Honghuang: I watched the short video, and Demon Ancestor Rahu broke through the defense

At the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Hongjun's body shattering in the void, Nuwa reacted, pounced over, and hugged Fuxi in her arms.

Holding Fu Xi in his arms, he stared blankly at the screen in the void.

Look at what's on the screen.

When the other powers were arguing fiercely, Nuwa looked at Fuxi in her arms blankly.

Seeing this moment, Fu Xi's face had gradually darkened.

There was a black mist lingering on his face.

The black mist on the chest pierced by the godkiller spear became even thicker, and even around the wound, the flesh and blood had turned pure black.

Nuwa knew that this was the demonic energy of the Demon Ancestor Luohu, eroding Fuxi's body.

Even, his soul will be corrupted.

Fu Xi's cultivation is still at the stage of Da Luo Jin Xian.

did not succeed in beheading the corpse, and was promoted to become a quasi-saint, or a mixed yuan golden immortal.

Although Demon Ancestor Rahu had been injured by Hongjun's palm, there were twelve world-destroying black lotuses, and his injuries were not serious.

At that time, he wanted to kill her, a quasi-saint, and he would definitely use all his strength to make a move.

Such a blow.

Even if she is Nuwa, she doesn't dare to underestimate it.

It's not at all that Fuxi, a mere big Luo Jinxian, can bear.

This blow can completely wipe out Fu Xi, the Great Luo Golden Immortal, his body and soul.

Even.

After endless years, it is impossible to return in the long river of years.

After all, Fuxi's cultivation is still too low.

The battle between the quasi-saint and the mixed yuan golden immortal was not something that he could participate in at all.

The blow of the Demon Ancestor Rahu may not be able to completely kill her Nuwa.

But it is enough to kill Fuxi.

Even, more than enough.

Thinking of the future, Fu Xi and her will be separated forever.

Their brother and sister, in this desolation, have gone through endless years, and they are all dependent on each other.

Today, Fu Xi is about to die to save her.

Nuwa's tears could not be held back any longer.

Click, click,

hugged Fu Xi in his arms tightly, and in front of Nuwa's eyes, there seemed to be scenes of him and Fu Xi getting along on weekdays.

As the two gods born of the congenital Taiyin Yiqi, they are also the first pair of demon clans in the wilderness.

The eldest brother Fuxi, who was born millions of years earlier than her Nuwa.

And in the midst of these millions of years.

Fuxi has always been by her side, never leaving except when she goes out hunting.

Until later.

Fu Xi's cultivation has grown, and after he doesn't need to eat, he will not leave an inch.

During this period. Nuwa, who had not yet been transformed, attracted other powers to covet her, but they were all repelled by Fuxi one by one.

He was even seriously injured and almost died.

When she waited for her Nuwa, she also successfully transformed.

The eldest brother Fuxi took her all the way through the wilderness, and finally came to the foot of this Buzhou Mountain, and then settled down.

During this period, the two brothers and sisters experienced countless fights.

Every time, Fu Xi protected him behind him.

And 10,000 years ago, Hongjun Ancestor announced that he was going to preach in Zixiao Palace.

Fu Xi took her again, and rushed to Zixiao Palace.

found the six futons, placed alone in the front row, their two brothers and sisters, and deduced that there must be a reason.

It was still Fuxi, desperately trying to send her to one of the futons.

Totally speaking.

If one day in the future, her Nuwa can really become holy, her eldest brother Fuxi will take half of the credit.

Oh no, at least half of it.

Because, without Fuxi, her Nuwa would have died long ago, and without Fuxi, her Nuwa would not have been able to sit on those six futons.

And now.

The eldest brother Fuxi protected her, from just transforming, to becoming a quasi-saint, and about to become a saint.

She Nuwa is about to step into the holy realm.

Become a saint in the wilderness, envied by everyone. 、

The eldest brother Fu Xi overcame all the obstacles for her all the way, but unfortunately died at the moment before she was about to become famous. 、

And, still died to save her.

At this moment, Nuwa really felt what it meant to be a heartache.

She thought that her cultivation was profound, and she could do it without seven emotions and six desires, and cut off all the troubles of red dust.

But until now, when the eldest brother Fuxi fell in front of her.

Nuwa realized that she couldn't do it.

Even if she really stepped into the realm of a saint in the future and became a heavenly saint, she would not be able to do it.

"Big brother!".

Looking at Fu Xi in his arms, the demonic energy on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and the whole person turned pitch black.

Nuwa's heart suddenly pinched fiercely.

Seeing the last text on the screen, Nuwa was also extremely shocked.

"It turns out that using Hongmeng purple qi to become holy, will it become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao?"

stared at the screen, and the last two sentences, Nuwa's mouth, muttered.

It looks a little lost.

But.

When her eyes fell and fell on Fu Xi in her arms, the expression on her face became firm again.

"Heavenly Dao puppet, what about it?".

Looking at Fu Xi with gentle eyes, Nuwa said with a firm expression

"As long as you can save the eldest brother. "

"It's just to call me Nuwa, and go to the soup and go to the fire, and I don't give up. "

"What is a mere Heavenly Dao puppet?"

"Only. "

"Sanctification, can you really save the eldest brother?".

"In case it doesn't work out ......".

Thinking of this, Nuwa's expression became hesitant again.

But this hesitation is only for a moment.

Looking at Fu Xi in her arms, her face had become darker and darker, and Nuwa knew that she had no choice.

Either give it a go and become holy.

Or, watching the eldest brother Fuxi die tragically.