On the side, the Daoist looked at all this coldly, and his thoughts coincided with those of the Quasi-Daoist.

It is necessary to solve Jiang Feng's desolation as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

At the same time, he clenched the Divine Barrier in his hand, ready to give Jiang Feng a fatal blow at any time.

Although Jiang Feng had basically lost the strength to fight back at this time, he was afraid that his junior brother's sword would not be enough to take his life, but with him in charge, this little miscellaneous had only one way to die today.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's life was in danger, as long as the Demon Sword of the Quasi-Daoist pierced his eyebrows, seriously injuring his primordial spirit, then he would not be far from death.

When the time comes, it will be fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

The Jade Emperor looked at this scene and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar sadly: "Master, please come and save Jiang Feng!" ”

He pinned his only hope on Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and in this situation, only Hongjun Dao Ancestor could stop the quasi-Dao person.

However, his voice fell, and he did not respond for a long time.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but turn pale, her expression was full of gloom, and tears rained down for a while.

After getting along for so long, Jiang Feng is no longer just a courtier, he is the husband of Princess Longji and her beloved son-in-law.

So far, Jiang Feng didn't know how much he had contributed to Heavenly Court, laying a solid foundation for them to change their lives against the sky.

For them, Jiang Feng is a kind of family affection, a guarantee of safety, a reliance behind them, and even a kind of faith.

However, now, Jiang Feng was in a desperate situation, and they couldn't help at all, which couldn't help but make them grief and powerless.

The Tongtian Sect Master shook his head again and again, and sighed for a while, such a result was not as good for him as being by the Yongzhen Zixiao Palace.

Nuwa Niangniang's eyebrows were frowning, and there was a rare look of anger in those smart and shining beautiful eyes, so that her pretty face was unprecedentedly cold.

At this moment, in Jiang Feng's pupils, the Demon Sword of the Quasi-Daoist continued to expand, with a cold light and an incomparably sharp edge, carrying a murderous aura that was condensed like a substance.

Jiang Feng's heart was beating wildly, and the nerves in his body were tensed.

"Fight!"

At the moment of crisis, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, planning to use the substitute puppet to give it a go.

Although it may not be possible to successfully rescue all four people including the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, this is no longer a way.

Click!

Suddenly, just as Jiang Feng was about to crush the puppet that had been replaced, a change of urgency arose.

For some reason, the Demon Sword that was about to stab at him suddenly burst open, splitting apart, and became a pile of broken copper and iron.

This change was too abrupt, without any warning in advance, and it shocked Jiang Feng's eyes for a while.

He looked at it intently, and it turned out that there was a white light shooting from behind him, as fast as thunder, like light and electricity, and it was precisely pointed at the Demon Sword, causing it to explode instantly.

That kind of power is too powerful, terrifying to the extreme, you know, the Demon Sword of the Quasi-Ti Daoist is a superb innate spirit treasure.

Even with Jiang Feng's current body that has become sanctified, although he can shake the best innate spirit treasure with his bare hands, he still needs to pinch it into pieces.

Then, an even more terrifying scene emerged.

After smashing the Demon Sword, the white light remained unabated, unhindered, and continued to rush forward, and soon fell on the body of the Quasi-Daoist.

The quasi-Daoist was caught off guard, and without the slightest preparation in advance, he couldn't dodge at all.

Moreover, that kind of power is too terrifying, far above him, even if he tries his best and uses all his strength, he can't dodge at all, let alone resist.

At this moment, Jiang Feng clearly saw that in the pupils of the quasi-Daoist, there was a look of fear and panic, and even, his entire body was trembling uncontrollably, and his soul was bursting for a while.

Jiang Feng is no stranger to this kind of expression, generally speaking, this is a reaction before death.

And in the next moment, Jiang Feng's inference was completely confirmed.

The unpredictable white light was unmistakably placed on the chest of the Quasi-Daoist, and then, the Quasi-Daoist immediately shattered like the Demon Sword, turning into a blood mist on the spot, permeating the chaotic space around him.

In an instant, the world was completely silent, dead silent, silent.

Everyone was stunned, their pupils bulging, and they were petrified on the spot, like clay wood sculptures.

Everyone looked at the direction where the Quasi-Daoist had disappeared, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

A saint, the supreme existence of the desolate world, was actually shattered by a blow like this, which was too shocking, as outrageous as the Arabian Nights.

Even Jiang Feng was a little unconvinced, but the pungent smell of blood wafting everywhere in front of him confirmed this established fact.

I don't know how long it took, everyone came to their senses a little, and then their eyes shifted and they all focused on Nuwa Niangniang.

Jiang Feng noticed the gaze of the person in front of him, and couldn't help but look back.

I saw Nuwa Niangniang stretch out her right hand, and make a flower-shaped, the direction she aimed at was the quasi-Tidao person, and then, her right hand was slowly put down.

At the same time, the aura on Nuwa Niangniang's body has also become very different, mysterious and powerful, mysterious and majestic, so that Jiang Feng can't see through it at all, where is there still the slightest appearance of being weak before?

At this moment, she stood in the air, dressed in white and snow, dancing, calm and calm, noble and holy temperament, so beautiful that people couldn't even afford a trace of blasphemy.

Obviously, at that moment, it was Nuwa Niangniang who suddenly made a move to smash the quasi-Daoist and pulled Jiang Feng back from the death line at a critical moment.

"This, how is this possible? You, weren't you deprived of your holy position by your teacher? ”

The usher pointed to Nuwa Niangniang and asked with a dull expression.

At the same time, Daode Tianzun Lao Tzu and Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun also noticed the change here.

Originally, they all thought that this was about to come to an end, and Jiang Feng was destined to not be able to escape a dead word, but they didn't want to give birth to such a shocking change.

For a while, even the moral Tianzun Lao Tzu, who had always been moody, couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock, and then concentrated the attention of the whole cloth, staring at Nuwa Niangniang, desperately wanting to know what was going on.

"Hehe," Nuwa Niangniang chuckled, "I have long been freed from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and what Hongjun has deprived me of is only my position as a Heavenly Dao Saint, and it has no effect on my strength." ”

"What!"

The usher was horrified, and took three steps backwards before stopping his figure.

"It turns out that you have already become a hybrid saint!" The guide suddenly realized.

"Not bad!" Nuwa Niangniang nodded affirmatively.

The Mixed Yuan Saint is a saint in the true sense, and he does not need to rely on the power of the Heavenly Dao, because his own mana is comparable to or even stronger than the power of the Heavenly Dao, and he is not bound by the Heavenly Dao.