Chapter 71: Mount Buzhou Collapses! The Saints Take Action——

Honghuang.

Buzhou Mountain is so high that it is unknown how many tens of thousands of miles high. The mountain range stretches across hundreds of millions of miles.

All living beings in Honghuang, even in the most corners of Honghuang, can see the mountain that supports the sky from afar.

The Zhoutian Xingdou and Hunyuan Heluo formations of the demon clan can complement each other with the help of the power of Buzhou Mountain that connects the sky and the earth.

Connecting the sky and the earth.

It is both connecting the sky and the earth.

The Honghuang world formation is slowly moving, relying on Buzhou Mountain, absorbing the power of the Honghuang mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

It keeps the entire formation running!

And at this moment.

In the void, an extremely bright axe light pierced through and flew out, radiating an amazing spirit of creating the world.

All the creatures within hundreds of millions of miles around Buzhou Mountain, regardless of their cultivation level, were all prostrating on the ground, trembling.

The axe light that seemed to be able to reopen the world, without any stagnation, pierced through the void and chopped heavily at Mount Buzhou.

On Mount Buzhou, a wisp of cloud rose and entangled it, seemingly dispersing at the slightest gust of wind.

But even in the face of the axe light that could reopen the world, the wisp of cloud did not show any sign of disintegration.

The dazzling axe light was firmly blocked outside Mount Buzhou, preventing it from touching Mount Buzhou.

However, at this moment...

The great formation of the prehistoric world was running wildly, drawing power from the prehistoric world and Mount Buzhou.

The terrifying power drawn in an instant was so great that even Mount Buzhou could not draw power from the prehistoric starry sky and the prehistoric earth.

Almost in an instant, most of the original power of Mount Buzhou was drawn.

If it was normal, it would be fine. Mount Buzhou connected the sky and the earth, and with the power of the prehistoric earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, it would soon be able to recover as before.

But at this moment...

The brilliant axe light directly penetrated the curling clouds around Mount Buzhou, and chopped heavily on Mount Buzhou.

The towering Mount Buzhou, which was unknown how high, was almost split in half by this axe.

But Mount Buzhou was formed by Pangu's spine after all, and it has absorbed the power of heaven and earth for billions of years. Its solidity is unimaginable.

Even this brilliant axe that gathered all the power of the entire witch clan with the help of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Array could not destroy the Buzhou Divine Mountain.

And at this moment...

A black light quietly emerged on the side of Mount Buzhou.

This is...the origin!

It is the origin formed by the collapse of the prehistoric world array that forcibly extracted most of the original power of Mount Buzhou, swallowed all the fallen demon clans and all the witch clan power.

It is just different from the origin constructed by Ao Changsheng with the laws of the world, which contains the mystery of opening up the world.

In this "origin".

It contains only destruction!

An unprecedented bright light burst out.

Almost in an instant, this terrifying destructive force completely enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain.

The violent power raged, destroying everything, including living beings, matter, and even time and space.

After the terrifying power erupted, there was no chaotic scene as imagined.

The extremely pure destructive power erupted, and in just this moment, even the destructive power itself was destroyed.

Under this terrifying destructive power, even a solid mountain like Buzhou was already in ruins.

And at this moment...

Something incredible happened.

After the destructive power of the ‘origin’ erupted, a figure fell from mid-air where space no longer existed and time no longer existed.

"They are all dead... Big brother, second brother, brothers, and all the tribesmen are dead... Why am I still alive?"

Gonggong looked at the magical power that was wrapped around him, protecting him in the deadly situation and allowing him to survive.

Gonggong's eyes showed despair.

He could sense the breath of Pangu the Father God from it.

Under the entanglement of this breath, Gonggong could sense the great way of water in his body very clearly.

His injuries were recovering rapidly, his magic power was recovering, his Taoism was improving, and his body was in harmony with the great way of water.

If it were any other day, he could feel the breath of Pangu the Father God, and he would be very excited to have made such progress.

But at this moment...

Gonggong's heart was filled with despair.

"Why is it me again... why am I the only one who survived!" Gonggong's hands trembled, and his mind could not help but think of the extremely distant past.

That was the only time in the outer world that he had the opportunity to kill all the living forces of the demon clan.

