A golden meteor fell straight towards this bloody street.

The Red Robe Saint raised his head slowly and calmly watched the living person who fell from the sky.

The living person slammed heavily between Mingyi and the Hongpao Shengxian. The surroundings were full of ripples caused by the chaos of time and space. These ripples did not cause any damage to any surrounding matter, but would cause optical distortion of all matter, just like a pool of water with constant waves surging.

After slapping the dust on his body, Wu Hen crawled out of the golden meteor pit.

He looked back at Ming Yi, who was already unable to tell the difference in appearance, and grinned and said, "I finally arrived, so you can make it easy for me to find."

Mingyi felt that she had hallucinations before she died.

The plan that grandpa set up was realized the next moment??

She knew nothing about what happened in this intermediate process. The most important thing was that the person who came to save her was Wu Hen. In other words, before she stepped into this whirlpool of time and space, Wu Hen reached the high dimension, and the memories about himself in his mind were not erased due to historical correction.

Like the extremely terrifying Red-robed Holy Emperor in front of him, he is an existence that cannot be tampered with by the laws of time.

"Which era do you come from?" The Red Rou Shengxian was not in a hurry. He had already destroyed most of Ye Nuwa's people. Whether it was Ye Nuwa's remnants or their descendants summoned by Nuwa's time ability, he could eliminate them all tonight!

"Are you the Xiansheng of Caiqiong?" Wu Hen looked at the man with a terrifying aura and asked politely.

"Why are there the holy soul of my Jade Emperor Qilin in your body?" The Hongbo Shengxian saw through the totem holy soul held by Wu Hen at a glance, and he frowned.

"Because I am your descendant, my name is Caiting..." Wu Hen said.

The red-robed Shengxian Caiqiong's eyebrows were squeezed together, and his handsome facial features were comparable to bitter melon. It was obvious that he was also surprised by this situation, and he felt even more incredible.

Fortunately, under the law of time, this kind of thing will indeed happen.

Moreover, there is the Jade Emperor Qilin in Wu Hen's body, which shows that the totem blood flowing in his body will not be fake.

"Since that's the case, you have dealt with her for me." said the Red Robe Saint Xiancaiqiong.

"That won't work. Her child is my descendant and your descendant." Wu Hen said.

"Have your flesh and blood in her belly?" The Red Rou Shengxian widened his eyes. As the supreme god on this land, he would not be surprised or bizarre about anything that happened in the world, but he was only unable to calm down at what was happening in front of him.

"Well, if you kill her, it is equivalent to killing your eleventh generation granddaughter-in-law and twelfth generation grandchildren."

"It's nonsense, I think she is not a pregnant woman." The Hongpao Shengxian examined it through his powerful spiritual perception and found that the woman was not pregnant at all.

"We work hard and we will have it next year." Wu Hen said sincerely.

When the old ancestor of Honglang heard this, he was so angry that smoke came from his seven orifices.

This kid actually teased himself. If he hadn't had the real totem bloodline on him, how could the Red Robe Saint could have listened to his nonsense and slapped the clown to death with a slap.

Mingyi felt that she was a little heartless many times. Unexpectedly, Wu Hen crossed time and space to this Shura battlefield, and was even more heartless than himself. When did he still tell such hell-level jokes?

"Do you also think that my deity's decision is wrong. You have to cross time and space to stop me?" The Red Rou Shengxian is worthy of being the true god of the universe. Even in time and space three hundred years ago, he had already figured out where those who fell from the sky came from and why.

He did make a decision that determines the fate of all mankind, that is, to destroy Ye Nuwa's lineage.

But this decision will inevitably have a greater impact, that is, all the prosperous people of Nuwa will be destroyed in the future. They will no longer grow perfectly in their greenhouse like Ye Nuwa's lineage, growing enough to compete with most gods in the different degrees and resist all laws... The most important thing is that without the God of Nuwa, no matter how powerful the god is, he will be trapped in this Cangchu Prison, and even he, will not be able to escape.

