Opening Puncher Royal Body

Celestial clan, nine layers of heaven.

The nine supreme heavens are working together to refine a mass of chaotic matter in the middle.

The human emperor of the human race is born, and the ants are going to defy the sky again.

One of the blurred figures spoke slowly.

Don't bother.

Just a bunch of ants.

When this thing is refined, the entire Chaos Sea and even the Great Chaos will not be able to stop my Celestial Clan's footsteps.

All living beings and all things, all gods and Buddhas will be under the shroud of the sky, and all the ants will be under the way of heaven.

Several Dao Gaotian's tone was indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to the human race.

In their view, the human race is a group of ants.

Not only the human race, but other races as well, they are just a group of ants, big and small, and they are nothing to be afraid of.

Qingtian silently looked at these great heavens, his mind was very calm, and there was no trace of turbulence.

No one even knew what he was thinking.

In fact, Qingtian has been thinking about how to capture this group of things in front of him.

What this thing is, he hasn't figured it out yet.

But seeing the Supreme Heaven of the Celestial Clan attach so much importance to it, and even united the power of Jiutian to refine it, even disregarding the upcoming battle between the Human Race and the Immortal Race.

Obviously this thing is more important than the battle of the sky.

Therefore, Qingtian is bound to get this thing.

Just how to win, also need the help of the deity.

And the battle of cutting the sky is a very good opportunity, be sure to win this thing.

Prince, what are you planning?

A thought flashed in Qingtian's mind.

As the avatar of the deity, he still can't guess what the deity is planning.

The seemingly unrelated arrangements hide a huge chessboard.

The deity uses the Chaos Sea as the chessboard to play a big chess game, and all racial creatures are chess pieces on the chessboard.

The same is true of the Celestial Clan. Perhaps it was because he was aware of the plan of the Celestial Clan that the deity tried his best to jump out of the chessboard and become a chess player.

On the other side, the deity Xia Chen was in front of a shattered chaos.

This should be the weakest place in Chaos Sea.

Xia Chen looked at the shattered chaotic void in front of him, and countless chaotic energies swept through.

If you are accidentally involved in it, you will die and your soul will be destroyed.

However, he was not affected at all by standing here.

The promotion of the human world before led to the will of the Chaos Sea, allowing Xia Chen to successfully capture a trace of the aura of great chaos.

This is the weakest place in the Chaos Sea, as long as it is broken, you can get out of the Chaos Sea and step into the real Chaos.

There is the real stage of the strong.

Aren't you going to preside over the great cause of cutting the sky?

Beside her, a peerless woman with a human head and a snake body spoke softly.

She is a descendant of the Nuwa gods.

Xia Chen smiled and glanced at the direction of the human world.

Hasn't the emperor already appeared?

In addition to the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Clan, he already has the main force of cutting the sky, why should I appear?

He did not intend to preside over the great cause of cutting the sky.

The descendants of Nuwa looked at him in confusion, then looked at the world of the world, and saw the arrogant and domineering queen.

She's your sister.

As soon as she thought about it, she immediately guessed something, and said inexplicably, Why didn't you come to the throne of the emperor, but pushed her out?

What's wrong?

Xia Chen asked back and smiled: My sister has the blood of the royal family flowing in her body. As the uncrowned king of the human world, the Empress Daxia, what's wrong with being a human emperor?

You see that the human race recognizes her status and identity, so of course there is no problem.

Speaking of this, Xia Chen glanced at the direction of the immortal clan and said, Besides, isn't there an Immortal Emperor, he is the best advocate of cutting the sky.

Immortal race, human race, as the main force in the fight against the sky, this time no race can stay out of it.

The battle to cut the sky, either cut the sky or be killed.

Xia Chen said expressionlessly, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

He pulled the entire Chaos Sea into the chariot, and all races would be involved in the battle against the sky, and only one party could join in this battle against the sky.

If you don't participate, you will be directly annihilated by the two forces.

Then what do you plan to do next?

The descendants of Nuwa asked again.

She was very concerned about the end of the battle to cut the sky, and she was even more worried about whether the cutting of the sky could be successful this time.

