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Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Pangu, majestic and huge, at the same time, Buzhou Mountain is also like the backbone, although the mountain range is high, the mountain body is a little slender.

Gonggong roared, the blood of the whole body burned, and the purple-red blood light surrounded Gonggong's body, Gonggong swept with the body of the ancestral witch, and everywhere he passed, not an inch of grass was born, and the big demon and demon general were all trampled into flesh by it, and the two demon gods came to block it, and were shocked by Gonggong and fell into the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Ahh......h

"Boom, boom!" Buzhou Mountain shook violently, and then, the mountain of Buzhou Mountain broke, and countless gravel rolled down from Buzhou Mountain.

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

In an instant, the screams rang out, countless little demons and witches were stoned to death, and a large number of witches and demons were buried by the soil of Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain is the most magnificent and massive mountain in the wilderness, connecting the heavenly realm.

When the mountains of Buzhou fell, the heavenly realm collapsed, and the heavenly river poured down.

"Whoa!" The water of the Heavenly River flowed backwards from the sky, and originally, the witches and demons who were not crushed to death by Buzhou Mountain were swept away by the water of the Heavenly River.

The water of the Tianhe River fell from the sky, producing a huge impact, even the demon general, could not resist the impact of the water of the Tianhe, and in an instant, it was swept into the bottom of the water by the water of the Tianhe.

Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the Tianhe poured down, the flood catastrophe came, countless flooded creatures were affected, the forest in the flood was rolled by the Tianhe, the trees were upside down, and the flowers and plants were flooded.

"Boom!"

"Smack!"

The heavens collapsed, countless thunderclouds gathered, the desolate sky was gray, countless lightning bolts jumped in the clouds, and a large number of thunderbolts jumped out of the thunderclouds and slashed towards the desolate land.

"Miserable, miserable, miserable!"

At this time, the desolate land was in a miserable state, the sun and the moon were lightless, and the sky and the earth were gray.

After the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain, they were smashed into the foot of the mountain by the gravel of Buzhou Mountain, and they were rolled up by the water of the Tianhe River, and they no longer knew where to go, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The remaining ancestors understood that if the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain, even if they did not die, they would be punished by heaven, which was no different from death.

The catastrophe came, Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the Tianhe River poured down, countless witches and demons died tragically, even if a few witches and demons did not die, they were swept away by the water of the Tianhe.

At this time, there were only a few demon gods, a demon emperor, and several ancestral witches standing at the foot of the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

At this point in the war, the two Lich clans were already very tired, the Eastern Emperor looked at the tragically dead demon clan, looked at the collapsed Buzhou Mountain, looked at the overturned heavenly realm, his anger was deep, and he sighed, "Shi Ye, life also, thief God, why treat my demon clan like this, and don't leave a glimmer of life for my demon clan?"

Di Jiang glanced at the gray sky and said, "The Wu Clan is finished, this is the number of days!" Immediately, he said in a macro voice, "Everyone, the Wu Clan will be difficult to defy the sky after all, everyone will work together to kill the Demon Emperor!"

The rest of the Wu clan replied loudly, "Good!"

Whether it is the Demon Emperor or the Ancestral Witch, they all understand that this is the number of days, and they will no longer keep their hands.

Suddenly, countless chains of laws swept across, and the Buzhou Mountain, which was already devastated, was bombarded by the Demon Emperor, the Demon God, and the Great Divine Power of the Ancestral Witch, and broke inch by inch.

"Smack!" Clusters of thunderclouds gathered towards Buzhou Mountain, and lightning surrounded the thunderclouds, making a crisp sound of 'crackling'.

Immediately afterwards, a huge heavenly eye appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain, this is the eye of the Heavenly Dao, the eye of the Heavenly Dao has no emotion, looking at the desolate land.

"Boom!" A large amount of lightning blasted towards the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witch, and in a moment, the Ancestral Witch turned into ashes, the Demon Emperor is a quasi-saint cultivator, using the quasi-holy supernatural powers, escaped from the heavenly punishment A trace of the primordial god, after escaping from the Buzhou Mountain, flew into the chaotic airflow and rushed towards the Wa Palace.

