The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

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There are eleven chapters left for the finale, almost finished.

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The first battlefield between gods and demons.

Endless red clouds fill the void, and a heavenly sword is majestic.

After Nuwa came out of seclusion, she naturally succeeded Yuanshi Tianzun and became the leader of Daluotian.

The misty sky is vast and the clouds are towering.

A map of mountains, rivers, and the country stretches across time and space and encompasses all timelines.

Countless Daluo Immortals guarding various timelines follow Nuwa's wishes.

Suddenly, thousands of avenues and long rivers were magnificent.

And at the highest point of the long river, Nuwa is leaning on an emperor's throne and sitting in the sky.

In that direction, the sky is brilliant, the cherry blossoms are falling, the music is soft and sweet, and the black and yellow merits are condensed into a canopy, which is indescribably precious.

Yuanshi Tianzun sits in Zhongtian.

The clouds of joy in the heavens are boundless, suppressing time and space.

But seeing the dazzling merits and virtues, there is a long banner containing endless secrets in the endless golden light, suppressing the world, and faintly exuding the aura of opening up the world.

Within four dimensions.

Taiyi holds the Chaos Bell in his hand, and his aura is extremely strong.

Behind him is a huge hibiscus tree.

Zulong is dressed in royal robes and has a majestic crown.

The supreme power of the dragon cleanses the universe, and the yellow bells and leaves are covered with shadows, connecting the ten directions of the dragon clan.

Yuan Feng stood on the Phoenix Platform, looking calm.

The sycamore trees were blazing into the sky, and among the blazing flames, thousands of phoenixes were flying.

Doumu's face is kind and kind, and the back of his head is bright.

Stars are built in chaos, and three thousand branches are three thousand stars. Endless stars flow, emitting bright divine light.

flood.

Shouyang Mountain.

The long-lasting chess game is finally over.

With a bang, the door of Bajing Palace opened again.

Taiqing has his feet on yin and yang, and his actions are determined by his heart.

Fuxi holds Bagua in his hand and has an ethereal figure.

"I'll give it to you."

Taiqing changed from his usual indifference. He stroked his long beard with his hands and smiled.

Fuxi smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, stay here. The person to pick me up is here."

"Oh?"

Taiqing looked outside the mountain with interest.

The thunder rolled, and six green Qiu soared into the sky, pulling a thunder chariot out of Mount Tai, coming from the void, running like lightning, breathing in and out like drums, shaking the heaven and the earth.

All the humans came to greet the Emperor.

The Third Patriarch holds the human-creating whip in front, and Ju Mang holds the Taihao gold medal behind him.

Among the four martial arts masters, Ning Fengzi and Rong Chengzi are on the left, Wu Huaizi and Chisongzi are on the right.

"I'll wait to see His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Ok!"

Fuxi nodded slightly, and the bright fairy light enveloped the universe.

He moved forward and stepped onto the chariot.

Boom~~
Endless thunder falls down, forming an eight-sided curtain.

The principles of the Eight Diagrams condense the emperor's clothes, and the sound of the five-stringed zither transforms into a coronal flow.

The moment Fuxi sat on the thunder chariot, no God commanded the heaven and earth to move.

Thunder surged in his eyes as he looked south.

"Where is the Human Race Yan Emperor?"

Nanyue Hengshan is a long river of medical knowledge.

Emperor Yan Shennong looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm coming!"

He has the Herbal Sutra in his left hand, a hundred-herb whip in his right hand, stands on the Shennong Cauldron, wears the robe of Zhu Guang, wears the Imperial Crown of Nine Pills and Red Clouds on his head, wears the Seal of Luminous Innocence, and leads more than 7,700 immortals and gods!
"Where is the Human Yellow Emperor?" Fuxi faced Zhongyue.

On the top of Songshan Mountain, murderous intent surges into the sky.

Huangdi Xuanyuan holds the Human Emperor Sword and drives a chariot in high spirits.

"My royal brother calls you, how dare you refuse to obey?"

He wears a yellow robe, a yellow jade crown, and the seal of Shen Zong Yanghe, and has more than 9,600 officials.

"Where is the White Emperor of the human race?"

Mount Huashan in Xiyue, the phoenix sings for nine days.

Huang Zhongda Lu was shaken endlessly.

Little Phoenix looked at the second master in the endless thunder, and she smiled sweetly: "Brother Huang calls you, how dare you refuse to obey?"

She wore a phoenix robe, a feather fan in her left hand, and a spear in her right hand. She wore the crown of the ninth stream of Taichu and the seal of Tiantongzhen, and led more than 7,000 immortals, officials and goddesses to meet.