On the contrary, Xia Chen was not worried at all, for the Celestial Clan, in his eyes, it was just a turtle in a urn.

This time, cutting the sky is the last time, and it also ends the battle of the Celestial Clan in the Chaos Sea. It is impossible to keep the existence of the Celestial Clan.

Tianzu, the end is over, no need to worry.

Xia Chen comforted, but instead asked: You are from the great chaos, you should know that this is just a small fish pond.

My goal is to be above the great chaos. Your Nuwa family and Pangu family remind me of many things.

He said it fell into memory.

According to Chinese myths and legends, Pangu created the world and Nuwa created man.

These legends were widely circulated in Huaxia in the previous life. How did they spread? Could the two have been figured out?

There are countless questions in his mind, and one by one guess.

It just needs to be verified by him.

When you return to the Great Chaos, I will definitely take you to the Nuwa tribe to meet this generation of Nuwa.

The descendant of Nuwa said softly.

What she said surprised Xia Chen.

Aren't you a contemporary Nuwa?

Xia Chen was a little surprised.

Nuwa is the sacred symbol and status symbol of the Nuwa people.

It does not refer to a single person, just like the Pangu people, Pangu is a symbol of noble status.

I'm not a contemporary Nuwa.

With a bitter expression on her face, she sighed: I lost the battle for the inheritance of the name of Nuwa, and finally fell into this sea of ​​chaos.

Nüwa, there are other people, I am just a loser.

Speaking of which, there was a hint of self-deprecation on her face. As a competition loser, she naturally had nothing to say.

My real name is Qinglin, I'm from the Nuwa tribe, and I'm one of the people of this generation who got the power of creation, but unfortunately I didn't succeed in inheriting the name of Nuwa.

Speaking of this, she was somewhat lonely in her heart. As a loser, she naturally has her own lonely mentality.

Looking at her lonely expression, Xia Chen comforted: Actually, failure is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that you can't face failure, you can't get up when you fall.

I think it's the same as being a Nuwa or not, just like me, what does it matter if I'm a human emperor or not?

When he said this, he said to himself: Even if I am not a human emperor, as long as my strength is strong enough to overwhelm the entire clan, who would dare to be disrespectful?

Human Sovereign, Nuwa, and Pangu are all just a title, a status, a glory, it doesn't matter if you have it or not.

Being yourself is the most important thing, and strength is king.

Xia Chen's tone was sonorous and determined.

These words deeply shook Qinglin's heart, making her unable to calm down for a long time.

The mood that could not be relieved suddenly became wider.

Yes, does it matter whether you are a Nuwa or not?

Just be yourself, and be the most powerful self. As long as you are strong and not Nuwa, who would dare to disrespect her?

Thank you!

She came to her senses and thanked Xia Chen deeply.

Get ready, the clown of the demon clan will not be able to jump around for a long time. The battle of cutting the sky needs a sacrificial flag, and the demon clan just jumped out and killed the sacrificial flag for the people. It's really good.

Xia Chen looked at the war in the human world with a light smile.

He didn't worry about the human race at all, let alone his sister.

As the ruler of the human world, Empress Xia Yu has her own trump card and strength.

The Battle of the Sky requires a sacrificial flag.

And the demons jumped out and happened to become the tribe of the human race to start the war.

Moreover, the inside of the Demon Race is not an iron plate.

Xia Chen had already put down a nail in the Demon Race, and now he has controlled half of the Demon Race's power.

The Daoist Demon clone, as a dark child, will bring a fatal blow to the Demon Race and the Heavenly Race.

This deity, it has been completed.

At this moment, a door emerged quietly, and a voice came from inside.

destiny?

Nuwa's face changed greatly and she exclaimed.

She stared at the door in front of her in horror, pale in horror, and almost shot.

Fate, a terrible name.

In the great chaos, fate is a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

Don't be nervous, follow me to the source of destiny, and go to meet that mysterious destiny for a while.

After Xia Chen finished speaking with a smile, he took Qinglin, a descendant of Nuwa, and stepped into the portal.

The two disappeared together with the portal.