to disturb her.

The matter of mending the sky is not only related to the life and death of the prehistoric people, but also a great opportunity for Nuwa.

If mending the sky can be accomplished, he will gain immeasurable merit, which is enough for the saint to improve his level.

Throughout the prehistoric world, everyone's eyes were on the figure who was refining the five-colored divine stone with the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

Except Nuwa, the other six saints are also waiting for Nuwa.

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After a long time, Nu Wa breathed a sigh of relief.

With a tired face, he said to the crowd: "The five-color god stone has been completed, all fellow Taoists have worked hard."

You must know that although the saint is in the wild, his mana is already inexhaustible.

But controlling Gangfeng for a long time is also extremely tiring and requires mental energy.

Seeing Nu Wa's successful refining, everyone was also relieved.

"It doesn't matter, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, let's mend the sky quickly."

"Now that the black tortoise supports the sky with its limbs, it only needs to fill in the loopholes in the sky."

As a newly promoted saint, Zhen Yuanzi was the most exhausted at this time.

Speaking of which, he is just a saint.

There are a total of nine ranks in the realm of a saint, and in the wild, nine ranks are already the upper limit.

Further up is the Dao realm.

Zhen Yuanzi became a saint for the first time, and he changed his realm for a saint.

The reception and quasi-promotion, because they forcibly owed the merits and virtues of heaven to become holy, the progress was also a little slow.

Now it is only the second turn of the saint.

Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian, and Laozi Taiqing, the three of them are now showing the three turns of saints.

As for Nuwa, it seems that she only has the second rank of saint, but Zhen Yuanzi vaguely feels that something is wrong.

Taiqing Lao Tzu has already cultivated to the third turn of a saint by relying on his luck.

Nuwa established a human race, and her luck is only a lot more than that of Taiqing Laozi, so how can she be a second turn of a saint?

But now is not the time to worry about this.

Zhen Yuanzi was a little tired.

Seeing this, Nuwa didn't delay.

Fill the gaps in the void above the sky with the Five Colors Divine Stone piece by piece.

With fewer and fewer loopholes, the pressure on the saints gradually eased.

In the end, Nu Wa completely mended the sky.

It's just that there are two more five-colored god stones in his hand.

Just when Nuwa was planning to put away the two multicolored god stones.

But a voice came into Nuwa's ears, which made her start to stop.

Then one of the sacred stones was put away, and the other one pretended to be inadvertently dropped into the wild.

But now Nuwa mends the sky, and the black tortoise inherits the sky.

The sky has been repaired, and Honghuang has once again returned to stability.

Immeasurable merits and auspicious clouds condensed immediately.

Auspicious clouds are densely covered above Nuwa's head.

In the North Sea, the true spirit of the mysterious turtle also condensed a large amount of auspicious clouds of merit and virtue above its head.

While Xuangui was thinking about what to do next.

A voice came into my ears: "Bringing merit into reincarnation..."

Xuan Gui nodded quickly: "Understood, thank you senior!"

Chapter 170 The Little Thoughts of the Second Saint of the West

The prehistoric world recovered as before.

Lao Tzu Taiqing's face was expressionless, and he returned to Shouyang Mountain amidst the surge of yin and yang Taoist rhymes.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Tongtian who was chatting with Zhen Yuanzi.

I suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

It's just a sage at the beginning, why should he lower his status like this.

With a cold snort of dissatisfaction, he left and returned to Chanjiao.

Tongtian has a straightforward personality and likes to make friends.

And ever since he became a sage, there have been very few people in the prehistoric world who can stand on equal terms with him.

Tong Tian also can't accept the current concept of the two brothers.

The second sage of the West, Tongtian was a little bored.

As for Nu Wa, aside from mentioning that she stayed in Wa Palace every day, she never disappeared.

And Houtu among the six realms, Tongtian only met once when Houtu became holy.

Then it was never seen again.

Now there is more Zhen Yuanzi, a true saint.

Tongtian naturally wants to have a good conversation, and after building a good relationship, he won't have to drink alone.

"Fellow Zhenyuanzi, now that you have become a sage, why don't you come back to the sect with me, and I will let all the disciples on Jin'ao Island celebrate you together."

"How do you feel, Fellow Daoist?" Tong Tian said, looking forward to it.

Every day in Jinao Island, drinking alone is really boring.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi pondered for a moment.

He also knew that the relationship between Tongtian and Su Mu was pretty good.

Otherwise, Su Mu wouldn't have given Zhao Gongming, the great disciple of Jiejiao's outer sect, the position of the five-party ghost emperor.

Simply did not refuse.

But now the human race still has a lot of things to deal with.

So Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth and said: "Fellow Daoist invites you kindly, the poor Daoist shouldn't refuse."

"But now that the human race has just suffered heavy losses, the poor Taoist needs to settle down."

"When the human race is settled properly, I will go to Jin'ao Island to drink a few pots with the Taoist friends."

Hearing this, Tong Tian's eyes lit up.

Immediately he laughed loudly and said, "It's very good, very good."

Zhen Yuanzi was the closest people to Su Mu.

Tongtian still wants to make friends very much.

And this time in the Lich War, Zhen Yuanzi's three steps into semi-saint, no fear of life and death in repaying kindness.

It also made Tongtian feel admiration.

"Since that's the case, then don't bother Fellow Daoist." Tong Tian looked very happy.

After talking to Zhen Yuanzi for a while, he disappeared without a trace.

Zhen Yuanzi returned a Daoist, and then planned to say goodbye to Nuwa and return to the human race.

Before he could speak, he was stopped by two figures.

Looking up, it was the Second Saint of the West who hadn't left yet.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, but he still said something: "Two friends, is there something wrong?"

He has always hated the Second Saint of the West in his heart.

If it wasn't for these two shameless guys in the west, they took the position of old friend Hong Yun.

Maybe the old friend has already proved the saint!

How did he end up with a self-destructed death?

If it wasn't for the benefactor who rescued them, the fate of the two of them would be extremely miserable now.

One blew himself up and died, and the true spirit collapsed.

One source is overdrawn, and life stops at the initial stage of quasi-sage.

Zhen Yuanzi was most dissatisfied.

It was at that time that the two in the west had already proved themselves saints.

Speaking of it, it can be regarded as the karma owed to Hongyun.

But when Wuzhuang Temple was besieged, the figures of these two people could not be seen.

If there were saints who were willing to support Hong Yun at that time, who would dare to snatch that Hongmeng purple energy?