Piercing Gate.

It's like giving people heads, the fairies and goddesses walked in one by one with determination, and when they came out, they were shattered, and that scene, if there was no blood, otherwise it was really a picture of purgatory.

"Hehe, this palace doesn't believe it."

There was a sound of anger in the sky, and the old fairy appeared again, and it was another divine thought incarnation, followed by many female fairies and goddesses who had just failed, and the queen mother and the old mother of Li Shan were also among them, and their expressions did not look good.

There are more and more onlookers, three layers inside and three layers outside, densely covering the sky, the reason for the bloody rain scene just now has been exposed, it is caused by the fall of Nuwa Niangniang's doppelganger and the queen mother's doppelganger, and it is also because of the failure of a trip to the heavens.

"Niangniang, do you want to call the Divine Monarch over," Bai Poria asked respectfully.

She was a little afraid, if she didn't do it every time, she would provoke her mother, and no one would know what her mother would do.

"What do you tell him to do, you don't need to call him, this palace tries it yourself, and I don't believe it, a mortal can pass, but this palace can't pass," Yue Lao said in a loud voice with his hands on his hips.

Hearing this, Bai Poria could only retreat, bowed down and said, "Yes, the old slave understands."

The old fairy took a deep breath and rushed into the boundary gate again, and the queen mother and the old mother of Li Shan looked at each other, and rushed in after them.

A new round has begun.

However, the result was still not much better, it was still an explosion ending, an infinite cycle, and the loss of a wisp of divine thought was really not a big deal for them, so the wheel battle continued until night, the sky was already dark, the bright moon was hanging high, and countless treasure lanterns were hanging in the air exuding patches of light, illuminating Qingqiu.

Outside the boundary gate, Bai Yu flew in, landed next to Bai Poria, lowered his head and whispered: "Elder, the Jade Pavilion is closed, I was stopped, the enchantment is too strong, I can't enter, it looks like a quasi-saint's hand."

As he spoke, the old fairy of the moon rushed out of the boundary gate with a black face, and the next moment the volley shattered into nothingness.

The corners of Bai Yu's mouth twitched, and the voice said, "Elder, this is already the first one?"

"I can't count, but at least there are more than six thousand," Bai Poria broke out in cold sweat on her forehead, and the blood rain poured down again, but she was used to it, after all, it had been poured more than 10,000 times, don't forget, the queen mother is also playing with her, and the queen mother will follow how much the old man dies.

"How is this good, if Niang Niang suddenly loses interest and becomes angry, she slaps us in anger and slaps us Qingqiu, but there will be nothing," Bai Poria suddenly cried, reaching out to wipe her tears.

It's horrible.

The saint god thought clone died more than 6,000 times in one place, how shameful it is, the saint values the face the most, of course, if you want to get the face back, the consequences are unpredictable!

Bai Yu stretched out his hand and patted Bai Poria's junior, his expression was unpredictable, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time.

A black lotus landed above the Jade Pavilion from the sky, floating into the enchantment without hindrance, the door of the Jade Pavilion opened, and the black lotus flew into it, and found Zhao Zhao in the lobby who was controlling thousands of photo beads in the later stage of the editing of the picture.

Flying in front of the busy Zhao Zhao, the black lotus shot down a beam of light, and the figure of Mo Luo appeared in the light.

Zhao Zhao stopped his hand, raised his hand and put away the photo beads, and said with a smile: "Great Sage, you are here, is there anything important, if it is a trivial matter, just use the Heavenly Demon Order to notify me."

The corners of Mo Luo's mouth twitched: "Heavenly Demon Order, where is your Heavenly Demon Order"?

Zhao Zhao was stunned for a moment, hurriedly reached into his arms and touched it, and found that there was no, and the memory was searched for a while, and he remembered that the Heavenly Demon Order was put into the treasure bag by him, no wonder he didn't receive the summons.

"Haha, haha, haha, don't blame the Great Sage, it's just a mistake, it's just a mistake," Zhao Zhao hurriedly got up to apologize, and smiled awkwardly.

Mo Luo shook his head and didn't dwell on this matter, and said: "I was going to transmit the sound to you, but I didn't expect that the enchantment of your Jade Pavilion was a quasi-holy method, blocking my transmission, and I had no choice but to send the Yuan God Black Lotus over."

"Great Sage, please speak," Zhao Zhao's expression became serious.

To make Mo Luo treat it with this attitude, it is obvious that this matter is not small, otherwise it can be dealt with until he is out of the customs.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that opening the barrier to isolate the inside and outside means not wanting to be disturbed.

"I just wanted to inform you that something happened to the Boundary Gate you set up above Qingqiu, and you had better go over and deal with it," Moro explained in the future.

Zhao Zhao's complexion changed, and he turned into a rainbow light and flew out of the Jade Pavilion and rushed towards Qingqiu.

At the location of the boundary gate, the rainbow light fell to the ground and turned into Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao was about to see what was happening, but his hand was grabbed, and when he looked down, it was Bai Poria who was looking at himself with teary eyes.

"Uh, Elder Bai, what are you?"

"Shenjun, you are here, save Qingqiu."

Zhao Zhao was shocked, is it so serious, it all involves the life and death of Qingqiu, it's too exaggerated, the Qingqiu Fox Clan is the service clan of the Moon Old Fairy, and the one who didn't open his eyes just destroyed Qingqiu?

Before he could speak, the old fairy rushed out of the gate, and Zhao Zhao hurriedly saluted when he saw this: "Zhao Zhao, participate in the mother."

While speaking, before he had time to worship, the old fairy just snorted coldly, and the next moment it directly exploded into a sky of gold dust and disappeared without a trace.

Thundered!

Lightning and thunder roared, and blood poured down.

"Ah, ah, ah, the saint has fallen, heaven and earth are sad, lie down, run away," Zhao Zhao exclaimed in surprise and ran away.

Not known about what happened though.

But Nuwa died in front of him, so no matter what the cause, they could not escape the blame, and they could only pray that they would not be held accountable.

However, before he could open his legs, his body was slammed, and Bai Poria had already hugged his waist and roared: "Shenjun, I can't help it, I can't run."

"Let go of me, Elder Bai, let the Qingqiu Fox Clan run for their lives," Zhao Zhao struggled to move his body, but Bai Poria's strength was too strong, and he couldn't break free at all.

At this time, the Queen Mother also rushed out of the boundary gate.

She glanced at Zhao Zhao, smiled slightly, and the next moment exploded, dissipating between heaven and earth, and the blood rain that had just passed began to fall again.

"Ah, another death, another death, it's the queen mother who died, it's a dead life, it's over, it's over, it's over, run."

Zhao Zhao exerted his strength to eat, and wanted to escape with a panicked face, is this what Mo Luo said, this matter is too big!

"Loosen up, let go, don't let go of my sword again".

Zhao Zhao had an angry expression on his face, and reached out to pull the white poria, wanting to break free, but he couldn't pull it away.

He is just a retreat and editing, how much time has it taken, has the desolate world been so bad that the saints have fallen.

Could it be that the protagonist of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds is coming?

He is playing the entertainment stream, which is the opponent of the heavens and all worlds.

The wind is tight, and it is whistling.