Chapter 1359 I Can Mend the Sky!

"Eastern Emperor...!"

Although Nu Wa sat and watched the battle between the liches, her heart was still biased towards the demon clan. It's just that the two demon emperors Dijun and Donghuang recently had a big plan to compete for the primordial purple energy, and gradually they did not regard her as a demon. The saints of the clan put it in their eyes.

So she wanted to take this opportunity to teach Dijun Donghuang a sufficient lesson.

When Dijun fell, Nuwa just frowned. In her opinion, it might be a good thing that there is only one emperor left in the Yaozu.

Later, the Donghuang Bell was blown away, and the saints competed for the treasure, and she also participated in it under the temptation of the treasure.

But I didn't expect that Donghuang Taiyi would fall apart if he didn't win the treasure.

This kind of price made the monster saint a little unacceptable.

Before the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, the secrets were obscured, and the saints could not calculate the cause and effect, but now they all suddenly realized that the human race is booming, and the lich will naturally withdraw from the stage of the prehistoric land.

If the two clans of Liches are to decline, then the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches must fall.

Nuwa gave up fighting for the bell and hammer, and immediately appeared at the place where the Eastern Emperor fell. Unfortunately, the generation of Eastern Emperor has already turned into ashes.

The moment she appeared, other saints also rushed over. Sanqing and Jieyin hadn't finished fighting before, so they gave up fighting for the Eastern Emperor Bell and rushed to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

After Zhunti arrived, Iron Fan and Xin Han came hand in hand, and saluted Sanqing at the same time: "I have seen the three senior brothers!"

Sanqing nodded slightly to Xin Han and Iron Fan, but this was not the time to talk, they looked solemn and looked at the crack in the sky.

At this moment, the Tianzhu collapsed, and the disaster continued. While the earth became Zeguo, it began to collapse and shatter, and it was about to fall apart.

In the previous Lich Wars, the damage was not just that simple on the surface, it had already hurt the earth veins. At this time, it was washed by the water of the Tianhe River, and the prehistoric land showed signs of splitting.

Now is the real disaster for all races. Countless prehistoric creatures die every moment. Even those powerful prehistoric behemoths either fall into the abyss of the ground, or are refined by the earth's core fire drawn by the Eastern Emperor, and more The vast ocean washed into by the water of the Tianhe River.

In such a situation, the mountains and rivers weep together, and the saints mourn together. The foundation of the saints is the flood. If the flood is destroyed, the way of heaven will inevitably collapse. If the way of heaven collapses, the saint will not exist.

Laojun directly threw the Taiji Diagram, which turned into a colorful streamer. After a moment, the colorful streamer was closed, and a colorful streamer arch bridge spanning the entire prehistoric region appeared.

The yin and yang qi hang down from the arch bridge, which separates the turbidity and calms the ground, water, wind and fire instantly.

At this time, the old gentleman shouted softly to the other saints: "Please use your skills to save hundreds of millions of lives!"

"As it should be!"

All the sages, including Iron Fan, activated their mana at the same time to reunite the prehistoric land that was about to fall apart, and then used their own methods to minimize the calamity.

Xin Han naturally wants to help out, and fools don't do things to share merits.

Not only the saints and Xin Han, Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Guanzhen sacrificed the fetal membranes of the earth, strengthened the earth's energy to resist the water of the Tianhe River, saved countless lives, gained great merit and great luck, and from then on Zhenyuanzi truly became a A man of morality, a true immortal of Ford.

Hongyun, Styx... and so on, etc. At this time, many great powers in the prehistoric land are taking action to eliminate disasters and save all living beings.

'Boom rumble'

The huge thunderous sound of Weng Ming, from far to near, from near to far, is the sound of collision made by the prehistoric land once again gathered by all the saints.

After gathering the earth, it is necessary to sort out the scattered and broken veins before it can be considered successful, but it is undoubtedly a huge project to straighten out the veins of the entire prehistoric land.