"I am a sinner... I am a sinner of the witch clan!!!" Gonggong knelt on the ground and roared, with two lines of tears sliding down his face.

The invisible and intangible breath that permeated between heaven and earth continuously poured into Gonggong's body at this moment.

This is the breath of the quantitative calamity, the breath of the quantitative calamity of the witch and demon!

Compared with the chaos of the heavenly secrets, this breath of the quantitative calamity is the most terrifying thing during the quantitative calamity.

Invisible and intangible, there is no way to detect it.

But it can confuse the minds of immortals and gods without them noticing, making them make choices that they would never have made in the past.

In the formation, the Wu clan used the power of the entire clan to launch the "Open Heaven and Earth" without leaving any power to protect themselves.

In the end, the demon clan Emperor Jun did not choose to escape, but detonated the formation and died together.

And at this time...

Gonggong knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, his eyes filled with despair. Suddenly, the corner of his eye suddenly swept across the dilapidated Buzhou Mountain in the distance.

An idea that had never existed and should never have appeared in the minds of the witches emerged.

Gonggong immediately showed the true body of the ancestor witch, which was tens of millions of feet tall, and an extremely violent aura entangled his body.

Under the influence of the power of Pangu, Gonggong was even stronger than before the war, and was still improving rapidly.

However, Gonggong looked at the ruined Buzhou Mountain not far away, and his eyes were full of madness.

When he learned that the witches were destroyed, Gonggong was so desperate that he was so crazy at this moment.

Gonggong laughed wildly, his ancestor witch body, his water avenue, his life, everything about him was burning at this moment.

"My clan is dead, so let's die together!"

Stepping on two water dragons, Gonggong rushed directly to the Buzhou Mountain.

"Boom boom--"

A loud noise spread throughout the prehistoric world.

After experiencing the axe of 'Pangu', the self-destruction of the prehistoric world formation, and the collision of Gonggong burning everything he had at this time.

Buzhou Mountain!

It broke directly from the middle and collapsed!

In an instant, the world changed drastically.

The sun, moon, and stars shifted, the mountains, rivers, and seas were broken, the heavens shattered, cracks appeared in the sky, and the water of the Tianhe River poured back into the prehistoric world.

The water from the sky entered the mortal world, and one drop became hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of drops. The entire prehistoric world was almost instantly covered by violent floods.

The broken star fragments turned into countless sky fires and fell into the prehistoric world.

On the prehistoric land, countless creatures were wailing.

The vast prehistoric world was trembling, the pillars of heaven collapsed, and the vast prehistoric world actually had a sense of slowly merging again.

Facing this natural disaster doomsday, even the great powers of the prehistoric world were powerless, and at most they could only protect some of the creatures around them.

In the underworld of reincarnation, Pingxin looked at the fallen witch clan with tears in his eyes, while doing his best to maintain reincarnation.

Supporting this fragmented world, supporting the fragile reincarnation that was about to break.

And at this time,

The saints who had been watching the show silently in their own dojo finally changed their colors, and one by one they used their magical powers and appeared on the side of the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

Then, the saints took action as if they had already discussed it.

Laozi took a step forward with his crutches, and a roll of Tai Chi diagram flew out from his sleeves. A white jade golden bridge spanned the prehistoric world, and the endless repressive force directly fixed the broken prehistoric land.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved the Pangu Banner in his hand.

Chaos sword energy flew out, easily cutting the Buzhou Mountain that the two tribes of witches and liches had pushed with all their strength into countless pieces.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the collapsed Buzhou Mountain was directly put away.

And the Zhuxian Sword Formation of Tongtian Sect Master had already covered the prehistoric sky, and the falling sky fire and the backflowing sky water were all blocked.

Jie Yin sat cross-legged on the golden lotus, his eyes drooping, as if squinting or awake. In the vast wilderness, where there were endless creatures, golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, isolating water and fire.

And Shunti Taoist had billions of clones, appearing in various places in the wilderness, driving the endless sky and pouring into the four seas of the wilderness.

And Nuwa at this time... appeared outside Ao Changsheng's Taoist temple, looking at Ao Changsheng with a smile.

"Take it!"

