Heavenly Court, Yao Pond.

Syllable!

The Jade Emperor slapped the table and stood up.

"It's just almost, it's a pity for this sword."

With that sword just now, he almost could defeat Senior Sister, and then he could be the second to appear on the stage to kill Tired Harvest Heaven, achieve my invincible achievement in the same level, and crush the saint.

…………

"Yikes".

Qi Qi's exclamation sounded in the banquet hall, Under the laurel tree, all the goddesses and fairies pinched a cold sweat for Nuwa Niangniang in the picture.

"You guys, do you think Hongu will lose?"

The old fairy rolled her eyes with her wine glass, and was very dissatisfied with the reaction of the gods and immortals present, but the sword just now was indeed gorgeous, and it was worth a drink.

Summoned Jin Gui into the cup, and the old fairy took a sip.

"Don't dare, Niang Niang Shengwei is invincible, naturally undefeated," Tu Shan Bishui, who was serving on the side, said.

"This tired harvest sky, the golden sword in his hand is not even a spiritual treasure, how can it be Niangniang's opponent, this battle Niangniang will win," Bai Youyou said loudly and firmly.

The goddesses present nodded one after another. Qiankun Ding has come, the defeat of the tired harvest is decided, and this battle can be over.

"Mother's Victory".

"Mother's Victory".

"Mother's Victory".

……

The Queen Mother and the Old Mother of Li Shan looked at each other, their faces were a little strange, and so was the Taiyin Star Monarch Chang'e at the same table, and the atmosphere at their table was a little depressing.

…………

"It's Qiankun Ding".

"Niangniang used Qiankun Ding".

"When this treasure is sacrificed, let it be suppressed against all enemies."

"Wan Sheng".

"Congratulations to the demon saint".

"The people of the Daomen are tired of harvesting the sky, offer your dog's head, haha."

……

Zhao Zhao looked at the joy on the barrage, and had already begun to cheer for the victory, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Indeed, it's time to end."

Syllable!

A snap of the fingers.

The background music in the fantasy realm suddenly changes again, and since the destiny is coming, one of the two sides of the battle must leave, so let's welcome the coming ending.

The heavy drums fell, and the atmosphere changed suddenly, looking low and panicked, as rapid as the strings of the last breath of life, like the voice of the ghostly soul chanting.

The classic exit song shocked "Heaven and Earth on Heroes", in the previous life, as soon as this song came out, a character had to be taken away.

The passionate battle song has changed into an exit song.

The audience in front of the screen without exception had a chuckle in their hearts, and their smiling expressions froze instantly, as if they were pinched by an invisible big hand, and suddenly there was a feeling of suffocation, inexplicably frightened.

In the realm of fantasy.

A smile resurfaced on Nuwa's cold face, and she said, "Zhao Zhao, I really want to open your little brain and see how many good things are inside."

This song accompanies you, tired of harvesting the day, this battle is time to end, your sword way, very interesting, not bad".

Silent, silent.

In response, the famous sword Jin Feng shot straight into the sky, and the volley swirled out eight dazzling golden yangs, and with a step on his feet, the sea of clouds was born, and he was tired of collecting the sky and rushing to the sky.

"Bengong, I never like to be down there," Nuwa said coldly, holding Qiankun Ding and rushing into the sky, and the sea of clouds under her feet exploded directly.

Tired of collecting the dust and hanging it on his shoulders, holding his hands high above his head, the whirling famous sword Jin Feng hilt was in his hands, and the eight rounds of golden yang that burned the sky suddenly converged, and one by one he drilled into the golden sword, and the vast sword power swept the heavens and the earth, pressing towards Nuwa.

"Eight Suns Destroy Yue".

Jian Gang split the sky, and the thousand-zhang giant sword has the power to cut off the mountain and the mountain with one blow.

"Go".

As soon as Nuwa shook her hand, Qiankun Ding turned into a divine light and flew towards the tired harvest sky, and swelled violently in the middle of the way and turned into hundreds of zhang high, like a sacred mountain, smashing over.

The use of Lingbao is never to engage in bells and whistles, only Taoism.

