The Three Princesses of Nezha

Yuan Shi and Lao Tzu stood in front of Tongtian and behind him, their eyes all fell on Tongtian.

Tong Tian pursed his lips, then broke the calm, and said, "Second brother, I heard that you have taken in a lot of apprentices. After this matter is over, I will go and see those nephews."

Yuan Shi looked at Tongtian with a sullen face and said nothing.

"Second brother, that spirit bead"

Before Tong Tian could finish speaking, Yuan Shi directly interrupted, "Shut up!"

"..." Tongtian.

Laozi glanced at Tongtian, full of warning, "When the Lich War is over, we will go back to Kunlun and talk slowly."

Hearing this, Tong Tian immediately nodded his head and understood what Lao Tzu meant, that is to say, everyone watched the whole process up close.

After a while, Zhunti and Jieying also arrived here. After seeing each other, everyone spurned each other in their hearts.

For outsiders, perhaps this is a big show.

Hong Huang didn't know how many yuan there would be a big show.

Lich, it's time to fight.

Competing for the position of the protagonist in the world, luck is overwhelming.

There may be many who are not used to it.

Just like the three clans back then.

The three clans were defeated, and everyone was happy.

The same is true for the prehistoric Da Neng back then.

Until it left a mess everywhere.

Still the same sentence, winners and losers.

The giant was still swinging the huge axe, hitting the so-called "shield".

Comparing the Zhoutian Xingdou formation that can be noticed at a glance and the Twelve Heavens Gods and Gods formation, the two top-level formations in the prehistoric world, the smoke and dust billowing below are also full of evil spirits, and tens of millions of liches rush to kill together.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the flames of war were no longer a small misfortune.

There is only one word written in my mind——

kill!

Take, blood, return, blood!

From top to bottom, the entire Buzhou Mountain seemed to have been washed countless times by the two forces from the Lich, as if silently letting people see how fierce the battle is now.

The Twelve Heavens God Demon Formation is about to be unable to maintain, and it is not easy to make it to this point.

On the other hand, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation controlled by Di Jun has already suffered countless casualties at this moment.

Compared with the beginning, the starlight is already much dimmer.The stars in the sky seem not to be as bright as they used to be.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Accompanied by infinite power, there was a loud bang.

No one expected that the two top Zhoutian Xingdou formations and the Twelve Heavens Gods and Fiends formations, at this moment, were broken at the same time!

The entire Buzhou Mountain is filled with a bloody aura, and any soul that can float here will be completely torn apart the moment it steps into the surrounding area.

Any living beings who die here have lost their spirits and primordial spirits!

Regardless of the lich, they are all red-eyed, and they don't care.

Buzhou Mountain was dyed red and became a mountain of blood.

The vastness of the world, countless souls, mourning for it, mourning everywhere, shouting everywhere, roaring, killing, like the last night before dawn.

God, it will be tomorrow!

At this moment, three out of ten ancestor witches were seriously injured, Di Jun and Xi He were all seriously injured.

Donghuang Taiyi went directly towards the seriously injured Yuzi. The huge chaotic clock was ringing, and the target was only one person. To die on the spot.

How could the other ancestral witches just look at Donghuang Taiyi like this? !

And Fu Xi and others also joined the battle, and it was too late, Tian Wu gritted his teeth, maintained his posture, and went towards Dong Huang Tai Yi, Tian Wu blew himself up.

"Heavenly Wu!!!"

Seeing that Donghuang Taiyi was still alive, a mouthful of donated blood oozed out from his gums, and his body seemed to be injured a lot. He fell from the sky and hit the ground like that, creating a deep red mist of blood.

Afterwards, there was only a sound of roaring, which resounded throughout the entire prehistoric region, continuously and continuously, as if it was a wail from ancient times, as if it was the violent sound of heaven and earth shaking.

No one can imagine what it is like to be in the most central place far away in Buzhou Mountain.

