"The way of heaven revolves, life and death. If Ye Xuan really dies, it will be his own fate." Nuwa spoke calmly, without intending to rescue him.

"Master!"

Hearing Nuwa's words, a line of clear tears flowed out from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl's eyes. But before she could continue to plead, Nuwa was already fixed by her side, and she could not even make a slight pleading sound.

"Ye Xuan, are you the seventh saint of heaven?" Nuwa murmured, and a look of doubt flashed across her eyes.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, the so-called Nuwa Palace event is worse than a test of the saint Nuwa on Ye Xuan.

Because Nuwa has always guessed that Ye Xuan is probably the seventh saint of heaven. If he is really a saint of heaven, he will definitely survive in the hands of the quasi-saint, because the way of heaven will never let him die in the hands of the quasi-saint in vain, and will leave him a glimmer of hope for life.

But if Ye Xuan is not the seventh saint of heaven, then he will be killed by the quasi-saint. This can also be said to be a trick of the saint Nuwa to kill people by using a knife.

The saint's mind is unpredictable, and no one knows Nuwa's true thoughts. It's just that Nuwa keeps feeling the changes in the way of heaven, because only when the way of heaven falls into a glimmer of hope can Ye Xuan survive from the hands of the quasi-saint.

This vitality may be the quasi-saint's disaster, or the thunder of heaven's punishment, or it is more likely to arrange another quasi-saint to appear and save Ye Xuan. This is a glimmer of vitality left by the way of heaven to Ye Xuan, and it can also prove indirectly that he is the seventh saint of heaven.

Unfortunately, when Nuwa felt the changes in the way of heaven, she did not feel any changes in the way of heaven at all, let alone leave any vitality to Ye Xuan.

"Why!"

A hint of disappointment passed through Nuwa's eyes and a long sigh came from his mouth, because in the Chaos Temple, the ancestor of Wanpox had already slapped Ye Xuan with one palm, but even when Ye Xuan was about to die, the way of heaven had not shown any hope of life to Ye Xuan, which also made Nuwa know that Ye Xuan was not the seventh saint of heaven.

Either a saint or an ant. Since the way of heaven has not shown its vitality, Ye Xuan has no chance of being a saint. In the eyes of Nuwa, his life and death are no different from that of an ant, and he has returned to his calm mind again.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Nuwa spoke out in surprise because the ancestor Wanpo did not kill Ye Xuan, but suddenly stood there for no reason, as if it turned into a mud doll.

"What's going on?"

Nuwa's face changed slightly. She stretched out her slender jade fingers and kept counting the changes in the secrets of heaven, but the way of heaven had no changes at all, and everything was running on a normal trajectory.

"No, there's something weird!"

No matter how many laws are invaded, no matter how many disasters are, Nuwa is the six great saints in the world, and can be called the strongest existence, but no matter how he calculates the changes in the way of heaven, he has no reaction at all. But why did the ancestor Wandu suddenly stop and did not kill Ye Xuan?

Surprisingly, the holy heart shook. This is Nuwa's mood at this moment. She was not calculating, but looked at the Chaos Temple, hoping to discover why the ancestor Wanpox did not kill Ye Xuan.

In the Chaos Dojo.

The ancestor of Wanpopox stood in place like a clay sculpture, and even his eyes were still frozen, but cold sweat continued to appear from his forehead.

It was not that the ancestor of Wandu did not want to kill Ye Xuan, but when he was about to kill Ye Xuan, an indescribable fear appeared on his mind and directly fixed him in place, as if there was a great terror that looked down on him outside the chaos, making him dare not move at all.

Dong!

Suddenly, in the nine-sky starry sky, perhaps Nuwa discovered something, she pointed out her delicate jade, and a holy light fell directly on the body of the ancestor Wandu, which also made the ancestor Wandu light all over and his body returned to normal again.

"Die!"

The ancestor of Wanpo is not stupid. When she felt the will of the saint Nuwa, her face was ferocious and terrifying, and she slapped Ye Xuan's eyebrows with one palm. If this blow was true, Ye Xuan would definitely die.

Dong-dong-dong-dong.

Suddenly, in the Taihao starry sky and the world, a slight sound of footsteps was heard, instantly causing the ancestor Wandu to stay in place again, and even this time and space had stopped moving forward.

Not only the ancestor of Wanpoison, but also those with great supernatural powers from all walks of life were fixed, and even their thinking was stagnant.

It’s wrong. It’s not that these people are fixed, but that the time of the whole world is stopping. Look at the big stars that were originally rotating and stopping, and the waves in the vast sea and starry river are also stagnant. This completely shows that the time and space of the world are no longer rotating.

If the only one who was not affected was the only saint Nuwa who was high above the starry sky in the nine heavens!

However, at this moment, the face of the saint Nuwa changed drastically. Her body, which had been unmoving forever, suddenly stood up. She looked at the starry sky in the distance. She showed an extremely horrifying look in her eyes, and there was an indescribable nervous look.

Time and space are stagnant, and the great way is not revealed. Even though Nuwa is a saint, she has never heard of such a method. This is beyond her imagination. How can she not be extremely terrified?

Wow!

Like the eternal river of time flowing, like the eternal time and space are reversing, the sound of the surging waves of time and space echoing in all directions, a long river of time manifests in the Taihao starry sky, and a vague figure seems to have reversed the long river of time and is moving from the future to the present life.

Crossing the barriers of time and space, and rebelling against the long river of time, this figure was lonely and desolate. The waves of time were churning, pushing him directly into the Chaos Temple, and even stood beside Ye Xuan.

"Who is a fellow Taoist?"

Nuwa made a terrifying voice. She wanted to try her best to control her terrified emotions, but her trembling voice betrayed her nervous mood at the moment.

"The eternal eternity is endless, the road is alone, today's cause and effect have been born, and he will find you to settle it in the future."

The mysterious phantom spoke out loud. He looked at Nuwa indifferently, and then silently looked at Ye Xuan in a coma, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"The road to heaven is hard to move, everything is buried, you and I have the same root and origin, can we transcend it?"

The mysterious figure whispered, and he didn't see any movement. The ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons had turned into wisps of flying ashes and was directly annihilated in the void, as if this person had never appeared in this world.

"It reversed the long river of time and broke the ancient and modern land. I will suffer a great disaster in the future. Can you change the future in this life?"

The mysterious phantom smiled sadly. He never looked at the saint Nuwa from beginning to end, as if the so-called saint was not worth mentioning in his eyes. When he stepped on the sky again, the reversal of the long river of time flowed down again, and the mysterious phantom dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Rumble!
Chapter completed!