The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 20 Big Fight, the Power of the Heavenly Sword
"Fellow Daoist, this is embarrassing for the old devil. Time waits for no one. The Qilin clan is pressing every step of the way. If you wait a little longer, I don't know how many saints will be robbed. Why don't you enter the west first?"

The old man said with a sad face.

"Hmph! You, the Demonic Dao, caused trouble yourself, and my Immortal Dao was also robbed. This debt has not yet been settled? You came to rob Lingbao again, do you really think that my Immortal Dao is easy to bully?"

Taoist Xiaoyao saw that the conversation was not going to work, so he didn't bother to waste any more words with this old devil.

With a single palm strike, immeasurable winds rise thousands of miles away, and the wind howls between the sky and the earth.

Facing the catastrophe of the strong wind, the old devil took three steps back to avoid it, and within three steps he appeared thousands of miles away.

But before he could stand still, a great roc with wings spread out of the void attacked at a speed faster than time, and its giant green claws were as sharp as knives, trying to scratch the old devil into pieces.

The old devil flicked his sleeve, and flung out a black lotus flower, which was at the ninth grade, and resisted the roc bird.

"Ninth grade black lotus? Luo Hu is really willing."

Taoist Xiaoyao was a little surprised when he saw Hei Lian.

Surprises in my heart are accidents, but my movements don't stop.

The tides rolling under the feet converged into the sea, and a big kun swam in it.

The waves rose high, carrying thousands of powers to crush the void, and the void collapsed for thousands of miles.

"Old devil, if you don't show some real skills, you'll just wait for someone with a weak bone to be buried.

Don't worry, the place where Pindao stands is still a good place of 'Feng Shui'!"

Taoist Xiaoyao looked at the old devil who was still hiding and said.

The old devil didn't reply, but just sacrificed a ninth-grade black lotus to block thousands of feng shui, playing like a tortoise shell.

Just when Taoist Xiaoyao frowned, the four killing swords were full of demonic energy, forming a killing formation to lock the void in all directions.

It turned out to be waiting here!
Taoist Xiaoyao is not in a hurry, the tide of the sea under his feet is full of kun fish, and the immeasurable wind above his head is like a big roc spreading its wings.

Wind and water meet, Kun and Peng meet.

Fengshui avenues complement each other, a Fengshui world is constantly expanding, and the killing array must be destroyed from the inside out.

On the other side, Yao Chi was also besieged, and two great powers of heaven and earth came hand in hand, each with a banner, forming a yin and yang formation to attack her.

The yin wind invades the three souls, and the yang fire burns the seven souls.

Yaochi is holding a small plain flag to protect her body.

The Kunlun mirror irradiated Taoist rays of light, traveling through time and space, and shining everywhere in the void of the ten directions, causing the two great powers of heaven and earth to dodge again and again.

The two great masters of heaven and earth were a little overwhelmed.

Then, they sacrificed a demon seed one after another, and the demon seed grew when it saw the wind, and turned into a towering tree nine feet high.

The two are one yin and one yang, and the breath is connected, and the cultivation base is raised by one step, and they all reach the 26th heaven of Daluo.

The two waved the two flags of yin and yang, and the yin, wind, and yang fire were three points stronger.

"Dao Heart Seed Demon!"

Seeing this, Yaochi didn't expect too much, it was not easy for the two great masters in front of him to be able to cultivate the Dao Heart Demon to the ninth rank.

She made a seal with her right hand, and a small plain flag spread out above her head, and a miraculous phenomenon appeared.

No matter how strong the wind and yang fire are, it's hard to bear her.

The two masters of heaven and earth saw that Yin, Yang, and fire were really useless, so they didn't hold back anymore.

Look at each other, and then dance the banner.

The yin, wind, yang, and fire suddenly changed into the power of the yin and yang.

The combined forces of yin and yang turned into a great grinding of yin and yang, directly crushing towards Yaochi.

Yao Chi didn't resist either, the Kunlun mirror illuminated the void, and under the protection of the power of time and space, she seemed to escape from the heavens and worlds, and the years went by.

She is in it in the past and future, but not in the next moment.

The great grinding of yin and yang couldn't touch her at all.

