Rahu was seriously injured, and he was already at the end of the crossbow, resisting left and right, so he survived. Zhang Zhitian sacrificed the Chaos Clock, the sun, moon and stars appeared on the surface of the Chaos Clock, the mountains and rivers of the continent, and the five-colored light shone on the heaven and earth, fixing Rahu and unable to move. The mystery of the Pangu Banner Lord is broken, the Hongmeng is divided, the chaos is broken, and the world-destroying blow hits Rahu, Rahu is full of holes, his head disappears, and blood is all over his body, crumbling. The evil corpse sacrificed the Taiji diagram, and the Taiji diagram turned into a ball of yellow light, tightly wrapped around Rahu, shook slightly, and unfolded. A burst of gray dust flew, and Rahu's soul flew away and returned to the way of heaven.

Zhang Zhitian's cheeks twitched, and he was deeply shocked by the great power of Pangu Banner and Taijitu, so that he did not dare to have the slightest idea of competing with Hongjun. Cheeky and unashamed, he bowed to the teacher and said respectfully: "The disciple is not talented, and he is willing to serve the teacher." Holding the Trapping Immortal Sword high in both hands, waiting for Hongjun to take it away.

Hongjun's eyes swept away, his brows furrowed, his eyes were not good, and he looked at Zhang Zhitian: "You offer the Chaos Bell and borrow it for the teacher." ”

Zhang Zhitian's heart was excited, Hongjun wouldn't want to seize the treasure and kill people, right? If there was no Chaos Bell, wouldn't it be a chopping board for fish and meat to be slaughtered?

Zhang Zhitian was only resigned, did not dare to get up, and said: "The disciple is afraid! If it is not the disciple's unwillingness, it is really desolate and sinister, if there is no such treasure, he will be dead." You are not allowed to visit your teacher. ”

Hongjun's eyes flickered, and he hesitated, picked up the Trapping Immortal Sword, pointed at Zhang Zhitian's shimmering head, and said, "What else do you have to say?"

Zhang Zhitian's palms were full of sweat, his heart trembled, and he said, "I am willing to deal with it by the teacher." ”

Hongjun saw that there was a faint condensation of heavenly merits above Zhang Zhitian's head, and the atmosphere was carried out. Where there is atmospheric luck and the favor of heaven, it can often turn evil into good fortune. Hongjun put away the trapped immortal sword, held his hands weakly, and leaned upward: "You get up, you will be my disciple in the future." ”

Zhang Zhitian straightened up, still knelt down, let out a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: Fight hard, if you become a chicken and dog, you will ascend to heaven, and the position of a saint will be in sight;

Zhang Zhitian held the huge Chaos Bell in both hands, fell to the ground, and his heart beat faster: "The teacher has his own affairs, and the disciples obey their work, and this bell is willing to be dedicated to the master." ”

Hongjun took the Chaos Clock, held it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and stroked the patterns on the surface of the Chaos Clock, the sun, moon and stars, the mountains and rivers, and sighed for a while.

"This bell, take it first for the teacher, but it will not be taken in vain, give you twelve products to destroy the black lotus of the world, and kill the god spear. ”

Zhang Zhitian's heart trembled, his flesh hurt, and the Chaos Clock was gone. The twelve-grade world-destroying black lotus, the god-killing spear is a good match, but it may not be better than the Chaos Bell.

Zhang Zhitian was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, so he bowed to Hongjun again, not daring to show a trace of dissatisfaction, and pretended to be happy and said: "Thank you for the teacher's reward." ”

Hongjun waved his hand and said, "Get up! If you have something to do for the teacher, you won't stay long, and you can practice well." "Set up the heavens and clouds, the good corpse, the evil corpse, the corpse, and the Hongjun are one. It becomes a dazzling meteor, streaks across the blue sky, and flies out of the sky.

Zhang Zhitian searched near the bones of the Qiankun Daoist and the Yin-Yang Daoist, and unearthed a green ruler and a cracked Yin-Yang bottle. Holding the turquoise ruler in his hand, he played with it, and a cool breath came, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart: It won't be a measuring ruler, right?

