Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

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Looking ahead, Hui Yin Zhunti looked very embarrassed. Nuwa, who was shrouded in the Chaos Bell, coughed up blood. Her condition was also not good. Two guys, Jieyin and Zhunti, actually used calligraphy to curse her. She was injured due to many traps.

Looking up... Nuwa looked at the Chaos Clock and raised her hand to wipe away the blood from her mouth.

The other hand was raised, and the glass jade bottle appeared. The stopper slowly left the bottle mouth, and drops of bright red blood floated from the bottle mouth.

Swish swish... pouring into the Chaos Clock above.

"As expected of the Chaos Bead..., Lingzhu'er, Lingzhu'er, you are indeed my lucky star..." Nuwa murmured, "If it weren't for your blood as the medium to activate the Chaos Bell, If I give full play to the power of the Chaos Clock, I'm afraid I may have fallen into the hands of Jie Yin and Zhunti."

Nuwa herself did not expect that the blood of the Chaos Pearl would have such a miraculous effect.

This gave her the illusion that the Chaos Clock was born to be a companion to the Chaos Bead.

"I'm afraid if it wasn't for Taiyi, I wouldn't be able to activate the Chaos Clock to such an extent."

As the companion spiritual treasure of Donghuang Taiyi, the Chaos Bell naturally has a bond with Donghuang Taiyi. Needless to say, it goes without saying.

At this moment, Nuwa said that even Taiyi could not exert the full power of the Chaos Clock, and she was not lying. She saw Taiyi holding the Chaos Clock and fighting against the ancestral witches with her own eyes. Saints like them were the most knowledgeable about the power of the Chaos Clock. right to speak. And because Taiyi is only a quasi-sage, the power of the Chaos Bell can naturally only stay at the peak of the quasi-sage, infinitely close to the level of a saint.

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"Nuwa..."

Inside the Zixiao Palace in the void.

The old man sitting on the lush futon slowly opened his eyes. The breath of heaven filled the room, revealing his eyes full of chaos.

Hong Jun.

"I didn't expect that this Chaos Clock... would actually appear in Nuwa's hands."

As his chaotic eyes spread, Taoist Hongjun made calculations with his finger movements.

"The secrets of heaven are in chaos... Is it because he is a saint that he cannot deduce it?" Hongjun frowned slightly, "But the poor Taoist uses the way of heaven as a sandbox to deduce. Even a saint cannot escape." ..”

"Nuwa..."

Hongjun was silent.

At this time, the results of the deduction of the way of heaven have become more and more clear. Nuwa has broken away from the deduction of the way of heaven. Although she is still a saint of the way of heaven, although she still receives the constraints of the way of heaven, the way of heaven cannot deduce her future.

everything......

All messed up.

"Nuwa..., in that case..."

When you transcend the control of heaven, you will become an alien in this world. Then there is only the last way left for you.

Either use this to transcend, or perish!

Under this heaven that regards all things as ants, even saints are just chess pieces that can be discarded. Although they will suffer heavy losses, they may lose a lot of luck, and the prehistoric world will be affected.

For Tiandao, it is worth it.

Aliens that cannot be controlled must not live.

Hongjun slowly stood up from the futon, his eyes full of chaos swept across the Zixiao Palace where there were still people, and his body was condensed by chaos.

"teacher?"

The only figure on the futon below was speechless when he saw this scene. Why did his teacher Hongjun lose his usual composure?

He is Babel.