After mending the sky, looking at the desolate desolation, the saints were also emotional, but Styx sneered in his heart, but the mountains of Zhou were extremely strong, even the saints were difficult to destroy, even if they could destroy it, who would dare to do this, with such a big earth-shattering karma, maybe they would be directly pulled down from the holy position. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Gonggong is the ancestral witch, Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Pangu, it is the same origin, this is like hurting yourself, and it is naturally much easier to go back to Buzhou Mountain, but this matter is the will of God, or is someone calculating? If it is calculated, is it the way of heaven, or Hongjun? This is unknown.

Looking at the fallen Buzhou Mountain, Styx waved his sleeves and directly took away the largest piece of it, and Yuan Shi shot at the same time as him, but Styx was one step ahead of him, Yuan Shi glared at Styx, and could only retreat to the second, and collected the remaining few small pieces, which could be regarded as making up for the loss of only half of his merit.

At this time, Zhu Rong's mood was not good at all, looking at several saints and Styx looking at him and Gonggong, Rao is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is also in a cold sweat, facing so many saints at one time, Zhu Rong also felt endless pressure fell on him, and now that he is done, it is necessary to dispose of him and Gonggong.

Zhun Ti was the first to speak: "Zhu Rong, you fought with the co-workers, causing the lives of the flood famine, and even collapsing the Buzhou Immortal Mountain, it is really heinous, and you should apologize to the sentient beings of the flood famine with death." "I didn't get the qi of merit, so Zhun Ti naturally wanted to come out, and I happened to be caught up by Zhu Rong and Gonggong.

"Zhun Ti, if you want to kill me and other brothers, you have to ask us if the Wu clan agrees. At this time, Di Jiang arrived with other ancestral witches, and when he heard that Zhun Ti asked Zhu Rong and Gong Gong to apologize for his crimes, of course he would not be polite and called Zhun Ti's name.

Zhun Ti shouted: "Bold, Di Jiang, do you want to protect them? If they don't die, how can you Wu Clan explain to the beings of the Flood Desolation." Although Zhun Ti's voice was not loud, it spread all over the flood wilderness, and it also made the flood wilderness beings hate the Wu clan.

Di Jiang sneered: "Hmph, Zhun Ti, don't say it so nicely, I want to ask, my fifth brother and sixth brother are fighting, I don't know who disturbed the heavens, let me wait in the dark, if you want to explain, or ask Nuwa and you to give an explanation to the sentient beings in the wilderness!" Di Jiang's words were tough, and he didn't let it go at all, after all, it was about the life of Zhu Rong and the co-workers, how could he back down.

Hearing Dijiang's words, Zhun Ti was furious, but he couldn't refute it, just now the merits of the Heavenly Dao disappeared, as long as he had a little brain, he naturally knew what was going on, and he could only say: "I wait for the affairs of the saints, especially your little ancestor Wu can talk nonsense." ”

Seeing that Zhun Ti didn't let go, Di Jiang said coldly: "What about Pangu's true body?" After that, he threw out twelve flags in his hand, except for the unconscious co-workers, the other ancestors each took a shot, and the last shot fell on the hands of Xingtian, and the twelve heavenly gods were in a flash.

Seeing this, the saints couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't expect the Wu clan to have such hole cards, even if there was no co-worker, they actually laid down a large array with a formation flag, listening to the words of Dijiang, it seemed that they could still summon the true body of Pangu, how could they not be surprised.

At the same time, Houtu's voice also came: "Everyone, although my fifth brother and the sixth brother are at fault, please let them go for my sake." "Although Houtu can't get out of the underworld, she also knows everything in the wilderness.

Don't look at Dijiang, they have set up a great array of twelve heavenly gods, but Houtu knows that even if they summon Pangu's true body, I'm afraid they won't be able to support it for long, although Xingtian is strong, but after all, he is not an ancestral witch, if he forcibly summons Pangu's true body, I'm afraid he will only have the only ending of death.

Sanqing and Nuwa didn't say anything when they saw Houtu speak, but they were allowed to mention it, as if they didn't want to let go of Zhu Rong and the others, and said: "Houtu Ancestor Wu is still sitting in the underworld with peace of mind, and the matter of the flood and famine will not worry about Daoyou." The implication is that Houtu is trapped in the underworld, and it can't help the Wu clan at all.

After hearing this, Hou Tu was furious in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Zhun Ti, don't deceive people too much, don't forget, the six reincarnations are my incarnation, as long as you pay the price, I can make you never have any more creatures born in the West." "The anger of the Houtu is not trivial, without the birth of new creatures, it is completely impossible for the West to prosper.