"Where is the Black Emperor of the human race?"

Beiyue Hengshan Mountain has merits and virtues like the sea.

"My royal brother calls you, how dare you refuse to obey?"

Black Emperor Zhuanxu has a tortoise shell in his left hand and an orb in his right hand. He wears the robe of Yuanliu, wears the crown of Taixuan Mingming, wears the seal of Xuanyuan Enlightenment, controls the black dragon of luck, and leads six thousand immortals.

The five emperors of the human race gathered at Shouyang Mountain, accompanied by thousands of immortals, and the majestic aura shook the three realms and six paths.

"Let's go!"

Fuxi waved his hand.

The lightning was like a sword, splitting a path with brilliant power.

The Qingdi Imperial Car set off first.

Gou Mang led the Qingdi God Department to follow closely.

The Third Ancestor and the Fourth Ancestor accompanied them with a group of great experts from the ancestral land of the human race.

The four Yan Emperors looked at each other and smiled.

"go!"

Under the mighty cloud light, four imperial chariots raced abreast, chasing the Qing Emperor Fuxi.

In front of the Eight Views Palace.

Taiqing stood quietly on the spot, looking out at the long river of time and space with a pair of smiling eyes.

"Master!"

There was a fluctuation in the void, and Archmage Xuandu appeared. He had a banana fan in one hand and a seven-star sword in the other.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn also returned from the Journey to the West universe.

One of them is holding a purple gold gourd, and the other is holding a jade purification bottle. They are standing in the breeze, and their breaths are coming out of the dust. They no longer look like children.

"Master, where are we going?"

I don’t know how long it took, but a green cow came back.

He fell in front of Taiqing, tilted his head and asked.

Taiqing smiled and touched the green horn: "Don't be in a hurry."

"I am from the Taiqing sect, and there are also the Eight Immortals in Shangdong!"

As he was talking, eight terrifying figures walked out of the Pangu Hall in Luzhou, Beiju, and came towards Shouyang Mountain.

The moment he landed, the water god Gonggonghua Han Xiangzi looked handsome and unrestrained.

The God of Fire wishes to melt Zhongli Quan and have a big belly.

He Xiangu brought a cloud and rain, and Uncle Cao Guo traveled through time...

"I've met the leader!"

The Eight Immortals gathered in Shangdong, making Taiqing very happy: "Great kindness!"

The Eight Immortals said: "But please give me orders from the leader!"

Taiqing nodded slightly: "Follow me."

With a flick of the whisk, the space of time opened up.

He anchored a node, found his own way, and led everyone out of the wilderness.

"Just leave it at this place."

Taiqing looked into the distance, shook the Tai Chi diagram, and time and space converged.

A golden bridge appeared, suppressing countless long rivers.

Yin and Yang transform and form a boundary.

Daluotian.

Nuwa saw Taiqing and Fuxi's actions, and she nodded happily.

Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea.

Jie Yin looked in the direction of Fuxi and then in the direction of Taiqing.

Then, he looked at the leader of Tongtian Cult with pain on his face: "Brother Tongtian, you know that my Buddhism started late, and I am not as good as you to teach Ten Thousand Immortals to come to court, so..."

"So you want me to help you guard one direction?" Leader Tongtian interrupted him.

A smile appeared on Jie Yin's face, and he clasped his hands together: "Although our two religions are in the east and the other in the west, we are actually as close as one family..."

"Don't!"

Tongtian rolled his eyes: "We, Sanqing, are as close as one family!"

Jie Yin said: "We came from the same door."

"That was once."

Tongtian looked at Jie Yin with a wicked smile on his face: "You said it yourself about the three thousand mortal guests. I seemed to have given you some more from Buddhism, but you were still not happy."

"Do you regret it now?"

After being stuck for words, he said bitterly: "This time, that time."

"We are facing a formidable enemy. For the sake of our fellow disciples, we will borrow five thousand more disciples!"

"Five thousand?"

Tongtian stared.

After taking a look, his aura weakened: "Three thousand...oh no, two thousand, it can't be any less."

"Otherwise, my whirling formation would be really difficult to use."

"If you can't block the passage, the loss will be..."

"Ten thousand!"

"...But, eh? What did you say?" Jie Yin was stunned for a moment.

Tongtian spoke again: "Ten thousand!"

"Really?" Jie Yin was overjoyed.

