Chapter 230: Nuwa: Only Save, Not Kill

"My fellow Taoists, today's banquet is probably about to end." Di Jun raised his hand and bowed to everyone:

"I will hold another banquet later and preside over Shi Lie's wedding. My fellow Taoists, please leave for now."

After that, Di Jun took out a golden token:

"This token can open a formation that goes straight to the ancient starry sky. Please enter the formation and I will send you off."

"Okay, okay." Zhunti smiled and squinted his eyes:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Di Jun. Let's start the formation quickly. Let's start the formation quickly."

Jie Yin and Zhunti were the first to go up.

I was a little impatient here.

Zhunti wanted to slap himself twice.

Why come here to join in the fun?

I was thinking that with such a big banquet, I could bring back a few people with good talents or good Dao realm.

What was the result?

The banquet didn't even start. Even if it started, Nuwa would still be watching...

'It's just a pity for my baby. ’

Zhunti’s heart was bleeding.

Those were the hundred Xiantian Sword Grasses he had collected with great effort. If he took them back and refined them a little, he could cultivate a few more Heavenly Immortals.

(They were everywhere on the top of Buzhou Mountain, picked up casually.)

With a leader, people naturally followed.

But they were scattered, with only dozens of people standing together.

Hongyun wanted to stay and join in the fun, but...

Luckily, you were there, Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi was taken away by force by Hongyun.

Can such a shabby cause and effect be touched casually?

‘Three senior brothers, please go first. Junior brother still has some things to deal with. Junior brother will definitely come to pay his respects later. ’

Baichuan’s voice rang in the hearts of the Three Pure Ones.

The Three Pure Ones looked at each other and finally gave the decision to Laozi.

Laozi closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. After a burst of yin and yang, Laozi stood up and walked out of the door with big strides: "My child is still in the thirty-second heaven." Tongtian's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. How could he not understand what Laozi meant? "My disciple is still in the thirty-second heaven." After saying that, Tongtian held Qingping in his hand, stepped into the big pit where Shi Lie rushed down, and then jumped down. Yuanshi was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly, turned his head and raised his hand to Di Jun: "This time, I can help a little and rescue some people, but after the three of us find our disciples and the boy, we will leave." "Thank you, fellow Taoist Sanqing." Di Jun looked serious and raised his hand to bow: "I will thank you in the future." "Good." Yuanshi said lightly, then took a step out and followed Laozi's footsteps. The two people in the west were dumbfounded.

This... Are the Three Pure Ones sick?

Are they sick!

Why do they interfere in the affairs of the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court?

"Fellow Daoists, I will..."

Before Di Jun finished speaking, he was interrupted by the voice of an indifferent young man:

"I can make a move, but I have conditions."

Di Jun was slightly startled and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a young man in black clothes with red embroidery standing there.

The young man had a pale face, blood-red lips, and red eyes. His white hair was simply raised up in a crown, and the rest of his hair was draped behind his head.

Styx... Blood Sea Old Coin.

Di Jun's mind turned and he smiled and said:

"What are the conditions for fellow Daoist Minghe?"

"The Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array."

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Xihe frowned.

Even Di Jun's face froze for a moment.

"The Shiyuanhui of the Blood Sea." Styx continued.

Hearing this, Di Jun heaved a sigh of relief:

"It's been a while, hasn't it? Fellow Daoist Minghe."

"I can kill the corpse of Dong Wanggong Shan." Minghe said lightly.

The conversation between the two made the others tremble with fear.

This... are you guys going too far?

"Does fellow Daoist have a grudge against him?" Di Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a long silence, Minghe said expressionlessly: "He once wanted to kill me and take the treasure..."

Fuxi: "..."

Fuxi suppressed his smile and turned his back.

Classic, too classic.

The corner of Di Jun's eyes twitched slightly, but he still smiled and said: "Shan."

Minghe glanced at Di Jun, then turned into a pool of blood and directly penetrated the sky.

Seeing that Minghe had left, Di Jun said to everyone:

"Fellow Daoists, we will see you later."

"Your Majesty, please be busy first."

"Yes, yes, yes, we will leave first. Thank you, Your Majesty, for starting the formation."

One after another, the powerful responded.

Among them, there was also the figure of Fuxi.

Fuxi looked at Di Jun and transmitted his voice in his heart:

'Fellow Daoists, my original body has left. I will not be involved in the cause and effect this time. I will be fine with Ziwei. '

Di Jun replied in his heart:

'I don't need to thank you for your great kindness. After this, I will present the River Map and Luoshu with both hands. '

‘No need, it’s in Ziwei’s hands. Please discuss with Ziwei later. There is a formation that needs the help of the Heavenly Court.’

‘Qiongguan formation?’ Emperor Jun was slightly startled and asked in his heart.

‘Yes, this formation needs to rely on the boundless luck. If it can be done... we share its power, how about it?’

‘Good, I will listen to the arrangements of the Taoist later.’

The Qiongguan formation of the Bagua map cannot be moved. Baichuan and Fuxi have already discussed the newly opened Qiongguan formation. The main formation is the Hetu Luoshu.

After a brief exchange with Fuxi, Emperor Jun raised his hand, and a formation diagram came out from the token, covering everyone in it. The next moment, dozens of figures disappeared.

After sending people away, Emperor Jun’s face became serious, and he waved his hand:

“Demon clan sons, follow me to charge!”

“Kill!”

“The Immortal Court deserves death!”

“The Immortal Court should be destroyed, and the Heavenly Court will prosper!”

Emperor Jun took the lead and led the high-level people of the thirty-third heaven to the thirty-second heaven.

Dong Wanggong...has appeared in the thirty-second heaven.

"Lord Nuwa." Su Shiliu looked at Nuwa with some concern.

"What's wrong, Xiao Shiliu." Nuwa blinked and smiled.

"Lord Baichuan..." Su Shiliu frowned slightly, a little worried.

"Why are you worried about him?" Nuwa rolled her eyes:

"As for him, in the prehistoric world, besides Senior Brother Taiqing and my brother, who else can be his opponent?"

"Then...should we help?" Su Shiliu asked.

"Help whom?" Nuwa looked at Su Shiliu:

"It shouldn't be necessary for us to take action. Xianting...has already given it a try."

Nuwa has a very thorough understanding of this battle.

Although on the surface, the two sides are similar.

No matter how much combat power there is at the bottom, it is not enough for the powerful to boast in one breath.

But in fact, the hidden strength of the Heavenly Court is very high.

Especially after Xihe, Changxi, and Kunpeng joined the Heavenly Court, it is not necessarily inferior to the Immortal Court in terms of top powerful people.

It is estimated that it will evolve into a double battle in the end.

"If you want to help... help those little demons, try to keep them alive, and let more people live."

Nuwa closed her eyes and pondered for a few times.

Her red clothes fluttered without wind.

The peach wood sword box was carried on her back.

"Sixteen, take Fu Zhu to save people. We only save, not kill."

Nuwa's philosophy... has never changed.

"Yes! Lord Nuwa!"

Su Shiliu glanced at Fu Zhu.

Fu Zhu scratched his head, then sighed helplessly and turned into a three-foot-tall divine deer.

Su Shiliu jumped up and sat on it:

"Let's go to the eighteenth heaven first."

If you want to say where there are the most little demons.

It is naturally the twenty-first heaven and the first to eighteenth heavens.