This heavenly curse was so powerful that even several saints took a few steps back. Although they claim to be immortal and immortal, this is also based on the fact that the Heavenly Dao does not make a move. This time, they felt a serious threat from the power of heaven's damnation. It was also because of this curse that they realized the horror of this unknown existence.

"The power of damnation is terrifying. Today, the poor road knows that I am just a frog at the bottom of the well. Taiqing said with emotion on the side.

"It's worth the trip." Yuqing spit out these words firmly.

"Sister." Nuwa froze in place, she never thought it would end like this.

"Senior Sister Nuwa, do you know that?" Shangqing heard Nuwa whispering, and couldn't help asking. Shangqing likes to fight, and has a sense of reverence for Xiyue.

"Poor road... As soon as Nuwa wanted to speak, she was attracted by the movement in the distance.

I saw that among the pile of remains, a bead like a star slowly rose, shining brightly.

The brighter and brighter silver streamer flowed through the wreckage of Xiyue like flowing water, and spread out in all directions.

The surging chaotic aura began to slow down under this streamer, and then to a standstill.

"What is this silver bead, it seems that time has frozen around it." Quasi asked.

"I've never seen it before, but there is something in legend that resembles it." As the head of the Three Qings, Taiqing has the Pangu inheritance, which not only has the deepest cultivation, but also has the widest knowledge.

"I hope that Taoist friends will solve their doubts." Zhun Ti said.

"It is rumored that there are three treasures in the long river of time. The same is the sand of time, the same is the heart of time, and the other is that the poor road doesn't know much about. But looking at the beads, they look like the heart of time. When Taiqing said this, his eyes, which had been Gujing Wubo, also rippled.

"The long river of time has been ethereal, and the poor Dao thought that this was not real, but I didn't expect to see the treasure of time today." Then he said.

Quoting these words, it puts everyone's hearts on the heart of time. For the unknown, saints may be more interested than the average person. You know, with their eyes, there's not much they don't know. Once there is, it must be an extraordinary treasure.

Zhun Ti's eyes were staring at the heart of time, and his dedication to treasures was afraid that few people could match Zhun Ti. If it weren't for the few saints next to Zhun Ti and the power of heavenly damnation that has not faded, he would have made a move a long time ago.

But Nuwa paid attention to a few saints at the moment, and she didn't believe that Xiyue would die. She wants to protect this place, and if they make a move, they will stop it.

The light of the Heart of Time in the distance is getting brighter and brighter, and the power of the damnation seems to have begun to weaken and begin to grow old under the effect of time.

And Xiyue's charred-like remains seemed to be getting better, and a little bit of silver light came out of it.

All of a sudden, the chaos became covered in silver and brilliance. The power of the damnation faded.

Seeing this, the saints couldn't help but want to get close to the heart of time. It wasn't just a treasure, it was a passport to the laws of time. The law of time, which is known as the first law against the sky, if anyone masters it, it will be .......

"Fellow Daoists, Nuwa has a request, and I hope that all Daoists will fulfill it." Nuwa naturally saw the consciousness of the saints. To be honest, she also covets the heart of time, but it was her sister, and she couldn't do such a thing.

"Senior Sister Nuwa, please speak." Taiqing said. He could guess what Nuwa meant, and it was one thing to say yes or not, but he couldn't help but give this face.

"That's Poor Dao's sister, please give Poor Dao a face." Nuwa is colorful.

"Where did Nuwa Daoyou's words come from, why did Poor Dao never hear that Daoyou has a sister." Zhun Ti said it without even thinking about it, and he made no secret of his coveting of treasures.

But it's no wonder who calls the West poor.

"It's normal for Taoist friends not to know about poor things. Don't you hide a lot of things from us? Nuwa said coldly. Although what Nuwa said was vague, no one could hear it, and this was a satire that Zhun Ti Na had a relationship with me in the West.

The others were silent, wanting to watch a good show, but they didn't want to offend the two. After all, there is a guide behind Zhun Ti, and Nuwa is one of the four saints of the East.

"Poor Dao has always been above board and never hidden." Zhun Ti has never cared much about the face, and how could he retreat because of Nuwa's words.

"Nuwa Niangniang, let's talk about this sister, right?" The saints do not move, and there is no hurry to mention it. The competition between them for treasures does not depend on who grabs them first.

"The Zhun Ti sage is very calculating, but the heels of cultivators are so obscure........ "Nuwa was just talking about the rise, but she was interrupted by the movement in the distance.