Tongtian nodded, he stared at Jie Yin closely, and his tone was more solemn than ever before: "Fellow Taoist Jie Yin, I am here to teach Ten Thousand Immortals to come to court, and I will entrust most of my disciples to you today."

"If you fail to achieve results and lose my disciple's life in vain, I will definitely take you for granted!"

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry!"

Jie Yin said categorically: "If there is a devil coming through my place, Jie Yin will definitely raise his head to see you!"

"What do I want with your head?"

Tongtian smiled: "If you can bring the heads of one or two demon gods to sacrifice to my Immortal Killing Sword Formation, that's pretty much it."

"must!"

I bowed deeply to you.

Tongtian does not dodge or avoid. He attracts thousands of immortals.

Except for the true disciples of the inner sect and the attendant seven immortals who stayed behind, Tongtian was all taken away by Jie Yin.

"Master, take care!"

Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming and others bid farewell to the leader.

They held the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation Diagram in their hands and led many disciples away.

After Fuxi and Taiqing, Jie Yin and Zhunti stepped out of the wilderness.

They led the Buddhas in the prehistoric Lingshan Mountain and intercepted and taught thousands of immortals to anchor a time and space node.

Two magnificent formations opened.

Thousands of immortals are nested in the whirling world.

Lotus coexists with murderous intent.

The Second Saint did not stay like Taiqing, but took the initiative like the Five Emperors of the Human Race.

Nuwa led the Five Saints at the forefront of the battlefield.

The general is guarding the safest time and space of traveling to the west alone.

Lei Guang and Buddha Guang attacked in a roundabout way, one on the left and the other on the right.

Taiqing uses the power of yin and yang to balance the two ends and maintain tranquility.

Tongtian turned around and glanced at Netherworld.

He thought for a while, then raised his hand to set up a platform and a long flag on Zizhi Cliff.

It is guarded by the golden spirit, the turtle spirit, and Wudang, who are accompanying the seven immortals.

"Master!"

The four poles flashed with light, and the four supreme beings appeared in front of Biyou Palace.

"Just in time."

Leader Tongtian waved his hand: "Take the sword."

Four killing swords, red, black, white and purple, stand tall.

"Yes!"

Qinglong stepped forward to pick the Zhuxian, and Suzaku stepped forward to pick the Fallen Immortal.

Bai Hu stepped forward to pick the Killing Immortal, and Xuanwu stepped forward to pick the Jue Immortal.

The leader of Tongtian then presented the Immortal Killing Formation.

boom! ! !
The overwhelming murderous aura swept across the universe.

The leader used the prehistoric period as a grand formation, with four poles as the formation gate, and four killing swords from the inside out, forming an unparalleled killing formation.

The land of Nine Netherworlds, before reincarnation.

Mingyu is wearing a green robe, with her hair disheveled, her face is handsome and as gentle as jade, her blessings are shining brightly in the sky, and her surroundings are full of vitality, making people unable to help but get close to her.

In his palm, there was a ray of moonlight lingering.

The Sanshengshi was sent back.

Emperor Fengdu reappears in the world.

"nailed it?"

Mingyu asked softly.

Emperor Fengdu nodded.

Then it turned into light and merged into Mingyu's spiritual platform.

In the end, the Dao Fruit returned, and the tunnel suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, there is the way of heaven and the way of humanity!
Three powerful, immortal, supreme wills erupted in violent reactions.

An indescribable and indescribable breath was about to come out.

"Now is not the time to get serious."

Mingyu whispered softly, and he pressed his eyebrows, instantly suppressing the throbbing from the depths of his soul.

He turned around and glanced at the closed Pingxin Palace.

Mingyu was silent for a while.

In a flash, he arrived at Wuji Land.

Daozu sat quietly in the void, saying nothing.

In Mingyu's perception, Daozu at this time is formless and formless, and the sky is empty.

All traces of him are gradually disappearing in this world.

It seems like the other person has never been here, never existed.

If Mingyu hadn't taken a step ahead, Hongjun's image would gradually disappear from his memory.

"Old man, don't let me down."

Mingyu hesitated again and again, but chose to wait and see.

In Daozu's current state, he can no longer intervene forcibly.

Rumble~~~
A loud noise echoed throughout time and space.

Mingyu looked up.

At the barrier between the two time and space, nine demon gods appeared.

On their heads are the crowns of ancient demon gods, and their faces seem to be covered in chaotic dark light, blurred.

"Is the battlefield sealed?"

The Chaos Demon God looked at the various timelines controlled by Nuwa, and they all sneered.

"Who's coming?"

"I go!"

