Chapter 143: The Unlucky Eastern Prince

As soon as Nuwa's voice fell, a strange power emanated from her hands, which Lao Tzu and the others were all too familiar with.

This is the power of the Heavenly Dao, and they have felt it in Hongjun.

"Is this a saint?"

Lao Tzu muttered.

At the beginning, Da Luo Jinxian felt that the breath of Hongjun was incomparably vast, but now that it is in the late stage of quasi-sainthood, Nuwa's saint breath still makes Lao Tzu unable to resist.

Under the saints, there are all ants, and the Da Luo Jin Immortal and the quasi-saint are the same.

In the chaos, the power of the Heavenly Dao swept through, and a crack suddenly appeared in the space, this is a chaotic space, not a desolate space, and the quasi-saint peak cannot break the space in the chaos.

With this spatial crack as the foundation, it began to expand continuously, and although it was magnificent in the eyes of Lao Tzu and others, it was not as good as one-ten-thousandth of the original Pangu Open Heaven.

It seems that the power of the Heavenly Dao is too slow to open up, and Nuwa sacrifices the red hydrangea, which has become a meritorious spiritual treasure, and its power has increased greatly.

At this moment, Nuwa could really exert the power of the red hydrangea, and Nuwa threw it out and crashed into the space that had been opened, and the space suddenly expanded a lot.

Hongjun disciples such as Lao Tzu and others were a good opportunity to feel the power of the Heavenly Dao at this moment, closing their eyes and exuding divine thoughts, all over this space.

Of course, Nuwa knew what they were thinking, and she could avoid the divine thoughts, so as not to destroy them invisibly and seriously injure them.

But Kunpeng Dijun and the others can only watch the excitement, they cultivate the law of the Great Dao, and it is not all the way.

However, I still seriously understand that the so-called touch bypass, especially Taiyi, was interrupted by Nuwa last time when he broke through, and it was false to say that he was not angry.

At this moment, I just took this opportunity to carefully comprehend and strive to find a breakthrough opportunity again.

And the power of Honghuang scattered cultivation is to watch the liveliness, and the closest place to Nuwa is occupied by Lao Tzu and others, and they can only retreat from the scattered cultivation.

There are indeed not many people with high talent in casual cultivation, and they can only feel the power of saints when they are far away, but they can't comprehend actual things.

The space gradually formed a small thousand worlds, which was also the limit that Nuwa could open up.

Nuwa put the mountains and rivers on her head, stepped into the world, summoned her mana, and began to support the space, just like Pangu at the beginning, but the size of the small world, Nuwa's pressure was not so great.

With the blessing of the two top-grade innate spirit treasures, the space was finally stabilized, and Nuwa took advantage of the divine thought control and began to refine a palace, as a dojo, there could not be only one space.

This space is said to be a small world, but in fact, it can only be regarded as a blessed land, because there are no living beings.

The only criterion that can be called a world is that there are living beings, and even if Nuwa is proficient in the way of creation, there is no way to give birth to living beings in the newly opened world.

There is another way, that is, to follow Pangu, incarnate all things, and use one's own cultivation as the nourishment of the world.

How could Nuwa be like this? Becoming a saint is not to open up the world, but as a dojo, there is no need to work so hard.

Nuwa can't leave this space for at least a thousand years now, otherwise the space will return to chaos.

In the midst of the chaos is a multi-dimensional space, and the opened world is under pressure from all directions, and the new world has no support and must be maintained by the ontology.

"Photograph!"

Nuwa shouted, and a pair of jade arms stretched out in the direction of the flood wilderness, but it was to extract the spiritual vein.

With the spiritual vein, this world can be maintained independently, otherwise it will need Nuwa's support all the time.

In the center of the desolate wilderness, in the ancestral vein of a spiritual mountain, a person is in retreat and cultivating, even if Nuwa opens up space, she doesn't let her have the mind to get out.

Suddenly, an irresistible force struck, and the practice was interrupted, and the Daoist spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and hurriedly flew out, away from his dojo.

