"The king, no, never, Nuwa Niangniang is the Holy Mother of the human race, how can the king desecrate such a poem?" Prime Minister Shang Rong was so anxious that the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down.

The king put the sword back into the scabbard, but his brows furrowed, "I am the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the true Son of Heaven, I can't say anything, besides, it's just a poem, you are making too much of a fuss!"

On the side, Cheng Bigan was also sweating profusely, and hurriedly stepped forward to admonish: "King, Nuwa Niangniang enjoys the position of a saint, which is higher than the status of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and it cannot be humiliated!"

"The king should quickly wipe the poems, kowtow to Nuwa Niangniang and kneel down to thank her, so as not to let Niangniang fall into anger, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Hey, Prime Minister," but at this moment, the traitor Fei Zhong said lightly: "The king is just a momentary Yaxing, don't worry!"

"Yes, two adults, don't disturb the king's Yaxing, in my opinion, the king's poem is really amazing!"

Another traitor, You Hun, echoed.

......

At the same time, in the Wa Palace, Nuwa Niangniang, who was meditating and cultivating, seemed to sense something and suddenly stood up.

At this moment, Nuwa Niangniang, who has always been gentle and lovely in front of Zhou Shan, has anger between her eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes are full of anger.

"What a Emperor Xin, how dare you blaspheme me like this?" Nuwa Niangniang's voice was unprecedentedly cold, making people feel cold.

As a saint, she naturally knew what was happening in the temple of the Shang pilgrimage in the human realm.

In the next moment, Nuwa Niangniang threw up her sleeves and left the Wa Palace.

Outside the palace, Zhou Shan was already waiting here.

"Lady, but you are annoyed because of the things in the nether?" Zhou Shan had insight into everything, and his heart was like a mirror.

Hearing this, Nuwa Niangniang tapped her head, "Husband, that Emperor Xin is too hateful, and he ...... it."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Shan raised his hand to interrupt, "Lady, this matter is not the fault of Emperor Xin, but someone is obstructing it!"

"Huh?" Nuwa Niangniang's eyebrows were deep, and she didn't know why.

"Let's go, lady, husband will accompany you to the lower realm!"

After speaking, Zhou Shan stretched out a big hand, naturally grabbed Nuwa Niangniang's slender waist, hugged it in his arms, and immediately set off to go down.

Zhou Shan, who is familiar with the desolate world, already knows everything.

Although Emperor Xin's virtue and ability are not as good as his father Emperor Yi, he is not so mediocre.

Someone is behind this.

......

The human world, the Shang Dynasty, the Holy Temple.

In a hidden corner of the air, the quasi-Daoist looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

On the eve of the sealing of the gods, when the heavenly machine was not completely blinded, he and his senior brother led the Taoist to evolve the innate rune deduction, specifically for the sealing of the gods.

With great effort, they saw a glimpse of the future.

This time of the canonization of the gods, for their entire Western Buddhism, is a great opportunity to rise, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

For this reason, the quasi-Tidao people couldn't sit still, so they impatiently plotted behind their backs, bewitched Emperor Xin, and ignited the fuse of the entire Fengshen Tribulation.

"The war has been ignited, and then we will wait for the Shang Dynasty to collapse, take the opportunity to rise, and soar into the sky, haha......" The quasi-Tidao man laughed, his mouth grinning behind his ears.

His Western Buddhism has united with Taoism, and the entire desolate world is not afraid at all.

"Old bald donkey, it's actually you behind your back!"

At this moment, a cold and piercing voice sounded.

Zhou Shan came abruptly with Nuwa Niangniang without any prior warning.

When she saw that it was a quasi-Daoist, Nuwa Niangniang instantly understood everything, and immediately got out of anger, and the flames in her beautiful eyes were about to erupt.

The quasi-Daoist was instantly stunned, and his face turned pale.

He thought that now that the catastrophe had begun, the heavens were blinded, and he did not know it, but he didn't want to be caught.

"That, Nuwa Niangniang, you misunderstood, in fact, ......"

The pupils of the quasi-Daoist shrank fiercely, and he smiled wryly, but halfway through his words, he suddenly turned around and fled.

He knew that it could not be explained, and the direction he fled from was not Mount Meru in the west, but towards Shouyang Mountain in the depths of endless chaos.

"The bald donkey is gone, no one can save you today!"

Nuwa Niangniang screamed, and as soon as her slender jade hand stretched out, the red hydrangea jumped on it, and then smashed towards the quasi-Daoist angrily.

The red hydrangea can be set to get married, it is a treasure of merit, even if the saint is hit, it is enough to drink a pot, and the end is overwhelming.

Shout......

The red hydrangea crossed a beautiful arc between heaven and earth, and went straight away, like light and electricity, and the speed was incredible.

The people of Zhun Tidao were shocked, and they couldn't escape at all, so in a hurry, they hurriedly took out the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree and brushed it wildly!

This is the magic weapon of the enlightenment of the quasi-Ti Daoist, known as nothing and brushing, but in the face of Nuwa Niangniang's red hydrangea, it has no effect.

Burst!

However, in a flash, the quasi-Tidao person was smashed on his body by a red hydrangea.

As if he had been hit by a small world, the quasi-Daoist was hit hard, his body was shattered on the spot, cracks were spurted, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

Previously, among the seven King James saints on the futon of Zixiao Palace, the Dao strength of the Quasi-Daoist was the weakest.

And Nuwa Niangniang's husband is Zhou Shan, and in the past endless years, the two don't know how many times the spirit and flesh have intersected with yin and yang.

In this state, the two are connected as one, regardless of each other, and the blood, mind, and even soul are all integrated.

Therefore, under the leadership of Zhou Shan, Nuwa Niangniang's perception of many laws will get twice the result with half the effort, which can be called speed.

At present, Nuwa Niangniang has thoroughly understood the laws of a thousand avenues.

Coupled with the power given by the Chaos Bead Realm of Zhou Mountain, I don't know how much stronger it is than the Quasi-Daoist.

It can be said that although they are both saints, the quasi-Daoist and Nuwa Niangniang are not at the same level at all, and belong to the kind that is hung and beaten.

At this moment, it was just a blow, and the body of the quasi-Daoist was shattered.

However, he is a saint after all, and he can borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao, and his power is almost endless.

Soon, the power of the Heavenly Dao was restored in an instant, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

Nuwa Niangniang was unmoved, her mind moved, and the power in her body surged down like a flood, frantically pouring into the red hydrangea.

On the side, Zhou Shan hugged his arms, looking like he didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement.

He didn't plan to make a move, speaking of which, it was the first time for his wife to show her might like this, and her heroic and sassy appearance had a unique taste and infinite charm.

Besides, it's just a quasi-Taoist person, and his own lady is more than enough to clean him up, so he just needs to press on the side and enjoy it.

"Nuwa, don't deceive people too much!"

The quasi-Daoist roared angrily, and then erupted.