Emperor Jun was about to make a move to completely wipe out the true spirit of the Eastern Prince, as long as this blow was blown, the Eastern Princes would be completely annihilated in this world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The prince of the east is a quasi-saint power, if he is not completely killed, Di Jun is really not at ease, if the prince of the east recovers, I don't know how much loss it will cause to the demon clan.

Seeing that the prince of the east was about to be completely wiped out by Emperor Jun, the void not far away trembled, and a person appeared.

Di Jun waved his hand and shot out a divine light, but was blocked by a whisk of dust, but even so, the dragon head crutch on the side was still affected, and it was violently shaken, and the true spirit of the Eastern Princes was shattered a lot.

"Taishang Laojun, what do you mean by that?" Di Jun frowned when he saw the visitor, a little dissatisfied.

He didn't expect that Taishang Laojun would appear here at the critical moment, and save the broken true spirit of the Eastern Prince, so that Di Jun could not completely eliminate the hidden danger.

"Emperor Jun Daoyou, this Eastern Prince, now only has the True Spirit Remnant Soul left, and there is not much threat to you, and he also has a relationship with Lao Dao, please raise your noble hand. Taishang Laojun said indifferently.

Di Jun's face changed, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and directly agreed, Taishang Laojun is the head of the Three Qings, the first disciple of Hongjun, even he has to give some face.

After all, Taishang Laojun is an existence that will be sanctified in the future, and although Dijun is strong, he doesn't want to have conflicts with Taishang Laojun.

"Thank you Emperor Jun Daoyou, as for the cause and effect of the Eastern Princes and you, Lao Dao can call the shots and write them off. "Taishang Laojun directly erased the cause and effect of the Eastern Princes and the Demon Clan, which means that even if the Eastern Princes recover in the future, they can't come to trouble the Emperor Jun and the Demon Clan.

Of course, Di Jun will not fully believe Taishang Laojun's words, the reason why he gave face and let go of this Eastern Prince, is because he knows very well that the true spirit of the Eastern Princes has been broken, and even if he wants to recover in the future, it will not be an easy thing, maybe he will never recover, naturally, such a Eastern Prince, for Emperor Jun, the threat is basically gone, with this certainty, Emperor Jun will let go of the Eastern Princes so generously.

However, he still felt a little regretful in his heart, he knew that he should have been decisive just now and completely destroyed the Eastern Prince, but now there is no way.

Taishang Laojun was also very satisfied when he saw that Di Jun gave this face, and his body shook and disappeared directly.

As for the true spirit of the Eastern Princes and the dragon's head crutches, they were naturally taken away by the Taishang Laojun, and in the future, the Eastern Princes were reincarnated and rebuilt, but they also cultivated some famous halls and became the registered disciples under the throne of the old monarch.

As soon as the Eastern Princes were defeated, the entire Zifu Prefecture no longer had the strength to resist, and was completely broken by the demon army, and countless monks died in this battle.

The raging demon army returned to Heaven, leaving behind the ruined Purple Mansion Prefecture.

This battle had a great impact, and the entire flood was shocked, and many monks were secretly speechless, and they had a further understanding of the strength of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

At the same time, after this battle, the majesty of the heavenly court was completely established, and on the desolate land, except for the Wu clan, no one dared to fight against the demon clan. The dragon clan is one of the three congenital clans, but unfortunately in the early tribulation of the dragon and Han dynasty, the three congenital clans suffered heavy casualties, and all of them retreated, and the dragon clan hibernated in the four seas.

Emperor Jun accepted the attachment of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, and was overjoyed at the moment, and let the Dragon Clan guard the Four Seas.

In this way, the power of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court soared, and under the condensation of Qi Luck, the cultivation of the Demon Clan's people became more rapid.

This also made Di Jun very excited, gathered the luck of the wilderness, and then preached, which also became an opportunity for him. It's a pity that there are still Wu clans who don't obey the discipline of the Heavenly Court, otherwise, if the Demon Clan Heavenly Court really dominates the desolate world, then the day of success will be the time when Emperor Jun becomes enlightened.

This situation also made Di Jun understand that a big battle between the lich was inevitable.

However, both sides are not ready yet, and are still accumulating strength, so there is no major conflict.

The desolate land calmed down a lot for a while.

Fengqi Mountain is the dojo of Nuwa Fuxi, and on this day, Nuwa left her dojo and walked towards the desolate land.

Since Hongjun's three lectures, given Hongmeng purple qi, those heavenly saints have been participating in Hongmeng purple qi all the time, wanting to realize the way of sanctification, Nuwa is naturally no exception, after she returned to the dojo from Zixiao Palace, she has been concentrating on cultivation, and comprehending Hongmeng purple qi, over the years, with the help of Hongmeng purple qi, Nuwa's realm has improved a lot, but she still failed to realize the way of sanctification, but in this penance, her mood is a little irritable, so she is ready to go to the desolate land for a walk, relax her mind.

