martial law

Yang Lin didn't face Nuwa's creation of life with his own shortcomings.

On this road, Nu Wa has indeed gone too far.

The Primordial Purple Qi hasn't been refined yet, and she has already grasped a chance to become a saint. Yang Lin has no doubt that Nu Wa can hold on for a while even in the face of the monster Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation. Not brittle.

Because the path she walked out is really perfect, and it is in line with the operation of the heavenly way, and it is a brilliant way.

"But it's never easier to destroy than to build."

When Yang Lin plunged into it, he found himself transformed into a khaki giant, pushing mountains and quarrying rocks, doing coolies, struggling to survive for the sake of the tribe and the country.

Although life is bitter, there is hope in my heart, and life will get better day by day.

"Of course it's not me. It's not enough to rely on the power of creation alone to transform my soul into the scroll world."

Yang Lin chuckled lightly, and the laughter echoed throughout the world. He suddenly took a long breath, and his figure became extremely tall, as if he was going to break through the world.

His muscles were knotted, his beard and hair were flying, and suddenly a huge stone ax appeared in his hand, his eyes were rounded, his waist was arched, his muscles and bones cracked like thunder, and he swung the huge ax and slashed out.

Lightning rushes and thunder surges, the wind roars, and countless chaotic breaths form black holes, turning into black light threads, attached to the ax blade, the ax light seems slow but really fast, time and space have lost the concept at this time.

This ax cut off the past, the future, the present, the way of heaven, the world, and everything.

"Open the sky!"

Yang Lin let out a deep drink.

The world collapsed before my eyes.

The prosperous country, the mountains and rivers of millions of miles, are like bubbles, destroying in front of your eyes, turning into infinite chaotic air currents, tearing apart the prehistoric, and shooting towards the sky, forming a huge hole.

Nuwa's huge figure that covered the sky retreated three thousand miles, holding the scroll in her hand, her eyes were confused, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and said with a smile: "Friend Mu Daoist opened the sky with his axe, like Pangu reincarnated, almost killed me This map of mountains, rivers and society has also been broken, and the power is indeed far superior to mine, and it is extremely brilliant. However, proving the way with strength is a thankless task, and the road ahead is worrying for fellow Taoists, it is really unthinkable."

This sentence is actually true.

In Nuwa's view, the right way is to analyze the Dao fruit step by step, master the rules, get a chance, and integrate into the Dao of Heaven. Anyone who opens the Dao by himself is delusional.

It's not that she thinks this way alone, such as Sanqing and Jieyin think so.

Yang Lin's delusion to use his own power to revive other ways and go hand in hand with the way of heaven is really too ambitious, and he is afraid of unforeseen disasters in the future.

Although Yang Lin's combat power is stronger than hers, she still wants to say this.

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa is wrong. The size of the heart is the size of the world. You only see that my strength is unrivaled, and I am walking on the road of invincibility to open the sky. How can you see it? This is actually just the foundation of Taoism. A sort of……"

As soon as the words fell, three figures appeared around him...

A person with a kind face, as soon as he sees it, his heart is extremely peaceful and joyful, and he feels yearning for it;

A person with a cold face and a murderous look seems to want to destroy the world and kill all souls;

One person has a firm gaze, stares at the sky, never regrets, as long as he goes forward!

They are obviously three people, yet they have a sense of the same origin and the same breath.

Well, even the looks are exactly the same.

"Cut the three corpses!"

Nvwa uttered a shock, her face turned pale.

This time, she had nothing to say.

"Fellow Daoist is brilliant, I'm not as good as you."

"Cut the three corpses!" Sanqing was originally watching the play with the old god, each of them looked different, the only thing in common was the spirit of looking down on the world while holding the pearl of wisdom.

At this moment, the three of them widened their eyes at the same time.

"How is it possible? He has practiced the method of proving the way with strength, and he has cultivated the method of beheading three corpses to prove the way to the level of Dacheng. I have no idea about this."

Shocked, the original Taoist turned his head and looked at Lao Tzu.

"I can't do it either." Lao Tzu said awe-inspiringly.

Daoist Tongtian's four swords of Jade Immortal were humming and trembling, he felt his blood boil, and murmured: "Things have become more interesting..."

Chapter 739

If it is said that thousands of years ago, Yang Lin's deeds of fighting the monster clan, killing Zhunti, and fighting Zuwu shocked the world and became famous all over the world.

This time, after experiencing Zhu Minghe, killing Kunpeng, directly crushing the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, and the high-level Yaozu, and fighting against the peak of Nuwa, it caused a little panic.

They found that besides Daozu, there was another person who brought them despair above their heads.

Especially the battle with Nuwa...

The mighty power of the snake that encircled the world and created the world shocked all the monks. Unknowingly, a certain female nun has become unfathomable. At the same time, it is difficult to catch up in her life. At the same time, the most terrifying thing is Yang Lin's one-shot God, the power to destroy the world.

From their point of view, Nuwa's power has actually demonstrated the master stage, which is the pinnacle of the quasi-sage stage, and it is also the goal of their lifelong efforts.

This level of cultivation was broken by Yang Lin, which was a blow to everyone's hearts.

"Furthermore, he also obtained the Primordial Purple Qi, so he will definitely have a breakthrough in his cultivation and strength in the not-too-distant future..."

"This person must not be provoked, otherwise, catastrophe will be imminent."

Seeing the end of the world-shattering battle, and the surrounding monks quietly dispersing, their hearts were full of frustration.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked gloomy, and no one wanted to speak.

