Chapter 925

Just sitting down in the cave, Lu Sheng is about to take the things he collected from Xumi's bag.

All of a sudden, he felt something was staring at him. Almost reflexively, he rushed out of the cave and looked far away in the direction of the snake demon.

Sure enough, the snake demon was smiling in his direction, as if to signal.

No, he didn't smile at him. Lu Sheng suddenly turned around and saw a golden flame falling from the sky behind him and turning into a beautiful white haired man in a robe.

The man bowed in the direction of the snake demon.

"If you want to mend the sky, you can help yourself." Men's tone is flat, but the meaning is profound.

"Very good. Sanqing sent a giant turtle to the sky. My brother Fuxi sent a round and round eight trigrams stove with Yin and Yang. The colorful stones are my collection. Besides, who else would like to do something about it?" Asked the serpent calmly.

"I can survey the position of the four poles." In the distance, there was a golden halo in the sky, among which was a middle-aged Taoist with a waxy face.

Lu Sheng was surprised that so many people were on the side, but he didn't notice at all.

He has now noticed the abnormality. It is very likely that these people are not the summit of the quasi saints, but the real saints.

Just like the man in gold beside him, he felt a strong sense of threat. Even his own noumenon is tightly shrank in the deepest part of the spirit to prevent it from being discovered.

Without saying a word, Lu Sheng turned into a flame, flew away from the man's position, and left for thousands of miles before landing on the debris of another mountain.

The gold robed man's face did not change, and he did not seem to care about his departure. The eyes are still calm, watching the snake demon, or Nu Wa.

Far away, Lu Shengcai was shocked to find that the air behind the man and the cold current of the Taiyin were flowing unconsciously, forming a huge yin-yang diagram.

"Fuxi!" The name came to his mind for the first time.

"Where did this come from? How can you be involved in the sage salvation?" Before Lu Sheng had time to react, he suddenly felt the cold behind him.

Pooh!

He was just about to dodge when the cool of Yin suddenly flashed, appeared directly inside his abdomen, and then exploded with a puff. Half of his body melted into a lot of blood.

"You He tried to look back at his back, a white haired old man with a stick in his hand. He looked blandly at where Nu Wa was. He didn't look at him at all.

"What? Want revenge? If you want revenge, you can come to my underworld. " The old man said casually, but he was surprised that Lu Sheng could persist for such a long time, so I would like to say more.

"I..." Lu Sheng opened his mouth and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale.

"You what you? You want to beg for mercy? Or do you want to pull the mountain to frighten me? " The river of hell laughed, "life and death have fixed number, the rotation of heaven and earth, the change of sun and moon, the killing of ancestors, these are the fixed numbers. The river Styx is a part of the nature of heaven and earth, and a part of the fixed number. Disobeying our ancestors is disobeying the fixed number! "

"I...!" Lu Sheng spurts blood again.

"Poor children, this is the law of the jungle, heaven and Earth naturally." The sight of the river Styx looks indifferent once again on the saint Nuwa in the distance.

"You've been so lucky to see this kind of prosperity. Fortunately, the gathering of several sages will bring unprecedented changes in the world. You can witness all this before you die, even if you are dead, it is enough to celebrate... "

poof!!

His eyes opened abruptly, his lips trembled, his head slowly lowered, and he looked at the dark red arm penetrating his chest.

"I... he's not dead yet!" At last, it came out. Lightning like a claw on the river Styx neck, a fierce tear. With unimaginable heat, the huge rosefinch fire scorched the whole head of the river Styx into black, then hissed and pulled it off.

The red white flame is like a virus, burning the remaining body of Styx into ashes.

Lu Sheng's smashed lower body quickly ignited a white flame. In a flash, the flame dissipated and his body returned to its original state.

"Styx?? Very good! " Lu Sheng felt that at least one tenth of the rosefinch Holy Spirit was lost in the moment just now. Under normal circumstances, the rosefinch fire produced by his 71 turn record of the eternal life of Nanming would not cause such a huge consumption even if he spent ten days and ten nights with all his strength.

Really big consumption, or to reshape the body.

In addition to prolonging life, the greatest strength of Nanming Changshenglu is that it can use its own flame to repair all its injuries at any time.

As long as the fire of the rosefinch is still there, he will not die.

At this time, on the surface outside the cave, a group of blood light emerged out of thin air, twisted into shape, and soon became the appearance of the ancestor of the river Styx.

"Careless... Very good... Younger generation, you can break through the poison and corrosion of my blood River Dharma... Hurt me... It's praiseworthy." The eyes of the river Styx are sinister. He has the blood River Dharma. Among them, the strongest magic power is called the immortal body of the blood god. In addition, his body is a vast and boundless sea of blood. If the sea of blood does not wither, he will not die.What was lost was just an incarnation.

It's just a little embarrassing for him that Lu Sheng, a junior, can easily destroy his incarnation.

