As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, a strange force was emitted from her hands, and I and others were very familiar with it.

This is the power of the way of heaven, they have felt it in Hongjun.

"Is this a saint?"

I murmured.

At that time, Daluo Jinxian felt that Hongjun's aura was extremely vast. Now that he is in the late stage of the quasi-saint, Nuwa's aura still makes me unable to resist.

All ants are under the saints, and the Daluo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint are the same.

In the chaos, the power of the heavenly way passed by, and a crack suddenly appeared in the space. This is a chaotic space, not a prehistoric space. The peak of the quasi-saint cannot break the space in the chaos.

Based on this space crack, it began to expand continuously. Although it was magnificent in the eyes of Laozi and others, it was not as good as Pangu’s original opening of the sky.

It seems that he thought the power of the Heavenly Way was opened too slowly. Nuwa sacrificed the Red Hydrangea, which has become a merit spiritual treasure, and its power has greatly increased.

Only at this moment can Nuwa truly exert the power of the Red Hydrangea. Nuwa throws it out and hits it in the already opened space, and the space suddenly expands a lot.

Disciples such as Laozi and others of Hongjun are now a good opportunity to feel the power of the heavenly way. They close their eyes and scatter their divine thoughts, spreading throughout this space.

Of course, Nuwa knew their thoughts and could avoid divine thoughts to avoid invisible destruction and seriously injured.

However, Kunpeng Di Jun and others could only watch the fun. They practiced the laws of the great way, which was not the same as the same way.

However, I still have a serious understanding. The so-called "subtle and analogy" is especially true for Taiyi. The opportunity for the last breakthrough was interrupted by Nuwa, and it is fake to say that I am not angry.

It's just this time that I took this opportunity to carefully understand and strive to find a breakthrough opportunity again.

The powerful cultivators in the prehistoric world are completely watching the fun. The place closest to Nuwa was occupied by me and others, so they could only stay behind.

There are indeed not many casual cultivators with high talent. When they are far away, they can only feel the power of a saint, but they cannot understand the actual things.

Space gradually forms a small world, which is also the limit that Nuwa can open up.

Nuwa's map of mountains, rivers and country above her head, stepped into the world in one step, aroused magic power, and began to support the space. Just like Pangu, but the size of the small world, Nuwa was not under such great pressure.

With the blessing of two top-quality innate spiritual treasures, the space finally stabilized, and Nuwa followed the situation to control her divine thoughts and began to refine a palace. As a temple, there could not be only one space.

This space is said to be a small world, but in fact it can only be considered a blessed land and cave, because there are no creatures.

The only criterion for being called the world is that there are living creatures. Even if Nuwa is proficient in the way of creation, she cannot nurture creatures in the newly opened world.

Another way is to imitate Pangu, transform into all things, and nourish the world with one's own cultivation.

How could Nuwa be like this? Being a saint is not to open up the world, but as a temple, there is no need to work so hard.

Nuwa cannot leave this space for at least a thousand years now, otherwise the space will return to chaos.

There is a multidimensional space in chaos. The opened world is under pressure from all directions. The new world has no support and must be maintained by the ontology.

“Photo!”

Nuwa shouted loudly, and her jade arms extended to the direction of the prehistoric world, but she wanted to extract the spiritual veins.

With the spiritual veins, this world can be maintained independently, otherwise Nuwa will need to be supported by it.

In the middle of the prehistoric world, in a ancestral vein of Lingshan, a man was practicing in seclusion. Even if Nuwa opened up a space, she did not have the intention to get out of seclusion.

Suddenly an irresistible force attacked, and it was interrupted during practice. The Taoist spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and quickly flew out to stay away from his temple.

However, the Taoist temple, which originally belonged to Taoists, was uprooted and flew out of the sky, heading straight for the earthly membrane.

"It's too much!"

The Taoist cursed in his heart, but did not dare to say it.

After looking closely, the Taoist man was actually the Eastern Prince who had been killed by Taiyi.

On that day, the body of the Dongwanggong exploded, and the evil corpse was also destroyed, and only the good corpse was hidden in the Pure Yang Sword and escaped.

After that, even if the witches are in the ground, the demons are in the sky, the East Prince will not dare to come out. Knowing that the lichs are punished and they are not dead, Taiyi will definitely come to chase and vent their anger.

So the Eastern Prince hid in this Lingshan very low-key and practiced.

Relying on the momentum of the mid-stage quasi-saint, many prehistoric creatures who wanted to make their ancestral veins were scared away. In fact, only by barely entering the quasi-saint's strength, the realm of the soul was not lost, could the person be scared.

After all, the clone of the good corpse is not the original deity. Even if it inherits all the memories and insights of the original deity, it still has its innate flaws. Moreover, the innate origin is lost, and the Dongwanggong has not made much progress in seclusion for so many years.

But he barely stabilized his cultivation level in the early stage of the quasi-saint and did not continue to fall. He only had the Pure Yang Sword in his body, which was miserable.

In fact, it was only his fault for being unlucky. Nuwa just grabbed a ancestral vein. Since the prehistoric world has developed to this day, countless ancestral veins have emerged. If one is taken, the impact is not great.

Nuwa believed that all powerful people appeared in chaos, and the Lingshan ancestral veins were basically occupied by powerful people, so they should not accidentally hurt others.

Nuwa's personality would not do anything to kill people and seize treasures. Unfortunately, Prince Dong had not yet recovered his cultivation and suffered another severe injury.

He looked at the place where the ancestral vein flew away with hatred, then staggered away and headed towards the east of the prehistoric world.

I am preparing to go to the Queen Mother of the West. My current state is not suitable for walking alone in the prehistoric world. If I am attracted by a wandering cultivator and kill someone and grab treasure, the King of the East will have no place to cry.

After leaving that day, Queen Mother of the West returned to West Kunlun, saying that it was West Kunlun, not the western part of the prehistoric world, but the western part of the Kunlun Mountains, not far from the Sanqing Taoist temple.

Not to mention the Eastern Prince, he saw that the ancestral vein headed straight to Nuwa and opened up the world and fell into the world.

The ancestral vein has spirits, and it has fallen into the ground and takes root. When it just meets the small world, it will facilitate the integration of the world, and the small world also begins to emit innate spiritual energy.

What is the ancestral vein? It is the ancestor of the spiritual vein. It can continuously produce innate spiritual energy. Where does the innate spiritual energy come from? Of course, it is the transformation of chaotic spiritual energy.

Even in the prehistoric world, it abides by the conservation of energy, and nothing will be produced out of thin air.

Without the fetus of heaven and earth, the ancestral vein can absorb more chaotic spiritual energy. With the innate spiritual energy, the small world begins to stabilize, and Nuwa still needs to continue to support it, but it does not have to be so laborious.

This process seems to take a short time, but in fact it takes three hundred years. It is not that simple to open up a small world, even if it cannot be called the world.

After becoming a saint, Nuwa finally fell into the inferior state. Before becoming a saint, she was only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint. At the same level, Nuwa was defeated by the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Seeing that the world of Xiao Qian was finally stable, I and others couldn't wait to look at Nuwa. This was their real purpose, and those scattered cultivators were just here to gain insight.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, I wonder if I can teach the saints the way?"

I asked quickly.

He still calls fellow Taoist in his words, because he is in order. Even if Nuwa becomes a saint, I am still the eldest brother.

"Boom!"

Nuwa was about to speak, but suddenly heard an explosion, which came from the vast sky inside the earth's membrane.
Chapter completed!