Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

Continued from last time!

Jie Yin sighed, and seeing that the two sides could not reach an agreement, he stopped talking nonsense, and swung the Pure Bamboo in his hand to attack Hou Tu directly. More than 3,000 incarnations around him evolved into Western magic, and various magical powers were used, also attacking at the same time.

On the other side, Hou Tu stepped on the ground, and endless turbid air from the earth gathered. The laws of the earth evolved into the power of rules, forming chains around her body.

Behind her, another shadow of a big world emerged, which was the underworld of the earth.

Hou Tu pulled the longbow in her hand, and the rhyme of Tao flowed. Endless underworld air gathered into arrows and shot out.

Zu Wu Qiangliang stood in the sky, and thousands of thunders gathered around him. He waved his fists in the air, driving thunder and lightning, attracting thunder from all directions, and thousands of thunders turned into two thunder snakes, entwined on his arms.

A punch was thrown, attacking Jie Yin from the side!

On the other side, Zu Wu Ru Shou displayed the Zu Wu's true body, with a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, and wings on his shoulders.

The Great Dao of the Golden Element was performed to the extreme, transforming into two dragons and two snakes, and also killing Jie Yin.

These two people supported Hou Tu and distracted Jie Yin's attention. Needless to say, this method was really effective. For a while, they delayed many of Jie Yin's incarnations, and even directly disrupted Jie Yin's attack.

Hou Tu and Jie Yin were both in the late stage of Quasi-Sage, and their strengths were evenly matched, but now with the help of two ancestor witches, it was easier to fight.

The three of them fought together!

As the battle deepened, some of Jie Yin's incarnations were overwhelmed and were beaten to pieces in the aftermath of the battle.

There were drops of immortal blood in the sky, and the true blood of the ancestor witches was sprinkled in the sky.

The battle instantly entered a white-hot stage!

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Above the vast East China Sea, the three Penglai Islands were isolated from the world, and they were ranked in the three directions of heaven, earth and man with the power of the Three Talents, surrounding each other.

The power of the Three Talents gathered the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and even attracted the violent chaotic energy outside the sky, but it was quickly transformed into innate spiritual energy.

And there are thousands of islands around it to protect it.

Daiyu Island and Yuanjiao Island are suspended above the East China Sea, as if two worlds are independent in the sky.

At this time, Donghua led the emperors of Zifu to watch Nuwa's creation.

"Taihua, you practice the way of creation, learn more from fellow Taoist Nuwa, if you can learn something from this world of creation, it will be enough for you to break through to the real quasi-saint."

"Yes, brother!" Taihua replied.

At this time, Nuwa was suspended above the sky, and the way of creation formed a divine wheel behind her.

At a certain moment, Nuwa finally took action and sacrificed the spiritual treasure Qiankun Ding. Qiankun Ding gradually grew larger in the sky, like a black hole, and began to absorb all the evil spirits, fierce spirits, dead spirits and thin spiritual energy on the island.

"Qiankun creation, Hunyuan is the same!"

The true fire of creation emerged, and the evil spirits, fierce spirits, dead spirits and spiritual energy began to be refined in the Qiankun Ding.

The Qiankun Ding can return the acquired to the innate, which is not only about spiritual treasures, but also includes all the gases between heaven and earth.

This is the so-called no matter how you change, you can only become the innate spiritual energy when you enter my Ding.

At this moment, Yuanjiao Island has completely become a place without spirits. Donghua is very familiar with this feeling, because the earth in the future is like this.

After 9981 days, with the shaking of the Qiankun Ding, the spiritual energy was completely refined successfully.

And at this time, the world of creation has just begun!

I saw Nuwa offering the map of mountains, rivers and states, in which mountains, rivers and rivers are floating, and countless strange beasts and fierce beasts live in the world.

As the map of mountains, rivers and states unfolds, it begins to respond to Yuanjiao Island from a distance.

Nuwa spreads her arms and turns into her true body, with a human body and a snake tail, and a red hydrangea in her hand, like a shining sun.

Then the red hydrangea turned into a red embroidered knife. Nuwa chopped three knives in a row. The three knives carried infinite power and fell on Yuanjiao Island. A dull sound came.

"Boom!"

Yuanjiao Island was torn into pieces, but it was captured by the mountains, rivers, and states in the sky and could not be scattered.

As the island broke, earth, water, fire, and wind surrounded it.

Nuwa pointed with one hand, mediated the creation, and the world suddenly changed. Countless fragments gathered again, and a world slowly took shape.

After the world was finalized, there was nothing inside. At this time, it should only be said to be a space.

The red embroidered knife in Nuwa's hand turned into a red embroidered ball again, fell on the world, released infinite light, and the earth, water, fire, and wind were instantly fixed.

Then Nuwa used the magic power of creation again, and the magic power of the Great Dao evolved, and mountains, rivers, plants, flowers, and fruits emerged one by one.

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With the use of Nuwa's power of creation, a world really took shape, and then the Qiankun Ding was sacrificed, and the innate spiritual energy in the Ding flowed out, and the whole world came alive in an instant.

Then Nuwa used the great magic power again, and connected this newly created world with the prehistoric world, leading to the nine heavens above and the East China Sea below. At this point, the world of creation truly ended.

"This world is called the Wahuang World!"

Then Nuwa pointed casually, and countless palaces were formed immediately.

There were two large palaces in the middle, one was called: Wahuang Palace, and the other was called: Xihuang Palace.

