As soon as these words came out, Nuwa immediately felt a surging pressure sweeping over, even if she was a great perfection of cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Flood Saint, she did not have any resistance.

"Uh-huh!"

couldn't help but snort, Nuwa raised her head with difficulty and looked at the sky, and said in a lost voice: "This is ...... Heavenly Dao!"

Immediately afterward, her face became ugly.

As a Mixed Yuan Sage Great Perfection cultivator, she didn't have any resistance at this moment, and she couldn't even refuse in the face of Heavenly Dao's request, which made her feel a strong sense of grievance in her heart.

But she tried to resist, but under the will of Heavenly Dao, Nuwa found that her cultivation and strength did not seem to have any effect, it was the suppression from the source, which made her unable to move and resist.

After a long time, Nuwa came back to her senses, raised her head and said, "I know, I will go as soon as possible!"

At this point, the coercion of the Heavenly Dao dissipated, and Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Di Jun, Di Yi and the others on the side with some complicated eyes.

She knew that once she went to open up the world, it meant that she would not be able to return to the wilderness, so that the time would come......

"Meet the Imperial Princess!"

"Meet the Imperial Princess!"

At this time, the emperor and the three of them had also woken up, and after seeing Nuwa, they all bowed down and saluted, with a respectful posture.

They knew very well that it was Nuwa's credit that they were able to get such an opportunity this time, and Nuwa I was now a saint supreme, but in such a situation, they must also give absolute respect.

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Nuwa waved her hand to let the emperor and the three of them get up, and then said, "The cultivation of the three of you has reached the level of quasi-saint great perfection, and you can be regarded as one of the best existences in the world, so you can't act recklessly. ”

"Also, your father said before that he would let you take care of this newborn human race for 20,000 years, and now you each have taken a group to live on the coast of the East China Sea, and you can go back after 20,000 years!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Emperor Yi and the three of them were suddenly solemn.

If nothing else, take care of the Terrans, which is definitely a test for them.

Although they have all experienced human life in the illusion in the past, it is not a concept at all to experience and take care of it, and the current human race is not in the illusion, they are still in the most primitive state, and many things need to be explained by themselves.

Although the emotions in their hearts were not very high, the three of them had no intention of refusing, after all, this was not only Nuwa's meaning, but also the task that Dijun arranged for them, and this matter was undoubted.

Thinking of this, the three of them glanced at each other, and then bowed to Nuwa and said, "I'll know!"

"Thank you Imperial Concubine for telling me, I'll start acting now!"

Immediately afterwards, the emperor and the three of them didn't talk nonsense, and after looking at each other, they directly began to distribute them, and soon the dense human race was divided into three and taken away, and each went to an area to begin to settle those human races whose wisdom was still in a primitive state.

"Huh!"

After Emperor Yi and the three left, Nuwa couldn't help but sigh, then turned her head to look at Di Jun beside her and said: "I really don't know what you think, they are destined to replace the existence of the lich, how can you not know with your wisdom, but why do you still want me to create them, and why do you want to let Di Yi and the three take care of them? Is this to give up the demon clan? or ......?"

Just as Nuwa was muttering, Di Jun, who was standing in the field, also suddenly moved.

I saw that the figure he was standing trembled slightly at this moment, and then a strong aura rose up.

"It's ......"

Feeling the fluctuations rising in Di Jun's body, Nuwa's expression changed for a moment, and then a rich joy suddenly rose in her eyes.

For a while, she didn't care about thinking about anything else, her eyes were fixed on the area where Di Jun was located, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Under such circumstances, the aura on Di Jun's body began to climb rapidly, and the power that surpassed the ordinary quasi-saint Great Perfection more than 10,000 times surged rapidly, and it continued to climb towards the pseudo-saint realm.

"Break it for me!"

With Di Jun's low cheers, the bottleneck that had been stuck for many years was quietly broken at this moment.

With a click, his whole body trembled, and the powerful aura fluctuations rose and diffused, and his cultivation also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye: Pseudo-Saint Early Stage - Pseudo-Saint Middle Stage - Pseudo-Saint Late Stage!

It was fully promoted to the level of the late stage of the pseudo-saint, and the power fluctuations surging in Di Jun's body subsided, and it did not completely dissipate and still steadily improved, but it did not have the previous rapidity.

After about an hour, this force completely calmed down, and Di Jun's cultivation completely stabilized at the point of the late stage of the pseudo-saint, his closed eyes quietly opened, and he exhaled heavily in his mouth and said, "Finally succeeded!"

"The cultivation of the late stage of the Pseudo-Saint, although there is still a gap between me and my expectations, is not bad!"

"Proving the Tao with strength itself is to fight steadily and steadily, although it can also forcibly impact the pseudo-saint consummation, but then it will not taste loss, so let's stabilize it for a while first!"

"Husband!"

At this time, Nuwa had already walked quickly to Di Jun's side, looking at the surging power on his body, and a trace of obsession and envy couldn't help but rise in her eyes.

If nothing else, although Di Jun's cultivation is only at the level of the late stage of the Pseudo-Saint, the strength of his mana is not inferior to the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection of beheading the three corpses and the Dharma.

In other words, unless he encounters an existence that also uses his strength to preach the Tao, otherwise, Di Jun will have the power comparable to that of the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection.

And this is just the beginning, if Di Jun's cultivation is upgraded to the level of the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection, then I am afraid that the combat power of his owner can even be compared to some ordinary saints.

This is much, much stronger than her slashing three corpses with merit, although there is a huge gap in the cultivation of the two sides, but Dijun's own potential is not comparable to Nuwa.

"Nuwa!"

Opening his eyes, Di Jun's gaze focused on Nuwa, and after looking up and down, he found that he couldn't see through his cultivation, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose: "You succeeded!"

"How's that, how is your cultivation now?"

"Although the path of beheading three corpses with merit is tricky, it shouldn't be much worse than the orthodox beheading of three corpses!"

Hearing this, Nuwa couldn't help but smile.

Truly!

If it weren't for Di Jun telling him that he could behead three corpses with merit, she really didn't know this, and it would be impossible for her to have such an achievement.

Although the potential cannot be compared with Di Jun, it is not much weaker than the rest of the people, even if it is the future Sanqing Dao, as long as they do not preach with strength, then they will not be able to widen the gap between Nuwa and Nuwa, but they will not become the weakest saint.

Thinking of this, Nuwa didn't care about anything else, stepped up and threw herself into Di Jun's arms and said, "Husband, thank you!"