I was shocked and the loud noise coming from the prehistoric world was the way of heaven.

But why did the way of heaven warn? I can’t figure it out, and the most urgent thing is Cunti’s guidance.

Since being stimulated by Nuwa becoming a saint, the two have never had such a desire for the saint.

But Nuwa knew it well and understood what was going on.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

Nuwa raised her thin lips slightly and said slowly.

I originally planned to say bluntly that my saint was equivalent to the gift of the law of heaven for free, and it had a huge disadvantage.

But when I opened my mouth, it seemed as if something was suppressing it, and I couldn't say anything until my mouth was spoken, and then the Heavenly Way warned me.

The special power to suppress Nuwa is Hongmeng purple qi. Hongmeng purple qi is a bridge of heaven and a means to bind saints.

As a last resort, Nuwa had to change the words and sentences.

Yuanshi was still trying to ask questions, but I was stopped by me, and his eyes signaled him not to ask again.

There was a solemn look in Nuwa's eyes, and I could see it clearly.

It must be a major event involving the way of heaven. Since this is the case, it is meaningless to continue asking questions by myself and others.

"Sister Nuwa, can you give me some tips?"

I tried to ask.

This time, Nuwa did not feel the abnormal movement of Hongmeng purple qi, so she knew that this could be said.

"Senior brother can travel to the prehistoric center. You should know the opportunity. The opportunity cannot be obtained by singing the quiet song of Huangting!"

Then the Hongmeng purple Qi reacted again. Nuwa knew that she could not continue talking, so she stopped and stopped talking.

In fact, what Nuwa has already said is very obvious. The opportunity lies in the center of the prehistoric world. As long as I am willing to go, I will definitely discover something.

I don’t know my specific opportunity. I just calculated that the outcome should be above the human race, and the human race is now thriving in the witch territory.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Nuwa!"

I bowed and said.

If I really find an opportunity in the prehistoric center and break through and become a saint, I owe Nuwa a great favor, and the opportunity to become a saint is not bad.

Nuwa was not polite, and she took a gift safely.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, I don't know..."

Yuan Shi was about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Nuwa.

"Second Brother, you are like the eldest brother,"

Then he looked at Jie Yin Zhunti, and saw that they wanted to speak but stopped, and said directly without waiting for their questions.

"Do you remember what Master said when he accepted the disciple?"

After saying that, he stopped saying more. After a while, he had already leaked too many secrets.

The Hongmeng purple qi was about to suppress it again, and Nuwa had to stop.

Nuwa is not like Hongjun, who is in harmony with the Tao. Knowing the general trend of the heavenly way, he can only vaguely calculate the roughly, and he does not know how many people become saints.

Nuwa turned around and looked at her world again. After thinking for a moment, three Taoist words flew out from their eyebrows. It was the three words "Huhuangtian" that merged into the world and disappeared.

But it is already in the secret of heaven, which is equivalent to registering a household registration and setting a name.

The palace refined by Nuwa has also been completed, which is no longer comparable to the Time Dao Palace and Hongjun's Zixiao Palace. It is only equivalent to the best acquired spiritual treasure.

It is enough for practice. The time Taoist palace of time is very strong, but it is just a place for cultivation.

The three Taoist essays of "Hu Imperial Palace" appear on the palace gate, which is the name of the palace.

When Di Jun saw it, his eyes lit up. Could it be that Nuwa was not separated from the demon clan? Then why did it before?

As if seeing through what Di Jun thought, Nuwa explained,

"The Emperor of Heaven, the way of heaven is the most vassal, and the saints maintain order!"

In a simple sentence, Di Jun understood what Nuwa meant. Saints could not do whatever they wanted. They had to obey the great trend of heaven and not participate in the struggle.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Nuwa for answering your questions!"

Di Jun replied.

Nuwa did solve Di Jun's doubts. Di Jun believed that if Fuxi was in trouble, Nuwa would definitely help him, and even if he couldn't take action, he would help him secretly.

Taiyi was a little disappointed, but it was true that the opportunity to achieve enlightenment was not so good. If you miss it, you may not be able to meet it in your life.