At this moment, suddenly from the chaos thirty-three days away, there was an ethereal singing voice:

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is Daozhen.

Outside the heaven and earth, I will be the head teacher.

Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and the four images followed.

One pass on to three friends, and the second teachs to explain and divide.

The leader of the Taoist capital, transforming Hongjun with one breath. "

Then a streak of purple energy, like a rainbow piercing the sun, came from the chaos and fell in front of everyone and turned into a cloud platform,

Daoist Hongjun lives above it, and Haotian and Yaochi are separated on both sides.

As soon as Hong Junfang appeared, he pointed at the ground, and the ground that was gathered by all the saints was constantly shaking. After a while, the ground veins were completely straightened out.

All the sages, together with Xin Han, rushed forward to pay homage: "I have seen the teacher!"

Hongjun nodded slightly. At this time, his aura was ethereal and indifferent to the extreme, and there was no sign of life at all. It seemed that even if he didn't fully fit his body at this time, he might have lost most of himself.

Hongjun's emotionless voice came out: "But today the earth collapsed and all races suffered. You wait for the saints to mend the sky and save all beings in the universe!"

Nuwa heard that Fulin was in her mind. Although she didn't get much when the Taoist ancestor divided the treasures, she got 36,501 five-color god stones from the Fenbao Rock. I received it, but I don't know where to use it after I get it.

At this time, Daozu proposed the matter of mending the sky, and she suddenly realized that it was just used here, and she directly said to the saints: "I have thirty-six thousand five hundred and one five-color god stones, which can mend the sky, but it's not enough. ..."

She wanted to say that there was still a refining cauldron, but before she could say it, she was interrupted by someone, and Xin Han said loudly: "I have a Qiankun cauldron to mend the sky, and there is still a shortfall of 36,500." One Five-Colored Divine Stone!"

You saints are all born with exquisite minds, and you can't see that this guy is clearly trying to grab this merit, and his morals are depressing. Nima, you are short of more than 30,000 stones, which is enough!

Laojun moved his eyebrows, Yuanshi snorted coldly. Tong Tian turned his back, and the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The iron fan touched La Xinhan's sleeve: "Be serious, you are here to save the world!"

Only Zhunti and Jieyin glanced at each other, and found that the other party's eyes were full of admiration just like his own, idol, this thick-skinned, far surpassed his senior brother.

Immediately Zhunti also said in a loud voice: "I can mend the sky, but I still need a cauldron of heaven and earth, 36,501 five-color god stones!"

"..."

"..."

This is an empty-handed white wolf.

Xin Han also accepted it. Sure enough, there is only the most shameless, not the most shameless. Shameless has no limit.

Not to mention the saints, even Hongjun's face twitched, thinking whether to suspend the integration of the heavenly way, let his true nature show for a while, and kill this stinking shameless person.

However, most of Hongjun's thoughts were fused by the Dao of Heaven. As long as he succeeded in mending the sky, as for who would mend the sky and who would receive the merit, this was not in his consideration.

Nuwa snorted coldly, waved her hand, and sacrificed 36,501 multi-colored sacred stones, and scolded Xin Han: "The matter of mending the sky must be my multi-colored sacred stones produced in the chaos. Han, don't mess around, take out the Qiankun cauldron, and then you can get some merits, so why not do it!"

Xin Han laughed: "My Qiankun Cauldron is an innate treasure. If you want to melt stones to mend the sky, you have to go to it. You still have to give up the stones, and then you can get a small half of the merits. It's cheap for you!"

Zhunti licked his face and said, "Why don't you give me the things..."

"Get lost!" Nu Wa and Xin Han glared at the same time.

Zhunti opened his mouth, and suddenly said to Xin Han: "You are not a saint, so you may not be able to mend the sky, what are you doing!"

Xin Han sneered: "My iron fan, beheading a corpse to become a Taoist, why can't it mend the sky?"

Nuwa's face changed when she heard the words, and only then did she realize that Xin Han was fighting for this great merit for Iron Fan.