Whether this decision is right or wrong, Caiqiong cannot prove it at the moment... But three hundred years later, people returned here through the surviving Nuwa Godduan to open the law of time and stood on their opposite side. This has proved to a certain extent that their current decision is likely to have an extremely bad impact on the descendants of Cangchu.

In just a moment, the Hongpao Xiansheng Shengcaiqiong sorted out all the cause and effect, so he was also questioning Wu Hen whether he would stand on Ye Nuwa's side to overthrow their entire local gods of Cangchu!

"It's not about right or wrong. The changes in the times have not changed qualitatively because of any of your decisions. We are not going to stop this fight between you. You are just standing in their own position. There may be mixed with bitch provocations, unintentional hatred and conflicts of interest... No matter what the reason is, it is no longer important. In the hundreds of years afterwards, Cangchu's creatures were tortured by high-dimensional erosion. The Nuwa lineage also became a rat crossing the street. Countless Nuwa civilizations were buried in the dust..." Wu Hen did not expect that this saint had already deduced the future, so he sincerely told the scene three hundred years later.

"Is that true? Even those of us who have reached my level cannot change our destiny to be imprisoned here?" Sheng Xiancaiqiong's eyes were a little confused. At this moment, his eyes were very similar to Cailan who was standing at the peak.

"There is still a glimmer of life. Please allow us to pass through the seven-colored mountains and seas. We will plant the buds of hope in the human race there. We are all the people of Nuwa. Ten thousand years ago, thousands of years ago, now, and three hundred years later... If no one reaches the other side of the sky and enters a higher dimension, we will never know how the sky breaks, and what disasters flow down and erode our land of survival." Wu Hen said.

"Is that the Infinite City three hundred years later?" Sheng Xiancaiqiong raised his head and pointed at the mirror world emerging in the sky with his fingers. Through his eyes of the gods, he could clearly see that the human race, including the Nuwa, lived together.

In just three hundred years, all the deep hatreds were diluted by time. Caiqiong issued his will to the entire Holy Sect not long ago. All members of the Holy Sect would kill him when they saw Nuwa's lineage, but... three hundred years later, his will was like a wisp of clouds.

His own wrath of gods is not worth mentioning compared to the years, which makes Caiqiong feel extremely sad.

"Yes, that is the Infinite City three hundred years later. You can see the one standing in Ziyulou. She is your eleventh generation granddaughter. Her name is Cailan. She is standing at the top of Cangchu like you..." Wu Hen pointed at the sky.

In the eyes of others, they only saw an extremely brilliant divine star, but Wu Hen and Caiqiong had both reached the high dimension. Their eyes could cross the time pit, cross the time dimension and clearly see Cailan's figure and her appearance.

The moment Sheng Xian Caiqiong stared at Cailan, his expression completely changed.

"Ye Kuizhu indirectly killed his daughter..." Ming Yi said to Wu Hen in a faint voice at this time.

The leader of Ye Nuwa is the leader of Ye Nuwa's lineage.

This war not only affects the position of both sides, but also has too many grudges and entanglements, which are not imminent. Instead, many events that broke out eventually, are definitely not mediated by their words from the future.

"You go, I won't make things difficult for you, but I won't let any descendants of Ye Nuwa, including these people from the future. I need to give my child an explanation. The blood debt must be paid back!" Hongpao Caiqiong withdrew his gaze, more like taking back his endless thoughts from another irrelevant person, and finally turned into a killing that could not be changed by any external things!

What will happen in the future is what people in the future should face.

What I have to do is to let the entire Ye Nuwa lineage bury his daughter with all his daughter!

"If you really want to change this history, what you should do is to travel two months earlier than now and do your best to stop that tragedy. My kindness has been destroyed at the moment when my little girl died..." The anger in the red robe's heart was not calmed by seeing Cailan, which looked a little similar to his daughter, but was completely ignited.

In fact, his inner anger never subsided.
Chapter completed!