"They're still waiting!"

In Zixiao Palace, Chang'e gently picked up a chess piece, put it on the chessboard, saw the situation on the chessboard clearly, and raised her eyebrows.

"Hehe, tens of thousands of years, you still haven't changed, the layout is precise, interlocking, every time I look at it, I feel cold!"

"Chills?!" Hongjun laughed.

The two people who should have fought a big fight, in the eyes of others, are now the powerhouses of the Eighteen Heavens Power who are now fighting for life and death in Zixiao Palace.

Now he is sitting on the small coffee table in Zixiao Palace, playing Go, talking and laughing.

"Do you get cold? You only laugh at my weakness, at my weakness, at my intrigue for being good for nothing but intrigues, at the time when I relented and helped you at the last moment!"

"You don't have to remind me of this, I admit it, you did help me when you kicked me out, otherwise, I probably won't be able to come back!" Chang'e chuckled, "But so what, what does that mean? Of course you know what would have happened if you hadn't helped me at that time, and if I had survived, would this world still exist?"

As he spoke, he picked up another chess piece.

"You helped me, I survived, so, I gave you face, confessed your affection, and didn't mess around, but that doesn't mean I can swallow this breath and know what the stupidest thing you did was?"

"Hou Yi!" Hongjun smiled bitterly, "In my life, the most wrong thing is to take that move!"

"One stinky move!" Chang'e sneered, "Do you think I'm the same person as that guy from Nuwa? Do you think I can't walk when I see a man?"

Playing chess with Chang'e here, talking, Na Hongjun is no longer like just now, with a dead face, on the contrary, his expression is very rich.

"I know, a few of us are sorry for you, we did something wrong in that matter, the mistake is outrageous, it's our fault, no matter what the reason, it's our fault, so, I've been putting up with what you did, even if your palm shattered the wilderness, I'm also tolerating-!"

"So, your old man has suffered much more grievances than me!" Chang'e laughed and glanced at the chessboard in front of her, "You seem to have lost this game!"

"It's just a matter of winning or losing!" Hongjun said, throwing down the chess pieces in his hand, "It doesn't matter!"

Chang'e smiled, "It really doesn't matter, in fact, you shouldn't care about the position of the first god general, right?"

"What do you want to say?!"

"Sect Elders!" Chang'e said, "I think you should go to the Sect Elders' Association, with your qualifications, strength and deeds, you are enough to enter the damn Sect Elders' Association to retire, why do you still dominate the position of the first god general, why do you still hold that Creation Jade Plate? That thing has already been broken!"

"The Creation Jade Disc evolves the Heavenly Dao, there is no life and no destruction!" Hongjun said, "You think the Creation Jade Disc is destroyed, but in fact it is not destroyed, it is just reorganizing the Heavenly Machine!"

"I know, it's reorganizing the Heavenly Machine, but it will take time!" Chang'e smiled, "In other words, I have enough time to transform this Heavenly Machine in my favor!"

"I don't deny this!" Looking at Chang'e, who looked proud, as if she was already a victor, Hongjun said, "With your strength, it is indeed possible to transform this Heavenly Dao in the direction of your favor, but this is not fun or easy!"

"I never wanted to be the number one god general!" Chang'e played with the chess pieces in her hand, "I just don't like to be forced by others, and what I don't like even more is that the person who oppresses me is still my enemy!"

Hongjun listened, did not speak, but silently put the chess pieces on the chessboard back together.

"Let's do one more game!"

...... "This rain is too shameless for me, right?"

Mo Xuan stood on the hillside, letting the raindrops hit his body, his brows furrowed.

Obviously, this rain was not normal, coming out of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Mo Xuan did not go back to Moyunling directly, but walked aimlessly.

The sub-god will.

So far, he has not fully understood the meaning of this word, but vaguely guessed that this so-called sub-god general should be similar to the assistant of the god general, but he still can't figure out what this god will do, and what the assistant of this god will do.

None of that means anything to him now, though.

Su Bodhi made it very clear that he, the sub-god, was just a name, and he didn't need to do anything, and he didn't need to take care of anything.

So much for.

A strange feeling arose in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw a silver thunderbolt flashing on the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, which was fleeting.

Mo Xuan's face turned slightly white.

Su Bodhi Patriarch!

"I don't know, what's going on here, but it's not something I can control, and it's not something I should know!"

