Some things have been experienced once.

After experiencing it once, it is not hard work, but torture.

This is what Honglian is doing...

In my memory, I had encountered this scene, but now...

Wei Ziqing was in great pain.

He could have avoided all this, but he couldn't.

I could only watch her, suffering this torture and pain.

"You're still here..."

After Wei Ziqing's treatment, Honglian opened her eyes and said the first sentence she said was this.

She knew that he would come.

Because he is his master...

But she didn't want him to come.

"Why do you want to come?"

Her face was full of tears, it was pain, it was entanglement, it was also asking...

Why come?

Wei Ziqing did not answer her...

He just stretched out his hand and touched her pale cheeks and delicate skin, and couldn't help but feel the sin in his heart: "Do you regret it?"

Wei Ziqing asked.

Do you regret it, like yourself?

Although he didn't need to ask, he still wanted to ask.

"No regrets..."

Honglian replied.

"Falling in love with me is destined to be painful..."

"I'm already in pain!"

Wei Ziqing fell silent.

"What you said is still worth it?"

"What?"

"Marry me!"

"No!"

"Then marry me!"

Honglian was stunned. She looked at Wei Ziqing as if she was listening to a sleep, full of disbelief!

But, soon, she smiled.

Tears covered the collars of the clothes.

She burst into tears.

It was just that it was pain just now, but now, she is happy...

Um.

The sound is very small, but the sound is unquestionable!

...

At the same time.

In chaos.

Heaven outside the sky, in the Daoyuan Palace.

Hongjun sat upright on the platform.

Haotian recovered from his injuries and served him.

Below is Laozi, Primitive, Tongtian, Bodhi, Cundi and... Nuwa!

"I don't know that Lord, this time I call us together, but it's related to the people of the gods?"

I stood up and asked respectfully.

Since the Taoist master became a saint and became a Taoist master, he no longer appeared, let alone summoned them specially.

In addition, Na Luohu is actually a member of the gods, which is obviously related to them.

Hongjun nodded: "Good!"

"Lord of Taoism, do you know who is the person from the gods?"

Bodhi asked, "What is the conspiracy he mentioned? Could this catastrophe not be the catastrophe of heaven, but a human creation?"

Hongjun fell silent.

After a long time, he spoke: "At the beginning of Hongmeng, Pangu opened the sky and turned Hongmeng into the prehistoric world. However, Hongmeng was divided into nine places. The prehistoric world was the ninth universe, and there were eight places outside it... And the gods were the race of the eighth universe, and then Lu Xifa was the eighth universe, the master of heaven, the son of God, and his cultivation had reached the realm of a saint..."

Countless secrets were slowly spoken from Hongjun's mouth.

At this moment, this group of saints realized that the so-called saints are actually just the starting point of everything, and there are more terrifying existences on it!

Especially the God of that race, his cultivation is far beyond the laws of heaven!

This kind of horror was definitely something they could not imagine!

Several saints looked at each other.

They were terrified...

They are incredible!

But there is one person who always has no expression on his face, and that is Saint Nuwa...

She had known all this long ago!

"Is this battle inevitable?"

The saints asked.

They are all uneasy...

Their enemies are far superior to those of saints. How can they not be afraid?

Hongjun nodded: "You can't retreat and avoid it... Lucifer has opened the passage, and the ancient battlefield has been formed. Even the deity can't be closed. A hundred years later, the Son of God will come... The king is in the prehistoric world. In this battle, you can't retreat and avoid it!"

"What should I do?"

"war!"

"How to fight?"

"God has made the way of heaven. The rules of the universe do not allow the way of heaven to come. In this battle, only a few saints can take action... But that's true, there is one person who can help you..."

"Hongmeng... Qinglian Holy Emperor!"

Everyone's eyes narrowed, he was the only one, no one!

"Of course!"

Hongjun nodded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a terrifying existence like him, it would be much easier.

His strength is far superior to that of a saint. Even if he takes action, nothing will be a problem!

"However, this is just one thing, and the other is the top priority!"

Hongjun spoke again.

Everyone looked at Hongjun in confusion.

"After the battle between the gods, the world will inevitably collapse. Even if the gods retreat, one day it will come. You must seal it, at least within tens of thousands of epochs, to ensure that it is safe!"

"this……"

The saints were in a dilemma. Is it going to seal the prehistoric world?

Can their strength be really achieved?

“How to do it?”

Hongjun slowly said something. As soon as this was said, Nuwa's delicate body trembled and she quickly returned to peace.

"The body of the green lotus can be sealed!"

This gathering of all the holy saints lasted for a hundred years.
To be continued...