Chapter 749 Xing Tian

Sitting in the Wa Palace, Daoren Lu said that although everything here is good, it is really a bit... boring.

He and this saint Nuwa have watched what happened in the world for decades.

Saint Nuwa was still able to sit and occasionally continue to draw her paintings.

This saint of creation is worthy of being the way of creation. The paintings she paints are all universes.

Using the chaotic energy as the raw material and the creation Tao as the pen, this saint transformed the chaotic energy for the entire world, transforming the chaotic energy that all golden immortals must fear into the universe where ordinary creatures can survive. His contribution is highly respected by all saints.

Of course, some of the creatures in the world seem to have no idea how much credit the saint was, and some do not respect the saints in ancient legends. They only think that the world is great and the earth is the greatest.

Only those top powers in the world know that in the vast chaos, there is a female saint with immeasurable supernatural powers that benefit all living beings!

"You want to go to the human world? Are you going to see the witch god Xingtian? Let's go."

This saint did not stop him and did not care much about the struggles in the lower realm.

In this world, there are all kinds of disputes every day. The protagonists of the disputes are descendants of the creatures she created and descendants.

In essence, they are all her grandchildren.

How they kill it is their business.

Even if you are killed, won’t there be reincarnation in this world? At worst, you can be reincarnation.

Even if she was killed and became a pig, she would not feel any contempt.

Because man is the Tao, and pig is also the Tao.

In her eyes, both are Tao, no difference.

This saint used paintings to transform the chaotic energy into joy, and did not leave the Palace of Wa.

And Daoren Lu left the Palace of Wa and headed to the heaven.

He had already seen the witch god Xingtian go to heaven.

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After the great god Pangu opened the sky, he transformed into a vast world. On the earth, about 18,000 miles away, there was a rushing river of heaven and clouds casting halls, which was the heaven.

There is no heaven in the world. There is a saint of the Tao who has united the Tao to create the world and create thirty-three levels of heaven. The area is vast and boundless, and they are almost not under the earth. It is just that the heaven and earth are too far apart, and it is not a perfect place to become an immortal and gain the Tao. If there is no great opportunity, it is extremely difficult to enter the heaven.

The witch god Xing Tian walked all the way and walked straight to the Nantianmen. He saw a group of heavenly soldiers and generals blocking the way. He was so angry that he could not tell the heavenly soldiers and generals that he could directly kill him with a giant axe.

From the first level of heaven, we reached the sky layer by layer, and we reached the thirty-third level of heaven, we reached the jade quad and golden heaven, and entered the Lingxiaobao.

On the main hall, the military general and civil officials stood on both sides, majestic and magnificent. God Haotian and the Golden Mother of Yaochi were sitting upright on the high ground, facing the lower side. They were solemn and Xingtian entered the hall. Everyone in the hall turned their heads and looked at it with cold eyes.

Xing Tian was not afraid. As the witch god who survived the previous disaster, the Haotian Yaochi in front of him was just a junior in his eyes. The scene he was just a pediatrician. He held a giant axe high and shouted sternly: "Child Haotian, you ignore the distinction between heaven and man, and sent people to the world to interfere in the dispute between the Human Emperor, which caused many of my witch gods to die. I want you to give an explanation today!"

Haotian frowned and replied, "Yuan has passed, you are not in the Witch God Realm and you dare to come here to be arrogant and send someone to interfere in the dispute between the Human Emperor. It's really a pity. Come and take it down with me!"

Immediately, a heavenly soldier and general rushed forward to capture Xing Tian.

However, although this heavenly court is known as the heavenly court and is the center of the rule of the heavens, there is no immortal god who can take on a great responsibility.

This Rentian Emperor is a boy under the sect of Saint Hongjun. Although his magic power is strong, he is not valued by the disciples under the sect. Whether it is Yuanshi Tianzun, Laozi Saint, Tongtian Sect Master, even though they have many disciples, they do not work in the Heavenly Court.

Some of those casual cultivators in the human world work in the Heavenly Court, but their magic power is low, so how can they be the opponent of the witch god Xingtian who existed in the previous era?

Almost a moment later, all the immortals and gods in the Lingxiao Palace were overturned to the ground by Xing Tian. There were only God Haotian and Golden Mother Yaochi in the field, and they still stood calmly.

