Chapter 131 A mountain is higher than a mountain

Xuan Ming has always felt that he was a little strange.

He felt dizzy. Normally, when it comes to his Taoist practice, the kind of cold that mortals call is impossible. However, since he arrived in Kunlun, he felt that his scalp had been numb for a while, and he was muddle-headed. But after all, it can be tolerated.

However, because he had been muddle-headed, he was attacked by Yuan Shi. Yuan Shi's palm made it more difficult for him to control the dizzy power. At this moment, there is chaos in his mind. He must leave there immediately and find a quiet place to retreat.

So he handed over the rest to Tongtian, but it seemed uncontrollably. When he turned around and left, he still took Xiao Xiang away.

He took Xiao Xiang back to the room, and he couldn't think at all. However, even so, he still found something wrong with Xiao Xiang. He seemed to hear Xiao Xiang's sadness of crying, but when he looked at Xiao Xiang, he could not see anything different. Xiao Xiang still has no expression.

"Xiao Xiang?" He strangely pulled Xiao Xiang and shouted. However, Xiao Xiang just slowly turned around and looked at him. The movement is a little slow and dull. The clear and bright eyes seemed to be stained with a ball of dirt and lost their light. She frowned as if to identify something, and then smiled at him and looked a little normal.

But even so, he still found something wrong with Xiao Xiang. He reached out and stroked Xiao Xiang's cheek and shouted tentatively again, "Xiao Xiang, what's wrong?"

Xiao Xiang looked at him in a daze. He still frowned and then smiled at him. That smile was simple and gentle that he had never seen before. That smile doesn't treat any feelings, but it is still extremely beautiful.

So he knew that Xiao Xiang was controlled by someone. He rubbed his drowsy head and said, "Xiao Xiang, you take a rest first."

Xiao Xiang did not move. He sighed sadly and gently picked up Xiao Xiang and placed her in **, so that he covered the quilt for him. Xiao Xiang still opened her eyes wide. Xuan Ming stroked Xiao Xiang's face, then slowly covered her eyes and whispered, "Good boy, have a good rest."

Xiao Xiang fell asleep, but Xuan Ming felt more dizzy and vaguely. He seemed to hear a call. He shook his head, trying to get rid of those calls. However, that sound was like the call of Sanskrit, but it still came to mind endlessly. He suddenly got up and flew out of the window. He crossed a room, got into one of the brightly lit rooms and stood still.

Nuwa looked at the man in front of her who was supposed to have a pair of deep eyes and sharp eyes stood in front of him regularly at this time. I couldn't help laughing proudly. He shouted, "Xuanming."

Xuanming reflexively turned his eyes to her.

Nuwa smiled more and more proudly. Looking at the person who lost the usual sharp in her eyes and the person who became silent and dull, she suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "You are really powerful. You are fascinated by Yaolian, and you can still persist in Kunlun for so long!"

After that, she smiled and said, "However, you still have done a good job to help me solve Yuanshi."

Xuan Ming did not respond at all. She was satisfied and shouted again, "Xuan Ming."

Xuan Ming looked at her and said, "I want to get the position of master tomorrow. It depends on what you do. Listen, I'm going to die, you know?"

Xuanming blinked and said, "Just know. Let's go."

Xuan Ming rushed out of the window again and left Nuwa's room.

Unfortunate, he is still as muddle-headed as before.

The next day, the immortals and gods gathered on Jin'ao Island, but Yuanshi and the twelve golden immortals were missing. These people saw Xuan Ming again, but they looked a little more respectful than yesterday. They bowed to Xuan Ming one after another, and then returned to their original position.

Xuanming smiled with satisfaction and shook his drowsy head, then said to the immortals, "I still maintain yesterday's gambling. Whoever can restore the Pangu axe to its original appearance is the owner of the Pangu star world. His deep eyes passed over you, brushed his hand, sacrificed the four treasures, and said in a heavy tone, "You immortals, who wants to have a try?"

