A golden light flashed, and the extremely murderous aura in Yang Jian’s three eyes stabbed forward with a golden stick.

"puff!!!"

A whistle sound is very light, very gentle.

At the same time, Nuwa changed her calm expression on her face and turned to a shocked face. Even above her jade face, she felt even more painful, and her eyes were full of incredible and horror.

She slowly lowered her head and looked at her chest.

On her chest, the golden cudgel was the body of the gun and the magic gun was the head of the gun. It penetrated her saint body hard, deeply penetrated her jade body, and blood slowly flowed down.

At this moment, several powerful generals of Qin State, two gods, and then used the golden cudgel and the power of the magic spear, the empress... was finally severely injured!!!

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

What an incredible thing is the saint bleed?

At this moment, millions of people in the field were silent, looking at this picture that they usually dared not even think about.

Although, in the capital of Qin that day, two saints, Amitabha Buddha and Tongtian Sect Master, were bleeding and were seriously injured.

However, it was because the saint had faced a saint. How could a saint be injured by several mortals like today?

Could it be that it is really just like the leader of Tongtian Sect said in the capital of Qin that day... the saint is no longer an immortal body, nor a body that lives with heaven and earth?

In the silence, the sound of blood flowing out seemed so harsh.

In the harsh sound, Nuwa raised her head slowly and looked at Yang Jian floating in front of her. A trace of crystal blood oozed out of the corners of her lips, with a look of incomprehensible eyes in her eyes.

From the beginning to the present, she thought that Yang Jian and Qin generals took action just to interrupt Ji Kao to continue watching the Tianshu, but she never expected that these mortals would actually dare to really want to kill themselves and have the ability to kill themselves.

He became a saint for thousands of years and was a human grandmother. Nuwa, who was born as an invincible saint, believed that he knew the human character very well.

They are cowardly, they are lonely, they fear God and want God to protect them.

And how dare they kill themselves, as saints, their status between heaven and earth?

Could it be that they are not afraid of their terrible revenge?

It was precisely because Nuwa couldn't think of this that when Yang Jian stabbed her jade body with a gun, she seemed so shocked and puzzled.

Actually, the answer is very simple.

Yang Jian and others were also extremely awe of Nuwa, but the Empress should not have the intention to kill Ji Kao.

For twenty years, although Ji Kao seems to have done nothing big, his feelings for these Qin generals and even everyone in Qin State have far exceeded her, the human mother who created the human race, and the human race.

Therefore, for Ji Kao, anyone in Qin dared to fight with the saint!!!

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

Blood was still slowly flowing out of Nuwa's chest and dripping down along the golden cudgel.

This killing weapon, which combines two major artifacts, is extremely fierce, making it impossible for the strong, like her, to use her body to directly resist the God-killing shot.

The next moment, Nuwa's lips shook slightly, looked at Yang Jian and asked, "Why?"

She was used to being above and controlling the life and death of others with one word, but she never thought that in the long years, death would come so close to her as it is today.

This awareness on her body made her body chill and her fingers tremble involuntarily.

Yang Jian did not answer because he himself didn't know why?

Then, the silence in the field was broken by a burst of clouds falling from the sky.

Within the explosion of clouds, it was naturally the second attack... Li Cunxiao!!!

"die!"

He was yelling hard and smashed the spear on his head.

At the same time, with a shiny and crisp sound, the golden cudgel quickly retracted and was held in Yang Jian. He just held the golden stick in his hand, looking coldly at the Nuwa Empress on his chest with a pool of blood stains on his chest, and as he watched the King of Potian hit the empress's head with his head, his expressionless face.

"boom!"

With the loud noise, blood splashed out from Nuwa's lips with a pouring momentum. At the same time, the Empress's breath was wild, and her whole body was smashed away by this huge force, like a meteorite, and hit the ground.

The power of this attack is the strongest combat power that Li Cunxiao exploded again after becoming a god.

After becoming a god, he naturally knew how terrible he was. At the same time, compared to this, he knew even more that the saints were extremely terrifying.

Therefore, he did not hold back at all. Even after hitting Nuwa with one blow, he was seriously overdrawn and was already unstable.

"Boom!"

The Empress fell to the ground, but the whole world calmed down.

However, this calm lasted for only a moment.

After a moment, the earth shook violently, and the meteorite transformed by Nuwa hit the ground hard, and then went deeper into the ground.

It is hard to imagine how powerful the falling to the ground is. At the moment Nuwa landed, a powerful source of tremor spread from the depths of the ground, causing the soil in a radius to arch up, rolling towards all directions like waves.

With such a violent impact, the Empress...is afraid she will die, right?

After the vibration and calm down, such a question emerged in everyone's mind!!!

After all, the impact just now was too fierce, and no one in the field could guarantee that he could survive in such a situation.

Finally, after a moment, the smoke and dust that was stirred up hundreds of feet high, like mushroom clouds after the nuclear bomb explosion, slowly dissipated, and a large pit appeared in the field, a large pit.

There was no breath in the pit, nor any sound, which was so calm that it made people feel terrible.

"Dead?"

Among the millions, someone suddenly asked in a low voice.

No one answered this question, but Yang Jian and Li Cunxiao, who were floating in the sky, showed extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

They knew that the Empress was not dead.

Because it would take a long time to dissipate the smoke and dust like mushroom clouds. And just now, the two of them clearly saw a glimmer of light passing by, and then the smoke and dust disappeared.

Just as they were thinking about this, a strange color suddenly flashed through the slightly narrowed eyes of the two of them.

Then, a light lit up, and at the same time, a colorful divine light surged, and the two lights kept flowing, as if two injured beasts were snuggling each other and licking each other's wounds.

And at the center of the light ball, it was the extremely pale cheek of Nuwa's nunny who was seriously injured.

"hiss!"

The next moment, countless sounds of gasping in the air sounded, and endless fear appeared on the faces of millions of people at the same time.

Isn't this dead?

Can a saint be killed if he is immortal?
Chapter completed!