Without waiting for Qin Feng to continue to say more, Ming Ling once again mobilized a wisp of Styx's original power.

This faint gray-black aura immediately wrapped Qin Feng and Ming Ling in it.

Soon, the terrifying coercion disappeared.

"Really! It's the Houtu Empress! It's the Houtu Empress!"

Ming Ling was surprised and delighted, and suddenly jumped up and down around Qin Feng with excitement.

"Is it because Houtu Empress is going to recover?" Qin Feng also suddenly became a little confused, looking at the very violent aura around him, even though Qin Feng had always brought Houtu Empress into his world of law when he first entered the Demon Realm. But no matter whether it was the Demon Realm or the Demon Realm, Houtu Empress had never experienced such a weird energy fluctuation.

Moreover, this Penglai Fairy Island has just passed Ye Yi and the Silver Spirit Brocade, and it is already believed that it has a great relationship with the Nuwa Empress.

Now, the aura of Hou Tu Niang Niang in his body suddenly began to become active.

Qin Feng was a little confused for a while.

Could it be that Houtu Niangniang is also related to Nuwa Niangniang?

Only literally... It seems that the only thing that is the same is the word "Niang Niang" at the back...

Qin Feng rubbed his chin, and fell into contemplation for a while.

After Ming Ling was excited for a while, he realized that Qin Feng was in a daze.

Suddenly Ming Ling twitched Qin Feng's ear and said, "Master Qin? What are you doing?"

Qin Feng returned to his senses abruptly and looked at Ming Ling blankly. After a while, his eyes lit up suddenly and asked: "Ming Ling, are you very familiar with Houtu Empress?"

Ming Ling nodded slightly.

"Then do you know what is the relationship between Empress Houtu and Empress Nuwa?"

Qin Feng's first guess was that Hou Tu was the descendant of Nüwa, or that he was the daughter, grandson, and heir of Nüwa.

Later, he was honored as a celestial being.

Such things are not rare.

And the one who returned it to Qin Feng was a big blanking.

Big eyes in the true sense.

Ming Ling looked at Qin Feng speechlessly, and immediately said with a very naive expression: "I don't know any Nuwa Empress, I only know Houtu Empress."

emmmmm...

Is there something that the Origin God in this world doesn't know?

Qin Feng was also a little puzzled. Although this little guy may be older, but for Nu Wa's existence, he is indeed a little young.

There is indeed a lot of difference between an immortal **** who created the world innately and a little immortal formed by the day after tomorrow.

It's like Yuanmou people do to the human race of the present age.

It's more than a difference in age.

Qin Feng not only shook his head helplessly, and immediately said, "That's right, you shouldn't hope to be a little **** who is not the same age as the Nuwa Empress."

But Ming Ling's enthusiasm for Houtu Niangniang remained undiminished, and immediately pulled Qin Feng's sleeves and said, "Master Qin, let's go and see Houtu Niangniang!"

Qin Feng also nodded quickly.

After all, if the world of Dharma is not calm for a moment, one's soul will always be threatened.

In case something went wrong, the soul would be gone, and he would really be gone.

Immediately, Qin Feng led Ming Ling towards the depths of the world of dharma.

And every time he walked, Qin Feng saw that terrifying divine power, stirring up the world of his Dharma form, and the piles were scattered everywhere, and many of them were still engulfed in the sky by the divine power. Flying.

"Oh-I knew I wouldn't stay in the Demon Realm for a long time, so I shouldn't contain the Houtu Empress in the world of Faxiang."

"Fortunately, no other damage was done."

Qin Feng looked helplessly at the spirit weapon flying in the sky, and at this time, only the Chi You Demon Blade Tiger Soul Sabre in two golden cages that were concretized by divine power were not affected.

Qin Feng separated the spirit tiger soul from the main body of the soldier's Demon Blade, and the aura of the Demon Blade became very weak at this time, as if it had been drained of the devil energy, and it seemed that it was suppressed by something, with mad energy inside. At this time it became very calm.

But the Spirit Tiger Soul was curled up in the cage, daring not to make any movements.

As if the mouse heard the meowing, his whole body was shaking a little with fright.

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing and crying when he saw this scene.

Qi Ling Tiger Soul has always been very arrogant. Every time Qin Feng tried to refine it, there was no possibility of success.

Fortunately, with such a powerful magic weapon, at the cost of leaving the demon world, he took a huge risk to retake this magic weapon. It seemed that it was profitable and harmless.

If such a thing were made available to Chi You, Chi You must have been raging in the human world a long time ago, instead of being crushed under the sacred mountain.

"Tsk tusk tusk...it seems that you still have something to be afraid of..." Qin Feng couldn't help showing a trace of teasing on his face when he saw the tiger's soul trembling all over and curled up in the cage.

Instead, he raised his foot and walked around the cage, heading towards the place where the coffin of the Houtu Niangniang was stored in the face of the fierce divine power storm.

And as the coffin of Houtu Niangniang approached, the divine power storm here became more and more tyrannical.

If you can call it a storm here, the ones you just encountered are at best breeze.

Looking at the divine power whizzing through the sky, and under such a powerful force, almost no ghosts and evil spirits under the strength can survive in such a terrifying storm.

If there is no shield generated by the power of the source of the Styx, he may also be affected by this extremely manic storm of divine power.

The divine power storm in the entire world of dharma is spreading outwards centered on the coffin of the Houtu Empress.

And here, as the heart of the storm, everything in the world of Dhamma was torn into pieces by the storm and stirred in the sky.

Qin Feng subconsciously turned his head to look at the same Underworld, and suddenly found that Underworld's expression was extremely painful, as if he was also fighting against this terrifying storm.

"Underworld? You... can you hold on?"

Seeing the painful appearance of the Underworld, Qin Feng suddenly became a little worried. Once the Underworld can't hold on and the shield is torn apart, the two of them will most likely fall here completely and be annihilated by his own divine power.

Ming Ling's two dark eyes were almost narrowed into a slit at this time, and the eyebrows on his small face were also twisted into a big pimple.

"Master Qin...I can still hold on. It's important to go to the Houtu Empress first!"

As Ming Ling said, he nodded in pain.

Qin Feng immediately joined **** together, and a jet of black ink-like energy flew out from his fingertips: "I don't know if this power of the Nether will help you, let's hurry up!"

As he said, a ray of dark energy suddenly poured into the center of Ming Ling's eyebrows.

At the moment of contact, Qin Feng suddenly felt the tremendous pressure that Ming Ling was under, and immediately his whole head was as if he had been hit by a baseball player with a stick.

There was a violent hum.

Two people, one large and one small, gritted their teeth, their faces very painful looking at the palace not far away in the divine power storm.

At this time, it seemed that the style of this palace was somewhat similar to the palace on Penglai Xiandao.