"Senior brothers, the war is coming, let's completely repair the flood wilderness!"

As soon as Nuwa's proposal came out, all the saints fell silent.

At the end of the World War, the Celestial Dome World and the Flood World were both defeated and became shattered.

The Flood Desolate World was even more shattered into countless pieces, of which there were five largest pieces, and the rest were countless fragments turned into by the central position of the Flood Desolation World, which eventually evolved into the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds.

Later, after the deliberation of the six saints, the largest five pieces were each held by a saint, and the fragments were repaired by Nuwa, who was the most skilled in the way of creation.

In fact, there is a reason for this distribution.

In that battle, due to the birth of Sun Wukong, Nuwa successfully pinched a soft persimmon, and finally suffered only minor injuries.

But the luck of the other five saints was not very good, and even Zhun Ti, who was the least injured, recovered for hundreds of thousands of years before finally waking up.

Also, Nuwa's identity is also very suitable, she has a relationship with both the shemale clans, and she has not established her own religion.

Therefore, the task of collecting the fragments is best entrusted to Nuwa.

Now, in the face of Nuwa's proposal to reshape the flood famine.

Although the five saints were a little reluctant, they finally agreed.

After all, a complete desolate world can better cope with the coming war.

Nuwa took out the real Qiankun Ding, and the other five saints just grabbed it casually, and saw five huge world fragments flying over.

In fact, if you look closely at these five fragments, you will find the real reason for the reluctance of the five saints.

For example, on the fragment that Lao Tzu guarded, there were countless disciples of the people's teachings, and there was not a single bald monk, and as for the disciples of his two younger brothers, there were also few and poor.

It's almost become a place for people to teach.

Needless to say, the other pieces are the same.

As for the two smaller fragments of the Buddhist gate, not a single Taoist priest could see them, they were all monks.

There is no way, even if it is a saint, it is also a human being, and naturally there are selfishness of people.

It is not difficult for the Six Saints to work together to reshape the Flood Wilderness, and it only took one year to complete all the work.

Now, there is only the middle ground between the two big worlds, and those small worlds have not yet been finalized.

Therefore, the new flood is still smaller than before.

For this year, Ye Yuan has been in retreat.

It's just that the movement of the six saints working together to reshape the flood desolation is too big, and it still alarms Ye Yuan.

Although he didn't get out of the customs, he still recorded some of the Taoist rhymes for enlightenment.

At the same time, due to the abundance of energy, he actually opened a thousand-fold acceleration during the retreat.

Therefore, only a year has passed in the outside world, and more than a thousand years have passed in the Dingnei world.

In the past thousand years, the world of Dingnei has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Hum!"

Qiankun Ding shook slightly, shook off the soil and stones on Ding's body, and with a flicker, he had already come to the surface of the planet.

The next moment, Ye Yuan and Bibi Dong and other goddesses walked out of the ding.

The planet Ye Yuan chose was really remote enough, even if the flood was reshaped, and the power of the stars on the planet became abundant, no one would occupy it.

"What are you going to do next?"

Bibi Dong looked at the huge desolate continent below with great interest.

Ye Yuan was the same, he was also curious about what the real Flood Desolate Continent was like.

As for Bibi Dong's question, in fact, there has been an answer for a long time.

After all, he only had this option.

"I have a hunch that an all-out war is about to begin, and there is no time, otherwise I will definitely continue to retreat until I am sanctified!"

That's right, sanctification.

In this retreat, except for a small part of the energy supplied to Ye Yuan and the others for cultivation, most of the energy was absorbed by the Dingnei World!

And the Dingnei World, which absorbed these energies, did not disappoint Ye Yuan, and grew to the limit of the innate treasure in one fell swoop.

By the way, the powerful feedback power of the world in the Ding has also successfully raised the strength of the gods to the peak of quasi-saints in one fell swoop, and then it is a saint.

Sure enough, this is the real Shinto, which belongs to Ye Yuan's Shinto.

Even, how to break through if he continued, Ye Yuan had already sensed it from the core of Qiankun Ding.

However, this step takes inspiration and time!

"Don't talk about that, each of you will give me a drop of blood to prepare."

There was no nonsense, the next moment, ten drops of red blood glowing with colorful and strange light appeared in front of Ye Yuan.

[In view of the general environment,

There was also a layer of strong divine power wrapped in these bloods, otherwise, once the blood of the quasi-saint appeared, it would definitely attract countless cultivators to come and fight for it.

Ye Yuan pointed his index finger, and a small ball of blood appeared from his fingertips, which quickly swallowed ten drops of blood in the air, and then he put it away properly.

After all this, there was not a single woman left with him.

They came out and breathed a sigh of relief, and then went back to perfect the Shinto methods they had comprehended.

Although a thousand years may seem like a long time, for a quasi-saint, a casual retreat is more than that.

Therefore, in this mere thousand years, it will take a lot of time for many goddesses who have broken through two small realms in a row to digest and adapt.

For this reason, the thousand-fold acceleration of the world in Dingnei is still on.

"Come!"

A familiar female voice sounded in Ye Yuan's ears, and then a passage appeared in front of him.

Ye Yuan did not hesitate, and stepped in one step.

When it appears again, it appears in a large hall.

Nuwa Niangniang, who still couldn't see her true face, sat in the first place, and there were countless seats on both sides, but only one person sat down... Monkey king.

"I've seen Nuwa Niangniang."

Etiquette to a saint is indispensable!

After Ye Yuan's salute, he basically reacted, I am afraid that this is the Nuwa Palace, the Nuwa Palace located in the chaos.

Nuwa nodded and said.

"Cultivation is a great advancement, you are already the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood, and your means can even threaten saints, you... Very good!"

If it was usual, in the face of an anomaly like Ye Yuan, even if it was Nuwa, it would be impossible to be so calm and deal with it.

But in wartime, it's always different.

Even if someone is unhappy and wants to calculate Ye Yuan, they will choose to wait until the war is over, or the victory is in hand.

Actually, it's not just Ye Yuan.

In the recent desolate world, geniuses have emerged in large numbers, and backward and strong people have sprung up in an endless stream.

For example, Sun Wukong, who is also in the hall, has also broken through, and now he is already at the peak of the quasi-saint.

Ye Yuan's secret speculation is probably that some people have let go of the restrictions!

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that too many strong people died in the last world war.

After all, if someone dies, someone will naturally have to fill the luck position they left behind.

Nuwa didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"I have called you here because I have an important thing for you to do!"

Ye Yuan and Sun Wukong glanced at each other, and both sides were a little confused.

What is it that needs the two of them to do together?

"Mother, please command."

"You..."