Then he calmed down his mood, and Taiyi once again strengthened his beliefs. The most taboo thing for practitioners is to shake the heart of Taoism.

Just like the previous demon clan, the strength that was forced to swallow cannot match the heart of Taoism, and the result will eventually fail.

Everyone began to disperse, Nuwa had finished opening the temple, and several people also knew their future results.

He must be like Nuwa, living in chaos and not interfering in the prehistoric world.

Everyone left, and Nuwa continued to maintain the small world. Only after a thousand years could Nuwa get out.

The central part of the prehistoric world, the human territory.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the human population has already reached millions, and the witch tribe is really envious of it.

If the witch clan has this fertility ability, he will not be so passive when fighting with the demon clan. Before, one witch clan often fought against several demon clans.

But what the witch clan did not expect was that the Heavenly Dao was the most powerful man. The number of witch clans was not enough and the quality was high. The minimum cultivation level of the Pangu Palace Blood Pond was the Golden Immortal, and the demon clans were mostly ordinary creatures.

The powerful body of the witch clan restricts childbirth and seems to have no effect on the human race.

Many human races have now tempered their bodies to reach the realm of celestial immortals. The human ancestor not only learned and integrated combat skills, but also broke through to the Daluo Golden Immortal.

This speed makes the witch clan ashamed. The twelve ancestor witches will wonder if it is a mistake to take in the human race themselves. The human race has developed too fast. If they are given a few Yuanhui time, they may become the prehistoric clan.

On a clearing area of ​​the human race, strong winds danced, forming a storm, and sharp winds were like sharp blades, spreading all over the space.

In the sharp wind is the ancestor of the human race, Yu, this is the name Yu gave him. Yu has the meaning of fire, which means to illuminate the flames that illuminate the human race, and this is the case.

I saw Yu holding a long halberd in his hand, waving it was not airtight. The wind blades coming towards him were blocked. Occasionally, one or two pieces of people were scratching their clothes, but only a white mark was left on Yu's body.

Yu's cultivation method is equivalent to physical cultivation, mainly tempering the physical body, using innate qi to control the witch tools, and combining the "martial arts" with the witch clan's combat skills, he can even insist on not worshipping under the great witch Feng Bo.

You should know that Feng Bo is an old witch. Although he did not put in all his strength, it can also show that Yu's progress is powerful.

The strong wind continued to hit. While Yu resisted, he rushed towards Feng Bo, and the distance became closer and closer. When he approached Feng Bo, the pressure was getting stronger and greater.

Yu started to struggle a little, gritted his teeth and continued to push forward, sweat had appeared on his forehead, which was a sign of using all his strength.

"break!"

The long halberd was raised above his head, and he cut down with force to the power of Mount Hua, heading straight to Feng Bo's face. A sensation burst out from the tip of the halberd, and the momentum was unstoppable along the way. The wind blade that broke and attacked was unabashed.

Feng Bo's expression did not change. His right hand slowly stretched out and his five fingers opened, blocking the front of the qi. When the qi hit, his palm trembled slightly, but there was no trace of scar.

Feng Bo's eyes were a little surprised. The power was much greater during the last battle. It's only been ten years.

Then Feng Bo's blood and energy condensed, and he punched it out, turning into a huge fist shadow, attacking Yu.

Seeing this, Yu quickly pulled himself away from his body, with a long halberd standing across his chest, half-squatted with his left leg, straightened his right leg, and qi flowed out all his body. When everything was ready, a huge fist shadow had already attacked.

"Dong!"

The shadow of the fist hit the halberd, but a crisp sound sounded, and Yu flew backwards, bleeding stains flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he coughed twice.

Feng Bo put away the wind blade in the sky, walked towards Yu, laughing,

"Haha, good boy, good, has made great progress. I'm hitting me without being seriously injured. I'm afraid I'll surpass me for hundreds of years!"

"The great witch is indeed powerful, and my martial arts still need to be tempered!"

Yu replied modestly.
Chapter completed!