"Does the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin belong to the Great Emperor Ziwei of Zhongtian North Pole?"
"Although you are subordinate, Emperor Ziwei cannot forcefully give you orders."
"If I become the Great Emperor of Fengdu, will these witch clans be under my control?"
"As long as you become the Great Emperor of Fengdu, except for me, everything in the underworld will be under your control, including these witch clans."
When Di Xin heard this, his eyes were a little moved. This divine position was regarded as a very important one even in the list of gods.
Empress Pingxin should be aware of this move and make plans in advance.
Just as Di Xin was about to agree, a ray of light suddenly came down, directly interrupting what he was about to say.
A colorful phoenix descended from the sky, and on top of Luan Jia behind the colorful phoenix was none other than the mother of the human race, Saint Nuwa of the Wo Palace.
The saint came to the underworld in person, and the entire underworld suddenly became brighter. After being illuminated by this glow, a large number of human souls thanked the name of the saint Nuwa, and then directly turned into a rainbow and flew towards the six paths of reincarnation.
Empress Pingxin, who had always been as calm as water, snorted coldly.
Suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, and the turbid air in the entire underworld directly competed with the brilliance of the saint.
The witch clan from ancient times holds their own magic weapons and uses their unyielding will to fight against the saint's colorful clouds.
Saint Nuwa snorted coldly, and a large number of shamans were crushed by the colorful clouds, as if they had never been here before.
Empress Pingxin waved her hand, sensing the turbid energy, and the witch clan was reborn in the turbid gas, and these witch clan became even more agitated and irritable.
He looked up to the sky and roared, seeming to express his dissatisfaction.
The colorful clouds of Saint Nuwa and the turbid aura of Empress Pingxin collided several times in the sky, and they were evenly matched.
"Sister Pingxin is really good at it."
"Sage Nuwa is wrongly praised. Pingxin is just a canary that cannot escape from the cage. It is not worthy of praise from the saint."
The two goddesses were tit for tat and did not take Di Xin into consideration at this time, but Di Xin also knew that he had offended the saint Nuwa.
Only then did the Three Demons, Cholera and the Shang Dynasty appear. Now that they have met their true master, and Emperor Xin is the body of a soul, how can he not be afraid?
"I wonder what the sage Nuwa means when she comes to my place."
"It's not for him!"
Saint Nuwa turned her head and glanced at Di Xin. This look almost made Di Xin's soul unstable.
The hatred in his eyes was very obvious, and he even wanted to eat him.
Emperor Xin was a little embarrassed, so he went forward and bowed down, saying, "Zi Shou pays homage to the saint Nuwa and wishes the saint eternal youth and eternal beauty."
Although Di Xin said so, he was very close to Empress Pingxin, and he was afraid that the saint Nuwa would rise up and make him lose his soul.
Offending a woman is a stupid thing, and offending a beautiful woman, especially a saint-level beauty, is even more stupid.
"I'm not trying to get back King Changle. Why, you're scared when you see me. This is not like the behavior of a human king."
Saint Nuwa looked at Di Xin angrily, and one can imagine the anger in her eyes.
"Uh, Gu... No, I am not praising the beauty of Empress Nuwa. It is the kind of pure appreciation... the poem reflects..."
Just as Di Xin was about to continue analyzing the poem, a streak of colorful clouds struck down like a long whip.
The power of merit above Di Xin's head directly hit the long whip, as if being struck by lightning, and his soul seemed to be scattered by the glow.
Fortunately, Empress Pingxin was on the side, and her merit flashed, and she poured it in directly.
[Accept the help of Empress Pingxin and gain 5000 merits.]
[Consume 5,000 merits, re-integrate the soul, obtain special achievements, and recast the soul.]
[Recasting the soul: After the soul is broken, the soul is reshaped with a lot of merit. It is born with a trace of spirituality. If the body dies, it can directly become a ghost and immortal. It is also a prerequisite for some powerful magical powers. 】
Although he received such a powerful achievement attribute, Di Xin was afraid and hid behind Empress Pingxin, never daring to come out to see Empress Nuwa again.
Just now, I almost had my soul dispersed by the saint, and I was scared to death.
"Sage Nuwa has passed. He is the Great Emperor of Fengdu."
"Emperor Fengdu? Delusion. This human king has offended me and must be taken to Snail Emperor Heaven by me."
"Don't even think about it!"
Saint Nuwa obviously came back to snatch the soul of the human king Di Xin, but for some reason, Empress Pingxin not only saved Di Xin, but also wanted him to become the Great Emperor of Fengdu.
Saint Nuwa was originally at odds with Empress Pingxin. Although Empress Pingxin was not a saint, in the underworld, she existed like a meritorious saint.
If the two of them fight, I'm afraid it won't be easy.
Di Xin secretly felt bitter in his heart. This vengeful Saint Nuwa is not easy to deal with. If Empress Pingxin loses, his end will be absolutely miserable.
Just when the two were about to fight, golden light suddenly appeared in Di Xin's soul.
And this golden light seemed to guide him to return to the sun. Di Xin was startled, but when this golden light shone on his soul, he felt very comfortable and couldn't help but want to follow this golden light.
"Humph, now that you're here, do you still want to leave?"
When Saint Nuwa saw this golden light, she immediately became angry.
Empress Pingxin looked displeased. It was obvious that this golden light was something she was very afraid of.
"Junior sister, this human king is related to the success or failure of becoming a god. There is no room for mistakes. I hope you can forgive me, junior sister."
A thick male voice came, with such an unmistakable tone that even Saint Nuwa had to listen.
"Since it was Senior Brother Yuan who said it, let's forget it this time."
But throughout the whole process, the male voice paid no attention to Empress Pingxin, as if Empress Pingxin was like air.
This suddenly aroused the anger of Empress Ping Xin. She only heard her say, "Brother Yuan, please let it go. The person I want to protect cannot allow others to interfere with it."
As soon as Empress Pingxin finished speaking, a thick Yuqing Divine Thunder struck down.
Empress Pingxin resisted with her turbid energy, but she was quickly defeated and turned into fly ash.
After a while, Empress Pingxin once again gathered her turbid energy, but her face looked extremely ugly at this moment.
"It's ridiculous that a mere remnant of the witch clan dares to talk about becoming a god!"
From the beginning to the end, the male voice looked down on Empress Pingxin, and the saint Nuwa was watching the show from the side. There was nothing that could stop her from making a fool of herself. It was a pleasure.
It was as if the previous unhappiness had been resolved at this moment.
Empress Pingxin snorted coldly, and then let Di Xin leave. Sage Nuwa looked at Di Xin who was wrapped in golden light, and then made some moves with his fingers.
After doing all this, Saint Nuwa left with satisfaction.
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"The king is awake, the king is awake."
In his confusion, Emperor Xin heard Concubine Huang's voice, Queen Jiang's crying voice, and even the childish voice of Yin Jiao Yin Hong.
When Di Xin opened his eyes again, he saw a circle of people feeding around him.
Not far away, two Taoists looked at the human king in front of them with smiles.
"Your Majesty, if it weren't for the golden elixir of the two immortals this time, I'm afraid..."
"Thank you two immortals for saving my life. I didn't know the two immortals..."
Di Xin was tremblingly helped up and looked at the two immortals with great respect.