martial law

Her attention is not here.

But for the Mu Taoist who was dressed in a green robe and didn't bow his head to show respect, let alone respectfully bow down.

This made her very uncomfortable.

As a female cultivator, Nu Wa is no different from all the women in the world. She holds grudges very much, and will not forget the unpleasantness of the past in a blink of an eye.

Although the green-robed Taoist gave him Xiyang before to help her succeed in proving the Tao, but after being sanctified, she found that almost half of the golden light of merit that she should have reaped was almost half. Flying into the direction of the green-robed Taoist, he took a beautiful white bottle and put it away.

That's all, if you pay, you will get something, and no one owes anyone else.

However, when I heard the truth in Zixiao Palace that day, I was beaten so badly by the opponent that I vomited blood. After returning, I didn't recover for a long time.

All the monks in the world saw it, and everyone knew that he was no match for Taoist Mu.

After all, he was defeated.

For countless years in the prehistoric age, she has never lost a single defeat. Even if she meets Sanqing, Jieyin Zhunti and others, she will not be at a disadvantage. The only defeat is when the opponent uses her hand as an axe and beats her completely without fighting back. The power, the annoyance and discomfort, I never forget it day and night.

Too embarrassing.

She wanted revenge all the time.

Sanctified at this moment, feeling the infinite power in her body, a smile appeared on Nuwa's face, her eyes were slightly cold, the pressure was gathered, and she rumbled towards the Taoist in green robe and Changxi, the laurel tree spirit.

"Below a saint, you will eventually be an ant. You won that day, but now you are kneeling and listening to me, so you can express your anger at me." '

"Even if your combat power is comparable to a half-step saint, you are not a saint after all. Let you know that the gap between you and me is like heaven!" '

The coercion roared down like a substance, and the bones and flesh on Yang Lin's body exploded at the same time, as if he was about to be crushed and explode in the next moment.

He raised his head, shook his head slightly, his body's aura surged, he protected Changxi behind him, and said, "It's a bit different from the human saint I imagined, a monster, after all, it's a monster, not my race."

No one understood these words, but it was Yang Lin's heartfelt voice.

Although he plucked the wool from Nuwa once, he left a lot of leeway for his actions, and he didn't humiliate the other party too much.

When listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, most of the time, he also held a lot of goodwill.

After all, although I have the body of a magnolia tree with my feet and feet in this life, deep down in my soul, in the final analysis, I am still a human being.

As long as you are a human being, you are born with a certain respect for the source of the legend, the founder of the human race, and this does not change with your personal likes and dislikes.

But at this moment, he felt that there were some things that he took for granted.

Chapter 748 How Strong He Is

'No one knows, the human race will be the protagonist of the world in the future. '

'No one knows that this weak race will one day dominate the world and control its own destiny, so that even the gods have to bow their heads and disappear in thin air. '

'At this time, they are just ants, sincere, but no one takes a second look. Most of their fate is to become the rations of the monster clan, and the gods take it for granted. '

In the face of coercion, Yang Lin still had the heart to look at those three thousand pairs of innocent and frightened eyes, and saw their helplessness, their sadness and despair.

Although they are still ignorant and unable to see the dangers in the world, they have clearly sensed that this "mother" who created her own life doesn't really care about herself.

Giving you life was just an accident.

As for responsibility.

She is a demon after all.

The Holy Mother is only what the human race thinks, so what does it have to do with Nuwa?

Make people, just play.

Yang Lin didn't seem to realize that his own flesh and blood were about to be crushed into mud, and the thick immortal aura on his body was knocked down by the coercion of the saint, almost crushed, and the mana of the soul was almost frozen.

He didn't even take out a magic weapon to resist, but said softly: "The human race is protected by me, and I will pass down the martial arts, so that they can become self-reliant and become the protagonists of the world!"

Although the voice is small, it resounds through the prehistoric world.

Everyone thought this sentence was actually a joke.

The sky changed color again.

The sky is full of purple, countless petals, a coercion stronger than Nuwa's before, transmitted from Yang Lin's body, the earth roared, and the chaotic air flow surged, as if the end was approaching.

Everyone felt their own insignificance, and was slammed heavily by the coercion. Even Sanqing and Jieyin were bent slightly under the pressure.

"This……"

"how is this possible?"

Dijun and Tai looked ashen.

Being pressed down to the ground, he raised his head vigorously, his eyes were bloodshot.

The cheers of hundreds of millions of monster races came to an abrupt end.

They all heard a cold voice: "Wumu Taoist, become a saint today, open the martial arts, break the heavenly gate, and all sentient beings can practice."

Amidst the purple air and golden light all over the sky, the coercion stronger than that of Nuwa counteracted.

boo...

The wind was like a tide.

Nuwa's complexion turned pale, her previous complacency disappeared without a trace, her figure was out of control, and she retreated thousands of miles away like an electric shock.

"Wood Daoist!"

Just after being sanctified, the majesty and prestige took a few breaths, and then she was disgraced again, and was forced down by others. Nuwa was angry, "Do you dare to argue with me?"

"Ask for...no."

Yang Lin sneered.

He turned his head to look at Changxi, "Take good care of these 3000 people and bring them to the East China Sea, find a gentle and fertile place, and settle down."

"But, Nuwa, she..."

Changxi didn't have any objections.

She does what Yang Lin says.

She just doesn't understand.

Isn't this a creation created by the sage Nuwa?It's obviously not appropriate to just take it away by yourself.

Moreover, she clearly felt that Yang Lin seemed to care too much about these 3000 human races, and she didn't know what kind of thoughts he had in it.

