At the top of Hengfeng, in the black that all the monks couldn't see, there was a woman, the green silk hung down like three thousand feet behind her head.

Dressed in a cloud robe, it seems to have torn off a large piece directly above the sky, and then wrapped tightly around the body, with no superfluous things in the hair and face, and there is nothing superfluous in the clothes, and the small face is not much frightening and worldly, but there is a lot of dust.

In fact, for women, whether it is their face or their own appearance, it is a pity to have more and less than a body, all of which are changed at will.

As long as she thinks about it, she can change it freely for a moment, there is no such thing, how can she have it, but it is all external to the body.

What she has is this large area of this vast area of the worldly realm under the mountain for the time being, except for this Martial Ancestor Secret Realm under her feet.

The identity of a woman is the law of heaven on the Xuanwu Continent, maintaining the entire secular world under the mountain, whether it is life or death, whether it is a blessing or a debt, when it arises and when it falls, it is all determined by one of them.

Of course, the woman will not be a person, to be precise, it is a ruler to measure the secular world under the mountain, and try to maintain the so-called fairness and justice of the secular world under the mountain, and the reincarnation of heaven.

That's why the woman will regard the smaller Heavenly Dao Law in the Martial Ancestor's secret realm as a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, like a choking throat.

The woman's body is like a normal person, but in fact, she has no body, as if she is the same, whether she is tall or short depends on her mind.

Opposite the woman was Wu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged and suspended in mid-air, and Wu Chen smiled at the woman.

Behind Wu Chen, the outer body of the law that was not as high as the two Wu Chens appeared, with a pair of horizontal eyes, staring at the Heavenly Dao Law under the mountain opposite Wu Chen, which was not a woman, and the Heavenly Dao Law under the heaven and earth under his own control naturally had a great relationship.

It's like the law of heaven and earth on the Xuanwu Continent, which divides the entire five states equally for the world, is very strong, so strong that even the martial ancestors of 10,000 years ago can't do anything about it.

Ten thousand years ago, it didn't work, and now after ten thousand years, I'm afraid of the same result.

In the pavilion, Lu Qi'er's heart trembled suddenly, and the inexplicable trembling fear that came from his behemoth-like martial body suddenly increased by three points in this instant.

And it was just his own martial arts body that felt that way, but at this moment, he suddenly sensed an irresistible coercion.

It was as heavy as a mountain, so that Lu Qi'er, a former martial artist of the Eight Realms, was directly out of breath, so Lu Qi'er had to look at the place with a sad face, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see clearly, and there was a certain speculation in his heart that was uncertain but faintly appeared.

These are the gatekeepers of the gods and ruins, Xuan Xiu is the top of the Xuan Emperor's Triple Heaven Realm, and Wu Xiu is the top of the Eight Realms Martial Cultivation, and the other realms above the Eight Realms are all realms that he has imagined but cannot personally experience.

The days that can be seen at a glance are actually very boring, especially since this boredom has been maintained for tens of thousands of years, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of years will follow.

At this moment, the outer body of the martial arts cultivator of the Six Realms, who was covered above the small pavilion and was regarded as the outermost layer of death insurance by his deer cut, suddenly retreated and became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared and disappeared.

In the end, it is a martial artist who used to be in the Eight Realms and the Seven Realms, and he still has his own consciousness, and he has a more acute judgment.

So Lu Qi'er looked out of the gazebo with a sad face.

It's not that I want to see anything one-one-two-two, seven-seven-eighty-eight, but I'm worried about the girl next to me, and his dispensable life has long been enough.

Moreover, they born at the site of the gods are a kind of bond that can be delayed for 10,000 years, or even the next 10,000 years, and it will only be a great guarantee.

It's like he can't die, but it's hard to die.

The reason why Lu Qi'er is worried is because the woman next to him is different, at least different from him.

Bao Yi itself is like a small reincarnation, the reason why Bao Yi can't feel his own difference is because Bao Yi itself is like a small reincarnation, every hundred years, what is presented in front of their people in the Miasma Mountain will only be a wholehearted Bao Yi, whether it is the mind or cultivation.

This is also the same as the fact that he has had the same nearly 10,000 years, but he still thinks that he is an ordinary monk who has only been a few decades old.

This is also one of the secrets that belong to the Miasma Mountain.

This 100-year compliment is very different from the praising of previous years.

According to the rule that a hundred years is one lifetime in the secular Yamashita Dynasty, that is, this life of Baoyi is very different from the previous many lifetimes.

Because in this life, Bao Yi has seen different people in different heavens and underground, experienced different kinds of monks under the laws of different heaven and earth, and also met different people under different laws of heaven and earth.

First, compared with the previous praise, they are all different.

The outer body of the Fa Xiang behind Wu Chen came out one step at a time, and one step was dozens of steps, and every step broke through the air, so he walked in front of the woman who was wrapped in clouds and clothes.

Stand on the left and right sides with both feet, clench your fingers with both hands, gather your fingers into fists, and gather your left and right fists to come out.

The woman's figure looked at Wu Chen's outer body only five steps away, and she could touch it with her arms, but even if the two fists of the law were out, and the fists broke through the void, it still couldn't touch the woman at all.

The woman is invisible, how can she bear this pair of brazen fist intent.

Everything that Fa Xiang did was based on his self-awareness, and it was definitely not under the control of his Wu Chen's will.

Two punches are just a temptation, like a small appetizer before a feast of 100 dishes.

So the outer body of the law minister was no longer punching at the woman, and suddenly his body skyrocketed, first a hundred meters, then a hundred zhang, and then a huge body of hundreds and more than a thousand meters.

The behemoth Wu Xiang's outer body, which turned into a body of more than 1,000 meters, was followed by a series of punches, and the object of the punches was the entire peak world, which belonged to the women's world wrapped in clouds as clothes.

So after the outer body of the French minister continued to punch one after another, the woman's cloud silk dress swayed lightly without wind, but the woman's face was still light and light, and there were no waves.

Opposite the woman, Wu Chen was still resolute and unmoving, looking directly at the woman's face.

The little fat man Wu Er, who was hiding behind Wu Chen, could be said to be grinning with his teeth at this time, grinning with painful teeth, although the world that Wu Chenfa beat outside was that woman, it was more of him as the host.