I have seen yesterday's situation, who dares to go forward? Naturally, they shook their heads.

Xuanming nodded with satisfaction, looked at Tongtian and Nuwa. Finally, he surrendered his eyes to Nuwa and smiled, "I don't know if the Empress wants to have a try?"

Naturally, Nuwa would not rush to take action in front of Tongtian, so she said, "It's better to try Tianzun first."

Tongtian glanced at Xuanming, and Xuanming nodded. Tongtian could only smile helplessly and took a few steps forward. As soon as his hand moved, a spiritual power had been poured into the four treasures, and then urged the four treasures and began to rotate.

The four treasures circled and began to overlap one by one, emitting colorful light, as if the whole world was constantly burning and evaporated his light. Then, under the gaze of the immortals and gods, the four treasures began to slowly overlap and gradually overlapped together.

The colorful light is getting more and more abundant, as if to evaporate their remaining spiritual power. The colorful light has made the immortals and gods involuntarily close their eyes.

After that, the immortals with their eyes closed only felt a sudden darkness around them. When I opened my eyes again, there was only a simple axe left in front of me.

It's a shabby axe, not the fluorescent flash I saw yesterday, and there is no sense of strength. That seems to be just an ordinary axe, an ordinary axe that the woodcutter uses to cut firewood.

But the immortals knew that this was the Pangu magic axe.

This is the Pangu god axe used by the Pangu god to open the sky.

For no reason, this ancient axe appeared in front of everyone. Everyone also understood that this is Pangu's axe. That's a great axe.

They were blessed to their hearts and began to kneel down one by one, offering the highest respect to the sky, and shouted together: "I have seen the Lord of the world!"

Nvwa was anxious, looked at Xuanming and snorted coldly.

Xuanming, who had taken a breath, suddenly flashed white in front of his eyes, and his dizzy consciousness was chaotic again. He suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

The immortals and gods did not know why, and even Xuanqing and Tongtian looked at Xuanming with a puzzled face. Xuan Ming suddenly said, "He is not the master of the world."

Tongtian frowned. Waiting for Xuanming's follow-up.

Xuan Ming shook his head dizzy and frowned deeply, as if he wanted to shake off something, with a uncomfortable face.

His consciousness has a distant voice singing in Sanskrit. The sound seemed sacred, but it couldn't be grasped and couldn't be found. It seems vague, but the voice is in the ear, and it can't be shaken away.

There, there seems to be a voice constantly urging Xuanming: Kill him, kill him...

A sound is extremely sad.

Xuanming suddenly shouted, and his eyes lost their light. He twisted his fists and smashed them fiercely into the sky.

"Ming'er!" Xuanqing exclaimed for a moment. Tongtian frowned, dodged Xuanming's fist, and frowned at Xuanming.

Xuan Ming showed a struggle in his eyes, but the speed in his hand was not slow, and he punched to the sky.

Over Jin'ao Island, there was another earth-breaking crack. The sky and the earth are trembling, and the sea is roaring. The wind is also fierce, the rain is fierce, the sky and the earth are shaking, and the waves are surging.

This is the real battle of the gods.

Pieces of sword light fell from the sky, and thunder flashed from the clouds. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Jinao Island, which was finally restored to a trace of greenness, fell into chaos again.

The earth seemed to suddenly solidify at this moment.

Then, a touch of red fell from the sky. The 3,000 green silk has long been disrupted, and the long red robe is also messy. Tongtian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and looked at Xuan Ming calmly.

In Xuan Ming's mind, the sentence that killed him was still singing like a Buddhist.

His thunderstone gun pointing to the sky suddenly stagnated and roared up to the sky.

The waves are higher than the mountains.

Xuan Ming's voice was with a trace of pain, and then he roared and shouted to the empty sky: "The Buddha of Buddha is far away, and Xuan Ming is not far away. It's really a sin!"

The immortals and gods were in an uproar, but they didn't know what Xuanming was doing.

And Nuwa, after Xuanming shouted loudly, turned her face blue.