Chapter 1538 Give It to Lao Tzu

He never thought that Xu Haotian would recruit his sister, Nuwa.

You know, that's a saint!

"Sister, why are you here?"

Fuxi came to Nuwa's side and asked in surprise.

There is no imaginary jealousy, envy can be complicated. Some are just endless thoughts.

As soon as this remark came out, Nuwa's heart warmed up. In this world, brother still misses her the most.

"When this war is over, we are reminiscing about the past!"

Empress Nuwa's warm voice sounded. Fuxi nodded heavily.

After a brief meeting, the two plunged into battle again.

At this time, with the arrival of the four strong men, the hearts of the four saints of the holy market became tense.

"Damn it! How many strong men are there under Emperor Haotian?"

"Oh my god, it's not over yet, why come to help again?"

"How many cards does he have?"

"The four saints manifest themselves, won't there be saints coming out later?"

"Don't think too much, do your own thing well, and don't let the saints down."

"The Venerable Xuan Zhan has fallen, who will be the next one?"

The disciples of the Holy Ruins talked a lot. As the bosses in the starry sky universe, their pride was ruthlessly trampled on by Xu Haotian within a day.

In front of the Haotian Court, the holy ruins shattered, the saint died, and many ordinary disciples, elite disciples, and even elders fell.

At this moment, a cloud of fear hangs over each of them, and they don't know if they can survive.

boom………

Lei Zhenzi was sent flying again by Wutian Taoist Ancestor. At this time, he was covered in blood, and he could even see thick bones in some places, but he did not flinch, and flew back to fight again without hesitation.

Prisoner Daoist was also injured, but Wutian Daozu, who was protected by Fang Tiandao, was fine, but his face was sweating.

Lei Zhenzi has a strength comparable to that of a mid-sage saint, and Prison Taoist is even stronger. After fighting for so long, even when he was strong, he would still be a little short of breath.

"Why are they so slow? Why haven't they come yet?"

Although Wutian Daozu was expressionless, his heart had become extremely anxious.

He looked back, and saw that Sword Immortal Lingxiao and Patriarch Panlong had been completely at a disadvantage under the attack of Empress Nuwa's five-colored god stone.

As for Xiangu Xueyun, she was in danger at this time. Although she couldn't die for a while, it was a matter of time.

"Haha, are you afraid?"

Prison Taoist said with a grin.

He was extremely comfortable in this battle. He was trapped in the prison area, and it had been a long time since he had such a hearty battle.

Daoist Wutian snorted coldly and ignored Prisoner Taoist. He held the wooden sword in his hand and waved it casually. In an instant, countless sword qi criss-crossed in all directions, instantly cutting Prisoner Taoist's skin flying, blood dripping, flesh and blood Vague.

Because Lei Zhenzi was sent flying earlier, he hadn't had time to come back yet.

On the other side, Sword Immortal Ling Xiao and Patriarch Panlong were incomparably miserable.

The power of the five elements released by the five-colored god stone made them completely powerless. Often when their moves come out, Nuwa's five-colored god stone will forcibly suppress them.

Let them play extremely aggrieved.

"Give it to me!"

At this moment, Wang Mobai's furious voice suddenly sounded from the endless darkness. All the strong people under the Holy Realm were dizzy and tinnitus. Even the saints and half saints were terrified.

All the holy spirits turned their heads and looked away. In the depths of the darkness, a monstrous flame suddenly ignited.