Chapter 163: Sanctified Again

"How is that possible? Nuwa, what does she want to do?"

Shouyang Mountain, the sound of the Heavenly Dao suddenly came out, and the moral Tianzun Lao Tzu suddenly got up, and his eyes flashed with extreme incredulity.

Yuan Shi Tianzun was still here, and his brows were also wrinkled into Sichuan characters at this moment, "Nuwa Niangniang actually abolished the holy throne by herself! Could it be that she wants to break away from the Heavenly Dao and regain the holy position?"

"Hehe," Daode Tianzun Lao Tzu couldn't help but snort coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, "It's just the lowest level of merit to become holy, with her own heel talent, without the merit of the Heavenly Dao, how can He De regain the holy position?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun was confused, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, what should we do now?" It is estimated that Zhou Shan started to act that day!"

"It's okay," Daode Tianzun Lao Tzu waved his hand indifferently, disdainfully, "With the full support of the Raised Eyebrows Ancestor, plus the teacher's backing, no matter how Zhou Shan's little miscellaneous pieces are tossed, they can't turn over a few waves, just wait and see what happens!"

Mount Meru in the West.

The Quasi-Ti Daoist set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and his pupils widened in disbelief.

The same is true for the person who leads the way, he can't figure it out when he breaks his head, what is this operation of Nuwa Niangniang?

Back then, when they listened to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, in order to compete for the position of saint, they almost didn't lose their faces, and they cried and made trouble in front of the public, which made the people of Hongyun Dao give way, so that they have today's status.

The position of a saint, I don't know how many cultivators in the desolate world ask for it but can't get it, even if it is a Heavenly Dao saint, as a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, there will be countless cultivators rushing to break the scramble for heads.

However, now, Nuwa Niangniang has abolished herself to the holy throne, which is too unbelievable.

And just when the desolation was terrifying, the whole heaven and earth shook again.

Above the thirty-three heavens, the large black clouds were about to disperse, but for some reason, they gathered together again.

Suddenly, the vision reappeared, the dark clouds covered the top, and the black oppression covered the sky, as if the end was coming.

In the next moment, a voice that broke through the sky came out again, "Sect Master Fu Xi, self-dethroned!"

"What! Fu Xi is actually not far behind?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"The ancestor was born, and the mountain god was defeated, and then Nuwa Niangniang and the Fuxi saint abolished themselves one after another, what are you doing?"

"Is this weird! Is the position of a saint so cheap? don't give it to me......"

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The desolate beings were shocked, and they were so shocked that they couldn't figure it out.

Shouyang Mountain, the light wind and clouds Taiqing sage Lao Tzu couldn't help frowning, Nuwa and Fuxi abolished themselves one after another, didn't the strength of the human race be greatly weakened?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and the Taiqing sage Lao Tzu also had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Senior brother, do you want to send someone to test it out and see what the hell Zhou Shan's little mess is up to?" Yuan Shi Tianzun suddenly proposed.

Taiqing Sage Lao Tzu thought for a moment and nodded, "It's okay, I'll arrange it." ”

Haha, Nuwa Fuxi abolished the Holy Throne by herself, that is to say, vacated two Holy Thrones, and my opportunity has finally come. ”

In the Northern Sea of Styx, the Kunpeng Demon Master who was dormant here was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but let out a wild cry.

After the third lecture from Zixiao Palace, he has always coveted the position of a saint, and tried every means to kill the people of Hongyun Dao, so as to win a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi.

But after endless years, he still did not succeed. But now, the opportunity he's always dreamed of has finally arrived.

The Kunpeng Demon Master was very glad for his wise decision at the beginning, thanks to the fact that he betrayed the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court during the Lich Tribulation, otherwise, he was afraid that he would be a pile of dry bones now.

The Netherworld Blood Sea, the calm sea suddenly boiled, rolling up waves thousands of feet high, as if showing the excitement of the master.

"God treats me well, this saint will have my seat as the leader of the Styx River. The Styx Master was ecstatic.

At this moment, the Three Realms and Six Realms, there are a few people who have the same idea as the Kunpeng Demon Master and the Styx Sect Master, and they are some of the three thousand Hongchen guests who are still alive today.

After all, it was a high saint position, almost no one could refuse, and that position had a fatal temptation that countless cultivators flocked to.

"My Terran Holy Mother and the Sect Master have abolished their holy thrones one after another, what is going on?"

"Oh my God, without their protection, my human race may not last long!"

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On the desolate land, the atmosphere of the major human tribes is extremely dignified and depressing.

Buzhou Palace, the peerless giant gluttony, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun Daoren, Xi and Changxi Goddess, etc., heard such a huge sound of the Heavenly Dao, and couldn't help but come out to watch.

"Sister Nuwa, what's going on, why did you abolish your holy throne?"

The goddess Xihe stepped forward, her eyebrows furrowed, and her charming eyes were full of doubt.

Nuwa Niangniang smiled and was silent, she didn't know why, she just listened to her husband's words.

"Very good," but at this moment, Zhou Shan put his hands behind his back and nodded with satisfaction, "Fuxi, Xiaowa, Brother Shan, this is a big gift for you, so that you can regain your holy position!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Shan waved his robe, and a powerful swallowing force erupted, immediately sweeping Fuxi and Nuwa away, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Naturally, they went to the Chaos Bead Realm in Zhou Mountain.

Zhou Shan had already prepared a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi for them, it was a real Hongmeng purple qi, pure and flawless, and not mixed with any will.

Fu Xi and Xiao Wa were both saints, and they were very familiar with Hongmeng purple qi, and they were also familiar with refining.

There is no need for Zhou Shan's guidance, as long as they refine the Hongmeng purple qi separately, they will instantly understand.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Shan seemed to sense something, his heart moved, and then with a wave of his robe, the figures of Fuxi and Nuwa Niangniang appeared.

"Thank you, Brother Shan!"

"Thank you, husband!"

Fu Xi and Nuwa Niangniang made a joke, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but raise a smile, and the nobility and former demeanor of the saint reappeared confidently, as if the previous self-abolition of the holy throne had never happened.

"Oh my God, they're sanctified!"

"It's too fast, it's not even a hundred years!"

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Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun Daoren, Xi and Chang Xi and others were all dumbfounded, suspecting that they had seen something wrong.

The change was too sudden and so rapid that they suspected that Fu Xi and Nuwa's previous self-deprecation was just an illusion.

Even, they felt that the momentum exuded by Fu Xi and Nuwa Niangniang at this moment was even more powerful than before.

"How can it be sanctified again? The Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao has not landed a vision, could it be said that the mountain god has already ......?"

On the side, the Cause and Effect Demon God faintly guessed something, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.