Hong Huang commented: The saints are about to be driven crazy by me

Inside Buzhou Mountain, Fengqi Mountain Dojo.

Nuwa and Fuxi withdrew their thoughts, looked at each other, and were silent for a long time.

The great battle between the two Lich clans reminded them of the words of that mysterious voice, and the demon court may be destroyed in the future.

In this battle, even Dao Zu Hongjun was shocked, and the two were convinced of this prophecy.

Nuwa Feng’s eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice:

“Brother, now that the flood situation is chaotic, I want to find the way to sanctification as soon as possible, so as to have the power to protect myself in the chaotic times.”

The ancestral land of the Wu Clan is in Buzhou Mountain, which makes Nuwa feel very insecure, especially if she can’t sense the opportunity to become holy.

If you are not sanctified, you will eventually become an ant!

The fate of the Styx and Kunpeng is the best example.

“Little sister…”

Fuxi originally wanted to say something, he didn’t want Nuwa to be too risky, but he chose to respect Nuwa’s choice in the end.

However, in order to ensure Nuwa’s safety, he still tried his best to make a trigram for Nuwa, and the trigram showed that Nuwa had a chance to fall to the east and had a relationship with water.

Nuwa no longer hesitated, said goodbye to Fuxi, and embarked on the road of seeking the path alone.

A hundred years later, Nuwa came to the coast of the East China Sea.

She was down-to-earth all the way, from Buzhou Mountain to the coast of the East China Sea, and what she saw and heard along the way gave birth to a sense of enlightenment in her heart.

Since the end of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin Tri-Clan War, almost one in ten lives has survived, and countless creatures have died in that battle.

After millions of years of recuperation, now there is a return to war, and the future of floods and famines is likely to be cut off and reduced to death.

Feeling that the flood and desolation had been in chaos for a long time, and thousands of miles of life and desolation, an idea popped up in her heart.

“Flood famine, lack of a wise race.”

“Do not fight with the outside, do not fight with the inside, just to calm the flood and desolation.”

The road ahead suddenly opened up, and Nuwa said softly:

“I’m going to create a new race!”

However, as soon as her words fell, a teasing voice suddenly sounded in her heart.

[It’s a pity, it’s a pity, the idea is very beautiful, but the reality is cruel! ] 】

[Do you really think this is the right choice?] 】

Hearing this, Nuwa suddenly lost her face and exclaimed:

“It’s you?!!”

As soon as the words fell, Nuwa realized that she had gaffed, and quickly apologized:

“I’m sorry, senior, I… I just…”

However, before Nuwa finished speaking, she heard a mysterious voice sound again.

[In this chaotic world, create a new race, do you think they have the ability to survive?] 】

[What’s more, are you sure that the created race will not fall victim to the catastrophe?] 】

[Lich calamity, Terrans killed! ] 】

[Turning into blood and food, soul returning to slaughter, many disasters and difficulties! ] 】

Nuwa: “Terrans?!!! ”

Hearing the mysterious voice talking about the Terrans, Nuwa’s face suddenly changed, because this was the name she had chosen for the new race.

The mysterious voice can spy on the heart, which Nuwa has known for a long time, but what does the other party’s later paragraph mean?

The Lich is calamitous, and the fate of the Terrans is bad?!

The body is reduced to blood food, and the soul is returned to the witch slaughter?!!

Is this something that will happen later, but a future foretold by mysterious voices?

What happened in the future, and why did the Terrans end up here?

And as a creator, why didn’t she help in times of crisis?

Countless questions sprang up in her heart, but Nuwa had no clue and could only pin her hopes on that mysterious voice.

Taking a deep breath to calm her mood, Nuwa begged:

“I also ask the seniors for guidance!”

However, after waiting for a long time, the mysterious voice seemed to disappear.

Just when Nuwa was anxious in her heart, a miserable picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was a tribe of millions of people, and its appearance was no different from the Terrans she had in mind.

As if guessing something, Nuwa’s expression suddenly became solemn.

Sure enough, the next moment something changed suddenly.

I saw that in that picture, the sky above the tribe suddenly darkened, and a golden-winged peng that covered the sky descended from the sky.

The wings shook, and the wind rose.

Hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out by the hurricane into a blood mist, and all of them, along with their souls, were sucked into a blood-red bead.

There were hundreds of millions of unjust souls wailing in that bead, and even praying for the name of her Nuwa.

At the same time, the picture changes abruptly.

The exact same scene, which took place in all corners of the flood wasteland, was all pictures of the Terrans being slaughtered by the strong men of the demon race.

The picture changes again, revealing a scene of the sun star.

I saw that it had become hell, the blood and qi of the Terrans were eaten by the demon race, and the souls were thrown into a pitch-black sword.

Di Jun was calcining the great sword with the Sun God Fire, and hundreds of millions of souls were decomposed into spiritual light, turning into nourishment for the growth of the pitch-black great sword.

“Dijun !!!”

Seeing this, Nuwa was already dumbfounded.

But the next picture made him feel deep despair.

I saw that the hellish scene disappeared, and in its place was the place of a blessed land full of spiritual energy.

It was a majestic palace, quietly coiled above the nine heavens, and the first plaque said ‘Wahuang Palace’ in three big characters.

And inside the palace, Nuwa was sitting with the four of them?

Nuwa could see at a glance that her future self’s face was extremely ugly, obviously coerced by Taiqing and others to lose her freedom.

And this may be the reason why the Terrans died, but she did not come to the rescue in time.

Instantly understanding the cause and effect, Nuwa gritted her teeth and said

“Good, good, good! What a brother and sister of the same family! ”

“Taiqing! Yuanzhi! Lead! Jun Ti! You are really my good brother! ”

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