"Of course, there is no dead scum left!"

What Zhaoming said is the truth. Xing Chong was completely sucked by Shura, so naturally he did not even leave any scum. But in everyone's eyes, this became a provocation. A person who dared to be so arrogant in front of many ancestor witches was simply a madman.

Many immortal kings felt indescribable fear in their hearts. It was not that the immortal king would not die, but it would never die easily.

The Taoist ancestor Hongjun has been in the way of heaven for 3,600 years, and the witch clan and the immortal clan have been confronting each other for more than three thousand years. Over the years, many minor and serious injuries have been caused, but no immortal king has been killed.

After just a few years, two immortal kings have died at Zhaoming's hands, and two were sealed by him. Although I don't know what the process is, the result is enough to make all immortal kings alert.

Not all immortal kings are as powerful as the King of the East and the Taoist Masters of the Sanqing. They can kill Xing Chong and Mang Shou, and naturally they can kill themselves.

The answer was that even the Prince of Dong frowned. Zhaoming looked calm, as if he had said something insignificant.

He could deny these things, except for Xing Chong's death, and Mang Shou's death could not be concealed. Unless Hongyun Taoist's head was dizzy, this secret would be kept forever.

But he didn't want to or disdain to lie to the witch clan. Since he had done it, he would admit it openly.

However, Di Jiang had already expected that his face would not change, and then said to the Dong Prince: "My two tribes are fighting each other, and he laughed and said that in the end, it is probably not us. This time it is my witch clan, and next time it is your immortal clan."

"Although the poisonous insects are small, they can be fatal. The demon clan is in decline, but they can still give us a death blow at critical moments."

"It is undeniable that the witch clan and the immortal clan will have a winner sooner or later, but I hope it can only be the witch clan and the immortal clan. Not the third race. If you lose to the immortal clan, it is not a lot of unacceptable thing, but if you lose to the demon clan, I will find it difficult to be intimate."

"I am like this, you believe that it is the same. That's why I want to discuss with you the truce of war and destroy the demon clan first."

Saying these words in front of him, Zhaoming's face naturally sank, and after a moment he sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill me here!"

This place is not as good as Sansheng Island. I don’t have anything to protect. The fire escape technique allows him to move forward and retreat freely. With the Chaos Bell, it is definitely not that easy to kill himself.

Di Jiang continued to say to the Eastern Prince as if he hadn't heard it, "The two tribes ceased to fight. In one month, our witch army will enter the heaven to fight against the demon clan. All the immortal clan needs to do is watch on the wall."

The Dong Prince raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I agree, will you believe it?"

Di Jiang smiled slightly: "The King of the East is the king of the Immortals. I naturally believe it. Moreover, this time, only the ancestor witches, and the High Priest is still healing his wounds in Wudao. If you are interested, you can go to Wudao to talk to him about scriptures and Taoism."

"Okay, I promise you!" The East Prince won't say more this time.

"Okay. I'll wait for you!" Zhao Ming also said loudly, looking around the many immortal kings and witches, with a look of fear: "I am only in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, so I have never feared you. Today, let alone the witch clan, what if the immortal clan comes together? Thousands of troops will only fight. I'll wait for you in the seventh heaven."

Shura even shouted loudly: "I want the blood of the great witch and want to die, just come."

Both of them felt great shame and discussed the confrontation of the heavens in front of them. Di Jiang did not take the two seriously at all. The demon clan was declining. So in this way, a raging flame burned in his heart, and it was impossible to kill all the witch clans.

While staring at each other, they suddenly felt the energy of heaven and earth rushing towards Buzhou Mountain like a tide. Everyone withdrew their minds and turned their eyes over.

I saw five-colored mysterious lights rising in the Buzhou Mountains ahead, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five energys converge. In the sky, large areas of celebrating clouds appeared, like a huge lake, gently rolling and sparkling light.

Nuwa has made moves, and everyone no longer hassle. They all flew toward Nuwa's residence.

As soon as I got closer, I felt a few powerful auras coming to my face. After carefully reading it, everyone was shocked.

A four-sided cauldron is rising and falling in the void, swallowing and spitting out the energy of the universe, like the flood of the universe, enveloping all things.

The innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron, predecessor, was the world furnace used by Pangu to refine the entire world, integrating the charm of heaven and earth. Although it has no attack power, it can refine things that others cannot imagine.

Three thousand six hundred years ago, this object was owned by the demon ancestor Luohu. He used this object to set up a world-class formation on the top of Mount Buzhou to lead the dragon and phoenix tribes into it, and then all of them were killed.

It has not appeared for three thousand and six hundred years, but I didn't expect it to appear here at this moment.

On the other side, a pair of ear pots were buzzing and roaring everywhere. This thing was actually the demon-refining pot in the hands of the demon ancestor Luohu.

Two innate treasures held by the Demon Ancestor were now here. What is the relationship between Nuwa and the Demon Ancestor? For a moment, all the Immortal Kings and Witches had countless mysteries in their hearts.

