Jinyang Mountain, inside the Temple of the Sun.

Fu Xi looked at it, and the entire palace was a fiery red color, and there were relief patterns of flames everywhere.

In the center of the lobby is a fiery red sun, and in front of it is a dark golden flaming chair.

Di Jun walked straight over and sat on it, his face pale and his expression a little sluggish.

Too smiling haha, let Fuxi and Nuwa sit at will.

Fu Xi's face was calm, he nodded a little to Tai, and took Nuwa to sit on Dijun's left hand.

Raising his eyes to look at Di Jun, Fu Xi was entangled in what was the Fusang Holy Fruit?

I haven't heard of it again, and the Fuso tree will bear fruit.

I saw that Di Jun also looked at him, and there was a trace of smugness in his eyes.

Give Fuxi a feeling that everything is under control.

Fu Xi was uneasy, but he didn't show it in the slightest, his thoughts were flying, and he was thinking quickly about how to escape with Nuwa if the drama was smashed.

I saw Emperor Jun Chong Taiyi nodding slightly.

Taiyi God comprehended, and directly took out a fiery red fruit the size of a fist.

Fu Xi was slightly surprised, isn't this thing a large mulberry?

Immediately after that, I smelled a refreshing fragrance, which soon filled the hall.

Then I felt that the temperature of the main hall was rising.

I saw that the Fusang Holy Fruit was like a little sun, constantly releasing the true fire of the sun.

Tai took the Fusang Sacred Fruit in one hand, walked up to Nuwa, and handed it to Nuwa.

Nuwa took the Fusang Sacred Fruit and turned her head to look at Fuxi.

Fu Xi suddenly felt that the eyes of Emperor Jun and Taiyi were also focused on him.

Taiyi's bronze bell-like eyes stared at Fu Xi, and the fiery red robe was agitated without wind, obviously accumulating strength.

Dijun also showed a threatening expression.

Fu Xi took a deep breath and directly reached out and took the Fusang Holy Fruit from Nuwa's hand.

Immediately, I felt that the temperature in the hall suddenly rose by three percent.

Di Jun's whole body burned with the true fire of the sun, and he said in a cold tone:

"Fuxi, what do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just going to see, eat it, and I won't be burned to death!"

Fu Xi looked at the Fusang Holy Fruit while quietly taking out a copy card.

I heard Taiyi's rough voice shouting:

"What nonsense, Fusang Holy Fruit will never be fine if you eat it, and there is a certain chance to comprehend the true fire of the sun!"

Fu Xi pretended to be surprised and looked at Taiyi, "Can you give me a taste too!"

At the same time, the copy card in Fu Xi's left hand turned into a blue light, wrapping the Fusang Holy Fruit.

"No, this is the last one!" Taiyi waved his hand in disgust.

The blue light returned to Fu Xi's hand, and it was about to turn into a Fusang holy fruit.

In order to divert attention, Fu Xi directly pretended to be careless and dropped the Fusang Holy Fruit in his right hand to the ground.

The eyes of Emperor Jun and Taiyi were immediately attracted by the Fusang Holy Fruit that fell to the ground.

Without noticing at all, a Fusang holy fruit appeared in Fu Xi's left hand.

Fu Xi quickly put it away.

Taiyi picked up the Fusang Holy Fruit on the ground and looked at Fu Xi angrily, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, my hand is slippery!" Fu Xi said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Tai Yi snorted coldly and handed the Fusang Holy Fruit to Nuwa.

Seeing Nuwa take the Fusang Holy Fruit, Fu Xi nodded, and his eyes signaled that Nuwa could eat it.

Only then did Nuwa open her cherry mouth and gently bite into the Fusang holy fruit.

I saw that on the fiery flesh, magma-like juice overflowed, and the aroma was even stronger.

Taiyi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Fu Xi's face was calm, his eyes were firmly fixed on Nuwa, always paying attention to Nuwa's changes.

Secretly, mana surges, heightened vigilance.

Dijun and Taiyi also set their eyes on Nuwa.

