There are three ways of heaven, earth and man, humanity is born, and the way of heaven can be completed, and the merits are immeasurable.

There was a roar in the entire flood wilderness, and Nuwa's voice was blessed by the way of heaven, and Nuwa's voice was heard everywhere in the flood wilderness, and suddenly no matter where she was or what she was doing, even the people who closed the life and death were awakened.

At the same time, all other visions were now gone, or obscured.

The only thing left is the merit of the mountains and seas gathered over the desolation.

For a while, the entire flood seemed to be bathed in Xuanhuang.

A mass of merit descended from the nine heavens, like a pillar of heaven, directly pouring into Nuwa's heavenly gate.

This is the merit of creating man, although it is not comparable to the merit of Pangu opening the heavens. But there are also two or so layers.

These merits, after falling, were divided into four, one of which flew straight to the sea of blood and fell into the hands of Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people, which was the promise made by Nuwa when she borrowed the Qiankun Ding.

The other two layers, divided into two, each have a layer, which falls on the Qiankun Ding and the gourd vine respectively, which is the merit of creating man.

Qiankun Ding is already an innate treasure, and this merit is slightly lean, but it has not changed much.

And the gourd vine has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The gourd vine is one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in the wilderness, and it is not weaker than the Bodhi wood, the peach tree and so on.

It's just that six top-level innate spirit treasures were bred one after another, plus they died due to lack of nutrition.

However, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Although the gourd vine is withered, it is still the top material of the flood wilderness.

After the blessing of merit, there is no need to sacrifice at all, and it has directly evolved into an acquired merit treasure, a whip.

This whip attack is not weak to the top-level innate spirit treasure, and its importance to the human race is not at all under the seal of the human emperor's supreme treasure.

And in comparison, if the Kongtong seal can abolish the emperor of the human race, it is like the jade seal of later generations, it is the orthodoxy of the emperor.

Then although the whip does not have such great power, it can restrain the entire human race.

It doesn't matter if you are a human emperor or a sage, as long as you are a human race, you are all overcome by this thing.

It's like beating the whip of the gods is to the celebrities on the god list.

The last one was about seven layers or so, and it fell straight on Nuwa.

For a while, Nuwa's weak body recovered in an instant because of the consumption of her heart and blood, because the consumption was too great.

I have to say that merit is a panacea, healing and enlightenment, refining treasures and refining the body, there is nothing he can't do.

It's just that there are some violent things to heal with merit.

But who calls people merit and willfulness?

After recovering from his injuries, his cultivation, which was about to fall to Da Luo, began to rise wildly.

The early stage of the quasi-saint is stable, the middle stage, the late stage, the peak, and the half-step mixed element, but in an instant of ten million, Nuwa's cultivation has returned to the point of a half-step mixed element.

And at this moment, the merit consumed is only two layers.

The only pity is that even with great merit, Nuwa did not cut off her own corpse because of this.

The remaining five layers of merit, under the continued infusion, forcibly fused the Yuan Shen and Hongmeng Purple Qi to break the shackles. Endless insights poured into Nuwa's mind, and the things she didn't know before were also understood, and the chaotic realm that was originally covered by clouds and mountains and fog completely opened her arms.

It's a pity that Nuwa took the path of sanctification, borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao, and sanctified by merit, which is the weakest method.

Therefore, the realm has only reached the early stage of the mixed yuan, and as for the combat effectiveness, compared to before, in addition to being able to borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao, immortal and immortal, it is not much stronger now.

However, the defense is very strong, after all, so many merits, in addition to being used for sanctification, also condensed the golden wheel of merit in the back of the head, the power is so strong, not to mention comparable to the innate treasure, but it is not far behind.

The saint became enlightened, made up for the way of heaven, and in the future, he would have to hunt on behalf of the heavens, which can be described as his own people, and heaven and earth celebrated it.

"Boom ......."

Suddenly, in the midst of the flood, the purple qi came from the east, the smallpox golden lotus surged, the spiritual rain continued, the fairies danced, the beasts worshipped, and the aftermath of the heavenly sound lingered.

The scene of Hongjun's sanctification was repeated, but the momentum was much smaller.

After all, Hongjun is a candidate for the Heavenly Dao, and he is also the first to become a saint, and he is also a three-corpse Taoist, and there is a treasure like the Creation Jade in his hands.

All aspects are not comparable to Nuwa.

However, a saint is a saint, with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, Nuwa's momentum is vigorous, and with it as the center, it instantly swept away in all directions.

For a while, the entire desolate creatures, if there was no supreme treasure and no formation to isolate them, under Da Luo, they were all pressed to their knees and trembled.

As for Da Luo, it is naturally the same as at the beginning, with great force, the formation is wide open, and the supreme treasures come out together, isolating the sage's coercion.

"Humph!"

Especially Sanqing, Zhun Ti, Emperor Jun Taiyi, Twelve Ancestors and others, are not to be outdone, not to mention competing with them, but they are also unwilling to show weakness with others.

Originally, if it was Sanqing and Zhun Ti, it would be fine, after all, everyone is a heavenly saint, Emperor Jun Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestors and others dare to argue with her, Nuwa is going to give a dismount.

But at the moment, she can't care about these things. Because compared to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the others, she was more willing to spend her mind on Fang Qingshan and the Mosquito Dao people.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but it will come late and early.

Nuwa has been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

Originally, after Nuwa became sanctified, Qiankun Ding, who should have been returned, was directly suppressed and detained by her.

Not only that, Nuwa also deliberately tilted her coercion towards the sea of blood.

It's a pity that it's just useless, the Blood Sea Array and all kinds of supreme treasures are guarded, even Hongjun can't break through, not to mention that Nuwa has just become a saint, and she has also taken the shortcut to the south to prove the Tao with merit, which is the weakest among the saints.

"The sub-line is a mountain wolf, and the ambition is rampant!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people couldn't help but sneer,

"Dare to detain Qiankun Ding, hehe, there is time to settle accounts with you. ”

Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people did not react aggressively in order not to startle the snake.

Seeing Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people as shrunken turtles, Nuwa was both happy and unhappy, half loud, seeing them for a while, she couldn't help them, she snorted coldly in her heart, but thinking of Qiankun Ding, thinking of the actions of the demon clan soon after, and the will of heaven, the corners of Nuwa's mouth couldn't help but sneer again.

"I am Nuwa, and now I have preached, and I have opened a dojo in the chaos, and all Taoist friends can come to watch the ceremony. ”

Seeing that there was no choice, Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people didn't care, and they didn't even care about the human race that had just been created, and flew directly towards thirty-three days away. At the same time, Nuwa's voice once again spread throughout the wilderness.

For Nuwa, the human race is nothing more than a tool for her sanctification.

Otherwise, the Terrans would not have been left here without hesitation.

She would not have thought of the danger of the flood famine, the new life of the human race, I am afraid that even the weakest race of the flood famine will not be able to compare.

Otherwise, they will not sit idly by and watch when the demon clan slaughters people in the future.

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