"What!"

Wa Huangtian, who was obviously above the thirty-three days, exuded the breath of the underworld, and the netherworld qi gradually rose up in the death law entity that had just soaked the entire Wa Emperor Heaven.

Taiqing's face was solemn, and the original youth form seemed to have experienced the destruction of time in an instant, and the whole person aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became the Taiqing Moral Tianzun with a childish face and fairy wind bones.

A slender flat pole was carried on his shoulders, the wind and fire were burning, and the banana fan behind him was still struggling to fan, dyeing the dark Wa Huangtian with a hint of red.

Wu Shen and Nuwa are experiencing a mysterious realm, Nuwa, who exudes a strong breath of life, has turned into a snake-tailed human body condensed by the qi of creation, and Wu Shen has inherited the body of the Great Dao of the Pangu God, and the Nuwa Dharma is wrapped around his waist, and behind him is the throne of death condensed by the forest and the gloom.

At the same time, Ping Xin on the top of Yin Mountain suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky, and there was a different kind of light in his dark pupils.

Thirty-three days away, the old man in Zixiao Palace looked at the fierce fight under his feet, glanced at it lightly, didn't say anything, just gently shook the dust in his hand, retracted his gaze, and didn't say a word......

"Being able to collude with the laws of the earth in mid-air, it is worthy of Nuwa Niangniang, but as a heavenly saint, he actually used the power of the earth to fight the enemy, but he crossed the line!"

Lao Tzu, who turned into an old form, sat firmly on the Diaoyutai again, and under the rotation of the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram behind him, the Liangyi Dust Array, which had been broken through, actually had a tendency to close.

The way of the formation is about balance, but Wu Shen smiled slightly, he saw that Taiqing was strong and strong, just because this old man, although he looked majestic, but that breath had already been inevitably contaminated with the power of the law of death.

As a saint, his body is clean and immaculate, so naturally there will be no abnormal laws invading, but now his body has begun to be contaminated with the breath of death, and he has been polluted by the environment of Wa Huangtian, which is enough to see that Taiqing is already at the end of the strong crossbow.

"This doesn't bother the saint who is too pure, so let's ask the saint to take care of himself first!"

Wu Shen said unceremoniously, looking at Nuwa beside him with affectionate eyes, at this moment, their souls have been integrated into each other's bodies, it is the real blood dissolved in water, and the souls are fused.

"It's just an ant, dare to be presumptuous, insult my Sanqing Orthodox Church, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the three-color jade clear divine light had come to the front of him, and the light of the three treasures and jade ruyi would illuminate the surroundings, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was thirty-three days away, drove the Nine Dragons Agarwood Rim to Wa Huangtian, purifying the endless dead qi around him.

"It's worthy of being the authentic Xuanmen, if you can't beat it, you can call people, and it really made me learn!" Wu Shen sneered, his handsome face was full of mocking smiles, and Nuwa on his body was also quite excited, looking at Yuqing in front of him coldly.

"This is the right way of Xuanmen, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun?

Nuwa said, the snake tail hovering around Wu Shen has turned into a golden light, with supernatural powers, the light of the yin!

"Little Doyle!" Lao Tzu nodded slightly, the wind and fire banana fan behind him became huge in an instant, the light of the flat pole in his hand flashed, turning into a silver light floating dust, and the hair on his tail instantly turned into countless silver dragon long whiskers, swallowing the supreme yin divine light into his stomach.

"The moonlight hair condensed by Taiyin Yuehua, Wangshu really gave you a lot of good things back then!"

Nuwa picked up a small stone in her hand, when Nuwa Fuxi was poor and white, when she came out of the mountain, she only had the accompanying spiritual treasure to protect herself, and Fuxiqin was famous all over the world, but the world did not dare to forget the divine object engraved in the hearts of all living beings - Nuwa Stone!

The stone that had condensed Nuwa's countless efforts shone with a charming and dangerous light, making Taiqing and Yuqing on the opposite side frown.

"Enough, there are disturbances on the ground, and as a saint of the Heavenly Dao, you don't want to lead by example, but meddle in things in the world, you really don't know how to be a saint!"

A sound like an antelope hanging its horns resounded above the sky, a bluestone palace entrenched in the sky suspended above the vast sky and earth, and an old man dressed in plain clothes, with a simple face and even a little simple face, was entrenched high above the palace, surrounded by purple qi and nine clouds.

"I've seen the teacher (Daozu)!"

This old man is the legend"

Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true.

The leader of the Xuanmen is a big gas. Hongjun Dao people.

It is said that outside the Thirty-three Days Wa Palace, there is also a storm at this moment, with the arrival of Hongjun, the countless spatial shocks around it have been repaired as if time has gone backwards, and it can be said that the space repaired itself, as if it had life.

"Stand down!"

Looking at the two saints Taiqing and Yuqing in front of him, Hongjun's indifferent expression showed a trace of emotion, but in the end he still said such words.

The Taiqing sage on the opposite side had a calm face, grabbed the Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun who was about to speak, saluted obediently towards his mentor Hongjun, and then pulled his own junior brother's Nine Dragons Agarwood Rim towards the depths of the void.

Seeing the Taiqing Sage leave without saying a word, Wu Shen turned his head to look at Hongjun above his head, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but saw that Nuwa, who was originally wrapped around his body, also gradually let go of Wu Shen on his body.

"That'...... Daozu Wan'an!"

Looking at Dao Ancestor Hongjun in front of her, Nuwa nodded slightly, and then flew behind her with Qingyun, and everywhere she passed, all the dead qi dissipated, as a creation saint, she could not only make Wa Huangtian full of death, but also be able to make this Wa Huangtian full of vitality.

Wu Shen looked at Hongjun Dao Ancestor in front of him, with a smile on his face: "I don't know what Dao Ancestor left me here for?"

"The battle of the lich is the general trend of the desolation, and the Heavenly Dao is dictated, and the Heavenly Dao Saints cannot be obstructed, and it is not an example!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the purple qi in the sky flickered brightly, and it had already enveloped the Zixiao Palace, and disappeared towards the void.

Wu Shen didn't care, nodded towards the Nawa Palace, and then endured the huge injuries in his body, and without looking at the Qingping Daoist who was still unconscious on the side, he turned into a ghostly streamer and rushed down.

And at this moment, above the heavenly realm, a great battle that swept the nine heavens is being staged, and every immortal god cannot stay out of it, the moonlight of the Taiyin Star is blooming, and it has already released its dazzling divine light between heaven and earth.

And in that scene, a thin man carried a bow and arrow behind his back, opened his bow and shot arrows, directly emptying a large area of the surrounding demon saints, a pair of eyes flashed with bloodthirsty coldness, but there was an anxious look on his face, as if he was looking for something......