The six words 'Enlightened Fang Becomes a God' flew towards Nuwa at the same time as the words flew towards Nuwa, and had already flown to the thighs of several other primordial gods.

The word transferred by Nuwa crashed into the word 'step' that the lone poet had just flown out in the end!

"Boom!"

Shi Feng and Qiu Long were stunned!

What kind of ability is this, what kind of attack is this.

This explosion was definitely several times more powerful than the blast knife that Shi Feng had blasted the Nine Hall Lords before!

"Time and space freeze!" the other sixteen thighs finally said the first sentence at the same time.

In an instant, the aftermath of the explosion was frozen like brilliant fireworks at the moment of the explosion.

The words that flew out of the back were all suspended in the air, and they didn't move!

"Hmph, you will, so will the poet!" the lone poet looked angry!

"Space-time acceleration!"

The aftermath of the explosion and those words, which had been stationary, actually moved slowly.

"Same level!All laws are invalid!Hand-to-hand combat!" Nuwa expressed her meaning succinctly and clearly!

Whew!

Eighteen thighs kicked at the same time at the lone poet.

And at this moment, the aftermath of the explosion disappeared inexplicably.

The words that flew to the other thighs were also gone.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Eighteen thighs one after another, stepping on the lone poet in turn.

"You, you're too unsophisticated! Everyone is of the same level, why do you want to rush up? There is a kind of heads-up!" The lone poet lying on the ground had a bitter look on his face!

"Single-handedly, the brain-dead are going head-to-head with you!" Nuwa's mocking voice sounded.

Shi Feng and Qiu Long secretly couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Nuwa is really a heroine among women, no, a heroic god among goddesses!

Not pedantic, not narcissistic, not wordy, not brain-dead!

As long as you win, what is not particular!

"Say, where is the seal?" Nuwa stepped on the lone poet's chest with one of her thighs.

"What a beautiful thigh, so sexy!"

A lone poet can still say such a thing at this time.

Not only that, but he also reached out and touched Nuwa's leg.

"You! You are looking for death! Sure enough, there is no good goods in the belly!" Nuwa was furious!

Ya, in this situation, you still want to take advantage of the old lady, why are you not looking for death?

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Nuwa kicked up four feet in a row again!

"Oyster, peony flowers die, do, be a ghost is also romantic!"

The lone poet wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said another sentence sour and rotten.

Shi Feng and Qiu Long were stunned by Nuwa's fierceness.

Who is Nuwa?

O legendary goddess!

How can the goddess be so rough?

It's a big deal to reprimand, "Despicable!"

You say, do it, no, it should be the feet, they are so ruthless, so cruel, how can they be called goddesses?

But Shi Feng and Qiu Long really don't understand, what is Nuwa's existence?

It can be said that it is a supreme being.

If a creature who does not enter the eyes of the law insults a supreme being, and does not go berserk, then it is hell.

Although the cultivation of Nuwa's legs is not much different from that of a lone poet, after all, Nuwa in the past was very powerful

"I'll let you die under the peony flower, and I'll let you be a ghost and be romantic!" Nuwa didn't have any time under her feet, and kept kicking at the lone poet.

"The lone poet, I'll make you a lone corpse!"

"Well, poet, corpse also! But goddess, can you be merciful? If you continue to kick like this, this lone wanderer may die. With such a large space to walk alone, it will be a little difficult to find the part of your body that seals you!" Qiu Long put on a beaten smile and leaned in to stop Nuwa's beautiful legs from continuing to work!

"Oh, hey, I'm really tired, I'm going to squat for a while!"

Nuwa's beautiful legs really bent down under the gaze of Shi Feng and Qiu Long.

"Eh, lone poet, why bother? It's a corpse! I think you're really a little self-conscious, eighteen thighs, which one has a lower cultivation than you? Why do you dare to be so colorful? It doesn't matter if you're so colorful, you just move your mouth, you dare to touch the leg of the goddess in my mind with your hands, aren't you looking for death! Come, tell Uncle Long, how can you get to the place where there is a seal?"

Nuwa and the other eight primordial gods' thighs were a little puzzled, outside of this space, they could feel as if their own bodies were in this space.

But once I arrived in this space, I didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Otherwise, they wouldn't follow the lone poet mushroom.

Nuwa will not let go of the lone poet.

Dare to blaspheme the unique goddess, isn't that looking for death?

Now Nuwa is really aggrieved in her heart.

In order to break the seal, for Shi Feng and Qiu Long's conditions, endure it!

But after all, they didn't say anything too much.

So I have my own detailed explanation of this world.

But this lone poet dared to blaspheme himself, but he couldn't kill him.

The sense of the body is gone, and it's really hard to find this lone poet without asking about it.

"When I open my eyes and see a dragon's head, could it be that the beautiful legs are this beast?

Facing the dragon's head and chanting!

"What dragon head, see clearly, I'm your Uncle Long! Tell me quickly, how can I get to that place with a seal!"

Qiu Long is a little speechless, this lone poet is also a little too much.

I'm almost out of breath, and I still remember Nuwa's beautiful legs. I actually said that my dragon head is a perfect match on that beautiful leg, the most beautiful and the ugliest combination.

But Qiu Long didn't think his dragon head was ugly.

Grandma's, what kind of vision, have you ever seen such a handsome faucet?

"Poetry, books, rituals and music are high, and the beauties who ask for directions want to come out. Watching the faucet come up, I really want to beat it with my hands!"

"Oh shit, what the hell! I'll turn you into a corpse right away!"

The solitary poet is a thing, what's the situation, and his grandmother's poems are still in his mouth.

If you don't accept it, you really do what you say!

"It's not in the Five Elements, whatever you want. Tired of the old dragon's head, I am still very relaxed! Do you know what it means to be immortal?" the lone poet closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to the dragon.

"Let's see if I can kill you, if I'm tired or if you're relaxed!"

All the creatures present admired the lone poet very much.

This kind of perseverance is impossible for anyone to have. If you do anything with this perseverance, if you don't succeed, it's weird!

The knife that had not appeared in a long time appeared in the hand of Qiu Long again.

"It's not that you can't die, it's that you haven't met a creature that can toss you to death!

Qiu Long secretly slandered to himself, he can be said to be really uncooked and stewed, and he almost died in the dead and silent place? I still don't believe that I can't kill you!

"Immediately, I'll turn you, a poet who writes poetry, into a lifeless corpse!"