A Chaos Demon God walked out, holding a black conch in his hand, and a whining sound was heard, and the long river of time and space instantly stirred up waves.

brush!
Creation is endless, reflecting time and space.

Billions of rays of light are born from the universe.

The long scroll of creation full of vitality appeared, calming the waves in just a moment.

The barrier of ancient time and space that had just trembled was impregnable.

No matter how powerful the black conch is, it can't be shaken at all.

This made the Chaos Demon God who took the first action look ugly.

He snorted coldly and threw the black conch out.

The withered and decayed atmosphere spreads, even time is being eroded, the space is collapsing rapidly, the boundless chaos seems to be overwhelmed, and the heavens and the universe are collapsing rapidly.

In Da Luo Tian, ​​Nuwa chuckled.

Hands up.

Knife fall!
With a pop, a brilliant sword light cut off the past, present and future and cut off a head!
The majestic Chaos Demon God was decapitated by Nuwa before he even had time to react!

However, after reaching the life level of the other side, it is difficult to kill after all.

Even if both body and soul are destroyed, it is only a momentary injury.

The other eight demon gods took a step forward together.

This gave Nuwa no chance to hit the opponent again.

"Pity."

With the sword hanging high in the air, Nuwa looked at her flawless hands with regret in her tone.

In fact, she had no emotional fluctuations in her heart and her face was extremely calm.

In the chaos, the soul of the headless demon was dim.

Because there was something missing in his soul.

Erased with a knife, it can never be found again.

However, this is not a problem for the Demon God from the Other Side.

The snail whines.

New souls grow out with new heads.

The Chaos Demon God looked at Da Luotian with great fear.

"She's strong, maybe she was one of us once!"

"Is it killing or creation?"

Some fellow demon gods speculated that they saw something from the knife just now.

"No, neither."

A deep roar came from the depths of the universe, and a supreme being emerged from the chaos.

The huge and mysterious demon shrouded in a gray cloak stands in front of the barrier of time and space.

His ancient body seemed to have been eroded by time, full of cracks and the smell of decay, and the exposed light gray skin was full of traces of time.

Only a pair of deep eyes shined with faint blue light.

He looked directly at Nuwa and made ruthless mockery in a low tone.

"The one who kills is the fastest, so the one who dies is the earliest."

"As for creation...chi~, he was probably regarded as the nourishment of this world by Pangu."

Nuwa looked at each other calmly. Even though they were standing on different roads on the other side, she could already smell the rotten air emanating from the other person.

"A dead body crawling out of the ruins of ancient history?"

Demon God Xuan Gu looked at the battlefield of gods and demons with great interest.

His eyes crossed Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Doumu, and only stayed on Taiyi and Yuanshi Tianzun for a few breaths.

Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked at Hongyi in Da Luotian again.

"Why do fellow Taoists think that we are the 'dead corpses'?"

Nuwa shook her head and said: "There can be no survivors under Pangu's axe."

"Hahahaha~~"

The eight demon gods laughed.

Even Demon God Xuan Gu laughed out loud: "Fellow Taoist, it is not okay to deceive yourself and others."

"If there are no survivors from Pangu's axe, where will your Jie Hongjun come from? Where will Yang Mei come from?"

"How can we, the demon gods, reach the top and become your doom?!"

Click! !
As the Demon God's words fell, the Chaos God's thunder illuminated the endless universe.

Demon God Tiancang held the divine spear and came out from another way.

"Fellow Daoist Xuangu, why are you talking so much nonsense to them?"

“That’s how you destroy the Great Desolation!”

Boom~~
The projections of the five demon gods landed.

Huiwu, Chongwu, Wanxing, Boyuan, and Jingyun broke through the barriers from different directions at the same time.

World bridges span across chaos.

Demon gods appeared in tens of thousands, like mountains and seas, and followed the six passages to kill the prehistoric true world.

Together with the frontal battlefield of gods and demons, seven groups of Chaos Demon Gods attacked together in a mighty manner.

"What about the other two routes?"

When the Lord of Gray Mist was stopped by Taiqing, who was waiting for work, he suddenly woke up.

The original nine-line army is missing two lines!
"Are you looking for us?"

Two passages suddenly opened from behind the demon army.

Fuxi's figure appeared, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and a frightened head was raised high.

"Heyan?!!"

All the demon gods were horrified.

next moment.

With one palm of the moonlight, two rays of Buddha's light burst out at the same time.

Three giant palms carrying the power of chaos to destroy the world, slap them hard! !

boom! ! ! (End of chapter)