The heart of time suddenly shattered into countless fragments and streamers, flying all over the sky, even in this endless chaos, it was beautiful like a dream.

The sudden change exceeded the expectations of the saints, but Nuwa was overjoyed and took a step forward, blocking the path of the saints. The heart of time is gone, and the saints also want to wait and see what happens, and they will follow Nuwa's wishes.

The streamer swirled and flew in the sky, and a phantom of a great river with no source and no end appeared in it.

In the river, there are eternal sinks, epochs change, and new life and death are constantly staged, but they are never the same.

After the river appeared, all the streamers flew into the river and became a little bit of a wave in it. When the streamer entered, the river began to slowly become smaller and condensed a little.

In just a moment, the river had shrunk a lot, and it had become about three inches wide, and it still came from chaos and returned to chaos.

"The long river of time?"

"No, it's just a projection, the law of time summoned by the Heart of Time."

After the long river of time was formed, it revolved around Xiyue's remains.

When the river of time was spinning, Xiyue's remains also flew. One by one, they were charred and silver.

Endless chaotic qi surged towards Xiyue's remains. One by one, the chaotic qi turned into a trace of fire, and began to burn the remains of Xiyue.

"This is, is it the rebirth of the Phoenix Clan?" Shangqing said again.

"Like, but it's not, but it's all a secret technique of death." Taiqing replied.

Zhun Ti doesn't want to watch Xiyue come back to life, although the heart of time is broken, but now there is a long river of time, the same. Even if it's useless, it's good to study it, and if you come up with something, it's the law of time.

"Quasi-Daoist friends, please stay." Nuwa stopped Zhun Ti with a cold face.

"Daoyou really want to stop the poor monks." Zhun Ti also pulled down his face. As a Western saint, he does not take advantage of the luck of the human race, but he is not afraid of offending Nuwa.

Nuwa didn't speak, but that meant she wouldn't let it.

And at this moment, the flames over there swooped, flying all over the sky, raging flames, with extremely high temperatures, burning all the chaotic qi around them.

In another instant, the flames were extinguished. All that was left was an illusory river and a pile of ashes.

Suddenly, a streamer of light flew out of the ashes. turned into a humanoid phantom, a graceful figure.

Then, many bits of light poured out of the chaos and converged on the figure, and the long river of time began to flow into the figure, and the ashes below also turned into a little bit of essence and returned to the figure.

"That being the case, Poor Dao has done a fight with Daoyou." Zhun Ti couldn't help but get anxious when he looked at the situation in front of him, and at the same time he was signaling to take it.

But the connection can't be moved, and Sanqing hasn't moved yet.

"As Daoist friends wish" Nuwa's voice fell, and a picture scroll unfolded behind her. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, ten thousand years of society, slowly revealed. A red hydrangea flew in front of Nuwa.

Zhun Ti also took out the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and prepared to fight, but in his heart he was jealous of the many spiritual treasures in the hands of the Eastern Sage.

Just as Nuwa and Zhun Ti were about to fight, the figure had already condensed.

"My name is Xiyue, and I have been reborn and returned today, and everything in the past has returned to chaos." A cold and beautiful voice sounded in the chaos.

As Xiyue's words fell, chaos gushed out a nameless force, which seemed to weaken Xiyue's power and seemed to help her be reborn.

The figure began to solidify from the feet to the head, turning into a long white dress with a little silver light. She looks like a country and a city, a wonderful portrait of heaven and man, and charms all living beings, which is not inferior to Nuwa.

But its cold and ethereal temperament is more attractive than Nuwa's grace and luxury.

"Thank you sister for protecting the Tao for me, and thank you for your help before, poor Dao Xiyue is grateful." Xiyue said. In a word, the cause and effect are given. The saint's non-involvement in cause and effect is not an empty talk, but the saint disdains to ignore such cause and effect, and consciously fulfills it.

Besides, Xiyue's is just a small cause and effect, a word of thanks, it is enough, after all, they know what kind of thoughts these people had before.

"Fellow Daoists are polite, fellow Taoists, they should watch and help each other." Taiqing and Yuqing held their own identities, and they were embarrassed to speak, so they had to come forward, anyway, Shangqing never had the intention of grabbing treasures.

"Sister, how are you?" Nuwa was still looking at Zhun Ti with a tense face. Seeing Xiyue coming, he couldn't help but ask distractedly.

"I'm fine." Xi Yue's voice softened a little. However, when Xi Yue's eyes swept over Zhun Ti, it became cold, and even the chaotic qi was frozen in the cold.