Bang!

The ground suddenly explodes, the rock and the soil scatter, a group of fire flies out, turns into Lu Sheng's figure at this time.

He looked at the river Styx with the same cold face.

"Very well, I have been attacked by unknown people for the first time after so many years. You have successfully angered me..."

"mmm..." The face of the river Styx is overcast. In this world, except for the sage, he has never been afraid of anyone! How dare you talk about it!?

Lu Sheng's eyes are sharp. He is from all walks of life, slaughtering hundreds of millions of people, swallowing stars and eating the moon. He is just a small world aborigine who dares to sneak attack him and then appears in front of him. Is it because he has a bad mouth recently, or does the world catch a guy who doesn't know what he is doing?

Two people's sight is opposite, both saw a trace of killing intention and contempt from each other's eyes.

Styx? By the way, he claimed his name was the river Styx. In this way, Lu Sheng suddenly thought that there was a man in the famine who dared to watch the sage mend the sky at this time. Maybe it was the river Styx.

However, it doesn't matter, no matter which river of hell he is, if you make him Lusheng, the end is only one.

The dark red lines on Lu Sheng's face became more and more red.

Whew!

Behind him, a fiery white flame of tens of meters high was burning behind him. In the light of the fire, the outline of a hazy beast flashed by.

The river Styx is sharp and strange, and the body begins to ripple and twist like water lines. There is a blood red halo around, and the air is filled with a faint smell of blood.

A strange shape, dark red ancient delicate sword, slowly emerged from the air beside him, and was held in the palm of his hand.

"I'm glad that I can become a dead soul stored in a-bi sword. My ancestors will turn your original God into the food of the great Asura... You can't live beyond life forever! Ha ha ha

"Don't you think I can't do anything with your garbage?" Lu Sheng's skin began to show white fire. He had long wanted to try what level Zhunsheng was. Since the river Styx wanted to die, no wonder he was!

When a bi sword comes out, a sharp and terrifying killing intention suddenly rippled around him. However, when this killing intention is close to Lu Sheng's body, it is distorted and swallowed by some kind of weird and greedy powerful force field.

Lu Sheng's rosefinch magic fire, it seems that there is some kind of powerful strange magic power. But the rosefinch fire wants to spread and burn in the past, and is also resisted by this killing intention.

Two people confront each other, both sides of the body distributed force field momentum, you pressure me, I press you, each has its own victory or defeat, in a short period of time is a match.

On the other side, Fuxi and several sages, however, retreated one after another after explaining their own help.

Only Nuwa Saint continued to refine the colorful stone.

Mending the sky can't be effective in a short time, and the melting of colorful stones also needs a long time.

They also saw the dispute between Styx and Lucheng. Only for the saints, they themselves represent the highest privilege of the universe. In their eyes, non saints are just ants. You can kill it immediately.

Saints have a throne, which can be preached in several ways. Having the throne means that you can control the basic rules of the universe in a certain range. At the same time, you are not in the three realms, supreme and immortal.

This is a privilege given by the universe. Therefore, those who are not saints are all ants.

There are several different ways to obtain this privilege.

The first is to prove it. Even if the power is so strong that even the universe can only recruit saints. The ability to control rules is also to appease, in short, to frighten the universe and gain privileged existence.

The second is to cut three corpses and nine insects to testify the truth. It is to cut off all the connections between oneself and the universe, so that we can jump out of the rules of causality and stand aloof from the world. In order to reintroduce this kind of existence into its own system and avoid their disturbance, the universe gives the holy throne as compensation and solicitation.

The third is merit and morality. This refers to a person who has made a great contribution to the universe, thus obtaining the highest reward of the universe, adding merit and virtue to the body, and becoming a saint. This is the right name of the universe itself, the root of the Miao Hong culture of the immediate privileged class.

So the mountain falls and the river falls. As the direct lineage of the universe, Nuwa saint was the first to come here and make great efforts to mend the sky.

The last one is to preach with great ambition.

This is the standard, first give the universe a bad check, that they can help the universe to improve the big defects and loopholes, and show enough ability and the possibility of implementation.

It is possible to get cosmic rewards and get rewards in advance, that is, the throne.

Of course, such a premise is that there must be a great desire to help the universe, there is an urgent need. At the same time, they also have the possibility of fulfilling their ambition. Moreover, once a great ambition is made, all actions must be carried out around this, otherwise, they will fall into the earth and lose the favor of the universe.After all, the universe gives the throne ahead of time in order that the aspirant can achieve his own goal faster. Moreover, the fourth kind is opportunistic. Before fulfilling the dream, he will get less authority than the first three.

Nu Wa has no sorrow or joy in her heart. She knows what she wants to do. This is her mission. Today, she is the only one who is the most suitable one.

But before that, she looked at the two little guys who were facing each other not far away.

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