Flooded Star Road

"Too much bullying!"

"Zhun mentioned, you dare to deceive me like this!"

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Nuwa looked pale and trembling all over when she saw this scene. She couldn't help taking out the red hydrangea and smashing it towards Mount Xumi.

On Mount Xumi, the Taoist Zhunti rushed to the Taoist lead, and he kept yelling: "Worse! Brother. Brother, I'm going here, causing big trouble!"

"I am waiting for the saint, who will never grind forever, and will live forever. What disaster can there be? Brothers don't have to panic so much, and come to the brother!"

The leading Taoist smiled, and did not take the words of the prospective Taoist to heart, but felt that he was a little fussy.

In the prehistoric times, saints are invincible existences, and what disasters can affect them.

However, as soon as the words of the leading Taoist fell, and before the quasi-speaking Taoist could reply, he saw a huge red hydrangea, dragging a long tail flame, flying from the sky, and slamming into Mount Xumi.

Nu Wa shot with hatred, without any worries, the power of the saints all exploded, how powerful is the power, can be called the heavens, no matter how subtle the Western formation is, how can it be blocked?

"boom!"

With a bang, the entire Xumi Mountain was shaking, and huge cracks appeared. A section of the mountain fell off and fell into the open sea, setting off a huge wave.

For a while, the storm was raging near Mount Xumi, the smoke filled the sky, the huge waves were soaring, and countless creatures fled in a hurry, making a good world of bliss, turning into a miasma.

"Nuwa, you..."

Mount Xumi can be said to be his lifeblood. It is conceivable to create this trauma and lead to the pain in the heart of Taoists. How was he not angry, he immediately took out the green lotus color banner, and wanted to hit Nuwa.

"Brother, never!"

The prospective Daoist rushed forward and pulled the lead-in Daoist to prevent him from taking action.

What happened today was that they were wrong and let Nuwa vent, and the matter passed.

But if you move your hands, the matter will be a big deal. If you want to understand the cause and effect again, you still don't know how much you have to pay.

"Why did Junior Brother block me?"

"After this blow, Mount Xumi suffered a lot. To repair it, I don't know how much it will take and how much time it will take!"

"Furthermore, I am already weak in the West. If I suffer from this humiliation and don't fight back, wouldn't it cause people to laugh at the world? Bear the name of incompetence?"

"In this way, what kind of face do I have to go to the east to preach?"

Even if he was dragged by the quasi-professional Taoist, the leading Taoist was still furious, grasping the green lotus color flag in his hand, to teach Nuwa a lesson, and let the primordial sentient beings know:

Western teaching is not easy to mess with!

"Brother, I blame this! It's all the fault of the younger brother, the younger brother asked for it!"

Forcibly snatching the Qinglian Treasure Color Banner, the Taoist quasi-professor said with a wry smile, and told the Taoist-incomer of everything that had happened before.

"Oh! Junior brother, you are confused!"

With a helpless sigh, the lead Taoist withdrew his magical powers, but it was not good for him to strike back.

"Friend Nuwa, I have waited for this matter. I am here to make a payment to fellow Daoist!"

"Now that fellow Daoist anger has passed, Mount Xumi has also suffered serious damage, and Junior Brother has been reprimanded by the teacher. Are fellow Daoists satisfied?"

"Can you receive magical powers?"

It is worthy of being a sage who is known for his soul. It was only a moment, and the Taoist enlisted him to adjust his mentality and regained his compassion and compassion, and said to the red hydrangea in the sky.

"Humph!"

"Next time, I promise I won't take a break!"

With a cold snort, Nu Wa put away the red hydrangea and returned to the sky. In one-to-two, Nuwa would not dare to persecute too much if it were not for the reason.

"Sorry, brother!"

When the matter subsided, the Taoist Zhunti looked at the messy Mount Xumi and said with a slight guilt.

"It's okay, Junior Brother is also thinking about the West for me, so just pay attention next time!"

At this point, regret is useless, and the leading Taoist cannot be blamed on the quasi-speaking Taoist because of this, and can only put the matter down.

"The teacher is here, but I haven't noticed it at all. This is a little weird!"

"As a saint, how can the gap be so big? Could it be that the teacher has reached the realm above the saint?"

I thought that if I became a saint, even if I couldn't compare with Hongjun, I could at least figure out some of his realm, but today's matter is a big blow to the enlightenment.

Taoist Hongjun came to the door of the house, he hadn't noticed it at all, it was terrifying.

"Eight or Nine Profound Art?"

"This quasi-speaker is generous!"

Feng Zichen sighed after reading the message from the quasi-speaker.

The Eighty-Nine Profound Art, Buddhism's first body-cultivating method, cultivates the supreme magic power to become a relic, cultivates an immortal golden body, is immortal and undefeated, and suppresses the world of ten directions.

However, his kindness was destined to be in vain.

"The side door left!" Feng Zichen looked down on this method very much.

In terms of mana, he has the inheritance of Sanqing and the innate Sanyuan Taoism, which is only stronger than the eighty-nine profound arts.

Regarding body refining, he has the inheritance of Pangu and the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God, and any one he takes out is stronger than the Eight or Nine Profound Art ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It can be said that in the predicament, no one can match except the ancestor witch.

This method is taught by a saint and cannot be passed on to outsiders at will. In this way, putting it in his hands seems a bit redundant.

"Let's just let it go!"

"The West attaches great importance to cause and effect. There is something in the imperfections. I don't know the dark hand. Once you practice, who knows what will happen?"

"For the sake of insurance, it's better not to think about it!"

Thinking like this, Feng Zichen used his magical powers to seal all the memories of the Eight or Nine Profound Techniques, sinking into the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge, and completely forgetting them.

"Go!"

After doing all this, Feng Zichen jumped and merged into the void, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Western Polar Land.

In the western polar region, the innate golden atmosphere is permeated, and it is very sharp.

The more you go in, the sharper the Innate Gengjin Qi. In the end, every innate Gengjin Qi blows, no less than a big blow, forcing Feng Zichen to stop and shout inward. :

"Human Zichen, come to visit the White Tiger Sage!"

Among the sacred beasts of the five elements, only the patriarch of the three tribes dominates the prehistoric and can be called by his majesty. Although the status of Xuanwu and Baihu is high, they are only the deputy of Zulong and Linzu after all, and their status is half weak.

"Um?"

"Why no one answered?"

"It's rare that the White Tiger Lord fell asleep?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered, Feng Zichen couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Just as he was about to continue shouting, he saw a magnificent golden light sweeping across.

"not good!"

Shocked in his heart, Feng Zichen quickly took out a cyan orb and sacrificed it. The bright light flickered, and the nine-day wind roared out, blocking all the golden light.

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