Dijun turned his head and glanced at the eye-catching sun star and lunar star, and his heart sank. The monster clan is not just the monster clan here, and the witch clan has nothing but the underworld...

Even so, he is the Emperor of Heaven, the emperor of the monster race, he cannot lose in this game of gambling luck, let alone the monster race, or...

As long as there is no Wu Clan, the Yao Clan has won.

As long as there is someone who can rule the Yaozu in the future, then the Yaozu must have the luck to sit firmly in the world. This person can be Taiyi or Fuxi.

Even if they are all dead, as long as there is one capable breakthrough, then everything will be settled!

Immediately, Dijun handed Hetu Luoshu directly to Kunpeng. Kunpeng looked at the completely different Dijun in front of him, gritted his teeth, and then supported Hetu Luoshu with magic power, covering the rest of the land. The sky and the stars.

I saw that Dijun's real sun fire was condensed in the palm of his hand, burning blood, what does a small sun star look like?

That's what it's like.

As a three-legged Golden Crow, the Eastern Emperor Tai knew what Di Jun wanted to do immediately.

This is what Dijun wanted, to blew himself up.

The monster clan is crazy, and the witch clan is crazy.

All a bunch of lunatics.

Tens of millions of lunatics fought with lunatics, and the waves shook the sky.

The Lingzhu arrived here, looking at the Fuxi in the sky who was originally in a light-colored robe, now he was covered in blood, and the two ancestor witches surrounded him, and the nine-stringed qin played a death song.

I saw Fuxi put away the nine-stringed zither at the next moment, still so calm and composed, in a sea of ​​blood hell, dressed in blood, just like before.

not good!

Lingzhu opened her eyes wide, looked at Fuxi who was not far away, and didn't think about it in her heart. With a thought, she held a fire-pointed gun, Hun Tianling wrapped around her feet, Qiankun circled her neck and went straight away, and then Jiulong Shenhuo The hood exudes huge flames, gold bricks, and the yin and yang energy of the Yin-Yang sword, all of which were hit on it.

Seeing this, Fu Xi suddenly had an urge to regret, not for anything else, but why he didn't just put the Lingzhu in a small dark room.

He shouldn't have believed what Lingzhuzi said back then.

At this moment, Jumang was entangled by the spirit beads, frowned slightly, then turned around and planned to get rid of the spirit beads directly, to save people?Since you have this heart, you must bear the price.

That is--

dead!

Lingzhuzi is not afraid, she has done everything, there is nothing to be afraid of, and the attack of escaping is obviously not real. Compared with the blow back then, Lingzhuzi is now much stronger in physical fitness. holy hit.

However, this time is the same as before, if he loses consciousness this time, he is dead.

She doesn't want to die.

She hasn't brought Ao Bing to meet her parents yet.

She hasn't told Master yet that she has a domestic dragon.

Lingzhu gritted her teeth, as if countless things in her body had been shattered.

But she doesn't regret it.

If she could sit idly by in this situation, then she would not be her.

Control your waves.

The sky is dark, the stars seem to fall, the sky and the earth are dark, the evil spirit bursts, and the crimson blood mist fills the sky

Ao Bing turned into a human form, caught Lingzhu, Lingzhu raised his head, grabbed Ao Bing's clothes, tried to maintain his body, raised his hand, and wiped the blood from his mouth fiercely.

Compared with Lingzhu who arrived first, Ao Bing is just in front of his feet.

If possible, in fact, he would rather grab the Lingzhu directly and lock it in the East China Sea Dragon Palace. Of course, this idea was shattered in an instant.

Ao Bing will not impose his own ideas on Lingzhu, otherwise it would not take so many years to achieve a positive result.

The heaven and the earth seemed to be trembling, the power was majestic, and it seemed to take everything away with a destructive momentum.

Death seems to be a normal thing here.

Killing, ruthlessness, blood, bones...

Everything is mixed together, the wind is howling, and the earthquake is violent.

