Chapter 447 Xiaojiao

Xiazhou has a vast territory. In the divine world, it is a state that even the Heaven and Earth League does not dare to intervene easily. Its status is the same as that of Fengzhou, where Dafeng Mountain is located. Because there is an ancient legend here that the first god lived in Xiazhou after that. Although it does not blatantly control Xiazhou, it protects the gods of Xiazhou.

Because of such a legend, the leaders of the Heaven and Earth League did not dare to enter Xiazhou easily. Even if some great religious people in Xiazhou did not submit to the Heaven and Earth League, they still turned a blind eye. After all, the deterrence after the First God is too great. Once there is really the First God, who dares to be against the First God?

After the first god, this is not only a kind of fame, but also a symbol of strength. The blood story is widely spread. All the descendants of the strong must be talented and outstanding for their peers. This legend is the blood inheritance of the strong. When the strong man reaches a certain level, his physique will change in particular, which will be integrated into the blood and then passed on to the next generation.

This is a tiger father without a dog. Of course, there are some special examples where offspring do not get these heredity, but this is only a small part. However, there is no doubt that the power of the first god is not something that ordinary people can speculate about. Will their descendants be ordinary? This is even more shocking than a sow climbing a tree.

The woman in the flowers opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe her eyes. The body trembled and was very excited.

"Is it him? This breath is no more like him. The woman was short of breath, and her heart beat like a rabbit. Looking carefully, the divine consciousness explored, and then shook his head slightly and said, "It's not him, but this breath is almost the same as the fluctuation of the soul. This..."

The woman was a little uncertain, and a terrible idea was born in her mind, "The art of splitting?"

"No, no matter how unbelievable he is, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach this level. Maybe it's just similar." The woman muttered to herself, but looking at the face and soul fluctuation, there were ripples in her heart, and she couldn't decide for a long time.

"Xiaojiao, why are you here if you don't practice well?" Suddenly, a heavenly sound sounded, and there were thousands of colors in the sky, just like the birth of a true Buddha and the arrival of the first god. A beautiful woman appeared on the sky. Her head was bright, as holy as a fairy, accompanied by divine sound. Between words and deeds, there were great sublimation, and even some unheard-of avenues, which she created casually. It seems that the road exists because of her, which is beyond imagination.

The most special thing is that her lower body is not her legs, but a winding snake tail, which is colorful and creepy. At first glance, she is the same as the snake clan, one of the heavenly races, but if you look carefully, you can find the difference. The human snake clan is insidious and inferior, and its breath is full of evil.

But she is sacred and inviolable, as if she represents the ultimate of cultivation, with a supreme spirit of the creation of the world. This has to be reminiscent of the legend after the beginning of the god, and the first god of Nuwa is also a human snake tail.

"The patriarch!" Xiaojiao bowed and said orderly, "This man came from unknown time and space and was seriously injured. I'm going to use derivative power to help him."

"Oh?" The patriarch moved his lower body and came to the sky above the emperor in an instant. His eyes condensed, and two divine lights burst out. The strong prophetic breath was vast, and many pictures flowed, like watching flowers, so fast that people could hardly see clearly. If you are not smart enough, you will immediately have a headache at a glance, and even your brain will burst to death.

This patriarch's use is the supreme method of calculation, but it is not the way of calculation with the Ghost Valley faction. She uses her own wisdom and cultivation to calculate. When the strong reach a certain level, the way of calculation is to bypass the touch, which will be more or less. It's just that some people are proficient, and some people's energy is not there.

Just like the original position of the emperor, it was those immortals who joined hands to calculate it, and then found it through a wide range of searches. However, there is no doubt that the calculation of the Ghost Valley faction is above that of many strong people.

While the patriarch was calculating, suddenly a light burst out of the universe, like a light from the sky. The breath of force, the vast nine heavens, is terrible.

The patriarch's face changed slightly, and he made fingerprints with both hands. The sky and the earth sounded together, the divine voice was vast, and the road followed. A dark black hole appeared in front of him, which collected the heavenly light into it.

"This man is quite weird. His fate is blinded, and no one can speculate. Even this seemingly ordinary puppy has a lot to do with it. The patriarch withdrew the spell and thought about it.

"Then did I save him or not?" Xiaojiao asked.

"You are not from my Nuwa people, and you don't have to be restricted by the rules of the Nuwa people. You decide how to measure it. However, God has the virtue of a good life. It is better to save people's lives than to build a seven-level Futu. The patriarch showed a charitable smile on his face, which was like the smile of the Heavenly Mother, which made people warm their hearts like a spring breeze.

The first god Nuwa, one of the pioneers of the demon clan, is also the creator of human beings. The great achievements are almost the first among the many gods. Only Fuxi Shishen, Xingtian Shishen and other Shis can be comparable to them. This Nuwa is definitely after the first god. And this patriarch, with profound cultivation, has been used to use a mysterious force, derived power, for the Nuwa clan.