They think that this world is their world.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

After witnessing this battle, they found that they could still gain the upper hand in the battle against the Yaozu, at least they could fight against each other and fight for a tie.

However, if he confronted that Mu Taoist, he would have no chance of winning at all.

Unless a large formation of the gods and gods of the twelve capitals is set up, they can compete against one or two.

However, summoning Pangu's true body consumes too much energy and cannot last long.

At the same time, it is not convenient to gather together to form an array.

The Wu people have their own tribes, each has their own privacy, and sometimes even have conflicts and conflicts. It is difficult for them to get together all the time.

Encountering the large formation of the monster clan, the momentum is huge, and there is still a defense. The 12 people can gather together when they see something is wrong.

But when encountering someone like Yang Lin who moves thousands of miles away with a single thought and comes to attack and kill alone, the ancestral witches feel that it is very likely that they are all gods and demons, and they have not even had a chance to show up, so they have already been killed. Killed half of it.

"Houtu, don't you have a friendship with that Mu Taoist? I don't know, can you be a reinforcement..."

At this time, Di Jiang didn't have the airs of the boss, looked at Houtu, and struggled to say a word.

At the beginning, they actually had the best chance to form an alliance with that Taoist and get involved.

When Taoist Mu faced the Yaozu alone, they were qualified and able to help out.

However, in the face of Houtu's proposal, the other ancestral witches took it as a joke.

They don't think it's necessary.

It's not worth offending two major forces for a little-known Taoist.

Thinking about it now, I regret it very much.

"If the opportunity is missed, there will be no more." Hou Tu sighed.

More than a thousand years ago, she asked herself how many times she could gesticulate with the opponent. Although she couldn't fight, it wasn't impossible to catch up.

But now, he doesn't even have that thought.

Not a level at all.

"Go back to retreat. Relying on others is ultimately a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. It is unreliable. Only when we become stronger, practice diligently, and work hard to tap the potential of the blood, is the right way."

"That's all it takes."

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches left in dismay...

The Yaozu suffered a great loss. Logically speaking, as the biggest enemy of the Yaozu, they should be happy.

Strangely, the ancestral witches were not happy at all.

What they saw and heard today made them finally wake up.

In this prehistoric world, although the demon tribe and witches are powerful on the surface, the real situation is not like this.

Even if Mu Taoist's strength is not considered, in fact, the strength of Nuwa and others has already left them far behind.

Nuwa has become so incredibly powerful.

So, what about Sanqing?

What about reception?

Isn't it also amazingly strong.

Compared with people like Styx and Hongyun who are at the same level as him, and the Taoist disciples who have seats in Zixiao Palace, they are the goods that send death in one move.

It's really embarrassing.

……

"To become a saint, you must become a saint as soon as possible. The poor Taoist thought that only a few of us have realized the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, and we are only short of the last step to break through. , and has already reached this step.”

Lao Tzu has remained unchanged for hundreds of millions of years, and his calm expression has been slightly touched.

As Pan Gu's authentic sect, transformed by his primordial spirit, and the leader of the Sanqing, although his face is not obvious, he is more proud than anyone else in his heart.

He and his talents are second to none. They should have run far ahead, but they never thought that on the road to sanctification, there would be someone who was walking alongside them, and might even go ahead. How could this be accepted.

"Going back to Kunlun, we will stay behind closed doors. We need to refine the primordial purple energy as soon as possible, and find the opportunity to become a saint." The original Taoist looked even more impatient, and his heart was filled with anger.

He was annoyed to find that after watching the battle between Taoist Mu and Nu Wa, he actually felt invincible in his heart.

It's a shame.

That's all for Nu Wa, the technique of reincarnation into the world is not irresistible, and he even has the confidence to gain the upper hand.

However, when faced with Mu Taoist's words, Yuan Yuan Taoist carefully savored the opponent's attack power, he found that he really couldn't beat him.

It's not the difference in morality, it's the substantial difference in combat power, it's the difference in strength.

For a while, he couldn't think of a way to crack it, even if he used the innate treasure Pangu Banner bestowed by Taoist ancestor just now, he was not at all sure.

Why does Taoist Tongtian get angry with him every time he speaks, because what Taoist Tongtian said is true.

It's not that you can't recognize the strength of others.

At least, there must be hope of catching up or even surpassing.

If he didn't even have hope, wouldn't he be the biggest laughing stock of Honghuang if he scolded him dismissively in Zixiao Palace that day.

Has become synonymous with overreaching.

"Go back, now there is no need to compete with him for a day, after I become a saint, with the power of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, I will not be weaker than others."

Daoist Tongtian didn't feel disappointed at all, on the contrary he looked uplifted.

He is a character who gets stronger when he meets the strong.

He will be more excited when there are challenges ahead.

……

Di Jun has been retreating for 300 million miles, retreating to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain, and the scene of horror and destruction seems to be still echoing in his eyes...

When he got here, with the support of the most powerful Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, he felt a little more at ease.

Touching Wuzi's left cheek with dull pain, Di Jun's voice was slightly cold: "Today's humiliation will be unforgettable for a lifetime. Taoist Mu is so strong, even if I go all out in the heaven, I can't resist it. Have you thought of a way?" ?”

Chapter 740

Although Di Jun tried his best to keep calm, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, and the top ten top demon gods, these masters who were very active on weekdays, all fell silent at this moment.

They couldn't think of a way either.

I don't even want to say some nonsense at this time, to offend the evil emperor Jun.

Even Xi He, at this moment, keenly sensed the frustration in Di Jun's heart.

This lack of confidence is particularly terrifying.