Nuwa's eyes showed anger, killing intent, madness, the breath in the body exploded madly, burning the Yuan God, the crazy breakthrough of the flesh realm, and in the blink of an eye, it was restored to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and the breath in the body was monstrous, which can be described as unparalleled divine power.

The quasi-saint power can shroud Zhou Tian, bursting out of endless light, constantly confronting the three quasi-saint powerhouses, and the terrible oppression crushed away, with the power to smash the void.

Every blow and every style has the ability to shatter the void, and the space explodes inch by inch, countless cracks appear, and it cannot withstand the mighty power.

The Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, the Tianyang Old Ancestor, and the Causal Old Ancestor couldn't help but change their faces greatly, feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression, and could feel an extremely terrifying suppression.

The three of them are only in the early stage of quasi-sainthood, and now Nuwa has actually recovered to the middle stage of quasi-saint, every step is like heaven ago, and now Nuwa's divine position is matchless, even if there is no movement, just watching.

Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, Tianyang Old Ancestor, Causal Old Ancestor Cold Hair Exploded, full of fear, the gap between the strong, every step was like the difference between the world.

What's more, the difference now is a big realm, the difference between the early stage of quasi-saint and the middle stage of quasi-saint, the difference in mana is countless tens of thousands of times, except for the supreme treasure can compete, the rest is not the slightest possibility to resist.

Nuwa's eyes exploded with light, and she couldn't help but spit out in her mouth:

"Chop!"

The Baolian lamp turned into a person, respectfully saluted Nuwa, and said in a respectful tone:

"Meet Taoist!"

A smile appeared on Nuwa's face:

"You and I are one, why should we be so polite."

Baolian Lantern nodded, turned into a ray of light, and merged into Nuwa's body.

Nuwa's aura skyrocketed at this time, and the cultivation she originally possessed was only in the middle of the quasi-saint "nine eighty-seven", and now it is advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking through one after another in the blink of an eye, reaching the late stage of quasi-saint.

The seal in his mind suddenly broke in an instant, and the countless memories before were integrated into Nuwa's Yuan God.

Nuwa opened her eyes again at this time, her eyes were indifferent, and her body was shrouded in the breath of a supreme powerhouse, and there were only a few people who could reach the late stage of quasi-sainthood in this realm, and the difference was not a matter of relying on treasures to become a countermeasure.

The Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, the Tianyang Old Ancestor, and the Causal Old Ancestor felt the breath released by Nuwa, and his body couldn't help trembling, and the shock in his eyes could not be described in words, because the difference was too great, and the avenue could not be imagined.

I originally thought that Nuwa was only in the early stage of quasi-sainthood, but I didn't expect it to be Da Luo Golden Immortal, but now it is not only the early stage of quasi-saint, but the late stage of quasi-sainthood, this method is simply shocking to the world, reaching the unprecedented and unprecedented.

Except for those few perverts in ancient times, I am afraid that no one can compete with Nuwa, and the difference is like a heavenly punishment, the difference is too big to think about in words.

Nuwa bowed to the void and said respectfully:

"Thank you for your hand, the little woman dare not forget."

Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, Tianyang Old Ancestor, Causal Old Ancestor looked up, but there was no abnormality, not even the breath of a strong person, could it be that Nuwa was pretending to be mysterious, and now Nuwa is a quasi-saint late, there is no need at all.

Nuwa looked at the entire snake clan, waved her big hand, and an invisible mana suppressed all the three major races, even if there was a Da Luo Golden Immortal among them, there was not the slightest chance to resist, and there was not even the time to break out of strength.

The Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, the Tianyang Old Ancestor, and the Cause and Effect Old Ancestor hurriedly bowed down, and said in a respectful tone:

"I'll wait for my eyes, please spare my life."

Nuwa's eyes were indifferent, and her expression was cold:

"The sins committed by Er and others are unforgivable, and it is not easy to practice in Er and others, and in the future, if they are driven by the snake tribe, they can spare Er and others from death."

Although the Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, the Tianyang Old Ancestor, and the Causal Old Ancestor were reluctant in their hearts, it was already this moment, and no resistance was allowed, otherwise it would turn into powder in an instant.

If it was in the middle of the quasi-saint period, the three of them still had the power to fight, but in the face of Nuwa's breakthrough to the late quasi-saint stage now, there was no longer the slightest possibility, and the difference, even if it was used by any means, could not be easily erased.

.........

Nuwa's figure disappeared and left the snake clan, but the snake clan had three more quasi-saint powerhouses, several Da Luo Golden Immortals, and three major races became subordinates, so that the strength of the snake clan exploded, and it could dominate among the hundred races and become a famous race.

