"Boy, do you really think that I won't dare to kill you because of the national destiny on your head? At most, it's just a waste of some merit!"
The merits on Saint Nuwa's head suddenly shone brightly, and the entire human race in the camp became blind. Even Wen Zhong, in front of this merit, closed his eyes and resisted with all his strength, so that he could not lose his soul.
hold head high!!
The Suzaku flew out from Di Xin's head, mixed with a lot of luck, and kept hovering in the sky, even if the hovering range was only a small area above Di Xin's head.
The sixth-grade world-destroying black lotus raised by Emperor Xin also emits mysterious light to protect Emperor Xin's safety.
The three flowers gathered on the top of Di Xin's forehead were faintly integrated with the crown of Zhongxing, and showed a dark and yellow aura, with a hint of purple in the dark yellow.
"suspect?"
Saint Nuwa knew very well what that purple meaning was, but she still couldn't confirm it, so she immediately wanted to test it.
Then he smiled softly, with a warm look on his face, and said, "Are you going to take action against the saint?"
The auspicious aura above Saint Nuwa's head suddenly became extremely manic, but on the surface, it was like a breeze and floating clouds, directly suppressing it.
The Suzaku on Di Xin's head was the first to come into contact with it. The Suzaku possessed the power of the stars of the seven constellations in the south, but under the pressure that seemed like floating clouds, it was directly vaporized before it could communicate with the stars.
Then, cracks kept appearing on the protective shield worn by the sixth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. It only held up for a moment before it was crushed and exploded.
"Haha, if the Twelve World-Destroying Black Lotuses were perfect, they might really be able to protect you, but it's a pity that a magic weapon of this level is like a chicken or a dog in front of a saint."
Saint Nuwa laughed and didn't even look at the broken World-Destroying Black Lotus.
The three floating flowers on Emperor Xin's crown, in conjunction with Emperor Xin's national destiny, temporarily resisted this "auspicious aura" like a tide.
[Consumption of national fortune 100,000...]
The crown of ZTE on Emperor Xin's forehead, with the blessing of the national destiny, actually formed a big tree. This big tree resisted huge pressure. Although the big tree swayed, it did resist...
"Not enough!"
Sage Nuwa changed her mind, and the "auspicious energy" increased exponentially. Within a short time, cracks appeared on Zhongxing's crown, and there were more and more cracks.
Stack!!!
Di Xin uttered a word, and suddenly a cloud seal divine inscription was directly blessed on the crown of Zhongxing. Suddenly, the big tree's Dharma sign actually resisted for a moment.
"Yunzhuan script? You know quite a lot about it."
Saint Nuwa's tone was full of contempt, and that was exactly what happened. As he spoke, his auspicious energy doubled and directly overwhelmed the Yunzhuan script.
"By the fate of Ziweixing, Ziwei!!! Divine punishment!!!"
Di Xin spat out a few words with difficulty, and Xuanji Yuheng suddenly appeared, flashing with the power of the stars. This power of the stars actually communicated with the power of the Ziwei star in the Ziwei Palace in the heaven.
The purple star's light exploded, and it immediately attracted the power of thunder from the stars, directly hitting the auspicious aura. The auspicious aura was attacked from both sides, and Di Xin's pressure dropped sharply.
"My lord, give me the sword!"
Taking advantage of the sudden reduction in pressure, Ji Li pointed the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand directly at Di Xin.
After Di Xin got the Xuanyuan Sword, the blood-red fluorescence on the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly glowed.
Third level of blood refining! Cut!!!
The Xuanyuan Sword, blessed by the luck of the human race, directly swung out the sword light. There was a shadow of human labor on the sword light, which was obviously the treasure of the human race's luck.
The auspicious energy was immediately cut in half by the sword light, and the constellations of thunder swept away the remaining auspicious energy.
The pressure suddenly disappeared, and Di Xin actually withstood a blow from Saint Nuwa in the first round.
Not only Saint Nuwa was surprised, but also Wen Zhong's eyes showed surprise.
From then on, Wen Zhong could say to the outside world that he was a man who could withstand the saint's blow.
Although this saint is only the lowest meritorious saint among the saints, he is also
In the prehistoric times, they were among the best.
What the saint cares about most is his reputation, and Di Xin's actions have obviously offended the saint's majesty.
Saint Nuwa's face was slightly angry. When the saint was angry, his corpse floated thousands of miles away. The entire camp was suddenly affected by this powerful pressure. Countless soldiers were immediately pressed to the ground. Even Shen Gongbao was pressed to his knees.
Only Wen Zhong, who has three flowers gathered at the top and five qi heading toward the Yuan realm, can save him from losing face. However, his face turned red, and he was obviously struggling to hold on.
Saint Nuwa turned over her hand, and a magic weapon like an hydrangea suddenly appeared. This thing was hovering in the hand of Saint Nuwa. On top of the hydrangea, there were necklaces hanging with pearls and jingle bells, an indescribable light that intimidated the surrounding people.
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"Red Hydrangea!!"
Di Xin's face was slightly angry. The saint was obviously shocked and killed him. Di Xin immediately took something out of his arms.
"This thing is my magic weapon, the red hydrangea. What if you kowtow now and admit your mistake, and agree to my conditions, and I will let things go?"
Saint Nuwa's words were like words from heaven, which made Di Xin's ears hurt. However, Di Xin still resisted the words and asked questions.
"Gu is the master of the human race. Gu still says the same thing. The saint should say these words to Yuan Futong, not Gu."
Di Xin's stubborn attitude immediately made Saint Nuwa angry, and the red hydrangea suddenly came over.
This red hydrangea is a famous innate spiritual treasure of the highest quality, and it is also a sacred weapon of merit. It was originally the possession of the Taoist ancestors, but later the saint Nuwa obtained it from Fenbao Cliff. Even the saint Hunyuan can injure it.
At that moment, the red hydrangea was so far away that it was only within his attack range. The pink aura locked Di Xin firmly. No matter how Di Xin tried to escape, he could not even think about it under this attack.
escape.
Saint Nuwa was betting that if Di Xin's purple light did not appear, he would definitely die here.
However, if Emperor Xin dies, his huge national destiny will definitely backfire on the saint. Although he will not fall, it will be enough for Saint Nuwa to drink a pot.
Di Xin opened his hand, and King Kong Zhuo suddenly appeared in his palm.
This magic weapon was obtained from the secret realm. It is a magic weapon for the end of the world. It is made from the core of the earth. It is indestructible and is comparable to invincible.
This object is full of aura, and every time it rotates, it emits a white light. It is the most powerful magic weapon of Emperor Xin, and it is not easy to use.
But now that things have come to a point, he has no choice but to let him use this magic weapon.
He glanced at the red hydrangea and threw it up. Suddenly, King Kong Zhuo changed back and forth, turning into a white circle, and directly hit the red hydrangea.
"That's..."
Saint Nuwa's face changed. He seemed to recognize this object, but he was wondering how there could be a magic weapon for the Doomsday Tribulation in this world. However, judging from its sacrificial refining method, it was actually the sacrificial refining technique of Saint Taiqing.
Just when Saint Nuwa was surprised, the two innate magic weapons collided with each other, causing a cloud of dust and aura to explode, directly knocking Di Xin away.
Di Xin vomited blood, and the diamond ball returned to his hand, and the red hydrangea also returned to the saint's hand. It was a tie.
"It's because I have low magic power, otherwise I would definitely have taken away the red hydrangea."
The difference in realm was so great that Di Xin was knocked away.