"Presumably all of you fellow Daoists also know that when the Pangu God opened the world, the Heaven-Opening God Axe could not withstand the resistance of opening the sky, and the axe surface turned into a Taiji diagram, the axe blade turned into a Pangu flag, and the axe handle turned into a Chaos Bell, and the three of us were transformed by the Pangu Yuan God, which is the authentic lineage of Pangu, and the Chaos Bell should be in charge by us......"

Sanqing and the others fell from the void, and Yuan Shi Tianzun said proudly.

"Although your Sanqing is incarnated by the Pangu Father God, my Wu clan is also a bloodline descendant of the Pangu Father God, and your Sanqing is already in charge of Taiji Tu and Pangu Banner, how can this Chaos Bell be in charge of my Wu clan!"

Without waiting for Qingyang to speak, Houtu sneered and retorted.

"Of course, the treasure is inhabited by the virtuous, your Wu clan does not cultivate good karma, does not cultivate morality, is good at cause and effect, and is riddled with karma, what qualifications do you have to rule the Chaos Bell?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun sneered.

"Senior Brother Yuan Shi is reasonable, treasures should be lived by virtuous people, I created the merits of the human race, and the Chaos Bell is also the treasure of my demon race, as a saint of the demon race, the Chaos Bell should be in charge of me!"

Following Yuan Shi Tianzun's words, Nuwa interjected at the right time.

"This is the Chaos Clock......"

Qingyang sneered in his heart, since the Chaos Bell was in his hands, there was no reason to give it over.

"In terms of immeasurable merits, who can compare to the Houtu Ancestor Witch?"

Qingyang said lightly.

"I think what Qingyang Daoist said is more reasonable, in terms of qualifications, the Wu clan is a descendant of the Pangu bloodline, and he is naturally qualified to be in charge of the Chaos Bell, who is comparable to Houtu Daoyou in terms of merit?"

Zhun Ti suddenly spoke for the Wu Clan, which surprised Sanqing.

"Senior brother is reasonable!"

After all, the Chaos Bell is in Qingyang's hands, and they may have a chance to get it in the future, but if Sanqing and the others get it, then they have no hope at all.

Besides, what Qingyang said is right, the six reincarnations of the earth and the completion of the desolate heaven and earth are immeasurable, and the merits of the heavenly dao at that time are only under the opening of the world in Pangu, far exceeding the merits of Nuwa when she created people.

"Click!"

Just when everyone was arguing endlessly and no one was willing to give in, suddenly a loud bang resounded through the flood wilderness, and I saw that the Buzhou Mountain, which stood on the top of the sky and supported the flood and the sky, slowly fell down in front of everyone's eyes.

"No, the mountain is down? It was done by the people of the demon clan! ”

After a little calculation, the saints knew what was going on, it turned out that during the battle of the lich, only four of the ten demon saints of the demon clan were killed, and the remaining six fled after the death of Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

In order to attack the Demon Court Immortal Realm, the Wu Clan didn't care about chasing and killing them, who knew that they were unwilling to be defeated by the Demon Clan, and wanted to take the Wu Clan to bury together, but they actually destroyed Buzhou Mountain.

And with the fall of Buzhou Mountain, the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth fell to the southeast, the four poles shook, there was also a hole in the sky, and there was a tendency to expand, the earth and water were surging, the water of the heavenly river poured down, rushing towards the desolate land, and countless creatures were submerged in it.

"Suppress heaven and earth first!"

The saints could not care to discuss the ownership of the Chaos Bell, and they all took action to suppress the desolate world, only to see that the saints first sacrificed spiritual treasures to block the holes in the sky, and then cast spells to stabilize the desolate land that was collapsing.

"I'll make up for it!"

I saw Nuwa sacrifice a mouthful of Baoding, and then took out a bunch of colorful stones and put them into the Baoding for refining.

That Baoding is the Qiankun Ding, one of the ten innate spiritual treasures of the Flood Wilderness, which can transform all acquired things into innate things, and no one thought that the Qiankun Ding was actually in the hands of Nuwa.

Nuwa's face is not very good-looking, and the person who bumped into Buzhou Mountain is a person from the demon clan after all, and as a saint of the demon clan, she naturally can't get out of it.

"Buzhou Mountain is still falling, but with just a few Da Luo Jin Immortals, can you destroy Buzhou Mountain?"

Qingyang frowned slightly, feeling that things were a little strange, the top ten demon saints were all the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortals, but with just a few Da Luo Jin Immortals, could they really hit Buzhou Mountain?

Qingyang thinks it's impossible! Even a quasi-saint-level supernatural powerhouse can't crash into Buzhou Mountain, but now Buzhou Mountain is indeed down!

In myths and legends, the Wu clan was defeated, and the ancestor Wu of Gonggong was desperate, and wanted to bury the Wu clan with all living beings in the wilderness, so he bumped into Buzhou Mountain, but Gonggong was only a quasi-saint cultivator, although the ancestor Wu was really strong, but it was not enough to knock down Buzhou Mountain.

If this matter has nothing to do with Hongjun, he won't believe it if he kills Qingyang, but why did Hongjun bring down Buzhou Mountain? Qingyang really couldn't figure this out.

"Even if the sky is repaired, it still lacks something to support the sky, as far as I know, there is a turtle in the North Sea, and its limbs can be taken for the purpose of supporting the sky!"

There is merit to mend the sky, Qingyang naturally wants to intervene, he remembers that in the myth and legend, it was the saints who beheaded the Beihai Xuan Turtle and used its limbs to refine it into a heavenly pillar.

"Houtu Ancestor Witch, the two of us went to cut the Xuan Turtle and took its limbs to refine it into a heavenly pillar!"

Qingyang looked at the back dirt road.

"Good!"

Then the two went to Beihai and found the turtle, but Hou Tu was kind-hearted and did not kill the turtle, but only intercepted its limbs, and the two of them spent a month and a half working together to refine the limbs into a pillar of heaven.

"Fellow Daoists, please remove the Lingbao!"

When Qingyang and Houtu returned, Nuwa also happened to refine the Heaven Replenishing Stone.

"Good!"

All the saints withdrew the spirit treasure one after another, although they were all saints, and their mana was endless, but they not only had to plug the hole, but also supported the heavenly dome, even if the saints worked together, they were still tired enough, and the Yuan Shen was also tired.

"Go!"

After Nuwa repaired the heavenly dome, Qingyang took out four heavenly pillars and stood in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the flood wilderness to support the heavenly dome of the flood wilderness.

"The desolate land is ruined, and it needs to be re-refined!"

Subsequently, all the saints joined forces to re-refine the flood wilderness and refine it into four continents, which were the four famous divine states in later generations.

Just after everyone had done all this, a golden light of merit descended from the void, of which three successes were taken away by Nuwa, five successes were obtained by Sanqing and the two sages of the West, and the remaining two successes fell on Qingyang and Houtu.

This merit of mending the heavens is not small, although there is only one successful virtue, after it can be converted into experience points, there are more than 5 billion experience points.

"The calamity has passed, when the Heavenly Court is re-established, the Three Realms are governed, and you will come to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible......"

A bell suddenly sounded in the void, and at the same time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's voice came from the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away.

"Obey the teacher's law!"

All the saints bowed to the void.

"Fellow Daoists, let's go to Zixiao Palace soon, don't make the teacher wait for a long time."

After the worship, the Taiqing sage took the lead in speaking.

"Good!"

All the saints said in unison.

"Hongjun ......"

In fact, Hongjun preached back then, Qingyang also wanted to go to Zixiao Palace, but unfortunately his cultivation was too low at that time, and he couldn't cross the chaos at all, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to go now.