"Yes, Xiaojiao understands." Xiaojiao returned the salute, and the patriarch broke through the air and left. She raised her jade hand gently, and the emperor floated gently and followed her into a cave.

The cave house is relatively simple, with only simple stone tables, stone chairs, stone beds, etc. There are almost no decorative items, but it looks simple and generous. It sets off the calm state of mind that the owner is not happy with things and not sad with things.

Huang Ba Zun slowly lay on the stone bed with Xiaojiao's movements. The wound was bleeding. The original power fluctuated and was in chaos. The soul power fluctuated from time to time to decline. It seemed that two powerful fierce beasts were fighting a earth-shaking war in his body. And his body is the battlefield, how can he not be hurt?

If Huang Ba Zun does not have a physique, and he has gathered the five-e elements cycle, I'm afraid he has been killed for a long time. Even if it has the five-e elements circulation ability to protect the body, it is full of devastation and on the verge of death. If you go on for a long time, you will definitely die. On the other hand, the situation of Xiao Jin is much better than that of Huang Ba Zun.

It seems that it can integrate any power. With its own original power, it is slowly integrating the original power of the emperor. With time, it must be lively again, and maybe the cultivation will increase. And the reincarrying secret is slowly running, and its injury is recovering.

"Whether it's you or not, I will save you." Xiaojiao stared out of the cave and stared at the sky. Her eyes were deep, hiding too many thoughts. He immediately sighed and soared away. Come to a nearby pure white mountain range, which seems to be covered with a layer of white snow, reflecting light in the sunlight. In fact, this is not the case. This is a mountain where the god cultivated the Tao at the beginning.

As the saying goes, one person can ascend to heaven. When the first God gets the way, everything around him will follow the changes and be blessed by God. Many rare spirit beasts can be seen everywhere here, and many strange flowers and grasses are ten thousand years old and are almost turned into goblins. This white mountain, given by heaven and earth, is immortal. After many years of experience, it is still the same.

The Nuwa people live on this white mountain.

On the White Mountain, there are many caves, and occasionally you can see the Nuwa people. They are all women, with charities and bodhisattva hearts. But it is never born easily.

"Xiaojiao, you are here for the spirit of the White Mountain." Suddenly, the patriarch appeared.

"It's right to save that person. I'm afraid that only the spirit of the White Mountain, who has experienced the first god's influence, can calm the power in his body with the derivative power." Xiaojiao answered truthfully.

"You know that the spirit of the White Mountain is condensed for the essence of the White Mountain and has a long history. The Nuwa people are in awe of it like their ancestors and never use it easily." The patriarch said loudly.

"I know." Xiaojiao bowed and replied, "By borrowing the spirit of the White Mountain, I would like to worship the Nuwa clan."

"Oh?" The patriarch's eyes lit up and he smiled, "You have been thinking about it for a long time, but you don't want to do it for a man?"

Xiaojiao is born to know how to use derivative power, and her talent is no different than that of the daughter-wa clan. When the Nuwa people heard about this, they invited her to visit the Nuwa people. I just want to get started with Xiaojiao. But Xiaojiao seemed to be worried and refused to agree. This is also a fantasy.

Ordinary practitioners ask for Bodhisattva, worship the Buddha, and want to see the first god, but they don't get what they want. But Xiaojiao didn't want to.

"He is like an old friend of mine. What's more, saving people's lives is better than building a seven-level Futu. That's what the patriarch said. Xiaojiao is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Well, the spirit of the White Mountain will give you some. You don't need to make a promise to get started. Are you willing to follow your wishes? Taking advantage of people's danger, this is not the means that the first god should have. The patriarch smiled gently and was approachable. He waved a white light, flashing and beating like an elf.

"Thank you for the blessing of the patriarch. The hearts of the descendants of the First God are really not comparable to ordinary people." Xiaojiao said happily. Pick up the spirit of the White Mountain and say goodbye.

Not to mention the current situation of the emperor, it can be said that it is popular all over the world at this time in the divine world. The news that the emperor fought alone with the talented figures of all races spread all over the world. At this time, the divine world Kyushu is talking about how the emperor can win glory for the practitioners of the divine world and defeat the heavenly races.

Together with the Heaven and Earth League, they were included in the list of all races and were ridiculed fiercely. For a while, Huang Ba Zun became famous and became the most concerned practitioners in the divine world. And his deeds were passed down to his gods and shocked him.

"Damn it, the matter of us joining forces with the heavens and all races to hunt down and kill the emperor has been exposed. It must be that the geniuses of those races who are sad and angry with their own ethnic groups died and were forced to return to their own world. I was so angry that I deliberately released the news and left a mess for us. Zuo Jingang patted the table angrily and looked at the virtual man, "You'd better catch him back for me in a short time, otherwise the dignity and face of the Heaven and Earth League will be lost. As you know, what the alliance leader wants most.

"Yes, I will do my best to catch him back as soon as possible." The virtual man bowed. My heart is full of pain. I don't know where people have gone.