Mo Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Twelve gods, thirty-six gods!

Is this the strongest force of the Pangu relics?

I inexplicably squeezed into this sequence, should I be happy or worried?

The more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes, and the more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

In the end, Mo Xuan finally put all the distractions away.

"Forget it, what the hell do you want, let's do our own thing!"

A thunderbolt struck his feet, Mo Xuan was startled, his feet jumped involuntarily, and he looked up at the sky.

Thick dark clouds still covered the sky, and from the bursts of thunder, Mo Xuan faintly felt a trace of unusual energy overflowing, somewhere above the nine heavens.

Powerful energy collides with each other to create an overflow of energy!

Although Mo Xuan was far away, he couldn't see or hear, but just from these scattered energies, Mo Xuan could still feel the coercion from the superiors, and from every trace and wisp of energy, he sensed the power that the master who emitted these energies possessed.

...... "Almost!"

The Scarlet Demon Venerable stood up, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Blood red, don't be dry!"

The strong man dressed in black said lightly, "Let's wait!"

"White Sun Demon Venerable, there's no need for it anymore!"

The Blood Red Demon Venerable didn't seem to give this White Sun Demon Venerable face, "The twelve gods will kill each other has been formed, including the two strongest gods, the second god will be missing, the tenth god will die, now there are only ten of the twelve god generals left, the ninth god will be trapped in the passage of space, and now there are only nine left, seven of them are killing each other, and the remaining two are not to worry, don't forget, we have thirteen people here!"

The White Yang Demon Venerable's eyes flashed, but he just glanced at the blood red and snorted coldly.

"What do you Hades think?"

The yin wind was permitted, and the eight dry ones exchanged glances with the guy who was dressed like the Moyue Hades King, and nodded silently.

"I'm afraid of change, let's go!" said one of the eight Hades kings, who seemed to be the leader.

The Blood Red Demon Venerable listened to the Hades King's answer, a smug look appeared on his face, and he glanced at the White Sun Demon Venerable smugly.

The White Yang Demon Venerable's face turned cold, but he did not object again.

"In that case, then let's go!" his body shook up, and he stood up, and with his movements, all the Demon Venerables and Hades followed suit.

"Go to Zixiao Palace!" said the White Yang Demon Venerable.

As soon as the words fell, he saw thirteen streamers disappear in a flash, rushing straight out thirty-three days away.

...... Thirty-three days above the Zixiao Palace, the Buddha and Zhen Yuanzi, the Buddha and Yang Jian, Nuwa and Wu Gang are fighting against each other, under the strong attack of Yang Jian's eye of reincarnation, Rulai has begun to be unable to support it, the light of the Zhangliu golden body gradually dimmed, among the eight arms, three arms have lost their magic weapons, and the petals of the nine-grade golden lotus under their feet have also fallen off as much as half, but they still hold on tenaciously.

The Buddha saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, but he wanted to help but couldn't help, this Zhen Yuanzi didn't have the heart to fight with him, in fact, Zhen Yuanzi was fighting with him at all, and he didn't use any magic weapons, just with his big sleeves, with the magic power in his sleeves, and with the same power of the sixteen heavens as himself, he was firmly entangled and distracted.

And over there, Wu Gang's cultivation is obviously inferior to Nuwa's, the cultivation of the Twelve Heavens has just reached the point of proving the mixed element, and Nuwa, the strength she is showing now, has at least reached the Sixteenth Heaven.

But I can't stand it, and people have Pangu axes!

Nuwa also has an innate spirit treasure, and she has both offensive defenses, but she doesn't dare to use them here.

The huge power of the innate spirit treasure is mainly manifested in the mutual attack, if it is an ordinary innate spirit treasure, it will be counted, such as the chaos bell or something, if it hits, it will be hit, but the thing in Wu Gang's hand is different, it is the Pangu axe, the thing that opens the sky and splits the earth.

has the ability to open up the world, and naturally has the ability to destroy the world.

Now its power is controlled by Wu Gang, but in case Wu Gang can't control it in the confrontation with the Innate Spirit Treasure, the power of the entire axe will be completely released.

Well, it's all over.

Therefore, Nuwa can only fight with Wu Gang with her bare hands now, and under the mouse taboo, she can only fight on a par.

As for the Taishang Laojun and the Yuan Shi Tianzun, they looked like they had nothing to do with it, and looked at the three duels with interest, but from their eyes, the Buddha could faintly feel that they seemed to be waiting for something.