Never under the Zhou Mountain, now it seems that the prehistoric world is about to be pierced, and the surrounding land has already cracked, as if a chain reaction has started.

The whole prehistoric was shaken.

On Mount Buzhou, all the saints couldn't help frowning when they saw this scene, even for Zhunti who had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

Tong Tian looked at the ground, and after a long time, pointed down, and said, "Second brother, look there."

Yuan Shi followed Tong Tian's finger and saw Ling Zhuzi and Ao Bing appearing on the Lich Battlefield, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Under such circumstances, they ran back to die, messing around!

At this moment, Ling Zhuzi pursed her lips, and said quickly, "Why are you here, you believe me, I can go back alive."

As he spoke, a mouthful of blood flowed from his throat to his mouth.

Lingzhuzi: ...

Am I being embarrassed?

The body is so disappointing, is it really good!

Ao Bing raised his hand to wipe off the overflowing blood for Lingzhuzi, sighed, and said, "Didn't you say, Lingzhuzi, to meet the parents?"

Ling Zhuzi adjusted her mentality, then looked at Ao Bing, hooked the corners of her mouth, and showed a smile, as if everything was normal and simple.Ling Zhuzi pointed at Fu Xi's position with a pointed gun, then smiled at Ao Bing and said, "Okay, you see the parents are there, we have met."

After all, Ling Zhuzi took out the Qiankun bow and the sky-shaking arrow, and aimed at the big witch who was fighting together not far away.

Ao Bing sighed and said nothing more.

Anyway, it's useless to say it.

They are all creatures, and maybe they are all good, but this is a battlefield.

An arrow passed, and fell in response, piercing the heart with an arrow.

The killing sounds shook the sky, the hell on earth was nothing more than that.

......

Nuwa who is far away in Zixiao Palace.

With a thought, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Seeing that Hongjun was not there, he immediately left Zixiao Palace without hesitation.

But he never thought that Hongjun had been waiting outside Zixiao Palace for a long time.

Hongjun immediately withdrew the water curtain with a flash.

At this moment, Hongjun also stood up and looked at Nu Wa, his eyes were full of emptiness, as if he had everything or nothing, and his body was full of the aura of Tao, mysterious and mysterious.

It's even frightening and extremely oppressive.

This is the saint.

This is Hongjun.

Seeing Hongjun in front of her, Nuwa couldn't help frowning, and even felt a little unable to lift her head.

Then, Hongjun saw that Nuwa turned her head and ran away.

"..." Hongjun.

Do you think my master doesn't exist?

I don't want to be ashamed?

Do you think I'm ready to pick up those two guys?

Quasi-mention and introduction: ...

Working hand-in-hand with Tiandao, oh no, it was Hongjun who shared the same goals with Tiandao, and he didn't stop her. With a wave of his hand, he helped Nuwa put a little barrier on the way back to the city.

Then Hongjun continued to restore the big screen.

The large movie inside is still playing, and it is still the climax.

If I'm not mistaken, it's probably the finale.

At this time, Nu Wa passed without any problems.

At that time, even if Nu Wa wanted to do something, it would be too late.

It is definitely not the cause and effect of the two groups of Liches fighting, and it is even more impossible to disturb the fight between the two groups of Liches.

but……

Hongjun sighed, it is too difficult to be a good master.

But looking at this posture, Fuxi has been too involved, and it will be somewhat impossible when it is fished out. If he lives to be the Emperor Xi of the Yaozu, he may not be in charge of the Yaozu in the future.

What if it is directly like Nuwa?

Although Nu Wa is a saint of the monster race, she is even more of a saint of the human race.

And Fuxi is obviously not, isn't weak and directly helps Fuxi solve this layer of identity thoroughly?

On the Six Paths of Reincarnation, in case Hou Tu makes trouble, it is better for him to solve this matter.

For example, airdrops.

There should be three emperors and five emperors in the human race in the future, and the position of the three emperors can be regarded as a good affiliation.