By the bank of the great river, a female cultivator came, Da Luo Jiuchongtian cultivation base, and half-stepped into the ranks of heaven and earth powers.

She held a flower umbrella and brought a piece of rain.

The rain was pattering, floating in the sky like silk and threads.

The silk thread is soft, but it contains murderous intent.

A thread is incomparably sharp, every drop is like thousands of swords, splitting the sky.

The female cultivator of the flower umbrella smiled sweetly, intoxicating all living beings.

Even the half-step heaven and earth power level of the flower umbrella female cultivator did not make Nuwa feel a little different.

Nuwa's beautiful face is still indifferent, the red dress is dancing, the map of mountains and rivers is unfolding, and thousands of rainwater are collected.

Raising the jade hand, the red embroidered knife came out.

Hongxia's saber aura criss-crossed, bursts of saber light pierced through nothingness, and after almost time passed, she slashed across.

The flower umbrella blocked the light of the saber, and the heavy rain reappeared between the sky and the earth. It was no longer a patter, but a downpour, majestic and boundless, and the void was hit with ripples.

Thousands of rains are thousands of killings.

The dense raindrops, the layers of killing intent, layer after layer, layer after layer.

The map of Shanhe Sheji was collected and released, and it was rolled up and reappeared.

If you can't collect the rainwater, then kill the person who made the rainwater!
The map of the mountains and rivers and the country are combined with the red clothes to protect Nuwa.

Nuwa stepped forward with a heavenly sword in her hand, and the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and the light of the sword was a soldier.

A knife is faster than a knife, and a knife is heavier than a knife.

One knife is the creation of thousands, and one knife is the death of thousands.

The flower umbrella blocked one knife after another.

The nun took one step back.

Where Nuwa's sword light is, the void is shattered, and the heavy rain cuts it off.

The female cultivator of the flower umbrella rained down the Jiuzhongtian's murderous intent, but she couldn't stop Nuwa's pace.

She moved horizontally towards the void, and the light of the sword smashed the void; she retreated to the river, and the heavenly knife cut off the water flow;

She put away her flower umbrella, used her sword to charge and kill, Nuwa danced her sleeves, and the sword saw blood.

How about half a step of world power?
I will kill you today with a sacrificial knife!
Nuwa's beautiful eyes reveal the meaning of infinite chill, cutting down the eight wildernesses with a sword, and overwhelming the four poles!
The demon seed cannot be deterred when it is exposed, and the giant tree cannot block the knife.

The red clothes are pressing forward step by step in the heavy rain, and the flower umbrellas are retreating step by step in the heavy rain.

Suddenly, a flute sounded, making the flower umbrella girl in a trance for a while, and her steps slowed down by half a beat.

She is slow, but the Sky Knife will not be slow.

If you slow down, you will die!
The sky-shocking knife slashed out in an instant, blood splashed into the void, and a head flew up, with a bit of consternation in his eyes.

She probably didn't expect that she would die like this.

Thousands of sword qi followed, beheading the female cultivator's head, body, three souls and seven souls, as well as the immortal light.

The rain finally stopped.

The heavy rain disappeared, and the red clouds also slowly receded. The clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the weather was clear.

A flower umbrella flipped a few somersaults in the sky and slowly fell to the ground.

Nuwa put away the heavenly knife, walked to the side of the flower umbrella step by step, and walked to the side of the flower umbrella step by step.

He bent down to pick it up, and then threw it to Soaring Snake.

"Thanks."

The voice was cool.

Teng Snake inserted a flute back into his waist, and quickly caught the umbrella.

"Miss Nvxi is mighty! This is your trophy, how can I be ashamed."

Teng Snake said on his lips, but he held on to the umbrella tightly.

This is a middle-grade innate spirit treasure! He only has one.

Nu Wa ignored him, her aura was inexplicable, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.

Nu Wa frowned slightly, and took out the map of Shanhe Sheji to suppress herself.

She doesn't want to break through yet, and it's obviously not a good thing to go too fast.

The pellet should be re-precipitated.

Then she stood on the bank of the great river, looking at the two battlefields in the void with her beautiful eyes.

It's almost time to decide the winner there.

Behind her, Teng Snake cheerfully put away the umbrella, and looked into the void like Nuwa.

　The empress is so mighty, do you have any votes to cheer for her?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)