Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1621 The tiger falls on Pingyang

boom!
  Two figures appeared in the chaos again, but now Ming Xiaoyang and Tai Yi have undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before the war started.

Donghuang Taiyi's dragon robe was torn into pieces and hung like rags on his body. His exposed skin was covered with scars.

There were as small as fist prints and finger marks, as large as palm prints and knife wounds, the crown that tied the hair was broken, and three thousand long hair was spread out.

Ming Xiaoyang's condition was not much better. His clothes were in tatters, his silver hair was hanging down, and his eyes were black, like a giant panda.

On the skin that was originally as smooth as snow, there are still traces of real fire marks remaining, which is not ordinary ugly.

Swish!
  Fang Tian's painted halberd flew out of Ming Xiaoyang's palm and stabbed at the enemy on the opposite side.

Not to be outdone, Donghuang Taiyi raised the Chaos Bell in his hand and rushed forward.

boom!
  The loud noise that resounded through the chaos reappeared, and the sharp halberd collided with the ancient bell, sending out boundless sparks.

If this battle had been fought in the ancient land, the vast ancient land might have been shattered by these two people.

Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang's body trembled and he took several steps back; Tai's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood came to his mouth and was swallowed back.

"Is it necessary to continue fighting?" Ming Xiaoyang took a deep breath, activated his Xuan Gong, nursed his injuries, and dissipated his fighting spirit before asking.

Tai's face was as pale as paper and he said in a deep voice: "It's really not necessary."

Ming Xiaoyang's growth rate far exceeded Taiyi's imagination.

When they first fought, maybe Ming Xiaoyang could not fully adapt to the increased mana in his body, or he lacked the experience to fight with a master like him.

Therefore, the initial Taiyi is half a chip better than Ming Xiaoyang.

But the further he fought, the faster Ming Xiaoyang grew, fully mastering his magic power, and becoming more accustomed to fighting with him.

His abilities were so earth-shattering that Taiyi had no choice but to be convinced.

If they continue to fight, either they will be destroyed, or Ming Xiaoyang will be defeated miserably with a weak ability.

It seems that compared with such a young man, he is still old!

"Goodbye then!" Ming Xiaoyang said seriously, carrying a halberd on his back, "This fight with His Majesty Donghuang was very enjoyable. I hope we will have a chance to do it again in the future."

"Don't worry, I won't let you down." Donghuang Taiyi said with a cold smile.

"Hahaha."

In the heroic laughter, this immortal hero of the demon clan disappeared in front of Ming Xiaoyang and returned to the heaven to heal his wounds.

With the help of heaven's endless starlight and countless years of collection, the injuries Ming Xiaoyang brought to him can be healed in a few hundred years at most.

"I finally left." Watching Donghuang Taiyi leave, Ming Xiaoyang sighed helplessly, "If I don't leave, I will probably risk my life."

At this point, Ming Xiaoyang turned around suddenly and said, "Empress Nuwa, do you mind taking me in while I am recovering from my injuries?"

I don't know when, Nuwa has appeared behind Ming Xiaoyang, just like when Ming Xiaoyang first saw her, she was like a high, awe-inspiring and inviolable goddess.

"Of course I don't mind." Nuwa took a few steps forward, helped Ming Xiaoyang up, and said with a smirk, "Little brat, you swallowed Kunpeng's Dao Fruit and became a master no less than Donghuang. I thought that , If I want to torment you again in the future, I won’t have a chance.”

"Now, if you bring it to your door yourself, you can't blame me."

Snapped!
  After saying that, a brush stained with ink appeared in Nuwa's jade hand. She raised her jade hand lightly and drew on Ming Xiaoyang's cheek.

"You...what are you doing?" Ming Xiaoyang cried out.

"What do you think?" Nuwa put her two fingers together and pointed at Ming Xiaoyang's body, imprisoning all of Ming Xiaoyang's magic power.

A brush kept scribbling on Ming Xiaoyang's face. When Nuwa finally stopped, Ming Xiaoyang, who was originally handsome and graceful, had turned into a different look. "What have you turned me into?" Ming Xiaoyang said resignedly.

"See for yourself." Nuwa couldn't help laughing, appreciating her masterpiece with satisfaction, and even transformed into a clear mirror.

Swish!
  Seeing the person in the mirror clearly, Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

What emerged from the mirror was Ming Xiaoyang, who was still handsome and elegant, but his eyes turned into dog eyes, with a piece of ink hanging from his mouth.

Coupled with the scattered white hair and the raised nose, it is basically a big white dog.

"You...you are so poisonous!" Ming Xiaoyang stared at Nuwa with burning eyes and gritted his teeth.

Nuwa said proudly: "This is what will happen if you offend me."

"Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean I can't teach you a lesson."

With that said, Nuwa pulled Ming Xiaoyang up and walked towards her palace.

After attaining enlightenment, almost all the saints opened a dojo thirty-three days away. But unlike Nuwa, the other five saints all had their own things to do in the wilderness.

After the establishment of the sect, the five saints did not have enough time to take care of their disciples. Only Nuwa did not establish the sect.

Anyway, she is the Holy Mother of the human race, no matter who it is, they must give her some face.

In addition, it is not a secret that the human race will replace the demon race and the shaman race and become the protagonists of the world. The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh. Nuwa was unwilling to help the humans deal with the monsters, nor did she want to stand with the monsters and oppress her children.

Unless necessary, Nuwa mostly stayed away from the thirty-three days to practice Taoism and meditate.

Although these days are leisurely, it will inevitably become a bit boring if it continues like this.

Fortunately, a guy who offended her now came to her door. Wouldn't it be too rude if she didn't treat him well?

Thinking like this, Nuwa looked at Ming Xiaoyang and her eyes became more and more strange.

"You...what else do you want to do?" Ming Xiaoyang shouted with fury all over his body as Nuwa looked at her with such eyes.

"You will know soon." Nuwa said with a faint smile.

The speed of the saint's footsteps far exceeded other people's imagination. No one knows how vast this outer chaos is.

But within less than a cup of tea, Nuwa dragged Ming Xiaoyang to her palace.

Several maids guarding the outside of the palace saw their mother-in-law returning from a distance. They quickly prostrated themselves and said in unison:
  "Greetings to the empress."

"Get up!" Nuwa waved her hand casually, and the invisible force helped these servants to their feet.

"Go and get me some stalactites."

"Yes, ma'am."

A pretty palace maid with picturesque features agreed smartly, turned around and ran towards the back.

creak!

There was no breeze from the closed palace door, and the two doors were opened wide, as if the most obedient servant was welcoming his master back.

Nuwa held Ming Xiaoyang's shoulders and walked into the hall.

Only then did the maids notice that their mother-in-law was holding a miserable man in white with a dog's face painted on his face.

They secretly exchanged glances and even cast sympathetic glances at Ming Xiaoyang.

I don’t know how this person offended his mother-in-law and was tortured like this by his mother-in-law!
  (End of this chapter)