Measuring Ruler: After opening the sky, it is condensed by the merit of opening the sky and the gas of Xuanhuang, and the single attack is second only to the Pangu flag, which is the first attack treasure of the day after tomorrow, and killing people does not touch cause and effect.

After three days and three nights, Zhang Zhitian practiced slightly, and a green light appeared, and the earth cracked into an extremely narrow and deep ravine, which was bottomless. This can't help but be confirmed, it is the measuring ruler, which soothes Zhang Zhitian's pain of losing his treasure.

Zhang Zhitian returned to the cave, dotted the bottles and cans around him, all kinds of magic weapons, and couldn't help sighing, the world is so big, and there are so few magic weapons for himself, so don't go out easily, the outside world is too dangerous.

Zhang Zhitian painstakingly sacrificed the twelve products of the Black Lotus to destroy the world, and killed the god spear. The years have passed in a blink of an eye.

300,000 years later, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, holding the gourd of the immortals, rose in the eastern part of the flood wilderness, established a great prestige, commanded the demons, and dared not disobey. Di Jun even held the Hetuluo book in his hand, deduced the heavenly machine, astrological divination, established the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array and the Heluo Mixed Yuan Great Array, drew troops to point generals, arranged troops, and was invincible.

The twelve ancestral witches, the twelve drops of essence blood of the Pangu god, are protected by some heaven-opening merits. Twelve ancestral witches, there are countless great witches and witches. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, strong and indestructible, devouring the heavens and the earth, not cultivating the primordial gods, in the eastern part of the flood wilderness, are also to establish supreme prestige.

The power of the Ancestral Witch and the Demon Clan Emperor continued to expand, and suddenly one day the territory between them bordered. Countless demon clans and countless witch clans continue to have small frictions, collisions, and wars. But the demon clan and the witch clan did not make a big move, but continued to expand, annex, and strengthen their own power in the surroundings, and there was no meaning of fire merger, they knew that each other was not lambs to be slaughtered, and if they didn't do it, they would lose both, and the fisherman would benefit.

Each other is waiting for a suitable moment.

Zhang Zhitian was in the cave, constantly walking around, muttering: "Kunpeng, I don't know where to hide?"

The little unicorn Shi Jiaxuan has grown up and become a majestic male unicorn, the power in the broken yin and yang bottle of the Yin and Yang Dao people has been absorbed by Shi Jiaxuan, and the power of yin and yang flows, and black and white flow on the hair. Shi Jiaxuan was also accepted as a disciple by Zhang Zhitian, and every move has a rhyme, and the avenue is natural, and it is also the realm of golden immortals.

Zhang Zhitian instructed: "Jiaxuan, you are optimistic about your family, I will go out for some time, you should practice well, and you must not slack off." ”

Zhang Zhitian drove the cloud to the north of the Beihai, passing through the territory of the demon clan all the way, flying from above, and saw that the demon clan army was neat and murderous, and it was a good tiger and wolf army. Approaching the north of the Beihai, the mana condensed his eyes, watching the grass and trees, fish and shrimp around him, there was no half-hairy figure of Kunpeng, but there was a ten-person team of Taiyi Golden Immortals, with black and heavy armor, holding knives, guns and sticks, guarding Kunpeng's cave, and arranging nets around it, and ambushing heavily.

Zhang Zhitian couldn't help but worry about Kunpeng, if he strayed into this place, it was estimated that he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

Zhang Zhitian drove the clouds here and passed by the territory of the demon clan, and a demon general stepped forward to intercept and ordered Zhang Zhitian, the demon, to report in front of the demon emperor. The demon general is a hedgehog into a spirit, commanding hundreds of demon soldiers, arranging troops, surrounding Zhang Zhitian, preparing to exterminate. Zhang Zhitian took a deep breath, used his mana, exhaled a breath, and turned into a strong wind to blow away the demon soldiers, one by one.

Zhang Zhitian left leisurely.