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The sound of dragon roars rang one after another in the sky of Wahuang, nine divine dragons shuttled through the clouds and mist, and the sacred majesty.

The original landed in the Jiulong Agarwood Chaser, and a huge voice sounded: "Go back."

The disciples of the An Sect bowed together and replied, "Yes!"

One by one, they flew and landed next to the Jiulong Agarwood Chaser, and left with the chasing and breaking through the boundary.

Then the Jie Sect and the Western Sect also left one after another, and the entire Wa Palace suddenly became empty.

Ling Zhuzi, who was lying in the ruins, looked up and cried, "Empress, help me!"

The figure disappeared instantly and appeared in the Palace of Wa the next moment.

Nuwa sat high on the cloud bed with elegant and luxurious appearance, with green phoenixes standing on both sides.

Ling Zhuzi struggled to get up from the ground, knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Goddess to Empress, Empress, they bullied me and wanted to kill me, you must avenge me!

Except for my elder brother who killed them all, they did not have a good person. They also wrongly accused me of stealing the cows and stealing the imperial carriage. It was obvious that they hid the cows themselves."

"Who is your elder brother?"

Ling Zhuzi's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "My elder brother is a good person. He can not only appreciate my makeup skills, but also give me merits as a reward. In the end, he risked offending hundreds of saint disciples to save me. He has the grace of knowing and saving my life. From now on, he will be my elder brother."

Nuwa's face looked strange. This silly child still thought Bai Jin was a good person. Forget it, he was so stupid that he was helpless. Find some time to kill him and enlighten him again!

"Fuxi asked to see the Saint Nuwa." A voice came from afar.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Caifeng, take the Spirit Bead down to help him heal his wounds."

Lingzhuzi's eyes showed a touching look, and the Empress still loved me the most.

"Qingluan will whip him a hundred times after he gets done."

The expression of the Spirit Bead is solidified, one...one hundred whips?

Caifeng Qingluan replied in unison: "Yes!"

Ling Zhuzi's eyes suddenly widened and screamed miserably: "Miss, don't want it! Mama, I'm wrong, I will never dare to do it again. Mama, don't hit me!"

Qingluan floated down, picked up the back of the spiritual beads, and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't worry! Sister will love you very much."

"Ah~ I'm not alive anymore." Ling Zhuzi let out a miserable scream.

Qingluan carried the spirit beads and floated away from the Wa Palace with Caifeng. Her miserable screams came from afar.

A figure walked into the palace of Wa. It was the gentle and elegant god Fuxi. The palace of Wa closed with a loud bang, isolating the screams outside.

Fuxi bowed and said, "I have met a saint."

Nuwa said helplessly: "Brother, I have said it a long time ago, there is no need for these false gifts."

Fuxi stood up straight, chuckled and said, "Before the saint, the courtesy must not be abandoned, even if I am your brother."

Nuwa also bowed and said, "I've seen my brother!"

Fuxi moved away from his body and received only half a courtesy.

Nuwa stood up and asked, "Brother, is there any important thing to come back now?"

"Nine of the ten little golden crows fell, and one of them was saved by the Demon King, and failed to do its best."

Nuwa nodded and said, "I already know that since the Taoist ancestors merged with Taoism, there is no way for heaven to go, everything has a glimmer of hope, and the golden crow should have been like this."

Fuxi hesitated and said, "Kunpeng discovered what I did. He provided a cover for me, and I promised to save his life."

Nuwa pondered for a moment, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Kunpeng has great luck. I'm sorry to tell my brother to tell Kunpeng that the battle of the Lich begins, so he can take the opportunity to kill a demon god in the main formation."

The main array demon god? Fuxi's pupils shrank and he hurriedly said, "Without a main array demon god, wouldn't the Zhoutian Star Dou array be broken? Without the Zhoutian Star Dou array, how could the demon clan compete with the Dutian God Evil Array of the Witch Clan?!"

Nuwa's eyes passed through endless time and space, staring at the vast prehistoric world, and said with emotion: "I have a feeling that the gods and evil spirits in the sky have no chance to appear in the world."

Fuxi's face changed. The gods and evil spirits of the heavens will not appear. What will happen to the prehistoric world? Could it be that the ancestor witch will fall?! Is this also my sister's plan?

Fuxi couldn't help asking: "Sister, now the prince of Jin Crow has fallen to nine, and the Lich is about to start a war. Can you tell me what you are planning?"

Nuwa shook her head and said, "Please forgive me, brother, I can't speak for the time being."

"Well~ Just have a clear idea in your heart. What else can I help you?"

"There is already a hatred between the lichs, but it is not enough. If there is no certainty of winning, they will not easily start the final battle, and they are still short of the last push.

Brother, after the next Lich conflict, you tell Di Jun Taiyi that the human race contains holy blood. As long as the human race is slaughtered and refined blood, the holy blood can be extracted and weapons that break the body of the ancestor witch."

"What?" Fuxi screamed suddenly and said quickly: "Sister, no, absolutely not! The human race is related to your luck. If you tell the demon race these, the human race will be slaughtered, which is of no use to you."

"I have my own plans. You just need to tell them. By the way, tell them that the human race was originally created as food for the demon race."

Fuxi stared at Nuwa with wide eyes, his mind was shocked. Before becoming a saint, his sister was virtuous and kind, and he never thought that his sister would say such heartless words now, which was to kill all the human race!

Fuxi said incredibly: "Sister, the human race regards you as the Holy Mother. They respect you, believe in you, recognize you as the mother, and recognize you as the heaven. Do you know that the human race may be destroyed by the demon race in your words."

Nuwa said calmly: "I have my own arrangements!"

Fuxi shook his head, took two steps back, and said in great disappointment: "Does he really take the sage after becoming a saint? He regards billions of creatures as nothing? Even the children he created can slaughter them at will?!"

"Brother..."

"Don't call me elder brother, you are the supreme saint. I can't afford to be your elder brother. I am just a chess piece under your command."

Fuxi shook his head and said in a loss: "The saints are all ants, how can I be an exception?!

Haha~ Even the children who have achieved enlightenment can sacrifice at will, saints, saints!"

Nuwa sighed inwardly and said sincerely: "Brother, please help me again. Some things can be done but not said."

"I naturally dare not disobey the saint's destiny!! But if you think about the consequences of doing this, when your children are wailing everywhere, will your holy heart not be touched at all?" Fuxi shook his sleeves and walked out of the Wa Palace and disappeared instantly.

Qingluan and Caifeng walked in carefully from outside.

Qingluan whispered: "Empress, Master Fuxi has left, and he seems very angry."

"He will understand after the matter is done." Nuwa sighed and said solemnly: "Qingluan, Caifeng, you go build an altar."

Qingluan and Caifeng looked at each other, with a look of doubt in their eyes. The altar? The empress is a saint, who else should she worship?

Nuwa stretched out her hand, and an image suddenly appeared in their minds. A magnificent altar stood in the void. The altar was three thousand layers high, and each layer was inlaid with a crystal rune, majestic and grand, and unparalleled.
Chapter completed!