Coming to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa stopped, these days she traveled in the desolate land, and saw the two lich clans fighting each other, although they were all low-level demons and witches, but they were particularly tragic, such a chaotic and bloody situation, Nuwa was very dissatisfied.

Next to a beautiful lake, Nuwa meditated quietly, but she felt that both the demon clan and the witch clan were fierce and aggressive, which was unpleasant, and at this time by this quiet lake, Nuwa felt that her soul seemed to be quiet, and she faintly had a unique feeling, but this perception was very obscure, if there was nothing, which made Nuwa constantly frown, and her face was a little sad.

In a trance, I don't know how long it has been here, Nuwa's body trembled.

"Since the two Lich Clans in the Desolate Land are so brave and ruthless, cruel and bloody, then why don't I create a race myself?"

This thought suddenly appeared in Nuwa's heart, and it immediately made her comprehend, in the depths of the Yuan Shen, that Hongmeng purple qi bloomed with a misty brilliance, and began to merge with her own Yuan Shen, but the speed of this fusion was still a bit slow, and it was obvious that she had not fully comprehended the most important trick.

Even so, it also made Nuwa's heart very pleasantly surprised.

"What kind of race will you create?" Nuwa began to think, her eyes swept away, but she saw her own reflection in the lake in front of her.

A stirring spirit in her heart, but it made her realize a lot, and muttered: "Why don't you create a race in my own way?" Nuwa had a plan in her heart, reached out and grabbed it, and took a lot of soil from the ground, between her palms, blooming with a misty glow, and soon pinched out a lifelike clay figure, Nuwa blew a breath, and a light of creation hit this clay figure, and suddenly the clay figure changed greatly, becoming a real flesh and blood body, but this body did not have the slightest spirituality, standing there straight, as if dead.

Seeing this, Nuwa's brows furrowed slightly, with her comprehension of the way of creating living beings, changing matter and turning stones into gold are all idle things, but the clay man-made in front of her has no vitality, obviously a failure, thinking for a while, Nuwa's eyes lit up, but she thought of the nine-day rest soil she had obtained on the Fenbao Rock.

"Yes, how can the creation of a clan of creatures, ordinary soil, but it will be carried out with nine days of rest. Nuwa's heart flickered, and she fully understood, but it was the material that she created and transformed the soul with her own nature, and at the moment she took out a palm-sized lump of soil from her sleeve, which emitted a misty glow, which was really a divine object.

The Nine Heavens Rest Soil is an earth-based artifact, a palm-sized piece, it is as heavy as a sacred mountain, spread out, it is not impossible to turn into a continent, but a real creation artifact, Nuwa took out a little bustle, waved her hand to summon a ball of sunflower water essence, and began to create living beings again.

After a while, a woman was pinched out by her, and a breath of essence spurted out, and the woman suddenly came to life, her eyes were innocent and ignorant, with a rustic atmosphere, which was very different from the temperament of the lich.

Nuwa was overjoyed when she saw this, knowing that she had succeeded in creating living beings, and suddenly her Yuan Shen was clear, and she really knew her path to enlightenment, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi emitted an unprecedented light, constantly integrating into her Yuan Shen, and her realm was rapidly rising.

In a trance, with the help of God, Nuwa kept pinching one clay figure after another, and later saw that the speed was too slow, so she reached out and took a green vine from the side, like a whip, and shook it slightly, and suddenly pieces of clay figurines were created, and finally 129,600 were made, which is exactly the number of one yuan.

At this time, Nuwa had already understood the way of the sage, and a bright light emanated from the back of her head.

"From this day forward, you will be called Terrans. Nuwa's heart moved and she spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the sky suddenly fell, the ground surged with golden lotus, and there seemed to be a thunderclap in the depths of the sky, and then a vast cloud of merit and Xuanhuang Qi fell from the sky and fell directly on Nuwa.

Even a green vine in Nuwa's hand was contaminated with the aura of merit and yellow, and it became a merit spiritual treasure with extraordinary power.

The halo flashed, and above the green vine, three simple gods of the human-making whip appeared.

At this moment, with the help of this merit and yellow qi, Nuwa felt that her own Yuan Shen was clear and clear, and countless Heavenly Dao changes were like a pattern in the palm of her hand, and there was no longer the slightest obstacle, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Yuan Shen was finally completely integrated.

In the darkness, Nuwa felt that a wisp of her primordial spirit was pinned on the Void Heavenly Dao, as long as the Heavenly Dao was not destroyed, she would not die, this was the realm of saints.

"I am Nuwa, a race that has been created today, and I am said to be a person, and I have achieved the holy path of mixed Yuan Daluo, and I am called the most holy Nuwa Niangniang with merit. ”

Nuwa's voice is majestic and vast, the purple qi between heaven and earth comes from the east for 3,000 miles, the aura between heaven and earth rolls, and above the sky, the starlight falls, this is the way of heaven and mind, Nuwa is holy, descending boundless auspiciousness, and benefiting the desolate world.

At this moment, Nuwa created a human being and became the first to become a saint among many heavenly saints.