It can be passed down for eternity, the incense is continuous, and it will even be blessed by Nuwa, and it is impossible to destroy it in the future.

After all, Nuwa is destined to become a saint, a saint is immortal, and it is easy to protect a race, and no one wants to provoke a saint easily.

Su Mo stood on Buzhou Mountain, overlooking the entire flood wasteland, without a trace of breath on his body, like a mortal, wanting to see the wind and clouds of the world.

Nuwa's figure appeared, looking at Su Mo's complicated and uneasy eyes, and her tone was inquiring:

"Your Excellency, I don't know when you owe Nuwa cause and effect, please make it clear to Your Honor."

Su Mo waved his big hand, and a ray of light enveloped Nuwa, entering Nuwa's mind, and the extra memories.

Nuwa watched this memory, and her heart couldn't help but tremble, and she respectfully saluted Su Mo again, and said in an extremely awed tone:

"Honor the divine power, the world is invincible."

Su Mo shook his head and smiled dumbly:

"Nuwa, today I will help you become a saint, and whether you can be above the heavens in the future depends on your creation."

Nuwa's eyes flashed with golden light, and her tone was full of awe:

"The little woman is willing to follow His Holiness and listen to the teachings."

"Please also honor the fulfillment!"

Su Mo's eyes were indifferent, and his expression was cold:

"Nuwa, I am walking a hundred deaths, if you follow me, you will have your life at any time."

Nuwa's eyes were firm and her expression was full of tenderness:

"Nuwa will not regret her death, please honor it."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Su Mo's eyes, and he nodded and said:

"Good..."

"Today I will help you become a saint and become supreme."

Nuwa had received complete information before, and she already understood exactly how to become a saint and become a supreme saint.

Mount Buzhou is a sacred mountain under the world, the highest mountain in the flood wilderness, and it is also the backbone of the Pangu god, which is full of creation.

Nuwa has wandered in the flood famine over the years, and it can be said that she followed Su Mo to step on the entire flood famine and met countless races, but the vast majority of races will carry out endless killing.

Let the entire heaven and earth produce endless blood, not only countless strong people have fallen, but it is also extremely cruel.

If there is a race between heaven and earth that cannot fight, it is a good thing for the entire flood.

Nuwa Yuanshen constantly fused with Hongmeng purple qi, and his body exuded a more ethereal breath, containing terrifying holy power.

Su Mo took out two treasures in his hand, the Nine Heavens Resting Soil, the Three Lights Divine Water, and the Nine Heavenly Resting Soil was a supreme divine land created by using the power of the reincarnation world after thousands of hardships.

It is more than several times stronger than the Nine Heavens Breath that was refined by Su Mo before, and if the Terran race is condensed by this, the talent will be extremely terrifying, and it will not even be inferior to the innate beings.

Maybe not as good as innate gods and demons, but it will not be inferior to ordinary innate beings, and it will not be comparable to the previous nine heavenly beings, and even the innate beings.

After all, the gap is not just a star and a half, the gap is like a cloud of mud, there is no comparison.

Nuwa took over the nine heavenly resting soil, and the three light divine waters continued to merge with each other, pinching a clay figure according to Su Mo's appearance, but found that there was no life and lacked the most important foundation.

Su Mo forced out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips and merged into the endless three-light divine water, enhancing the power of the three-light divine water, so that it could produce souls.

Nuwa made a gourd painting scoop, forced out a drop of essence blood from her fingertips, and integrated into it, enhancing the role of the entire fetish.

He had already pinched 109,600 of them, all of them turned into villains, and looked around very curiously. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Nuwa felt tired, pulled a willow branch next to her, and flung it down, waving it on each side was 109,600, a full wave of 109,600.

Countless villains appeared, covering the entire valley, but the villains were still very weak and did not dare to leave the valley.

Nuwa's body exudes endless holy power, mixed with endless majesty, terrifying coercion blooms, and the words are innate:

"The way of heaven is above!"

"Today, there are Hongjun brothers and daughters, and they don't want the world to be all killing."

"Create a clan today, called the Terrans!"

"Terran stand!"

Countless Terrans saluted Nuwa in a respectful tone:

"Prostrate to the Great Grace of Our Lady!"

"Prostrate the Holy Father!"

Every sound shattered the sky, filled with endless coercion, swept the entire earth, and was filled with unprecedented divine power, enough to suppress the firmament and crush the sky.

Above the sky, the sky is chaotic, the ground is surging golden lotus, purple qi is pervasive, and there are thousands of rays of qi.

Countless merits fell, and the golden light shone brightly.

Integrating into the god of Nuwa, Nuwa opened her eyes and used endless merit to forge her body and create a supreme body...