As soon as Houtu's words came out, Zhun Ti's face changed greatly, Houtu wanted to cut off their Western roots, and after listening to it, his face showed bitterness, and he said: "Since Houtu Daoyou intercedes, then my junior brother and I will no longer pursue the fault of Zhurong and co-workers." "In the face of the threat of Houtu, the lead can only retreat.

However, this incident also made the hearts of the saints of the flood desolation jealous, such a sharp weapon in the hands of Houtu, they were really uneasy in their hearts, fortunately, the Wu clan is no longer in the six realms, otherwise with the reincarnation of the six realms alone, the Wu clan will be able to increase the population in a big way, then I am afraid that the demon clan is not its opponent at all.

Seeing that the saints did not object, Di Jiang immediately withdrew the big array and returned to the Pangu Hall with Zhu Rong and Gonggong, and the saints saw this, and they also left, only Styx glanced at the direction of the six reincarnations and the human race, and a smile appeared on his face.

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When the sky fell, a huge island was moving slowly on the surface of the South China Sea, which was a great spectacle of the flood and famine, and the island that could move? No, suddenly there was a huge wave on the sea, and a huge head emerged from the water, and the whole island was raised a few points.

It turns out that this giant island turned out to be a turtle, speaking of which this turtle also has a great background, he was originally an innate demon god, a quasi-saint late stage cultivation, and he is also one of the best in the flood wilderness, but he is a different species in the flood wilderness, although the mana is strong, but he has never been able to transform into a shape, in vain.

"Huh..." Xuangui looked up to the sky and roared, in order to vent the depression in his heart, with his size, he could only stay in the sea, otherwise it would be a disaster wherever he went, suddenly, Xuangui saw a person suddenly appear in front of him, Xuangui was shocked, he is a quasi-saint late stage cultivator, is this person going to be better than him?

Xuangui raised his head and asked, "Who are you, why are you here?" There were also people who came to fight his idea, but all of them were killed by him, but this time, the cultivation was obviously still above him, of course he was on guard.

The Taoist opened his mouth and said: "The poor Dao is the good corpse of the Styx Ancestor, and he came here this time to help you survive the calamity. "The person who came was the good corpse of the Styx, the Qiankun Daoist, the Styx went to participate in the mending of the sky, but the Qiankun Daoist came here directly.

When Xuan Turtle heard this, he was shocked, of course he knew that the only strong man in the flood wilderness who relied on himself to achieve the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, but he didn't expect that just his good corpse was so terrifying, and his cultivation was extremely high, at least it was also the peak of the quasi-saint, which really embarrassed others.

But when he heard the Qiankun Taoist say that he came to help him survive the calamity, Xuan Gui couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "I don't know what calamity is below, but I am worried about the ancestor." "To be honest, Xuan Turtle doesn't believe it either, with his cultivation, there are not many people who can kill him in the wilderness, unless it is a saint, but he has no grievances with the saint, and no one will run over to kill him idlely.

The Qiankun Taoist said: "Xuangui, don't you wonder why you can't transform into a shape? Now that the mountains are not falling, there will be nothing between heaven and earth that supports the sky, and if it goes on for a long time, I am afraid that the flood will return to chaos, what do you say is the most suitable thing to be this thing that supports the sky?"

Looking at the Xuan Turtle, the Qiankun Daoist couldn't help but sigh, this Xuan Turtle had already decided his fate since he was born, although he was born with an extremely strong body, and he was not inferior to the Ancestral Witch, but only the limbs of the desolate alien species that he cultivated so much could turn into the four heavenly pillars that supported the sky.

As soon as Qiankun said this, the turtle was stunned, the thing that supports the sky? I see, the turtle looked up to the sky and screamed: "I see, I just want to be peaceful for a lifetime, to be able to travel freely in the wilderness, but I don't want the sky to kill me, in vain, it is worth it to be able to save all living beings in the flood with my death." ”

Qiankun Daoist smiled and said: "Xuangui, you don't have to be like this, since the deity wants me to help you through the tribulation, naturally I won't let you be like this, you still have a life." "The Xuan Turtle has such an awareness, and the Qiankun Dao people are also extremely appreciative, how many people can do it like him in the wilderness?

When the Xuan Turtle heard this, his face showed joy, although he looked a little scary, "I wonder what strategy the ancestor can help me survive the catastrophe?" Although the Xuan Turtle is not afraid of death, but since he can live, who wants to die? Now that the Qiankun Taoist says that he has vitality, how can he not be happy, only by living, can he fulfill his wish, although the Xuan Turtle is lazy, he also wants to see the whole picture of the flood wilderness, but if he dies, then he really can't die.