As for the spirit beads, they have the merit of protecting the human race, and they will also do so in the future. Thinking about it this way, it is——

Just right!

It all fell in anyway.

Then just wash it together.

Pushing the boat along the way, in the current situation of the prehistoric age, the witch clan never sees the sun and lives in the underworld forever, while the monster clan, with no leader, is no longer a climate, fragmented and scattered, I am afraid it will be more miserable than the witch clan.

As for Heaven...

It can't be left for the Yaozu either.

Hongjun glanced at the two boys who ran over to follow him to watch the live broadcast, and made a decision in his heart.

Having figured this out, Hongjun raised his hand with a thought, and with a wave of mana, he shot out of nowhere and entered the Lich battlefield.

In order to prevent Fuxi from having any idea of ​​self-destruction, simply, then...

Strike first.

And it can also guarantee safety, with no harm at all.

He is really a good teacher.

Hongjun thought about it, and then looked more intently at the water curtain in front of him.

......

At this moment, Nuwa rushed to the prehistoric world desperately and recklessly. She had already become a saint, and her speed was by no means comparable to that of others. At this moment, she seemed to be going backwards.

Nuwa took a deep breath, and looked at Buzhou Mountain.

Black smoke billowed, and evil spirits overflowed.

After a violent brilliance.

The water in the Tianhe River poured, and the mountains fell in different weeks.

That is to say...

The sky is falling!

The water of the Tianhe River poured on the prehistoric land, and the water fell from the sky, as if it was the end of the day. The water of the Tianhe River seemed to have washed Buzhou Mountain again, and merged with the bloody water, carrying endless evil spirits, heading towards the prehistoric land.

No one ever thought that at this time, the Gonggong would die together.

Seeing this, all the sages suddenly lost the desire to watch the excitement, and cursed secretly in their hearts, each using their magical powers.

The Tai Chi diagram sets the ground, water, wind and fire.The Pangu Banner tried to block the Tianhe River from flooding the flood, but it was of little use.

A flash of golden light flashed blindingly, and one wished to head towards the sun.

Nuwa gritted her teeth at this moment, and threw out the map of Shanhe Sheji to cover the rest of the demon clan, of course, including the demon clan.

In fact, Nuwa even wanted to throw out all the witches inside and drown them in the Tianhe River.But at the moment, I can't care so much.

Zhen Yuanzi took out the book from the ground to try to protect the prehistoric land, and diverted water into the river and sea. Hong Yun also helped in his own way. Although it was not as good as Zhen Yuanzi, he could save one at least.

Styx in the sea of ​​blood has even more complicated thoughts.

A layer of Tianhe water floated on my own blood sea, and it simply drained directly into the Wangchuan River. After all, the underworld and the blood sea are neighbors, and the river still flows out from my side, although Styx often has a kind of thinking. The impulse to cut off the flow of the Wangchuan River was only an impulse, and it was not really done.

But he didn't expect that this move would also bring him some merit, and Houtu would also receive some, that's for a later story.

But at this moment, Kunpeng spread its wings under the map of mountains and rivers, and flew into a vast ocean.

There is a saying that there is a fish in Mingbei, its name is Kun, and the Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot... Oh no, the Kun is so big that I don’t know how many thousands of miles it is.

Kunpeng swims in the water of the Tianhe River. It is impossible for him to ignore the current situation.

Just rushed down, but there are quite a few monsters.

How much can be saved for the time being.

Although Di Jun is nothing in the eyes of Kunpeng, there are always a lot of things, and there are often a lot of impulses to kill him directly, but it does not mean that Di Jun really died like this, he will only think about it. Di Jun died well.There is no need to be a little sad now.

But now, no matter what, you have to suppress it.

Now is obviously not the time to be sad, otherwise we would have to go inside.

Gong Gong is dead and clean, and Hong Huang is almost turned into the end of the world by him.