Thundered!

The sea of clouds shook, a huge mushroom cloud rose, the screen was filled with blinding white light, all the audience instinctively closed their eyes, and countless people shed tears because of the stinging eyes.

The Jade Emperor stood up, staring at the screen, waiting for the results to come out.

Countless goddesses and fairies also covered their hearts, their mouths opened slightly, and they held their breath and concentrated.

Millions of people are waiting.

The powers of the Three Realms fell silent.

When the light fades and the sad exit song is set off, in the picture, Tired Shutian comes behind Nuwa, the famous sword Jin Feng in his hand is raised, and the sword is level with Nuwa's neck.

Thundered!

Thunder suddenly rang out, the bright sky became dark, and a rain poured down to see the saint off.

"Failure, death, this feeling is really a long time ago," Nuwa chuckled, without the loss of defeat, reached out to catch the rain, felt the coldness in the palm, and there was a trace of remembrance on his face, which exploded and turned into smoke and dust under the gaze of the audience in the live broadcast room, but he did not reshape it on the battlefield like the eldest grandson Wujian.

The fantasy kingdom is strong, but it is not strong enough to reshape the idea of a saint.

…………

Heavenly Court, Yao Pond.

Burst!

The Jade Emperor sat on the couch with his buttocks, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his fingers knocked on the jade case, and he said with a smile: "Senior sister, go well, your hatred, let me help you avenge it."

…………

Saint, defeated.

Lingshan, Da Lei Yin Temple, a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats Qi Dao heart shook, as if some kind of three views were cracking.

"Kill the saint at the same level, Amitabha," Rulai folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and his eyes shone with a scorching light.

"Amitabha".

"Amitabha".

"Amitabha".

……

The Buddha's horn resounded at the scene of the puja, turning into immeasurable Buddha light, and Sanskrit chanting resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, gradually stabilizing the Taoist hearts of those who lived there.

…………

Taiyin Star.

Silent.

Infinite silence.

No one dared to say a word to break the atmosphere, and the old fairy on the cloud bed froze in his expression, and the hand holding the wine glass did not let go for a long time.

"Unexpectedly, defeated"?

After a while, the old fairy sighed with emotion and drank the wine: "Saint, it turns out that it is not invincible in any realm"!

"Definitely".

The Queen Mother, who was sitting not far away, spoke: "Niangniang is still invincible, but she just chose the wrong way to fight, and Niangniang shouldn't have used the innate spirit treasure to fight in the first place."

The mana of the human immortal realm is too weak, and the use of such a high-level spirit treasure will inevitably not last, in fact, Niang Niang does not use the spirit treasure, but only uses the Yin and Yang Avenue to fight the enemy, which should be enough."

"Yes, the mother didn't lose."

"Yes, the mother is still invincible."

"If you fight again, the mother will win."

……

A group of goddesses and fairies echoed one after another, and the silence just now was really too depressing.

The old fairy shook her head, what the Queen Mother said was right, but if you lose, you lose.

After becoming holy, it is always a spiritual treasure to smash people with those few people, and before you know it, you get used to it, and it's really terrible to get used to this thing!

"Niangniang, this little heavenly demon has set the opponent so strong, I'm afraid there will be no way to urge it in the future," Tu Shan Qingqing boldly complained.

The old fairy turned her head to look at her, Tu Shan Qingqing lowered her head, her body trembled instinctively, and the old fairy retracted her gaze without punishment.

With a chuckle, her gaze penetrated time and space and landed on the sealed place, and she whispered: "Saints, never set rules, not follow them."

The Land of the Seals.

Zhao Zhao was thinking about the aftermath of the country, and at this time, the sealing stele suddenly shook, and a pair of Taiji diagrams flew out and landed on top of Zhao Zhao's head, and Zhao Zhao's eyes were black, and the whole person froze there directly, like a piece of wood.

Yue Lao's voice sounded in his head: "At this moment, I will start to seal your five senses, so that you can concentrate on thinking about the follow-up of the fox demon comics, and if you can't draw the next one, you just wait to take root and sprout."