Chapter 33: The Wrath of the Saint

Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of power, and the ancestor of the corpse are more luxurious than the corpse, besieging the demon clan Xihuang Fuxi, and Fuxi's Fuxiqin can't wait to pull the nine strings into eighteen strings.

One of these two ancestors is unreasonable with earth-shattering power, and the other shamelessly uses biological and chemical weapons, how can one of them be sad for a while.

Extravagant corpse looked at it, Fu Xi's disgusted expression was very angry, he was the death qi on Pangu's body, combined with the ancestral witch formed by Pangu's essence blood.

has a gloomy temperament, and is born a zombie supreme, and for any creature that dares to look down on himself, he will destroy them all.

Originally, in the face of Nuwa Shengzun, the corpse was not ruthless, but at this moment, he was really angry.

Qiang Liang punched out, Fu Xi hurriedly fought hard to catch it, at this time, a black mist hit behind him, he originally prepared Fu Xiqin, to guard against the sneak attack of the corpse.

However, he forgot that although Fu Xiqin was very powerful, it was good at manipulating people's hearts, not guarding against poisonous gas.

Fu Xiqin's defensive light shield was directly corroded by the black poisonous gas, and Fu Xi smelled an indescribable smell.

If the smell of is one, then this smell is a trillion times that of one, and suddenly, Fuxi was confused, tears flowed, and his mouth was foaming.

At this time, Qiang Liang in front of him punched again, Fu Xi flew up vertically, and behind him, the corpse of Hao Bi was stretching forward with both hands, his claws tangled, so that he could do his best to release poison there.

It was a coincidence that it was a coincidence, Fu Xi's body was direct, and it was pierced through by the claws of the corpse, and the battlefield came to a halt this time.

Looking at Fu Xi's basically three corpses, everyone was stunned, even the corpse of Haobi was stunned, and he couldn't help but spit out a puff of black smoke in his mouth.

It happened to fall on Fu Xi's face again, and Fu Xi's corpse was lifeless, and he reflexively twitched, which shows the lethality of this black mist.

The corpse looked at everyone, all of them were looking at him blankly, and couldn't help but explain, "I didn't want to kill him, I prepared this poisonous mist for Di Jun, but before I could use it, I used the wrong person." ”

Others didn't react, Demon Emperor Jun's face instantly darkened, if he was sprayed like this by the corpse of Lu Bi, and was stinked to death, how shameful and disgusting it would be, and it would stink for eternity.

On this side, Yang Jiao and Grand Master Xuandu were stunned, this Fu Xi's death was too unexpected, too different.

Even the Daode Saint Venerable, the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously speechless, he knew that in this battle, the fall of Fuxi was a certainty, but this death method was a bit too unpredictable.

At this time, over the battlefield of the two realms of gods and demons, the weather changed suddenly, and infinite coercion was accompanied by dark clouds descending from the sky, thunder and lightning, and the dark clouds were as eerie and terrifying as an abyss.

This momentum is obviously the anger of the Holy Venerable, at this time, there is only one person who can be so angry, there is no doubt that Fuxi's sister Nuwa Holy Venerable has exploded.

Yang Jiao was suddenly very worried, but seeing the sneering expression of the Moral Saint, it was obvious that he was really mocking Nuwa Niangniang, is there any taboo about this?

The dark clouds suddenly condensed rapidly, but they emitted a white holy light, which made people inexplicably frightened, and a holy figure appeared, obviously the Holy Venerable Nuwa appeared with the help of the dark clouds.

The pretty face was frosty, and the phoenix eyes were angry. The killing machine was awe-inspiring through the sky, and even the self-proclaimed invincible Eastern Emperor Taiyi couldn't help but retreat again and again, but he never refused to bow his head.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches roared angrily, their breaths were connected into one, miraculously resisting the pressure of the Holy Venerable, and even faintly resisting.

Although the Holy Venerable Projection is only half of the strength of the body, the action of the Twelve Ancestors and Witches has also shaken the beings of heaven and earth.

Yang Jiao looked at the blank eyes of the Twelve Ancestors, and couldn't help but feel his heart sinking, he didn't even need to look at the look of the master, he knew that it must not be good-looking at this moment.

Looking down on the dignity of the saints, there is no room for provocation, although Nuwa Niangniang is among the saints, and her cultivation is at the bottom.

However, if you are the same deity, you can insult each other and fall into their faces, which is equal pride, but under the deity, the offender, die.

Now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have actually done it, and they can compete with the Holy Venerable by joining forces, so do they need to talk about their results?

Yang Jiao's hands and feet were cold, he finally knew why, there were no words from the Wu clan that were passed down, it turned out that they were wiped out cleanly.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but be very worried about Houtu, with her temperament, she would never abandon her clan and live alone, and she should act to be able to do both.

Nuwa was furious and scolded, "Bold ants, dare to defy the sky, defile the majesty of the Holy Venerable, and deserve death and annihilation." ”

"Roar" The twelve ancestors were suddenly furious, and they all turned into 100,000 zhang high, all of them were exposed, with blue faces and fangs, hundreds of hands and thousands of limbs, and they used giant pythons to catch strange beasts, and the evil aura spread the heavens and the earth.

Nuwa angrily struck the "Heavenly Demon Holy Thunder", the black-green demon thunder did not have the effect of destroying evil, but the corrosive power was extremely terrifying.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were overjoyed when they unexpectedly discovered that they could actually compete with the Holy Venerable when they joined forces.

At this moment, the Holy Venerable made a move, and they naturally would not fight alone, and directly connected their breaths, and took Nuwa's blow hard, and they were really unharmed, and they couldn't help laughing, overjoyed.

Next, Nuwa's projection direct big moves were frequent, but she found that she was helpless against the twelve ancestors by projection alone.

In a fit of rage, she wanted to go forward and cut off these rebellious witches, but when she used her mana to break through the space, she found that this trick failed.

I couldn't help but be shocked, this desolate world, can be so easy, only Hongjun Dao Ancestor can control himself, think about it carefully, you know that Dao Ancestor hates destroying the desolate world at will.

Moreover, if the Holy Venerables have disputes, they need to go to the chaos to resolve them, are you bullying the weak in the desolate world and breaking the world, are you really provoking the Dao Ancestors?

Of course, Dao Ancestor is the body of the Heavenly Dao at this moment, and he is fair, and if one is issued, the other naturally cannot go unpunished.

On the other side, the ancestral witches, who were fighting with Nuwa's incarnation and were excited, suddenly found that Nuwa's incarnation was gone, and they were also blown by a gust of wind, and their breath could no longer be connected.

No matter how much the ancestral witch is afraid of the heavens and the earth, he also knows that the person who can clean them up with a breeze will definitely not be able to offend, and the biggest possibility of this person is the Heavenly Dao Hongjun Ancestor.

Therefore, the Wu clan set their sights on the demon clan again, and one demon emperor had already died, wouldn't it be better to die two more.

At this moment, a ray of light fell, and both sides of the lich felt that time and space had changed, and when they opened their eyes, they had already returned to their respective homes.

In addition to scolding and scolding, thinking that he would definitely be able to kill the other party, there was no other way, after all, his arm could not twist the diamond pillar.

The Moral Saint Venerable said, "Xuanyang, you go and take Wei'er to practice well, you don't have to worry too much about these things, the heaven and the earth are fixed, and the general trend cannot be changed." Don't be in vain. ”

Yang Jiao's face was gloomy, he could only take one step at a time, Yang Wei'er looked at Yang Jiao unhappy, hugged his leg intimately, didn't say a word, just quietly accompanied him.