Wang Yan's face was covered with cold murderous intent, and he would never let Nuwa leave easily.

Such powerful men from ancient times can quickly come back to the realm of saints as long as they have enough resources. And judging from Nuwa's previous character, they will definitely not be as kind and kind as legendary.

But then again, the one who can achieve the position of a saint is not the broken limbs and arms of sentient beings who walk out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood? No matter how kind he is, he will not be merciful when facing the enemy.

Now that I can barely suppress her when I fight her, I may not even have a chance to take action when I encounter her next time!

Therefore, even if you fight to the death, Wang Yan will never let Nuwa go.

"You really want to stay with me!"

It seemed that he could hear Wang Yan's intention, Nuwa's face turned cold and her eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent.

"Don't die!"

"Okay! Then I'll never stop!"

Wang Yan is decisive in his work, while Nuwa will not look back and forth.

He heard a loud shout, and then he took action without hesitation.

Ignoring the curse that gradually penetrated into the soul, Nuwa was extremely angry, and the murderous aura on her body became more and more intense. At this moment, there was only one idea left in her mind, which was to crush Wang Yan's bones and ashes and beat him to death.

A terrifying aura soared into the sky, and Nuwa's eyes were covered with a hint of blood. The originally beautiful face was covered with hideousness, but there was no beauty at all.

The former saint's powerful man was dispersed from his soul and bloodline, and he had fallen to the level of cultivation that was less than the Golden Immortals now.

Nuwa was angry and resentful, but she never gave up hope.

The strong men who can reach the realm of saints are not amazing, and the ones are not determined. Since waking up in the deep sleep, Nuwa began to collect her scattered souls while summoning the bloodlines that were split.

But millions of years have passed, and many of the broken souls have already had independent consciousness and collected other fragments like her. They simply have the control of the body. Even if the soul fragments have been separated from the original, they still cannot resist her control.

Although Feng Qing would rather die than return to her original body, fortunately everything was in the trajectory of fate. Although there was a small deviation, it was not difficult to end. Even if Feng Qing struggled, she still could not escape her control.

However, things eventually changed unpredictably. When Wang Yan appeared, Nuwa knew that her destined fate began to move in another direction.

What followed also proved that her expectations were correct. This junior did not appear in the long river of fate, but did something that could change his destiny.

The Feng tribe who should have died under the hands of the fog beast was only the last few left. Many cultivators in Nuwa City, who should have died of slaughtered by the fog beast, were almost dead shortly after her arrival, and the formation was activated in advance.

The formation that should have been in a state of unown was seized by Wang Yan, and the bloodline was drained without any resistance. Feng Wei, who had merged with his soul, condensed his own will, and even used this as a sacrifice to plant a curse on her.

Due to the appearance of Wang Yan, everything changed and went in an uncontrollable direction, even disrupting Nuwa's plan.

Faced with this later generations of human race, Nuwa was happy that there was another strong man in the human race who was most likely to stand at the peak of the Three Realms in the future, but he hated him more.

Because Wang Yan disrupted Nuwa's plan, he pushed the established destiny to an uncontrollable level, and even the future she planned was biased.

Even if Wang Yan retreats at this time, the strangeness of fate cannot be the same as before.

The formation was grabbed by Wang Yan, and the huge energy no longer belonged to her. Although the recovery of the power of the fog beast could greatly improve her cultivation, Wang Yan obviously would not let go. And with the current energy loss rate in the formation, she could not support her to recover the power of the fog beast.

"Die for me!"

Angry shouts resounded under the sky, Nuwa's murderous intent was terrifying, and the terrifying energy fluctuations spread around her.

"tumultuous……"

The violent flames seemed to be about to soar into the sky. Wang Yan could feel the surging aura from Nuwa, but he could not see anything appear.

The terrifying power immediately attacked Wang Yan as soon as it appeared. The poisonous dagger of time was wrapped around it and looked simple and unpretentious at this time, like two ordinary stainless steel making, without any strangeness.

However, just when the two daggers stabbed, Wang Yan clearly felt the biting chill and an unbearable palpitations.

These two daggers can cause fatal damage to him, and can even kill him!

Wang Yan was shocked. He didn't know what methods Nuwa had used to increase her power to such a level between breathing.

He did not dare to touch Nuwa's sharpness easily, Wang Yan dodged away from this attack, and the power that had been suppressed in Nuwa's body before his thoughts finally exploded.

"boom……"

A silent riot appeared in Nuwa's body, but silently caused extremely terrible consequences.

The impact of the sudden explosion broke the meridians in Nuwa's body, and the terrifying erosion force even broke her heart.

This power is extremely stubborn, and with her former saint realm, she is difficult to erase, so she can only temporarily suppress it and wait for time to slowly slap it in the future. When this power bursts out, Nuwa was instantly injured, and at the same time she also felt very familiar.

"This is the power of destruction!"

Nuwa was shocked, but the next moment, this thought was shaken again. The power belonging to Wang Yan was much stronger than the power of her brother Fuxi's death, and there was also something in it that she couldn't understand.

It's like...it's like a dead Fenghou...

Thinking of this, Nuwa's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

She didn't take Feng Qing's strength seriously, but the aura in her soul after being beaten into powder made her feel palpitations.

Nuwa didn't know what this strange power was, but it didn't affect its strength at all. She thought Feng Qing had died, and that power was just a coincidence of the return of the light before her death. But until now she found that it was not the case. Wang Yan was not dead, nor did he return of the light. On the contrary, her condition was much better than her.

"This power!"

The sudden riot of energy in her body made her breath disorder, and she had to take back her previous killer moves and dodge her to distance herself from Wang Yan.

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