Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 41 Only the strength that is controlled by oneself is the strength

"It's all fake! It's all an illusion!"

Nuwa's beautiful face was full of deep tiredness, and there was endless unwillingness in her eyes.

What is the meaning of this saint who has cultivated with the help of primordial purple energy.

Nu Wa became deeply suspicious in her heart.

She wants power, she wants power, power that is truly in her hands.

If she had the power in her own hands, she still used to be so afraid of Daozu, she could only watch helplessly as her brother was pulled out of his soul by Di Xin.

"what!"

Suddenly, a hoarse roar of pain spread throughout the ancient starry sky and echoed in the prehistoric world.

Nuwa's body trembled, and she quickly turned her eyes to the ancient starry sky.

"From today onwards, Human Emperor Fuxi will no longer be a demon!"

Di Xin's expression was indifferent, his eyes were like golden torches, and with a powerful move of his big hand, Fuxi's entire primordial spirit was pulled out of his body by him.

Without the blessing of Yuanshen, Fuxi's body quickly returned to the original appearance of a normal person.

An old man, with his eyes closed, has no vitality in his body, but the benevolent look on his face, as if he can dedicate everything to the human race, makes people unforgettable at a glance.

And this is the true ancestor of the human race, Human Emperor Fuxi.

Instead of the so-called Fuxi named after the sky.

The human race is the protagonist of the prehistoric world, so why is it necessary to name the emperor after 'Heaven'.

"Di Xin, I will never die with you!"

Fuxi Yuanshen roared crazily in Di Xin's palm, his eyes were black, as if crazy.

But without the blessing of the human emperor Fuxi's body, without the luck and the merits of the human emperor, he is just the demon emperor and the primordial spirit, and he has fallen to the position of a human. How can he escape the control of Di Xin with only the primordial spirit.

"Never die!"

Di Xin's face was indifferent but majestic, and he laughed lowly: "Gu will not kill you."

After finishing speaking, he flipped his hands and compressed Fuxi's huge soul into the size of a fist and threw it into the Kyushu cauldron to suppress it.

With the mighty power of the Kyushu cauldron, even if Hongjun came, he would not be able to take out Fuxi's primordial spirit, unless he dared to smash the nine treasures of acquired merit and virtue, and be backlashed by the majestic merit and luck.

The only one who can take it out is him.

In a sense, if Di Xin didn't take out Fuxi's primordial spirit, Fuxi would already be dead, a permanent social death.

The great powers of the heavens fell into silence completely. With their wisdom and insight, how could they fail to understand the viciousness of Di Xin's move.

"Di Xin!"

Seeing this scene, Nuwa was completely dumbfounded and fell into silence.

If Di Xin smashes Fuxi's primordial spirit directly, kill him.With the strength of her saint, she can still collect a trace of Fuxi's primordial spirit, and there may be a chance to revive her brother in future generations.

Ke Dixin put the complete Fuxi Yuanshen into the Kyushu tripod.

With the mighty power of Kyushu Ding, it is impossible for her to break through.

Perhaps, in the prehistoric world, only Hongjun can break the Kyushu tripod.

But Hongjun, is it possible to smash the human treasure of the protagonist of the prehistoric world?
Even if Di Xin is killed, this is impossible.

Therefore, without Di Xin's assistance, Fuxi would have died completely.

"Di Xin's actions are forcing Nuwa to beg him." Zhu Tian Da Neng murmured in his heart, and couldn't help shivering, feeling terrified of Di Xin's scheming.

In this life-and-death battle, Di Xin was still calculating.

"Nuwa, I'll wait for you to come to me."

In the ancient starry sky, Di Xin muttered to himself indifferently, and instantly disappeared into the ancient starry sky with Fuxi Renhuang's body.

He didn't mean to hide this sentence at all, it seemed as if he lowered his voice, and with the strength of the mighty gods, he could naturally hear it.

Suddenly, Zhu Tian Da Neng only felt hairy in his heart.

Di Xin, these words are meant for all the saints to hear, and they want to disintegrate the situation where they join forces to target the human race.

Fuxi Yuanshen fell into his hands, he could have pretended not to know anything, and waited for Nuwa to come to him in private.

