Chapter 510

"Loss? I don't think it's a loss. If it were a loss, Daozu would have appeared to stop it!"

The Kunpeng saint is strange in Yin and Yang. He can't understand the meaning of Nu Wa Saint at the moment.

You know, the primitive God made a lot of enemies in the famine. Except Nu Wa, who was present had no festival with the primitive?

Except for Fengdu emperor, all the people present had been calculated by Yuanshi Tianzun.

If the original God died, anyone who had a festival with him would feel that he had eliminated some cause and effect.

Not something that makes him or more valuable.

Nvwa sage gazed at Kunpeng, opened his red lips and said slowly:

"Kunpeng, I know the festival between you and the original elder martial brother!"

Her eyes moved back and forth in Kunpeng and zhunti, while Kunpeng's golden pupil also stared at Nu Wa saint.

Nu Wa said:

"But have you ever thought that Honghuang is now in a great disaster, and the Taixu demon God is eyeing outside the chaos. There are also hidden demon gods in the three realms who want to attack us at any time in the dark. If the original Heavenly Master who is a saint of chaos dies, it will definitely be a huge loss to Honghuang and chaos! And we have few companions to resist the demon God!"

Kunpeng said, "the original death will only speed up the end of the mass robbery. Moreover, the mass robbery will give birth to three saints, and as many as they die will be born!"

"In this way, the primitive death will definitely become the most meaningful thing in the famine!"

When Kunpeng speaks, yin and Yang falter, slow and strange!

Nu Wa saw the other saints nodding and immediately said, "but don't you know the gap between the saints of heaven and chaos?"

Nuwa is still a saint of the way of heaven. Her strength has reached the highest that the way of heaven can accommodate. She has to break through the chaos Saint upward.

The upper limit of the chaos demon God in chaos is the top chaos saint. If the heavenly sage confronts with him, he can't resist it at all.

This is why the sage Nuwa proposed to stop it.

"Do you agree with Dijiang?" Kunpeng thought for a moment and looked at Dijiang.

Emperor Jiang didn't even look at Kunpeng. He snorted coldly: "nonsense, the primitive life and death has something to do with my witch family!"

"You!" Kunpeng was very angry for a moment. Why didn't the emperor River enter the oil and salt? The Lich war in those years had long passed, but the Lich family still resented it, which really made the Lich family feel a great headache.

And now they dare not provoke the witch family. After all, the twelve saints are not playing games.

There are only two saints in the demon family. Nu Wa is still facing the human family, which makes Kun Peng feel very toothache.

At this time, Ye Fan's voice sounded in the field.

"At the end of this mass robbery, five saints will be born!"

"Ha?" the sage was stunned. He turned around and looked at the Taoist Duobao behind him.

"Fight for it?"

Taoist Duobao was extremely dignified: "yes, master!"

Five saints, from three to five, this is their chance!

Kunpeng raised his eyebrows and said, "five saints were born? I want the demon family saints to be scarce. It can make Taiyi and Dijun fight for it. Of course, it would be better to achieve chaotic saints in the temple!"

At first, he didn't know that the saints of heaven had limitations, but now he realized the pain. He could break through, but there was no movement. This feeling of beating on cotton made him vomit blood.

Haotian and other original disciples also heard Ye Fan's words.

"Five saints, we must fight for revenge for guangchengzi!" the twelve golden immortals seem to have beaten chicken blood, aiming at revenge and constantly practicing.

"Five?" Haotian turned pale. Can there really be so many saints in heaven and earth.

He thought of Erlang God, who had been a quasi saint for many years, and he had got half the law at the beginning, so he realized that he had broken through the quasi saint.

But now with this quota, if he wants to be strong, he must have his own top beam and column. Haotian alone can't make Tianting last long.

So he thought directly of the stubborn nephew.

Boom!

The emptiness of the primitive people has completely disappeared, and the rolling gray breath is constantly infecting the four people, making them dizzy.

"No, this is no longer a wasteland!" zhunti first responded, and his whole body glittered with Buddha light, illuminating the cave behind him.

The two figures behind him lay upright, as if they were the feeling of the soul leaving the body.

One was Jieyin, whose face burst out with a faint gray smell, and the big sun Tathagata opened his eyes as if he had seen something. Although they were not dead, they were uncomfortable.

On the other side, Yuanshi Tianzun is standing on the ground in a daze. He doesn't know how long he will stand here!

"Who am I, where am I from and where am I going?"

It keeps asking!

Then a voice suddenly appeared: "five saints can appear!"

Boom!

The endless dreamland broke apart, and the lost space continued to appear. The first emperor stared at zhunti and Jieyin, as well as the three people of the great sun Tathagata, and said, "how can it be in my chaotic mirror!"

"Amitabha, just now it was the world in the chaotic mirror!" the Tathagata looked shocked.

The chaotic mirror that can fit all three of them has such power.

"What did you say just now?" the Tathagata suddenly remembered what Ye Fan said just now.

"Words? What words?"

Zhunti stared at Yuanshi Tianzun without blinking, for fear that the other party would be in trouble again.

"Five saints will appear!"

"Is it a saint of heaven?"

"I don't know, but I think there is hope for both heavenly saints and chaotic saints!"

The great sun Tathagata, with a kind face, turned to look at the beginning of the year.

"Primitive, do you really want to fight with us? You know, five saints can be born this time! Even if you expound, I don't think there are many saints?"

What he meant was, stop fighting and fight for this opportunity, isn't it good?

"What's your business!"

The words of the great sun Tathagata make the primitive become incomparably angry again!

Does this guy know the rules?

"Amitabha, stubborn!"

The Tathagata looked at the other two: "in that case, how about we introduce him into our Buddhism?"

Zhunti and Jieyin twitched at the corners of their mouths. How could this guy think that it was one thing? Did they say that the chaotic sage could be measured?

And now it's still the case that the original doesn't want to, which can't be measured at all, okay!

"No, the power of the saint of chaos is very huge. You'd better not think about it!"

Jieyin immediately refused this request. Although the strength of the great sun Tathagata is strong, the idea in his mind is a little rigid!