Ao Changsheng looked helpless, and with a wave of his hand, a Hunyuan Cauldron flew out of the Taoist temple and fell into the hands of Nuwa outside the Taoist temple.

This cauldron was naturally the innate treasure that Ao Changsheng had obtained for countless years, the Qiankun Cauldron.

But Ao Changsheng never thought that he had obtained the Qiankun Cauldron for billions of years, and the first time he used this treasure was to lend it to others.

"Thank you, Senior Changsheng." After Nuwa took the Qiankun Cauldron and thanked her, she turned around and disappeared outside the Taoist temple.

"And you too..."

After Nuwa left, Ao Changsheng turned his eyes and looked in another direction.

There, a figure without any breath stood quietly.

Even the saint Nuwa just now did not detect the breath of this figure.

In the prehistoric world, who else can have this ability except Hongjun who is in harmony with the way of heaven.

"Daoyou Changsheng, the witch and demon calamity is about to end!" Tiandao Hongjun smiled and looked at Ao Changsheng with ease.

"I know! Give it to you! All for you!" Ao Changsheng said unhappily, and a large ball of world origin flew towards Hongjun from his sleeve.

And from the other sleeve, a small ball of world origin flew out, and the moment it appeared, it broke through the void and disappeared in the prehistoric world.

"Thank you, Daoyou Changsheng."

Hongjun smiled and thanked Ao Changsheng.

"If you really thank me, don't try to plot against me in the future." Ao Changsheng looked unhappy.

Although for him, the amount of the world's origin is not worth mentioning, and it was promised to be given away long ago.

But it was originally more than 10,000 yuan to be slowly paid in installments, and it suddenly expired in less than tens of thousands of years, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Daoyou Changsheng, how can you say that you calculated... This catastrophe will come so quickly, but it's your fault."

Perhaps the plan is about to succeed, Hongjun is very happy at this time, put away the world's origin, and smiled.

Ao Changsheng snorted coldly.

Of course he knew that it was caused by himself, otherwise how could he be so easy to talk to.

When he cleaned up the innate evil spirit left by Hongyun, when he took action, the evil spirit had been permeating the blood sea for a million years.

Although there have been people using merit to clean up the evil spirit in these million years.

But the power of merit can dissolve the innate evil spirit, but it does not mean that the innate evil spirit will disappear out of thin air.

Instead, it turned into pure heaven and earth power and merged into the prehistoric world.

However, this part of heaven and earth power was ultimately transformed by the aura of calamity.

Although it would not lead to the aggravation of the quantitative calamity or trigger the infinite quantitative calamity as before, it was still possible to trigger the quantitative calamity in advance.

However, Hongjun did not calculate him?

Ao Changsheng did not believe it at all.

Although every major event in the prehistoric world at this time was not much different from what he knew, this was only on the surface, and the gap inside was huge.

"Daoyou Hongjun, are you sure you don't need my help?"

Ao Changsheng suddenly said, pretending to be indifferent on his face: "Although I admire Daoyou Hongjun's courage, I am still better at manipulating the world."

"It's just a small matter, I can still handle it, there is no need to come to Daoyou Changsheng!" Hongjun smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, the prehistoric catastrophe has not yet ended, so I will take my leave first."

"Let's go! Let's go! The master and the disciple came here, one to borrow the spiritual treasure, the other to ask for benefits, neither of them is a good person." Ao Changsheng waved his hand with a look of disgust.

Hongjun didn't care about Ao Changsheng's words at all, and disappeared without a move, holding the origin of the world.

And Ao Changsheng's incarnation also suddenly dispersed.

...

The coast of the East China Sea.

The Qiankun Ding was suspended in the sky, heating itself without fire, and the mouth of the Ding was in chaos, emitting amazing heat.

On the side, Nuwa picked up various stones from the broken prehistoric land and put them into the Qiankun Ding, and the laws of creation were beaten into the Ding.

It's not that Nuwa was stingy and didn't want to give up various innate spiritual materials to refine this thing to repair the sky.

But the soil and stones on this prehistoric land were the most suitable things to repair the sky after being refined by the Qiankun Ding.

Soon, one after another, divine stones emitting colorful light flew out from the cauldron and flew to the cracks in the sky throughout the ancient world.