Nuwa felt something, opened the protective array, and let the Yuan Shen of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi fly into the Wa Palace.

When Donghuang Taiyi saw Nuwa, he said, "I've seen Nuwa Sage." ”

At the same time, Jin Feng came over with the prince of Lu Press, Lu Pressure is the tenth prince of the Jinwu clan, and the only remaining bloodline of the Jinwu clan.

When Lu Pressure saw Donghuang Taiyi, he said anxiously, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Originally, in Lu Press's eyes, his uncle was invincible, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan, but he didn't expect that his invincible uncle would become what he is now.

Nuwa took out the gourd picked in Kunlun Mountain and said, "The number of days is like this, I don't dare to go against the sky!"

Donghuang Taiyi flew to Lu Pressure's side, touched Lu Pressure's head with the hand of the Yuan Shen, and said, "Forget the hatred and live well!" After he finished speaking, the Yuan Shen escaped into the gourd.

Nuwa picked up the gourd, used the sage's magical powers, and refined the gourd into an immortal flying knife, and then handed the gourd to Lu Pressure, saying, "Lu Pressure, that's all I can do for the demon clan." ”

Lu Jian took the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife and was silent.

Now, the demon emperor is dead, the heavenly realm is destroyed, and only some little demons remain, and Lu Press, the prince of the demon clan, is homeless.

After the Heavenly Punishment, the Eye of Heaven retreated, and Hongjun appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Yang An saw Hongjun and said secretly, "This old man, every time he is the last to appear, clean up the mess." ”

After Hongjun appeared, Sanqing, the two sages of the West, Nuwa, and Zhou Cheng came to Buzhou Mountain, saluted Hongjun, and said, "I've seen the teacher." ”

Hongjun said, "Heaven and earth are broken, you are the saints of the flood famine, supervising the flood on behalf of the sky, at this time, you should make up the sky to save the living beings of the flood famine." ”

"Yes!" the saints answered.

Nuwa calculated for a while, frowning slightly, according to her calculations, she should make up for this day, but there are still a few things missing to make up for the sky.

Zhou Cheng laid out an enchantment, and then, took out a bamboo chair, sat on the remaining gravel, and said, "You are all saints, this day, it is up to you to make up for it, by the way, there is great merit in mending the sky." ”

Sanqing glanced at each other, the two saints of the West did not speak, and the saints did not dare to offend Zhou Cheng, and moreover, both Sanqing and the two Western saints suffered losses at the hands of Zhou Cheng.

At this moment, Yang An also came to the side of Buzhou Mountain and said, "It's very lively, what's the matter, everyone still doesn't make up for it? If you don't make up for it this day, the heavenly punishment will come again." ”

When the saints heard this, their hearts jumped, everyone had already seen the power of heavenly punishment, and they did not dare to offend the power of heaven.

Nuwa said, "Fourth Senior Brother, there are still a few things that are needed to make up for the sky, I don't know if Senior Brother has those things." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the saints looked at Zhou Cheng, and all the saints knew that Zhou Cheng was the richest and had the most treasures.

Zhou Cheng ignored the saints, looked at Hongjun, and said, "Hongjun, it's not impossible for me to make up for the sky, but you have to promise me three conditions." ”

"Good!" replied Hongjun.

Zhou Cheng said with a smile, "Dao Ancestor is really refreshing. Immediately, Zhou Cheng took out the five-color stone collected in the chaos, and then took out the Qiankun Ding, and then, to the saints, "Everyone, I already have the five-color stone and the Qiankun Ding, and I also need the feet of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle that has existed since the beginning of the world to determine the four poles." ”

Sanqing said, "This matter, it's up to us to do it, think about it, the Xuanwu Divine Turtle will also agree, mending the heavens is a great merit, even if he dies, after entering reincarnation, he can still preach." ”

The two holy paths of the West, "Zhou Cheng Daoyou, let the two of us, as well as Nuwa Daoyou, refine the five-color stone together." "The two saints thought that mending the heavens is a great merit, and no matter what, a little merit should be shared.

