Chapter 90 Nuwa abolishes her own sainthood
Nuwa looked at the human race with compassion, her eyes showing guilt towards the human race and self-blame.
Then he looked at Mu Ning again: "Since I became a saint, I have not done anything for the human race. I am indeed incompetent. Thank you for what you have done. I will not participate in this battle. Be careful of the people Hongjun has sent."
Mu Ning nodded to Nuwa. It was good that he could figure it out. That would save a lot of trouble.
Just as Nuwa turned around and prepared to leave, a purple light flashed in her eyes, and when Mu Ning was not prepared, the red ball hit Mu Ning in the abdomen.
Mu Ning took two steps back and looked at Nuwa with a frown.
[Host, Nuwa's expression just now was not right. A strong power of heaven appeared from her.]
"Xiao Lingling, you mean he was controlled just now." Mu Ning frowned slightly. Could it be because of the Hongmeng purple energy?
"Ning'er, how are you?" Tongtian saw Mu Ning injured and flew over hurriedly.
An angry palm was slapped towards Nuwa, and Nuwa waved the map of mountains, rivers and the country to resist.
Tongtian used almost all his strength in one palm strike, and Nuwa was instantly knocked to the ground.
Tongtian was about to pursue the victory, but his hand was caught by Mu Ning.
"Master, don't go."
"Ning'er." Tongtian was puzzled, but he still retracted his steps to check if Mu Ning was injured.
"Master, I'm fine. His palm strike couldn't hurt me."
Mu Ning's body was now as light as that of the Witch Ancestor, and he was only pushed back two steps by the palm wind.
In fact, there was no damage, not even the defense was broken.
Yuanshi saw Nuwa being knocked away, and rushed towards Mu Ning with Pangu Banner in his hand.
This is a figure that flew in front of Yuanshi and said, "Please teach me, Yuanshi Tianzun, your opponent is this poor Taoist."
The person who came was Zhen Yuanzi from Wudao Temple. He swung the whisk in one hand and held the Book of the Earth in the other.
Seeing this, Yuanshi snorted coldly, "Zhen Yuanzi, please stop meddling in other people's business."
Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly and said, "I will take care of today's fight."
As he spoke, he waved his whisk and swept it towards Yuanshi. The Book of Earth also emitted a soft light to protect itself.
Yuanshi waved the Pangu Banner, and the shadows of the banner were heavy, and he fought with Zhenyuanzi.
On the other side, Nuwa steadied her body and climbed out of the deep pit on the ground, but the purple light in her eyes became more and more intense.
Once again, he attacked Mu with the red ball in his hand. Tongtian's eyes widened in anger, and he was about to attack.
Mu Ning whispered, "Master, let's see if she is truly under control."
After saying that, he used his magic power to resist the red ball. Just when the red ball was about to hit Mu Ning.
Mu Ning noticed that the power of heaven on Nuwa was fluctuating, as if someone was forcibly controlling it.
"Xiao Lingling, take another look at Nuwa's situation to see if she is really under control."
[Host, it's true. Hongjun is so terrifying. These six saints are really his puppets.]
"Heh—you still doubt what I said. Hongjun is the only saint in the prehistoric world. The others are just puppets that monopolize his luck."
[Host, this is so scary.] Xiao Lingling patted his chest, a frightened expression on his face.
"Master, something's not right with Nuwa. It seems someone is behind this."
Mu Ning was thinking in his mind, defending himself while looking for a way to break the deadlock.
As soon as Mu Ning finished speaking, Tongtian instantly thought of the power of heaven in the Hongmeng purple energy.
I snorted in my heart, they are indeed puppets.
"Nuwa, keep your mind focused." Tongtian grabbed Nuwa with his hand, and Nuwa froze in place instantly.
She looked up at Tongtian in horror, her eyes full of shock.
"It's what you think." Tongtian nodded at Nuwa and said in a serious tone.
At this time, Nuwa knew everything. She looked inside her body and saw that it was the Hongmeng purple energy given by her master.
There is the aura of Heaven inside, and he was just affected by it.
"Hongjun, you deceived us and hurt me so much." Nuwa roared at the sky.
With a final grit of his teeth, he waved the map of mountains, rivers, and the country to cover himself, and threw the red ball in his hand at the purple air of Hongmeng.
"Ah——Hongjun, I will never be your puppet even if I die." Nuwa shouted, and the Hongmeng purple energy left her body.
Nuwa's cultivation level instantly dropped to quasi-saint, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the golden blood spilled onto the earth.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzle fell. The saint passed away and the whole earth mourned.
Everyone on the battlefield froze in place, a wave of sadness welling up in their hearts.
Tears silently fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Little monkey, has a saint died?" Nezha came to Sun Wukong, looked up at the sky and asked.
Sun Wukong scratched his ear and said, "I don't know either. This aura must mean that a saint has fallen."
Yang Jian also came to the two of them and said in a deep voice, "Nuwa has abolished her sainthood."
He heard the wailing roar of Nuwa just now. He glanced at his two junior brothers and sighed helplessly.
"Big Brother, what does it mean that Daozu Hongjun deceived her and was unwilling to become a puppet?" Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian and asked.
It’s so frustrating not knowing the answer. Why can’t they see the battlefield in the sky? Or is it that their cultivation is too low?
"Yes, senior brother, what's going on?" Nezha looked at Yang Jian anxiously.
Yang Jian's cultivation level is a little higher than the other two, he also has the blood of the witch clan, and he was the first to become a disciple, so he must know something.
“I don’t know everything.”
"Oh, please tell me, I'm so anxious." Sun Wukong was so anxious when he saw Yang Jian was so slow.
Nezha also nodded in agreement with Sun Wukong, his eyes full of curiosity.
Yang Jian coughed lightly and said to his two junior brothers, "I heard from my uncles that several saints at that time became saints because of the Hongmeng Purple Qi sent by Hongjun Daozu. Hongmeng Purple Qi is the opportunity to become a saint."
"But in Jiejiao, I heard that Master's Hongmeng Purple Qi is a shackle, and all the saints are just puppets. It is not the free and unrestrained path they practiced."
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up: "Does that mean all the saints are Hongjun's puppets???"
"Wow, that master is so cool. He actually gave up his sainthood so early and turned to the free and easy Hunyuan Dao." Nezha said with admiration.
"It's so scary. Fortunately, I met my master. Even saints can be plotted against, let alone us." Sun Wukong was frightened. He always felt that he seemed to have escaped a disaster.
But I didn’t know what it was. I just felt like I had gone through another life-and-death crisis, and suddenly my whole body shook.
The surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered on Sun Wukong, and the space began to distort.
"Fuck, this monkey of Senior Brother is about to break through. He can break through just by listening to a story. He is indeed a smart monkey."
Nezha quickly dispersed. This monkey actually broke through to the Golden Immortal level before him. He was not convinced.
"Junior brother, let us protect him." Yang Jian called Nezha, and the two flew away from Sun Wukong.
After Nuwa gave up her position as a saint, she only had the cultivation level of a quasi-saint plus the palm strike she received from Tongtian before.
Unable to control his body, he fell to the ground and a tear slipped from his eye.
He and his elder brother paid so much to become a saint, but after becoming a saint, he was unable to protect his elder brother.
After finally having hope, Fuxi is not Fuxi anymore. It turns out that everything was just a calculation.
The position of saint is nothing but empty talk. After the death of the Human Emperor, the Son of Heaven of the Human Race has nothing to do with him, Nuwa.
At that time, her cultivation will only slowly regress and she will never make any progress.
It turned out to be nothing more than a joke.
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