But I saw that the dojo that originally belonged to the Taoist was uprooted, flew out of the sky, and went straight to the heaven and earth.

"Too much deception!"

The Dao cursed angrily in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Looking closely, that person turned out to be the Eastern Prince, who had been killed by Taiyi.

On that day, the body of the prince of the East exploded, and the evil corpse was also destroyed, only the good corpse was hidden in the pure yang sword and escaped.

After that, even if the witch is in charge of the land, the demon is in charge of the sky, and the prince of the east does not dare to come out, knowing that the lich has been punished, and he is not dead, Taiyi will definitely come to chase and kill to vent his anger,

So the prince of the east hid in this spiritual mountain in a very low-key way to cultivate.

Relying on the momentum of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, he scared away many desolate creatures who wanted to fight the idea of the ancestral vein, in fact, the prince of the east only had the strength to step into the quasi-saint, but the realm of the primordial god had not fallen, so he could bluff people.

After all, the good corpse clone is not the deity, even if he inherits all the memories and perceptions of the deity, he is still congenitally defective, and the innate origin is lost, and the Eastern Prince's retreat for so many years has not made much progress.

It's just that he stabilized the cultivation in the early stage of the quasi-saint, and he didn't continue to fall, and there was only the pure yang sword left in his spiritual treasure, which was not miserable.

In fact, he is only to blame for his bad luck, Nuwa just grabbed an ancestral vein casually, and the flood has developed so far, and the ancestral veins have been derived innumerable, and taking one has not had much impact.

Nuwa believed that all the great powers appeared in the chaos, and the ancestral veins of Lingshan were basically occupied by the great powers, so they should not accidentally hurt others.

Nuwa's character will not do anything to kill people and seize treasures, but it is a pity that the prince of the east, Xiuwei has not yet recovered, and he has suffered a heavy blow again.

He glanced hatefully at the place where the ancestral veins flew away, and then staggered away and headed towards the east of the desolate wilderness.

is preparing to go to the Queen Mother of the West, his current state is not suitable for walking alone in the wilderness, in case he is taken by the great power of scattered cultivation, killing people and taking treasures, the Eastern Princes have no place to cry.

After leaving that day, the Queen Mother of the West returned to West Kunlun, saying that it was West Kunlun, not the western part of the flood wilderness, but the western part of Kunlun Mountain, not far from the Sanqing Dojo.

Not to mention how the prince of the east was, but he saw that the ancestral vein went straight to Nuwa to open up the world and fell into the world.

The ancestral veins have spirits, take root, and just touch the small world land, which is convenient for the world to merge, and the small world has also begun to exude innate aura.

What is the ancestral vein, that is, the ancestor of the spiritual vein, which can continuously produce innate aura, where does innate aura, come from? Of course, it is the transformation of chaotic aura.

Even the flood is conserved by energy, and nothing will be created out of thin air.

Without the Heaven and Earth Membrane Fetus, the ancestral vein can absorb more chaotic aura, and with the innate aura, the small world begins to stabilize, and Nuwa still needs to continue to support it, but it doesn't have to be so laborious.

This process seems to take a short time, but in fact it took three hundred years, and it is not so simple to open up a small world, even if it cannot be called a world.

Nuwa's merit and sanctification, after all, is inferior, before sanctification, it is only in the middle stage of quasi-sainthood, and in the same realm, Nuwa is invincible to the mixed Yuan Daluo Jinxian Jinxian.

Seeing that Xiaoqian's world was finally stable, Lao Tzu and the others couldn't wait to look at Nuwa, this was the real purpose of their coming, and those scattered cultivation powers were only here to gain insight.

"Senior Sister Nuwa, I wonder if I can teach the way of the saint?"

Lao Tzu hurriedly asked.

The words are still called Taoist friends, just because of the dignity and orderliness, even if Nuwa is holy, Lao Tzu is still a senior brother.

"Boom!"

Nuwa just wanted to speak, but suddenly heard an explosion, but it came from the membrane of heaven and earth, from the desolate sky.