Zhou Cheng glanced at the two saints of the West and said, "What are you? ”

"Uh!" The two saints and three corpse gods of the West jumped violently, took out the twelve-grade golden lotus and the seven treasure wonderful trees, and prepared to make a move, but when the two of them thought of Zhou Cheng's endless methods, they put out their thoughts of making a move, showed a wry smile, put on a compassionate look, and said, "The catastrophe of the flood is coming, the heavens and the earth are broken, and we saints have the responsibility to make up for the heavens and save the creatures of the flood and the wilderness from fire and water." ”

"Cut!" Yang An pouted, he knew that these two guys were the most selfish, and they could do anything for the sake of preaching.

Zhou Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to these two shameless saints, stood up, and said to Nuwa, "Senior sister, it's up to you to refine the five-color stone to make up for the sky." ”

"Okay!" Nuwa took over the Qiankun Ding, threw the Chaos Five-Color Stone into the Qiankun Ding, and joined forces with Zhou Cheng to refine the Five-Color Stone.

Time passed slowly, and after the five-colored stone was refined into a colorful sky, Nuwa and Zhou Cheng held up the colorful canopy, allowing the colorful canopy to rise slowly.

On the other side, Sanqing has cut off the feet of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle and refined it into a four-pole heavenly pillar, which determines the four poles of the flood and desolation and stabilizes the desolate land.

After the foot of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle was cut off by the saint, the Yuan Shen escaped into the place of reincarnation, turned to the Heavenly Dao, and did not know where to go.

After the four poles of the flood were stabilized, the colorful sky curtain had merged with the broken sky, and the flood land showed its brilliance again, the flood receded, and the water of the heavenly river flowed backwards and returned to the heavenly realm.

"Boom, boom!" The five-colored canopy merged with the desolate sky, and immediately after, the shattered desolate land began to recover.

With a wave of Hongjun's big hand, a vitality flew out of his hand and sprinkled it on the desolate land, and suddenly, the flowers and trees of the desolate land grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a moment, the desolate land returned to its original appearance.

Of course, Yang An, as well as the saints, understood that the desolate land was shattered, the desolate aura was lost, and the desolate world was no longer as good as before, and the monk's cultivation path would be even more difficult.

After Hongjun used the power of heaven to restore the vitality of the desolation, he once again exerted his great magical power to divide heaven and earth.

In an instant, the desolate land moved, divided into three levels, the first layer is the original demon clan Heavenly Court, at this time, it has been repaired by Hongjun and turned into the Heavenly Court; the second layer is the Earth Immortal Realm, the Earth Immortal Realm is vast and boundless, and it is the place where immortal cultivators live; the third layer, which is the mortal realm, which is also vast and boundless, is the world inhabited by ordinary cultivators, and the mortal world, and the aura of the mortal world is the thinnest.

After Hongjun divided the heavens and the earth, he said, "Haotian, Queen Mother, you live in the heavenly court, as the Emperor of Haotian, and rule the Three Realms. ”

When Haotian heard this, a happy look appeared on his face, and he said gratefully, "Thank you Daozu." ”

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng smiled secretly, "The boy who guards the door has finally become the master of the heavenly court." ’

Suddenly, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and immediately after, a huge golden light of merit fell from the sky, of which sixty percent did not enter Hongjun's body, one percent of them were divided into three, and they were submerged into Sanqing's body; one percent was submerged into Zhou Cheng's body, one percent was submerged into Nuwa's body, and finally one percent flew into the desolate land and disappeared.

All the saints knew that this last successful golden light had been distributed to the Xuanwu Divine Turtle.

Yang An thought, 'This Hongjun, although he is in harmony with the Tao, can still take the lion's share when he divides the merits. ’

Zhou Cheng did not take the golden light of merit into his body, but used the Qiankun Ding to collect the golden light of merit.

Emperor Haotian saw that all the saints had finished dividing their merits, and said enthusiastically, "Saints, the heavenly court is just established, and Haotian invites all the saints to go to the heavenly court to sit and sit, so as to do the best for the landlord." ”

Zhou Cheng smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

Haotian is the master of the heavenly court who was personally sealed by the Dao Ancestor, and although his cultivation is lower, the saints can't help but give face, and they all nod.

Yang Anxin thought, "This Haotian is uneasy and kind, I think about it, after this gathering, the battle of the gods will begin." ’