Prehistoric: The Haotian Jade Emperor

Chapter 430: Fall

Chapter 430 Fall

“Fuck!”

On the entire battlefield, a bright white flashed across, and everyone in the photo couldn’t open their eyes.

After a while, everyone looked at the battlefield ahead.

“Houtu!” Nuwa looked at the front, suddenly feeling that things were not right, and said in a voice.

“Sister!” The twelve ancestor witches also looked towards Houtu.

I saw that the six reincarnations in front of Houtu had broken, exuding a faint and dim light color, and where Houtu was lying quietly at this time, Nuwa flashed and came to Houtu after seeing this. He picked up Houtu’s body, and saw that Houtu was in extremely poor condition at this time, and the whole person was a little confused.

“Are you all right!” Nuwa shook Houtu.

But Hou Tu was unable to speak at this time, and saw Hou Tu reluctantly opened her eyes and glanced at Nu Wa. She only felt that she was dying at this time. She couldn’t help grinning at the corner of her mouth. It’s uncomfortable, I’m afraid it’s hard for me to live.

“You have done well enough! Hold on! We can win!” Nuwa hurriedly persuaded.

Nuwa looked at Houtu in her arms, and now Houtu also looked at her.

“I feel! I may not be able to go back!” Houtu said slowly.

“No! You will definitely get back intact!” As he said, Nu Wa transported the whole body’s mana to heal the wounds in the back soil.

“Don’t bother! You should keep your mana to deal with the way of heaven!” Houtu said.

Nuwa didn’t speak, she just sent her mana toward Houtu. The light green mana continued to sink into Houtu’s body, and as he absorbed that spiritual light, the injury of Houtu was too serious.

“Nüwa!” At this time Hongjun and the other three came to Nuwa, Hongjun stopped Nuwa,

“Teacher!” Nuwa wiped her face with tears, “You must have a way to save Houtu! Please save her!”

“Oh!” Hongjun sighed, and shook his head helplessly at Nuwa.

“Houtu was badly injured by the Heavenly Dao, the soul is about to fall asleep, and there are very few people who can save her!” Yang Mei said.

“That is to say! Hou Tu was not saved?” Nu Wa said.

“Hmm!” Yang Mei nodded, “Perhaps! Someone can save her!” Yang Mei looked in the direction of the prehistoric.

Nu Wa Dang, even if she understands who can save Hou Tu, it is nothing but Haotian,

“But Haotian is not here! How to save it?”

“Now Tian Dao has just accumulated power to activate a large mana, it needs a period of recuperation, this can only depend on Haotian’s efforts!” Hongjun said for a long time, staring in the direction of Honghuang.

Nuwa was silent when she heard the words, she bent down again and picked up Hou Tu.

A gleam of glitter dripped from the corner of the back earth’s eyes,

“Am I going to die?” Houtu said.

“You won’t die!”

“Don’t lie to me! I feel that feeling!” Houtu’s ears can’t understand what people are saying at this time, his eyes gradually diminished, and slowly, Houtu’s eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. For a while, none of the following are open.

In her eyes, the figure of Haotian appeared at this time. From the beginning of her acquaintance with Haotian, to the time she married him as his wife, she practiced bit by bit along the way and traveled in chaos. For countless years, she The corners of his mouth gradually rose up, with a smile on his face,

“Haotian! See you in the next life!”

As the hand that Hou Tu placed on her lower abdomen fell to her side, Hou Tu slowly closed her eyes. The six samsara in front of her were also even more dim at this time, becoming colorless, and then turned into nothingness and disappeared. Here.

“Huntu!”

“Huntu!”

“Houtu! Wake up! Don’t sleep! You are asleep! I can’t see Haotian anymore!” Nu Wa shouted loudly.

But Hou Tu didn’t pay attention to Nuwa,

“Sister! Wake up!” At this time, the twelve ancestor witches gathered around, tears gleaming on Dijiang’s face, and tears in the eyes of the other ancestor witches.

“Oh!” Everyone present sighed.

“Buddha of immeasurable life!” Zhunti put his hands together at this time, shouted the Buddha’s horn, and chanted the mantra of rebirth.

The Sanqing ensemble looked at Houtu lying there, and saluted Houtu,

“Tao friends, great virtue!”

“Don’t have to be so sad! We still have a chance! Hold on! We can win!” Hong Jun shouted.

But at this time everyone’s mood is not high, even the people in the Houtu Hunyuan realm have fallen, not to mention yourself? Forget it, death is also dead, and everyone died without regret.

“Oh!” Yang eyebrows also sighed secretly.

“Om!”

“Om!”

The Heavenly Dao in the distance slowly began to gather energy again, and countless black and white lights gathered in front of Heavenly Dao and turned into a powerful aura.

“All are cheering up! Heaven is brewing to attack!” Hongjun hurriedly drank upon seeing this.

“Ready to fight!” Everyone fought and looked at the heaven ahead.

“Huh? Dead?” Tiandao said coldly.

“Just this little power! Are you still trying to fight me?”

“Wow!”

The dazzling white light illuminates the entire black hole space.

Compared to Tiandao, everyone else’s eyes dimmed. It seemed that they could not win this time. The white light was getting closer and closer to Hongjun and the others, but Hongjun and the others had no idea to avoid it.

At this time, everyone was dragging time for Haotian. They knew very well in their hearts that even though they had avoided this blow, they had already lost the capital to fight against Heaven. In that case, anyway, sooner or later, it would be defeated. It’s better to fight to the death. Bar!

Looking at the motionless Hongjun and the others, the rest of the great supernatural powers present naturally understood their thoughts.

Dijun turned his head and looked at Xihe again,

“Just resurrected! I’m going to die again! Are you afraid?” Di Jun asked Xihe.

“People who have died once! What else are you afraid of?” Xihe smiled faintly.

“Oh! Regret!” Di Jun said.

“What regrets does your husband have?” Xihe asked.

“As the demon emperor of the demon race, busy with major events of the demon race, it suddenly occurred to me that there are still many things left to do. Isn’t it a pity?” Nostalgia flashed in Di Jun’s eyes.

“Haha! Brother! How afraid? It’s a big deal to come back to fulfill this wish in the next life!” Taiichi smiled.

“Yes! Taiyi is right!” Xihe nodded.

“I’ll wait to die together! What’s the matter?” The three Dijun looked forward.

“Friends of Dao! Are you afraid of death?” said Styx standing beside Kunpeng.

“Dead? Alas!” Kunpeng shook his head, “Are you afraid?” Kunpeng asked.

“Haha!” Styx smiled bitterly.

“Old friend! You and I died together, it is worthwhile that I have waited countless years for friendship!” Hong Yun said.

“Yes!” Zhen Yuanzi nodded with emotion.

“Buddha of immeasurable life! I will not go to hell, who will go to hell?” The quasi-ti body shape beside him disappeared in a flash.

Before others could react, they saw Zhun Ti suddenly appear in front of Hong Jun and the others, blocking this attack for them.

“Junior Brother!”

The extension hand tried to hold the quasi-lift, but he did not hold anything.

(End of this chapter)