Honghuang: At the beginning, he brought three thousand gods and demons to Yuxu Palace!

The woman on the Moyu throne didn't seem to care about the faux passary title of fairy.

"Dixin, this seat gives you two paths. "

A heavenly voice rang out.

"Needless to say, you can't give me the path I chose. "

Di Xin sneered.

He tried his best to control the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and even a saint couldn't help him.

The woman in front of her was powerful, but she wanted to make him submit.

That's impossible!

The woman on the Moyu throne didn't seem to care.

"Two paths, one is to ally with us and fight against Hongjun and the Six Saints of Heavenly Dao. "

"In return, we will give you the greatest protection. "

"If things fail, you can lead your men to the Netherworld. "

"The second way, that is, death. "

She stared earnestly into Dixin's eyes.

A huge coercion enveloped Di Xin.

Di Xin suddenly felt a pang of anger in his chest, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.

The woman in front of her is terrifying!

Di Xin pretended to ponder and secretly sacrificed the Qingping Sword.

"I think about it. "

The woman on the throne looked indifferent, as if Di Xin was an ant in her palm, and she would pinch it to death if she wanted to.

"My decision is..."

A sword light shot up into the sky.

Qingping's sword turned into a shocking rainbow, and the fierce sword momentum shrouded the sky.

In an instant, countless sword qi shot out like random arrows.

"Slash Chaos!".

The woman on the throne sneered, and with a flick of her slender jade hand, like playing a pipa, she held down Qingping's sword like lightning and played it three times in a row.

The earth-shattering sword momentum suddenly struck.

"Customization!".

Di Xin's arm swelled, and he instantly grabbed Qingping's sword.

Divine consciousness erupts.

The space is divided into infinite parts.

It was as if thirteen thousand emperors were swinging their swords at the same time.

The majestic sword qi shot out like lightning.

The sword qi turned into a true dragon with different forms, a phoenix, a unicorn, a bifang, a golden crow, a kunpeng...

Countless fierce beasts roared, and the roar shook the sky.

The phoenix spreads its wings, the unicorn has a top horn, the golden crow spits fire, and the Xuanwu comes out of the water.

Infinite supernatural powers smashed into the throne woman.

The woman on the throne suddenly looked solemn, and her loose body stood straight.

Standing proudly in the void, like a cold plum.

Whew!

The woman on the throne erupted with a power that did not match her physique.

She is obviously a petite and beautiful woman, but she is more fierce than a burly and tall strong man.

A punch is thrown out, just like a mountain toppling down, and it will collapse in a short time.

There was a loud bang.

The infinite fierce god screamed, and the ashes were annihilated.

The woman on the throne rubbed her fists, and a hint of banter flashed in her eyes: "Xiao Langjun, if you have any tricks, just use them." "

Dixin's pupils shrunk.

The first two styles of the three types of opening the sky couldn't help her?

No way.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"Open Tai Chi!".

The grand Dao heart shook the sky.

An unpretentious sword light slashed at the throne woman.

A sword move that is extremely simple, but as unpredictable as an antelope's horns.

The sword light flashed in any corner of the space.

Thirteen thousand figures swung their swords in unison.

The sword light is superimposed.

It seems that with a sword, you can evolve the two qi of yin and yang, the five elements and the four images, the sun, the moon and the stars, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and infinite creatures.

This sword is the sky, the earth, and the gods!

The calm face of the woman on the throne finally changed slightly.

Fear, horror!

"The Wicans have never been afraid!".

The woman on the throne did not retreat, but advanced, condensed her fighting spirit, and smashed out with a bang.

Eighty miles back!

A breath of energy has not yet been exhausted, and another punch is superimposed.

Like a man of God beating a drum.

The fists are superimposed, not vomiting or unhappy, and the last punch is like a mountain that envelops the power of the sky.

A mysterious golden rune appeared on the fist, blooming with golden light.

The body of the woman on the throne seems to open a door to power.

Infinite power gathered on this punch.

Fists and swords collide.

Boundless waves of air shrouded the sky like a fog.

The whole blackstone hall collapsed, and the deep pit was more than 10,000 meters, like an abyss.

Di Xin held his sword and supported his body.

That sword literally drained his mana.

Like the Yangtze River, there is no mana left.

Di Xin gritted his teeth and insisted, breathing for a while.

He looked up at the Moyu Throne.

The aftermath of the battle shattered the hall, but the throne seemed to be so hard that it still stood in place.

A petite but fierce woman stands proudly in the void.

Dixin's pupils shrunk.

Didn't even die?

He knew the power of his move.

Even if he is a saint, Di Xin is sure to kill him.

"Who are you?".

Di Xin endured the discomfort and asked.

The woman on the throne is not in a good state at the moment.

She gasped.

The red blood stained the black clothes.

She looked at Di Xin's gaze with a hint of appreciation.

"My name is Houtu. "

Houtu!

Di Xin suddenly laughed bitterly.

I actually forgot about the variable of Houtu!

The god tribulation came to an end, and Hongjun Ancestor forcibly ordered the six saints of the Heavenly Dao not to enter the flood famine.

But, that's just the Six Saints of Heavenly Dao!

Later, Tu incarnated into six reincarnations as early as the Lich Tribulation, and the primordial gods became holy.

Having lost his physical body, the primordial god was trapped in the Netherworld.

For endless years, this saint did not appear.

The sense of presence is very low, and it is extremely easy to be forgotten!

Hou Tuqiang stood up: "Di Xin, are you convinced?"

Di Xin rolled his eyes: "Not convinced!".

"If you don't accept it, then keep fighting!".

Houtu clenched his fist.

The fist rattled and crunched.

Made!

Di Xin was also inflamed.

Fight and fight, maybe whoever loses first.

Qingping Sword and Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda received in the system space.

Di Xin clenched his fists, and with a move the tiger pounced on the back soil.

The two figures are staggered, and they are close to each other, and they burst out with extremely strong destructive power!