As the world was built, the clouds moved above the nine heavens, and a group of Xuanhuang merits formed, and then fell. Nuwa casually offered a red hydrangea to absorb all the merits.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, your strength has greatly improved, and your merits have been measured by creation." When Nuwa fell from the sky, Donghua and others sent their blessings.

Nuwa smiled slightly, and her heart was also extremely happy, and her state seemed very good. Although she created a world, she was not tired at this time, but more energetic.

"It's still early to make a big improvement in strength. It's just that I have gained a new understanding from scratch. Next, I will go into retreat again. I hope all fellow Taoists will forgive me for my poor reception."

After saying this, Nuwa flew away regardless and landed in the Wa Palace. Then a ray of light flashed and completely sealed the palace gate.

Fuxi laughed awkwardly a few times, but seemed to have grown accustomed to it. Then he led everyone to the Xihuang Palace, where they started chatting.

While a few people were chatting, Donghua suddenly felt something in his heart, as if something had disappeared, and then quickly deduced.

Everyone in the hall was also confused and didn't know what happened.

Fuxi also deduced and found that there was nothing important about him.

A gossip appeared around Donghua, and the Tao rhyme circulated. He followed that feeling and found that the cause and effect between him and the West was broken.

I was also quite confused in my heart. I once again deduced the west, but found that the west was filled with a vast atmosphere of killing and chaos, and above the Lingshan Mountain was a world of ice and fire.

"Haotian, use your Haotian Mirror to look at Lingshan Mountain in the west. Something big should happen there."

Haotian was puzzled and used the Haotian Mirror to look at the Western Spirit Mountain, but it was blocked by rays of light and could not see anything clearly.

Then everyone worked together to operate the Haotian Mirror. After everyone saw the mirror scene clearly, Fuxi said in confusion: "Why did the Wu Clan attack Lingshan? Is it for the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

"They should be inseparable. If it weren't for Hongmeng Ziqi, they wouldn't have conflicts with Jie Yin Zhunti." Donghua thought for a moment and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed, and they all felt that the Wu clan was doing it for Hongmeng Ziqi.

Everyone else thought nothing of this, but Haotian still couldn't believe the scene in front of him and asked doubtfully:

"Jie Yin and Zhunti are the teacher's apprentices. How dare the Wu clan dare to do so? Aren't they afraid of the teacher's power?"

The scene that happened on Lingshan Mountain deeply shocked Haotian. As a boy of Hongjun, he naturally knew that his master was a protective person.

Donghua smiled and said: "Although they are the teacher's apprentices, now the Taoist ancestor has joined the Tao. He is not only our teacher, but also a part of the way of heaven. He will not easily go astray."

"However, I think the Witch Clan made a miscalculation this time. Hongmeng Purple Qi is not so easy to obtain, and the teacher will not just watch his apprentice die."

Donghua stopped here, looked at the fight in the mirror, smiled mysteriously, and then said again: "Besides, these two Taoist friends in the West are not simple. Whether the twelve ancestral witches can beat them is another matter. "

"The Three Thousand Great Dreams that I have received are truly extraordinary and have endless potential. If I can cultivate into Three Thousand Quasi-Sages in the future, I should be number one in the world in this realm."

Everyone in the hall nodded and agreed very much with this statement. The Three Thousand Dreams used by Jie Yin in the mirror was truly terrifying, with two corpses of good and evil, three thousand incarnations.

If you are facing someone from the same realm, you may not be able to defeat him. There are only twelve ancestral witches, otherwise you really can't defeat him.

Fuxi said: "Jie Yin has such strength, which is not surprising to me, but Zhunti's strength is not weak at all. This move of turning the effect into the cause is weird and terrifying!"

At this time, I saw Zhunti on the Lingshan Mountain waving the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, brushing away the bubbles in the Karma River. Several figures appeared around him, including Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and even the ancestral witch Houtu. They are all quasi-sages.

The phantoms launched attacks one after another, killing the major ancestral witches.

Di Jiang and the others were not to be outdone. The Qi Luck Pangu behind him slowly rose into the air and then punched.

This punch fully displayed the power of the Emperor's Way, instantly resolving the attacks of several phantoms and directly attacking Zhunti's body.

The other two ancestral witches also attacked at the same time, and the power of the rules of the avenue suppressed Zhunti.

"collapse!"

Endless light flashed through, and the collision of light waves continued endlessly. Several mountains around Lingshan instantly turned into powder and dissipated between the sky and the earth, and this was just the aftermath of the collision.

At this time, several people in the field also appeared.

The luck Pangu behind Di Jiang has dissipated, and there doesn't seem to be any major injuries.

There are various injuries on Zhu Rong's true body, including Emperor Jun Taiyi's True Fire of the Sun, Zhen Yuanzi's Earthly Avenue, etc.

The most pitiable thing is Zuwu Tianwu. He originally had eight human faces, but one of them was shattered by the shadow of Houtu. It is really pitiful and sad.

After being beaten like this by one of his own people, Houtu himself must have regretted it now.

On the opposite side, Zhunti was half-kneeling on the Lingshan Mountain. His face was pale. The golden body behind him was in pieces. The umbrella cover, fish intestines in the flower pot and other items had been smashed.

Even eight of the twenty-four hands on Jin's body were broken, and golden fairy blood dripped on the Lingshan Mountain.

How miserable!

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