When Sanqing heard this, sweat broke out on his head.
Zhunti Jieyin was on par with them. Zhunti and they couldn't stop Nuwa from beating her violently, so naturally they couldn't stop her either.
What should I do? Wouldn’t it be very shameful to call a girl Wazi Senior Sister?
There will definitely be a big stain in your future life, a stain that cannot be washed away even if you become a saint.
At this time, male chauvinism was prevalent.
Most of the top experts are men, and very few are women.
The Phoenix Clan produced a Suzaku Empress, but as a result, the men of the Phoenix Clan are ridiculed to this day.
Even though the three clans had fallen for a long time at this time, the legend of the Phoenix Man was still circulating in the ancient world.
How incompetent the Phoenix Clan's strong men must be to make a woman the emperor.
"Well, calling me Senior Sister doesn't make you look a bit old." Saint Tongtian said carefully.
"It seems so." Nuwa supported her head and swayed her feet.
"Then you can call me junior sister. I have met five senior brothers."
"Then we were beaten in vain." Zhunti blinked and said sadly, his face narrowed into a slit.
"What? Do you have any objections?" Nuwa shook her little fist in front of Zhunti and Jieyin.
The two future saints quickly shook their heads and expressed no objection.
"Senior sister...sister, we still have something to do, so we should leave first."
Zhunti and Jingyin quickly found an excuse to escape.
Sanqing and the others also fled.
"Be careful. If you encounter someone trying to steal the Hongmeng Purple Qi, remember to tell me your name if you fail."
Nuwa's voice came from behind them.
Ripples appeared in the space, and two Zhunti and Jieyin appeared on the ancient continent.
"It's impossible for someone to rob the Hongmeng Purple Qi. After eating the gentian, who dares to rob the saint's disciples of the Hongmeng Purple Qi."
Zhunti thought to himself, deciding not to turn around and leave even if he met Nuwa.
"Hey, is this the future Saint Zhunti, the Holy Saint? Why is his head covered with bruises? Who beat him?"
A sarcastic voice came, and what followed was an endless sea of blood.
The sea of blood is endless, with no end in sight.
The person who came was none other than the Ancestor of Styx.
Ancestor Styx has always been bold. In order to become a saint, there is no harm in killing the saint, let alone offending him.
He fell in love with Zhunti and Jie Yin's Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Along with Patriarch Styx, there were twenty-eight masked quasi-saint-level powerhouses.
Like Ancestor Styx, they were all eyeing Hongmeng Ziqi.
He would rather risk being killed by a saint to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi. It can be said that he wants wealth rather than his life.
"This is not a bag that was punched out, but a relic transformed by the power of Buddha."
Zhunti explained, looking coldly at the twenty-nine quasi-sages above the sea of blood.
"You guys want to take advantage of Hongmeng Ziqi, how brave you are!"
"Haha, when we have reached this stage of cultivation, all the timid ones are dead. How many quasi-sages died during the chaos of the Luohu demon clan and the Longhan catastrophe? We could fight back then, why can't we fight now? It's not just death.
, there is nothing to worry about. Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi." The nine-headed lion quasi-sage roared.
The lion's roar shocked the audience, causing Qi and blood to surge.
At the moment of the surge, the twenty-nine quasi-sages all rushed towards Jieyin and quasi-ti.
With magical powers, the holy soldiers shot down, even if the saint came, they dared to kill him.
The sky is torn apart, and the sea of blood surges.
After all, Zhunti and Jieyin are not saints yet. Under the siege of twenty-nine powerful quasi-sages, even with the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the treasure obtained from Fenbao Cliff, they still have to deal with difficulties.
None of the quasi-sages who besieged them were weak. They were all tyrannical beings who had gone through the chaos of the Luohu demon clan and the Longhan catastrophe. They were at the ninth level of quasi-sage cultivation, and their realm was comparable to that of Jie Yin. Zhunti was not weak at all.
The two divine weapons were blessed with the destiny of blood and sea, and were born from the filth gathered from heaven and earth, specializing in destroying the sacred golden body.