Laozi, Jieyin, Yuanshi, and Tongtian tried to support the sky and temporarily filled the mouth of the sky.

Zhunti volunteered to find something that could support the sky, counted his fingers, and headed straight for Beihai.

Subsequently, at an extremely high speed, he successfully reached a consensus with the mysterious turtle in the North Sea.

Zhunti temporarily took over Xuangui's primordial spirit.

Immediately, carrying four thighs that could support the sky, he went straight to the four people who supported the sky.

This picture...

Can be imagined.

And Nuwa, holding the Qiankun cauldron at this moment, propped up her body, threw most of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil directly into the Qiankun cauldron to melt it, and after three hours, it became a colorful stone.

Afterwards, Nvwa jumped up and used the method of pasting the wall to fill up the sky, and the extra colorful stones were also picked up by Nvwa and thrown away.

And throw more than one piece.

One of them fell on the top of Yifeng, which can definitely be said to be in an excellent position.A good place to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of the sun and the moon.

In time, it should be no problem for a stone to become a spirit.

However, no one noticed this at the moment.

After all, the sky is leaking, and who cares where a stone from the sky falls?

The water of the Tianhe River no longer pours on the earth, and the four pillars of heaven have been placed at the four corners.

It's just that the water that falls from the sky cannot go upstream and go back.

With Gonggong now, it may be even more difficult for the Wu Clan in the future, and their luck has plummeted. When the three clans were blamed for falling behind, the luck of the Wu Clan was even lower than that of the Wu Clan.

Four tenths of the merits and virtues descended from heaven were given to Nuwa, and the other saints were divided into one level each.The remaining layer is distributed to those who have made great contributions in this world-shattering great change.

After receiving the merit, Nuwa immediately arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, looking at the wreckage of Buzhou Mountain, even after being washed by the Tianhe River, she can still see the color of blood that even the Tianhe River can't wash away.

Blood seemed to have seeped into it, as if it had merged into a river.

In the red river water, it seems that all the blood is flowing down.

The original Buzhou Mountain did not have this river.

Maybe it's Tianhe water, maybe it's really blood.

Everything seemed to have calmed down, and those who survived were either killed or injured.

Perhaps, just like what Di Jun thought, the monster clan "won" and the witch clan was completely over.

If there is no human race.

Nuwa felt that her eyes were a little dry, and she felt like she wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

At this moment, it is not only Nuwa who is cleaning up the mess, but also Pingxin.

A mana is extremely weak, not even as good as a great witch's peace of mind.

Pingxin pursed her lips, and after a long time, she finally said to Nuwa, "Thank you."

Thank you for protecting the remaining Wu clan at the last moment.

Even if it may just be mixed together, it can't be distinguished.

Nu Wa, perhaps this is very similar to Peace Heart.

For Ping Xin's thank you, Nu Wa didn't say a word, as if she just ignored it, and Ping Xin didn't feel anything about Nu Wa's behavior.

Thank you or not is my question, whether you respond or not is another matter, and this lack of response may be normal.

In fact, from a certain point of view, it may not be easy for Ping Xin to say this word of thanks.

Immediately, Pingxin took the remaining witches and opened the door to the underworld.

Chang Xi looked at Hou Yi who was not far away. Just now she and Hou Yi were both ruthless. Chang Xi did not regret it, nor would she regret it, even if Hou Yi died in her hands, or in other words, just now she All he thought about was how to kill Hou Yi.

It's already dawn.

What was waiting was not Tianming, but another ending.

Perhaps, Yaozu won.

maybe……

The feeling of eating soil is really bad. Houyi stood up and supported his body with a tough sun-shooting bow. Back then, he took the longbow as a sun-shooting bow, which meant that he could directly shoot the demon emperor through his heart in the future. Good.Who would have thought that there would be a time for support.

Houyi looked at Changxi, and after a long time, he said, "Chang'e, your rabbit seems to have run away. I don't know if it's dead."

After finishing speaking, Hou Yi turned and left.