"If there are disciples of the saints who help me, why should I be today?"

God Haotian felt unfair. He knew very well that he had been a saint, a boy from Hongjun, and was not valued by the three saints under the saint. Although he assumed the position of Emperor Tian, ​​he had no reliable soldiers under his command.

Now that the witch god of the last era was born, he asked him, the Emperor of Heaven to take action directly!

Even if you can win, what is the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven?

However, he could no longer hesitate in the field. The witch god Xingtian had already shouted, and the giant axe crossed the sky and slashed it down with a loud bang.

The axe was slashed out, and the burning axe light burst out everywhere. There was no other thing in the entire Lingxiao Palace. There was only a giant axe that filled the universe and covered the world.

Haotian dared not neglect. He had also heard of the power of the yen in the past. If the saint Hongjun and several celestial masters had not taken action, the huge yen would not have fallen so quickly.

Immediately, he grabbed the starlight spirit with his right hand, and the starlight transformed into a big hand, holding out a cold sword, and the sword light exploded and collided with Xing Tian's giant axe.

With a loud bang, the entire Lingxiao Palace shaking. Xing Tian stood with an axe, still motionless, but the dragon throne was shattered from the throne of God Haotian, with a flush on his face.

"presumptuous!"

The golden mother Yao Chi beside her shouted, pulled out her hairpin from her head and stroked it gently. Suddenly, a galaxy rolled out, flooding Xing Tian.

The boundless galaxy was filled with chaos, and the vast stars were smashed straight towards Xingtian, with vast momentum and great power!

The cultivation of Daluo Golden Immortal is blooming!

"We are like the witch god, and our body can break the world. What's the point of a mere star? I will break it with one axe!"

Xing Tian stood with a shield, and the giant axe in his hand suddenly swung, like a lightning bolt tore apart the galaxy.

Many stars were chopped into two halves by him with an axe, and punched them out, and then wiped them out to ashes.

The stars in the sky fell, and although a few occasionally hit his body, they could not break his body's defense at all.

"roar"

A roar shook the world, shaking the stars flying from afar, and the stars flying from afar were completely destroyed. Xing Tian stepped forward, regardless of the surprise in the eyes of the golden mother of Yaochi, the giant axe had already carried the momentum to destroy everything and slashed towards Haotian and Yaochi.

Haotian and Yaochi stood side by side, and the two innate swords crossed each other. With a "sonochorrent" sound, the boundless energy burst out, turning into a thick giant spiral, and blasting through the Lingxiao Palace.

"The Immortal Body of the Witch God!"

Xing Tian roared, his whole body was filled with light, his body surged to tens of thousands of feet. He stepped on the ground and the giant shield was like a mountain, and the axe was slashed heavily from the sky. Compared with the attack just now, he was a hundred times more powerful. On the huge dark axe body, blood light appeared faintly, and countless witch scripts were all revealed, adding endless mystery and mystery.

Haotian and Yaochi were shocked and quickly showed a magical appearance of billions of feet. The two innate swords were also magnified tens of millions of times, and they fought with Xing Tian to the same place.

Battle the sky, fight the earth, and the witch god Xingtian, without fear of everything, vowed to kill the golden mother of the God of Haotian Yaochi under the axe.

Haotian and Yaochi also have boundless magic powers to establish majesty for the heaven.

The three of them fought in great battles, fighting directly from Lingxiao Palace beyond the heavens and above the prehistoric continent.

The endless divine power burst out, which had already alarmed countless monks in the prehistoric world, and all of them released their souls and went out to watch.

But surprisingly, the great masters and even saints in the prehistoric world disappeared, and seemed to have consciously avoided it and refused to interfere in this battle.

"God Haotian, he really has no generals under his command."

Even Daoren Lu could feel the sorrow of God Haotian when he looked at this scene.

A heavenly emperor wants to fight with others himself, but he has no soldiers under his command.

Isn't it sad?

What do the saints think? Daoren Lu doesn't know, but he knows the saint Nuwa's thoughts.

This saint, whoever the emperor had nothing to do with her that day, was just that this terrifying war would cause the saint to draw more paintings.

Because the stars in the sky were destroyed many times.
Chapter completed!