Goodbye, Nuwa, dressed in plain clothes, was covered with layers of soil like stars, circling and dancing. Seven black stones were undulating in the Qiankun Cauldron, and layers of stone chips continued to fall off, revealing the colorful stone heart inside.

The seven stones were refined by the mysterious power in the Qiankun Cauldron, and the stars and soil around Nuwa slowly merged into it like flowing water, and then seeped into the heart of the stone.

At the same time, Nuwa's body emitted strange patterns, intertwined with each other, as if a huge spider web had covered the surroundings.

A strange feeling, whether it is the Demon Refining Pot, the Qiankun Cauldron, or the seven stones and the star soil, they are all connected by the strange patterns, and they are like the internal organs of a person's body, each with its own functions and mutual dependence.

The Aura of Life... After checking the divine consciousness, everyone was even more shocked. Those seven stubborn stones were clearly refined by Nuwa, and they actually had the Aura of Life.

The prince of the East stepped on the flames and flashed. It was already before Nuwa. His eyebrows were raised, like flames, and he asked loudly: "Feng Lixi, what are you doing?"

"Do what I should do!" Nuwa did not stop, continued what was in her hand, and answered simply.

"We are already the gods of heaven and earth, why do you still want to create humans?" asked the Eastern Prince again.

Zhaoming and the witch clan came here not to stop or otherwise, but just wanted to see what the so-called creation of life is. After all, facing Nuwa, who holds the map of mountains, rivers and the country, it would not be effective if they could exhaust all their means.

The Eastern Prince is different. He knows better what the human race means than the leaders of other races. In the last era, the human race was unique, and even if he dealt with the demon race and the witch race at the same time, he would not be at all disadvantages.

Someone once said that the human race had the luck of a great man, so this is the case. In this era, the prosperity of the immortal race may not be related to those luck. Once Feng Lixi creates the so-called human race, who knows whether the luck that the immortal race should have will be divided.

To be fair, he naturally didn't like to see Nuwa do such a thing.

Nuwa looked at him and sighed: "You also know that you are talking about the immortal clan. Since you have abandoned the name of the human clan, I will inherit it."

"A name like that is abandoned, it will be abandoned. What's the use of keeping it?" said the Eastern Prince and Duke disdainfully.

Nuwa shook her head: "You have seen the situation of Kongtong Seal. Without a grateful heart, arrogance and arrogance, the so-called immortal clan has become a real immortal clan and no longer the things that human clans should have. If you forget gratitude and without faith, you will naturally be no longer considered human clans."

“A lot of things are biased and I need to do something to make up for it.”

"What to make up for? Chen Pan destroyed the world and created the world. It's all like this, there is no arrears or no favors. Stop for me!"

The King of Dong shouted: "Can you forget the disaster in the sky? If he hadn't created the Qiongren, his life's origin would be damaged and he would not be as good as other races, how could there be a disaster in the future? Could it be that you would also imitate him?"

Nuwa shook her head: "His ability is time, life is not his strength, but my ability is life. I have what he does not have the ability to do!"

As he spoke, his breath became strong, like a storm hitting the Eight Deserts. Even many immortal kings felt difficult to stand, and everyone's faces changed drastically. Someone said in a dislodged voice: "Emperor!"

At this time, the aura emitted by Nuwa had surpassed the Immortal King, and was so strong that it was indescribable. It seemed to be connected to the entire world. This space was controlled by her, and the entire world could fight for her.

With such strength, he should be the legendary emperor, or even stronger.

"Not the emperor!" The Eastern Prince frowned, as if he could see something, and then continued: "I heard that when I was in Zixiao Palace, the Taoist ancestor said that you could use merit to exchange for the saint's fruit position. Could it be that you have done it!"

"Yes, I have done it!" Nuwa nodded: "I have merits in my body and affect the balance of the heavenly way. It is better to eliminate it early. The saint is coming out to protect the balance of the heaven and earth, which is in line with my wishes. What's wrong?"

It turned out that, everyone thought to themselves that many monks in the past had quit the Bianbao Cliff, and only Nuwa was called away by the Taoist ancestor. I don’t know what to discuss in private, but I think it was the saint’s fruit position.

The so-called saint can use the power of the way of heaven. Taoist ancestor Hongjun once said that his strength is still above the emperor.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little envy in my eyes when I looked at Nuwa.

The Taoist Shangqing and Taoist Zhunti showed joy in the corners of their eyes. They both obtained the Hongmeng purple qi, which is the basis for enlightenment. As the Taoist ancestor said, as long as nothing unexpected happens, they can also obtain the saint's fruit position.

"Feng Lixi, you have to think clearly! Such a thing will definitely affect the balance of heaven and earth. If the Dao Ancestor blames it, the result will be unimaginable! What should you do if you implicate the immortals?"

Seeing that such words were useless, the Dong Prince changed to other statements, intending to make Nuwa give up.

But Nuwa's answer surprised everyone.
Chapter completed!