Fu Xi felt that every second was torment, and he wanted to urge Nuwa to eat quickly.

After a few minutes, Nuwa swallowed the last bite of the flesh of the Fusang Holy Fruit, and nothing changed.

Fu Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

looked at Di Jun, and saw that Di Jun's face became gloomy and very embarrassed.

Taiyi's face was full of doubts, and he patted his head and muttered, "It shouldn't be!"

Seeing that Di Jun was silent, Fu Xi's brows furrowed slightly, shouldn't he be cheating?

Inside the main hall, there was an eerie silence.

Taiyi played with the Chaos Clock, waiting for Di Jun's orders.

Fu Xi secretly gathered strength, looked at Di Jun, and was about to ask, Di Jun said in an unkind tone:

"Fuxi, Nuwa must have a deadline to break through the Da Luo Golden Immortal!"

"If she doesn't break through, will I wait for her forever?"

"How do you see eight hundred years from now?"

Fu Xi's brows furrowed, although Di Jun was asking, his tone could not be changed, with a strong threatening flavor.

Fu Xi is silent, disagrees, or agrees?

As Fu Xi pondered, the temperature of the main hall became higher and higher, and Di Jun and Taiyi were like two small suns about to erupt.

The scorching temperature made Nuwa have to take action to protect Fuxi.

Nuwa's cold eyes stared at Di Jun and Tai Yi vigilantly, and her original good feelings for Di Jun were gone.

Fu Xi kept looking at Di Jun until he felt that Di Jun's last trace of patience was about to be worn out, so he said calmly:

"Yes, eight hundred years later, as long as Nuwa agrees, I won't have any problems!"

"But when I join the Demon Clan, I must enter the Demon Clan's treasure house and choose an innate spirit treasure to take advantage of!"

Di Jun's gloomy face quickly returned to normal, as long as you are in my hands, can Nuwa still disagree?

I saw Di Jun straighten his chest and smile vigorously:

"No problem, we'll be a family from now on!"

"Taiyi, you go down and arrange the best palace for Fuxi and Nuwa to live in!"

Fu Xi and Nuwa followed Taiyi out of the Sun Temple, and Fu Xi glanced at Di Jun behind him.

Dijun still sat straight, his face pale.

The corners of Fu Xi's mouth rose, Di Jun was like this, which made him feel that the past 800 years were the time that Di Jun had left for him to retreat and heal.

Leaving the Temple of the Sun, there is a continuous cluster of palaces outside.

After Taiyi arranged the residence of Fuxi and Nuwa, he left in a hurry.

Returning to the Temple of the Sun, he asked worriedly:

"Big brother, how are you?"

Di Jun's expression became more and more sluggish, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he said slowly:

"I'm going to retreat and heal immediately, and the demon clan will be handed over to you!"

"Protect Nuwa, don't let her run away! I marry her, and my path will turn evil into good fortune." ”

"Take Fuxi with you to conquer Jimeng City, beat Fuxi well along the way, don't kill him, I want Fuxi to surrender completely!"

Taiyi kept nodding and patting his chest to reassure Dijun.

Suddenly, purple qi gushed out from the east for 90,000 miles, and colorful auspicious clouds appeared all over the sky, and then a deep voice resounded through the heavens and the earth!

"I am sanctified today!"

Before the words fell, the terrifying saint's momentum overwhelmed the desolation, and all living beings knelt down one after another, even Da Luo Jin Immortal couldn't resist it!

Dijun and Taiyi can't straighten their waists.

"Three thousand years later, outside the sky, in Zixiao Palace, preaching for the sky for three thousand years, anyone who is destined to go to listen to the lecture!"

Fu Xi's face was full of astonishment, Hongjun became holy, preaching outside the sky, everything was familiar and unfamiliar.

The memories of the novels of his previous life kept emerging, and he had no idea whether to develop according to the plot he was familiar with.

Look at Nuwa.

Nuwa's face was also full of excitement, and she clenched her white and tender little fists hard, "Brother, I want to become a saint too!"