In just a few breaths, the flesh is comparable to the body of a saint, indestructible, King Kong is not bad, and the remaining merit is fused into the Yuan God and Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Boom!"

The vision rose sharply, and a vast aura burst out from Nuwa's body, sweeping in all directions, carrying unprecedented oppression and filled with terrifying holy power.

Lao Tzu, primitive, holding the supreme treasure in his hand, was hard to resist against the good but holy power, his heart was full of anger, he could not resist at all, he could only barely resist.

Dijun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fuxi, Zhun Ti, and Zhun Ti were all suppressed on the spot by the terrible Shenwei, if it were not for the treasure in his hand and the strong body, I am afraid that he would have been pressed to the ground at this time, without the slightest power to resist.

Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Beishu, Gonggong, Xuanxi, Houtu, Qiangliang, Candle Jiuyin, Tianwu, Yizi, and Yubi drank softly from the corpse:

"The twelve heavens are in trouble!"

Twelve soaring qi, straight into the sky, full of endless innate qi, condensed into a terrifying array, shrouding the entire Wu tribe.

Not suppressed by the huge and incomparable holy pressure, the Twelve Heavenly Evil Array has the power to slaughter saints, which is truly the top formation, and if you want to resist the breath of saints, it can be described as easy and will not blow the power.

Nuwa opened her eyes, and the breath on her body was monstrous, filled with terrifying holy power, overlooking the entire flooded wasteland, and the breath was monstrous.

A golden phoenix, shrouded in golden light, respectfully bowed down in front of Nuwa, with a respectful tone:

The slave was willing to follow Nuwa Niangniang, listen to Nuwa Niangniang's teachings, and also ask Nuwa Niangniang for holy grace.

Nuwa's gaze fell on Jin Feng, and there was a hint of gentleness in her eyes:

"You and I have a fate, so I will be the mount of the main palace, I don't know what you think?"

Jin Feng quickly bowed down, and his face was full of respect:

"Thank you Niangniang for opening the Holy Grace, thank you Niangniang..."

Nuwa looked at Su Mo and saluted:

"Your Lord, Nuwa can become a saint, or thank you for your great grace."

Nuwa wants to slowly bow down, the stars fight, the sun and the moon shake, and the terrifying holy power is shrouded again, sweeping the entire world, suppressing the eight wastes, and crushing the world.

A cold glint flashed in Su Mo's eyes, the breath on his body was like a demon, and the half-step Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal was fully displayed, mobilizing the power of all the creatures in the reincarnation world in his body, and the breath was terrifying, shrouding the entire world.

The indifference in Lao Tzu's eyes turned into horror at this time, and his heart couldn't help but turn over the terrifying waves, could it be that Su Mo in front of him had become a saint and achieved a realm unparalleled since ancient times.

The arrogance in the primitive eyes, the body that was hit at this time was incomplete, originally just thought that Su Mo was only born early, but now it is truly terrifying, once it reaches the realm of a saint, it is invincible in the world.

Tongtian's eyes appeared unprecedented battle intent 1.4 can be described as a battle intent, the breath in the body is extremely fierce, and the mouth can't help but snort angrily:

"Chop!"

Heaven cut off a corpse, the strength increased by one point, broke through to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, even if it is only one step away from the late stage, it can be easily entered with only one step.

Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Di Jun, Taiyi's face was full of shock, and a touch of unwillingness could not help but rise in his heart, why could Su Mo easily become a supreme saint.

And after all the hardships, it was only the middle stage of the quasi-saint, or the realm that he barely reached by establishing the Heavenly Court, why is the Heavenly Dao so unfair.

Fu Huang Palace.

Fuxi opened her eyes, her eyes were full of joy, Xiaomei finally became a saint, and reaching the realm of a saint is immortal.

Xiaomei's safety is absolutely guaranteed, not to mention Hongjun standing behind her, that is a real supreme power, and no one can easily offend the existence.

The plan in her heart can also be implemented, Nuwa can become a saint, and part of it depends on the luck of the demon race, after all, there are too many things needed to become a saint.

But after taking the luck of the demon race, it is not that there is no need to return it, and there is a double return.

But if Fuxi dies in battle, the matter of luck does not need to be returned.

Fuxi is not a person who has gained a false name, and the art of deduction has reached its peak, but it is not as good as a saint.

West, Lingshan.

Followed, Zhun Ti's face was sallow and yellow, facing the breath that Su Mo burst out of now, his heart was full of resentment, but he did not dare to erupt, and before he became a saint, he did not dare to have the slightest intention of planning for Su Mo.

Otherwise, with the strength of the saint, omniscient and omniscient, it is impossible to be able to go to the Mango Saint Supreme.