"Jiji, this human emperor is a little interesting in his body!" Behind the statue of Nuwa Palace, Luo Hu's eyes showed the primordial god of the king of Xu, and there was an image of the great sun in it. "Find something to do for you guys!!Otherwise, it's not a good thing for Dao Ancestor to sit in the palace and have nothing to do!"

It is said that when the king was walking around the Nuwa Palace to watch, suddenly a black gas rushed into the mud pill palace of the king of the dragon with lightning speed, and when the golden dragon had not yet reacted, half of it was shot into the eyes of the golden dragon, and the other half covered the broken image of the great sun in the primordial god; Although it is only a wood carving clay sculpture, it is reflected in the eyes of the king of Zhou, just like the two goddesses in his memory.

King Xu's heart fluttered, and he said in his heart: "The widow is destined to return to the world, rich all over the world, but there is no one in the harem who can compare with him. It also has the demeanor of the two goddesses in my dream, if you can't express your heart, but you don't know when the next time you meet!" The king thought of this, so he ordered pen and ink. The chauffeur hurriedly brought it and presented it to the king. Deep purple hair, on the powder wall of the palace, composed a poem:

"Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of mud gold and clever makeup, winding distant mountains flying emerald color, dancing sleeves reflecting the glow. The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for beauty, and the peony cage is smoky and charming, but it has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle. ”

After the king finished writing, he tasted it repeatedly in his heart, and felt that he had a sincere heart to learn, no matter which woman saw it, she should be deeply honored and automatically throw herself into her arms.

Not to mention that the king of the Xuan is now full of his own literary brilliance and infatuation, the Shang Rong who was standing aside and originally thought that the king was just writing a prayer for blessing seemed to explode, his eyes were dark, and his face was pale.

"Nuwa Niangniang is the god of ancient times, the blessed lord of the song, and once made people out of the soil, just like the mother of our human race. Now Your Majesty composes poems, blasphemous and sageful, without reverence and sincerity, and in the form of the Son of Man, how is it different from the deeds of beasts!"

The king was very dissatisfied with Shang Rong's interruption of his fantasies, and listened to his chatter, often with offensive words, and his heart became more and more impatient. Then he said: "I look at Nuwa Niangniang's face, there is a peerless posture, because I write poems to praise her, how can I have the meaning of what you say!"

The king was swept by Shang Rong, and with a wave of his big sleeves, Zihao smashed the purple pen directly on the officials serving on the side, and said, "Swing and return to the court!"

The king of that dynasty had the courage to tear apart the tiger and leopard, and once changed the pillars in the Feiyun Pavilion, and led the troops to fight in the four directions, which made Emperor Yi determined to pass the throne to him. Now that the momentum on his body is unfolding, a stream of evil qi overflows, and the civil and military officials are all silently nodding, don't dare to be anyone, and they all return with their mouths.

Shang Rong and Bi Gan were one step behind, and sighed to each other, their faces complicated.

"It's a pity that Taishi personally led his troops to pacify Beihai, otherwise, why not!" Shang Rong sighed, since Wen Taishi left Chaoge, King Xuan began to have all kinds of changes. But no one in the court can suppress him, so he can only watch him sink day by day.

When the gust of wind blew, Bigan felt that the seven exquisite hearts in his chest were beating rapidly, as if he was infinitely close to death, and it was not until he left the Nuwa Palace that he calmed down. Listening to Shang Rong's words, he calmed his mood, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What can I do about it?!"

The two of them let out a long sigh, silently followed the car of the king of Xu, and said no more.

After everyone left Nuwa Palace, Rahu in a black aura stared at the direction in which King Su and the others left. "Jiji, I didn't expect that there would be such a physique among the human race, which is attractive to me, the Demon Dao Daluo Golden Immortal!"

"It's a pity that Ancestor, I still have to guard against this Nuwa, otherwise today is the time to break through the quasi-saint!"

Smacking his lips rather regrettably, Rahu immediately left the place.

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It is said that Nuwa Niangniang talked with Fuxi for a long time from Huoyun Cave, and then took Qingluan, which coincided with the time when the human race sacrificed itself, so she came to Nuwa Palace.

"King Su should die!" Nuwa Niangniang had just stepped into the palace, and what caught her eye was the obscene poem mentioned by the king of Zhou. Since the beginning of the world, Niangniang has experienced many catastrophes, but she is still the first to be insulted by others. Immediately, the nameless fire was more than three feet high, and the power of the saint was overwhelming.

"Yin Shou is mediocre, he doesn't want to cultivate himself and establish virtue to protect the world, but he is not afraid of the heavens, insulting me! I want to come to become the king of the world, enjoy the country for more than 600 years, and the number of qi has been exhausted, if I don't have a retribution with him, how can I see the inspiration of the poor way!"

"Nuwa and Fuxi, are they finally going to wade through this troubled water?" The five saints in Jinao Island, Bajing Palace, and Western Sumeru Mountain opened their eyes at the same time. Originally, Nuwa sent the spirit bead to the lower realm, and she could only say that she wanted to interfere, but this time it means that he is going to end!

"Okay, it's okay for you to get involved, although those disciples are not included in my sect interception disciple disc, but after all, they are responding to the call of intercepting the sect, and it will be good for me to intercept the future development of the sect if you can keep some people who are very strong-minded!"

The Tongtian Sect Master chuckled, and casually threw out a cloud of destructive aura from the hands of the Genghuang Sword Saint, passed through the rubbing space, and fell into the Northern Stygian Sea.

"Heh, that's interesting!" Luo Hu could see that there was a great sun in the Yuan Shen of the Emperor of the Emperor, and the Tongtian Sect Master, a saint who often paid attention to the songs, didn't know, but he just thought that he could make the battle of the gods more interesting, and then the Heavenly Dao would get more benefits after passing the tribulation, and he couldn't say that he could also improve some cultivation.

"Nuwa Daoyou, this is about to start to come to an end!" Zhun Ti was a little excited, many of the disciples of the Interception Sect are now enjoying the wealth of the world in the Interception Sect, and even the disciples of the Holy Mother of Jinling, the descendants of the Interception Sect are also singing as the Grand Master. Now that the king has hated Nuwa, she will naturally not stand on the side of the sect again.

"Good, good!" the Taoist moved the prayer beads, "Senior brother, don't forget that the Tongtian Sect Master is now very likely to be in the Mixed Yuan Great Jue Golden Immortal Realm, and he has the Zhuxian Sword Array in his hand." Even if Nuwa makes a move, the winning rate won't be much higher!"

The quasi-Tidao person was doused with cold water, and his originally excited expression calmed down.

"Senior brother, during the Great Tribulation, the cultivation speed of all beings and the speed of comprehending the law will increase, and you may be able to break through the Mixed Yuan Great Awakening Golden Immortal Realm before the final battle?"

"Difficult! difficult, difficult!!" The Taoist shook his head, "Even in the tribulation, without the merit of the One Yuan Society, I can't step into that threshold!"

"Could it be that I really have no way to wait?" Zhun Ti frowned, and for the first time felt that all his calculations were useless.