At this moment, the warning signs suddenly appeared in the heart, and the figure retreated, and Zhen Yuanzi smiled, as if he had known it a long time ago, and between the waves of his big sleeves, he also retreated.

The other two pairs.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand flickered, and the white light emitted from the eye of reincarnation violently swept away, protecting his whole body.

Rulai, on the other hand, had no idea what was going on.

I only felt that half of my golden body was suddenly cold, and he lost consciousness, and when he looked back, he was surprised, but it was just an instant, and half of his golden body had been eroded by an invisible poisonous force, and turned into something like charcoal.

His face changed suddenly, and the golden lotus under his feet burst out with the last of his energy, quickly protecting the only remaining half of his golden body, and then immediately recovered his true body.

With a muffled snort and a return to the real body, Rulai's left arm had completely disappeared, and the left half of the whole body had been greatly traumatized, and golden blood was spilling everywhere.

The originally ruddy, eternally kind face also turned white, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

With a wave of the Dharma weapon in the hand of the Buddha, a benevolent Buddha light emitted, covering the Buddha inside.

The space around him was suddenly filled with energy filled with despair and destruction.

Thirty-three days away, the color also changed, becoming gray, weak, and lifeless.

"Great Chaos Yuan Demon Luo Array!"

Nuwa's face changed, and her body withdrew from the battle with Wu Gang.

Wu Gang then swung it, and the Pangu axe in his hand cut towards the space around him, but the Pangu axe, which had the power to destroy the world, seemed to be split on a mess of rotten cotton, and it had no effect on this gray space.

This is one of the ultimate formations of the demon race, and unlike the Twelve Heavens Blood Demon Array that Mo Xuan obtained, this large array requires at least six powerhouses above the Twelve Heavens to be able to push it up.

And once the big array is formed, the people who hide in the formation will be in great trouble.

The Great Chaos Yuan Demon Luo Array can increase the strength and lethality of the arrayers by ten times, that is to say, if it is an array set up by six powerhouses of the Twelve Heavens, the power exerted is equivalent to that of sixty powerhouses of the Twelve Heavens.

Sixty Twelve Heavenly Powers.

Sixty testimonies to the power of the mixed element.

No matter who you are, there can only be one ending if you fall into it.

There is death and no life!

Therefore, a saint as strong as Nuwa also changed his face.

What's going on?

Aren't the demons still sealed in that damn space?

How could it suddenly come out of nowhere, and there were at least six Demon Venerables?

What is Tongtian doing, what has he done, why has no news come from him, is he sleeping?

Or has died under this notorious demon array.

It's a conspiracy!

Yang Jian didn't lie.

We blame him!

This is Nuwa's mind at this time.

However, there is one more problem, a big one.

This Great Mixed Yuan Demon Luo Great Array is not something that can be laid down casually, all the people present are saint-level powerhouses, even if they are not saint-level powerhouses, but they are also sub-god generals with the ability to slaughter saints, how can the people of this demon clan unknowingly lay down this big array?

Unless "there is an inner demon among us!"

Wu Gang carried the Pangu axe on his shoulders and said coldly, "Even if there are six more Demon Venerables, it is impossible to set up this Great Mixed Yuan Demon Luo Array without the gods knowing!"

"So, there are inner ghosts among us!" A cold voice came from inside the Zixiao Palace, and Chang'e and Hongjun walked out of the palace one after another.

"Great Chaos Yuan Demon Luo Array-!" Chang'e turned her head to look around, and then moved her gaze to the body of the Buddha who received it.

"This bureau has been deployed for a full 120,000 years, I think, since we sealed the Hades clan, you demons have begun to set up this bureau!"

"I ...... I don't understand what you're talking about!" the Buddha's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Chang'e fixedly, "However, I admit that I may have really misunderstood Yang Jian, and I can apologize for this matter!"

"That's not necessary!" Chang'e said with a smile, looking at the Buddha who was languishing and seriously injured, "Shakyamuni, if I'm not mistaken, you should be called this name, right?"

Under the light of the Buddha, Rulai nodded slightly.

"You're a good person, but it's a pity that you're with the wrong person!" Chang'e said, turning her gaze back to the body of the Buddha, "Am I right, the Buddha, or, the Red Tears Demon Venerable!"

(To be continued)