The two swords flew out, and immediately, countless sword shadows enveloped Zhunti and Jie Yin.
"Blue Lotus Colored Flag, go!"
The Taoist priest held up a blue flag.
The flag is about the size of a hand. After it is raised, it rises in the wind and instantly becomes a large flag covering the world.
The banner's divine light shines brightly, blocking many attacks.
"Twelve-grade lotus platform!" The Taoist priest offered another treasure.
The lotus platform opened to protect him and Zhunti.
Zhunti used the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to brush away the incoming magical powers, divine weapons, Yuantu, and Abi Sword Qi. Anything that could not be brushed away was blocked by the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform.
Accurately mention, lead, attack and defend in coordination, defense is seamless.
The light of the Seven Treasures Tree blocked the sword light of Yuan Tu and A Bi.
"Lion Roaring Bullet!" The nine-headed lion quasi-sage launched a sonic attack and sprayed out a ball of energy bullets.
The light group exploded after contacting the Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag, and the aftermath of the explosion blasted away the Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag's defense.
"Tianfeng Slaying Saint Technique!" A magic knife with black phoenix fire appeared.
The sharp blade cut through the green lotus-colored flag and chopped into pieces one of Zhunti's quasi-sacred weapons.
"break!"
Zhunti was startled when the black magic sword came near, and a twelve-grade lotus platform also appeared at his feet.
The lotus platform automatically defends against attacks from other quasi-sages, but cannot defend against the magic sword.
Zhunti has a golden body with four heads and eight arms, holding six pure bamboos in one hand to block the incoming magic knife.
"Quasi-saints of the Phoenix tribe! As far as I know, during the Longhan Tribulation, the three tribes were defeated, and most of the three tribes' quasi-saints died in the battle. How did you survive with such a strong cultivation level? Aren't you afraid of settling scores among the various tribes?"
The knife struck six pure bamboo branches, and only the shadow of the knife and the shadow of the bamboo were seen.
Slashed by the magic sword and surrounded by many people, Zhunti and Jieyin began to suffer serious injuries.
"Call the teacher or Junior Sister Nuwa?" Jieyin thought of asking for help.
"Junior Sister, Junior Sister said, if anyone comes to rob Hongmeng Purple Qi, just come to her." Zhunti replied, looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Saint Nuwa."
"It's useless. I have already sealed the space with a sea of blood. It's useless even if you shout to break your throat." Ancestor Styx smiled proudly.
The smile didn't last long before it was obscured by the red hydrangea falling from the sky.
The saint takes action!
When the other quasi-sages saw it, they quickly tore apart the space barrier and entered the turbulent flow of space, leaving no trace behind.
"Thank you, junior sister, for the rescue!" Zhunti and Jieyin said gratefully to the sky.
...
"Huh, I told you to call me by my name earlier." Nuwa's proud voice came.
"You shouted too late, you must have been injured."
A ray of light fell from the sky, falling directly on Zhunti and Jieyin.
The two of them felt that the injuries on their bodies were recovering rapidly, and even the quasi-holy damage power contained in the wounds quickly disappeared without a trace.
This is the power of the saint, the power of creation and healing.
"Go back to the dojo and practice hard. Don't come out until you become a saint. Those guys will do anything to become a saint. You are too weak now and cannot deter them. They really dare to kill you and take away the Hongmeng Purple Qi." Nuwa reminded.
road.
The red hydrangea flew up, submerged into the void, and flew back to Mount Buzhou.
"Thank you for reminding me, we will go back and practice hard now." Zhunti and Jingyin said gratefully.
They are probably the first people to be beaten up and still feel grateful with tears in their eyes.
After taking back the red hydrangea, Nuwa ran to Lin Fan's residence.
Tianjian Peak has been destroyed, and Lin Fan's residence is arranged in Nuwa's dojo.
"Where's Senior Lin Fan?"
Nuwa did not see Lin Fan.
"I'm out, so boring!"
Nuwa pulled up a small stool and sat down, waiting for Lin Fan to return.