"She won't care, and she won't pay attention to it. If she doesn't care, at least half of these human races will be eaten by the monster race, and very few will survive."

"I see, don't worry."

Chang Xi nodded.

She guessed that her master probably took a fancy to the aptitude of these 3000 human races and wanted to choose successors from them.

But they never expected that this newborn human race would wipe out the two races of witches and witches one day.

As for what the old man said before he was sanctified, it was probably an angry word, what about the protagonist, is this possible?

Yang Lin arranged the affairs of the human race, flew towards Gao Tian, ​​and with a wave of his hand, he broke the chaos.

"Nuwa, dare to fight me in the chaos, don't harm the prehistoric world, otherwise, it will not be beautiful to attract the Taoist ancestor to intervene."

"As it should be."

Nuwa didn't even think about it, she followed Huaguang and flew into the chaos, without saying a word, the flame in her hand flickered, a red hydrangea suddenly appeared and fell forward.

As soon as the hydrangea was shot, it whistled and screamed, tearing apart the chaos, the ground, water, fire and wind surged together, the hydrangea swelled infinitely, turning into a huge flaming planet, with the power to crush everything, towards Yang Lin Put your head down.

After sanctification, and before sanctification, the moves are completely different.

The control of the rules of heaven and earth is also completely different.

Reaching for the stars and taking the moon, and evolving all things, is just waiting.

Yang Lin noticed that when Nuwa hit the hydrangea ball casually, it aroused the resonance of the heavens, as if she wanted to completely exclude herself from this world, and beat her into dust...

That's no hydrangea, but a real stellar hit.

Compared with the attacks of Zhou Tian Xingdou formation and the Twelve Capitals Tianshen formation during the battle between witches and witches, it is several times stronger.

Even a saint who is sanctified through merit and virtue is much stronger than a saint who barely achieves by relying on the formation diagram.

However, for Yang Lin, this was simply not enough.

Before he was sanctified, he watched Nuwa become sanctified and let the other party take the lead, not because he couldn't be the first to be sanctified, but because he wanted to find a reason for himself and an opportunity to repay the prehistoric world.

From a certain point of view, he actually wanted to give Dao Zu a face.

Daoist Hongjun thought that his method of beheading three corpses to become a Taoist was not perfect, and that if he wanted to become a saint, he needed to open the way and make a wish in order to become a Taoist.

In essence, after Nuwa became holy, he just had a thought, and the three corpses were completed, making up the last stroke of the picture, and becoming holy immediately.

Therefore, he does not rely on merit, nor does he rely on making a wish, nor does he establish a religion. These are all dispensable things.Instead, he truly attained the Tao with the primordial spirit of beheading the three corpses and combining the three corpses, and proved to be a saint.

In essence, it is not inferior to Taoist ancestors. Of course, it is the Taoist ancestors before preaching.

Nuwa, a virtuous saint, hadn't even completely wiped out the three corpses. The saint who relied on merit and virtue to make quick progress was more than one or two short.

Immeasurable light and heat came whistling, and the huge hydrangea stars that could not be seen at all came to him. Yang Lin raised his head coldly, but he didn't take out the seven treasures bodhi tree. To cover the whole chaos, hold the star in your hand.

Snapped……

Like cracking an egg.

The huge ball of light that brought killing, destruction, and melting everything exploded into fireworks in the sky.

Amidst the creaking and creaking, the red hydrangea returned to its original form and was pinched by him.

Yang Lin glanced down, then shook his head: "Your rank as a saint is indeed a bit watery."

Feeling the whine of the hydrangea in his hand, Yang Lin shook his wrist with his backhand, and the red light turned into a shooting star, which was ten times faster than when it came, blasting towards Nuwa.

"Do you like throwing hydrangeas? You can take a look at them too."

The surprise in Nuwa's heart has not dissipated, and the sky is full of red light before her eyes, puff...

The chest was pierced by a red light, and a huge hole was punched out.

Infinite power trembles and spreads...

She stretched out her hands in front of her before they closed the seals, and the holy body was already blown into countless stardust.

Only one head was left tossing and turning, flying thousands of miles away in the chaos.

"You can't kill me."

Nuwa let out a roar, the heavens trembled, and the holy body recovered again.

She felt weak, but her injuries had all recovered.

The surprise just appeared in my heart, and then subsided again.

"I know that the way of heaven is immortal and saints are immortal, but it still hurts, hurts, damages the foundation, makes the cultivation base regress, and makes it difficult to grow. Didn't you find it?"

Yang Lin stepped forward with one step, the chaotic stream of light surged like waves, a green and shiny wooden stick had already fallen in his hand, and he knocked it down with one blow.

The entire Chaos Sea seemed to be turned upside down, with a blue light like a shadow, it had already broken Nuwa's scroll protection, and hit her directly on the forehead, crushing the upper half of her body into powder.

There was only a snake tail thousands of miles long bouncing wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it came back again.

Heartbroken and mentally weak, Nu Wa felt as if she had lost something again, and her mind was a little confused by this blow.

She was finally scared, screamed, turned into a stream of chaotic light, tore apart the chaos, entered the wild land and ran straight to Wa Palace, this is, she dared not fight anymore.

It is indeed impossible to kill.

But, it does hurt.

Moreover, the injuries to the body and the primordial spirit also exist, and it takes a long time to heal the injuries.

Immortal, just not dead.

People are improving day by day, and I am injured and unable to make any progress. The strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak.

Nu Wa finally figured it out, if she continued to fight like this, she would lose a lot.

Therefore, the best way is to escape to the prehistoric world, because if the sage tries his best in the prehistoric world, it is likely to destroy the world and attract Taoist ancestors to interfere.

The only way, and that's the only way.