The moment she heard Hou Yi's words, Chang Xi's body stiffened instantly.

After a long time, Changxi looked at the setting sun covered by the dark clouds in the sky, and remained silent.

At this moment, if we say that the magic weapon that attracts the most attention is probably the Chaos Clock.

With the death of the Eastern Emperor Tai, the Chaos Clock has no owner.

A congenital treasure, even a saint is moved by it.

However, it is true that in the end the bamboo basket fetches water in vain.

Compared to them, Nu Wa stood on the ground, cleaning up the mess.

Looking at the lines on the palm, they finally disappeared on the edge of the palm, as if everything was normal.

However, when he raised his head and looked at the sky, the originally tall and majestic Buzhou Mountain, the backbone of Pangu supporting the earth, had already been knocked into two halves.

The wind seemed to be blowing up the hem of the clothes, and the evil spirit might not dissipate for thousands of years.

One step, one step, stepping on the ground, Nuwa could hear her own footsteps very clearly, even the sound of wind blowing, rolling stones, and running water, everything seemed impossible to cover up.

Perhaps, at this moment... there is nothing to cover up.

Nuwa had already found Qiankunding and Jiuxianqin at the very beginning, when she was practicing stone to mend the sky.

At this moment Nuwa did see a touch of red silk, Nuwa raised her head, just looked at that touch of red silk, opened her mouth slightly, but finally said nothing.

After a long time, Nuwa raised her hand and waved, Huntian Ribbon, Qiankun Circle, Qiankun Bow, Shocking Arrow, Fire Point Spear, Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, Gold Brick, Yin Yang Sword, Killing Soul Banner, as if feeling the master's breath , arrived one by one, and when they arrived at the place, it seemed that they found out that it was not at all.

All the results seemed to be in front of them.

Then Nuwa put all the magic weapons into her cuffs one by one.

Looking at the ground, Nuwa looked at the ground, and there was no sound for a long time.

As if he had found something again, he seemed a little lost again.

Or rather, it has been like this for a long time.

It has already begun since Nuwa arrived here.There is no doubt about Nuwa's ability, and everything she has done so far has been done to perfection.Whether it's mending the sky, or cleaning up the remaining monsters.

And Nuwa is here, it seems that the demon clan also has a backbone.

Emperor Wa, Empress Nuwa, Saint Nuwa.

Now, Kunpeng also came back from the Tianhe River to preside over the remaining affairs.

No one said much about Nuwa's condition.

Everyone is the same.

Silence and silence.

......

the other side.

Under the cliff that no one cares about.

I saw a long silver-white dragon lying on the ground, holding an ordinary bead tightly in the white dragon's front paws. Only under the sunlight can you see the light reflecting the sun slightly on the bead. brilliant.

Even after the scouring of Tianhe water.

Everything seemed very quiet.

Before that, the original white dragon was covered in red dust, as if covering everything.

Under the scouring of the Tianhe water, now, it has already shown its original appearance.

Very quiet.

......

Beyond the prehistoric.

In Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at a lot of souls.

It looks like everything, and at this moment it has become a ball of spirits.

Can't help but fell into silence.

brought back...

It seems, a bit much.

Compared to the other souls that are all muddle-headed, the one in the shape of a dragon pushed away a lot of muddle-headed fellows, and found one out of the gap in the ball of souls, and stood directly on that On the "ball", it continued to stretch out its dragon claws to drill in through the gap, then dug inside, and then grabbed a bead-shaped soul, and when it went out, the bead was taken out from a pile of souls.

Then, in the shape of a dragon, holding the beads in both claws, he turned around and stared straight at Hongjun.

The one in the shape of a dragon is easy to recognize, it is the quasi-daoist companion of his disciple, Lingzhu.Not to mention the bead held in the words by the dragon, that is the spirit bead.

"..." Hongjun.

Look at what I do, it's all the fault of heaven.

Tiandao: ... Ha ha, blame me?