But this sentence put the matter on the table and told everyone openly.

That's right, I sealed Fuxi Yuanshen just to wait for Nuwa to come to me.

At this time, the Nuwa Alliance and the Jiejiao Alliance are aggressively attacking the Shang Dynasty.With the assistance of Jiejiao and Yaozu behind the scenes, the human race that has just started to rise, how can it resist, was defeated by the two major alliances.

Moreover, who doesn't know that standing behind the scenes of the two major alliances is the Six Saints.

In Zixiao Palace, Yuan Yuan, Lao Tzu, and Zhun Ti quickly cast their eyes on Nu Wa, with extremely complicated emotions, coldness, suspicion and so on.

After all, they all saw the brother-sister affection that Nuwa showed to Fuxi earlier.

It was only under the persecution of them and Hongjun, and there were other ways to save Fuxi, that they suppressed her.

Now there is only one way for Fuxi, how will Nuwa choose.

"Nuwa, the army presses into Chaoge to force Dixin to release Fuxi." At this moment, Hongjun who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes, and his voice was cold and heartless.

"Don't forget, Di Xin, you have just abolished your position as the Holy Mother, and you will soon fall from the position of Holy Mother."

Nuwa's expression was extremely pale, and she naturally understood what the saints and Hongjun meant.Isn't it because she is afraid that she and Di Xin will reach a deal in private and cause trouble for them?

After all, none of them wanted to see a rising human race.

Nuwa stumbled out of Zixiao Palace and returned to Nuwa Palace, overlooking the sea of ​​chaos, eyes full of powerlessness and humiliation.

There are two choices before her.

One, obey the words of the Taoist ancestor, not go to see Emperor Xin, start a war with the Shang Dynasty, destroy the Shang Dynasty, and keep the holy throne.

In this way, Fuxi will never be able to get out of the Kyushu tripod.

After all, after killing Di Xin, if he wants to control the Great Cauldron of Kyushu, the birth of a new emperor is necessary.

But once Di Xin died, the saints and cultivators would not allow the human race to continue to exist, and would tolerate the rebirth of a powerful human emperor to oppose them.

Second, go to Di Xin to negotiate and ask him to release Fuxi, but it is unknown what conditions Di Xin will put forward.

It is conceivable that it must be extremely harsh.

"What's the point of being a saint for this purpose?"

Nuwa's eyes were powerless, looking down at the boundless chaos outside the dojo, she only felt that her whole body was extremely weak.

Prove the holy position with the help of the majestic purple energy.

But this holy seat, it seems, is not as good as she imagined.

In the catastrophe of the Lich, she can't save the Yaozu, and she can't save Fuxi.

In the great catastrophe of Conferred God, she could only watch helplessly as the human race she created by herself abolished her position as the Holy Mother, scolded her, and the saint's strength obtained with the help of the human race continued to pass away.

And all of this is because Hongjun gave this holy position, and she cannot disobey Hongjun's order.

"I don't want to be this saint anymore."

Nuwa muttered to herself, and the appearance of Tongtian when he walked out of the Zixiao Palace appeared in his mind, unrestrained, unrestrained, how chic.

So what about being an enemy of the saints, what about being an enemy of Hongjun, and what about falling from the holy throne.

She still has a huge monster clan in her hands, and the monster clan is lucky. Do Hongjun and the saints dare to kill her? At most, they are plotting against her.

"Brother, wait for me, I will save you now, wait for me."

Nu Wa kept muttering to herself, and the gaze in her eyes became firmer.Stepping out of the chaos, looking at the dojo he opened up when he became a saint, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chaos opened up a dojo, high above the Nine Heavens, not as chic as the world imagined.

"Saint Dojo."

Nuwa sneered: "From now on, this deity will open up a dojo with his own strength, instead of relying on external power, and become holy with the primordial purple energy."

"The majestic purple energy, the foundation of holiness, is really ridiculous."

Nuwa waved her hand abruptly, and the dojo shattered suddenly, was submerged by the chaotic energy, completely dissipated in the chaos, and then turned and flew towards the prehistoric.

　Recommend this book by an old author (The Villain's Counterattack: I Assassinate the Female Lead Every Day)

　　


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