After saluting, a strong man with good eyesight discovered that the Six Sages were not here.

In Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongjun brought the Six Sages to Fenbao Cliff.

"Those who are destined to get the magic weapon, there are no more than three pieces at most." Daozu Hongjun reminded.

The six sages choose the magic weapon.

After the treasure distribution was over, the six of them were also moved out of Zixiao Palace.

"Unsanctified, don't come to see me!"

Hongjun Daozu's voice came from the starry sky, but he couldn't tell from which direction it came from.

"Follow the master's orders!" Sanqing and Xixi Ersheng said respectfully.

Nu Wa said that there is no pressure, because she is a saint in the first place.

"Haha, my sister is a saint, she was the first to become a saint, so you all have to call me Senior Sister." Nuwa clenched her fists and looked at Sanqing and the others eagerly.

The coercion of the saints spread, and it was difficult for Sanqing and the others to move, and even their thinking almost fell into a stillness under the coercion.

"What are the consequences of not calling?" Zhunti asked cautiously.

Without saying a word, Nuwa picked up Zhunti and beat him violently.

Zhunti's cultivation base is no more than the quasi-sage Jiuzhong, how can he be the opponent of a saint.

Even with a six-foot-long golden body, each with eight arms holding holy soldiers, and quasi-sacred soldiers, they couldn't stop Nuwa's small fists.

Jieyin also suffered.

Under the mighty power of the sage, the six pure bamboos, the innate treasures, were overshadowed.

The innate treasure controlled by a saint is the strongest. Without the control of a saint, the innate treasure is equivalent to a more powerful quasi-saint soldier.

In terms of power and hardness, they are not comparable to holy soldiers.

Nuwa's fist fell, and suddenly, the head of the future Second Saint of the West appeared full of hair, which was in line with the image of the Buddha of later generations.

"Senior Sister, don't hit me anymore, Junior Brother knows it's wrong." Zhunti resolutely let go of her dignity.

"What about you?" Nuwa smiled and looked at Sanqing.

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Chapter 797

Sanqing heard the words, sweating on his head.

Zhunti's Jieyin was comparable to them, Zhunti and the others couldn't stop Nuwa's violent beating, so naturally they couldn't stop them either.

How to do?Wouldn't it be embarrassing to call a girl a senior sister?

The future life is definitely a big stain, a stain that even a saint can't wash away.

At this time, prehistoric machismo prevailed.

Most of the top powerhouses are men, and there are very few women.

There was a Suzaku Empress from the Phoenix Clan, and as a result, men from the Phoenix Clan have been ridiculed to this day.

Even though the three clans have fallen for a long time at this time, the legend of Phoenix Man is still circulating in the prehistoric world.

How incompetent the strong Phoenix clan is to make a woman emperor.

"This, does the senior sister look a little old?" Tongtian Saint said carefully.

"It seems to be the same." Nuwa held her head and shook her feet.

"Then you can call me junior sister. I have met five senior brothers."

"Then we were beaten in vain." Zhunti said in mourning, blinking his face into slits.

"What? Do you have an opinion?" Nuwa shook her small fist in front of Zhunti and Jieyin.

The two future saints quickly shook their heads, expressing that they had no objections.

"That senior sister...sister, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

Zhunti and Jieyin hurriedly find an excuse to escape.

Sanqing and the others followed suit.

"Be careful, if someone snatches the primordial purple energy, remember to report my name."

Nuwa's voice came from behind them.

Ripples appeared in the space, and the two Zhunti and Jieying appeared in the Great Desolate Continent.

"It's impossible for someone to snatch the primordial purple energy. After eating candle gentian, who would dare to snatch the primordial purple energy from the disciple of the sage."

Zhun Ti thought to himself, decided not to become a saint, but to turn around and run away when meeting Nv Wa.

"Hey, this is the future Zhunti sage, the reception sage? Why is he covered in hair, who beat him?"

A sarcastic voice came, followed by a boundless sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is endless, with no end in sight.

The person who came was none other than Patriarch Styx.

Patriarch Minghe has always been bold. In order to become holy, let alone offend the saint, it doesn't matter if he kills the saint.

He fell in love with Zhunti and Yingying's majestic purple spirit.

Along with Patriarch Styx, there were 28 masked quasi-saint powerhouses.

Like Patriarch Styx, they all focused on Primordial Purple Qi.

I would rather take the risk of being killed by a sage than snatch the primordial purple energy. It can be said that I want money rather than life.

"This is not a typed bag, but a relic transformed by Buddha's power."

Zhunti explained, looking coldly at the 29 Zhunsheng above the sea of ​​blood.

"You guys want to play the idea of ​​Hongmeng Ziqi, so bold!"

"Hehe, those who have practiced to our level, all the cowards are dead. The chaos of the Rahu demon clan, the catastrophe of the Dragon and Han, how many quasi-sages died? We were able to fight then, why can't we fight now? Isn't it death? , there is nothing to worry about. Hand over the majestic purple energy." The nine-headed lion quasi-sage roared.

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