The pillars of heaven are broken, and the earth is destroyed, which is a natural disaster and the end of the world for the weak, but it is much simpler for those who are strong.

Nuwa Niangniang, who gained luck and became a pseudo-saint because of the creation of people, quickly came up with a solution, "I got some five-colored soil from Dao Ancestor before, which can be used to fill the gap in the Tianhe. ”

Nuwa said very naturally, but the Thunder God Dragon King noticed a strange look flashing on the Wind God's face.

Although he didn't keep his eyes on the wind god, the monk's divine sense was much better than his eyes.

"Dragon King, I'll explain to you later. "Fengshen naturally knows Thor's temperament, after all, they have been together for so many years.

Thor likewise said, "Okay. "Either way, it's enough to be alone with the Anemo God.

It will take some time for Nuwa Niangniang to refine the five-colored soil, and at this time, the only two remaining gods happen to be alone.

However, under the heavy cover, Thor saw tears on the face of the wind god.

"What's wrong?" Thor thought of the news he learned when he first came out, and was a little distressed, "Are the two guys Gonggong and Zhurong angry with you?"

"Not really. Fengshen shook his head, choking with tears, "Second brother, they were killed by someone." ”

Thor's face changed suddenly, and his fierce aura erupted, "Say it carefully!"

The wind god spoke little by little with tears, from her divination, the battle of fire and water, to the final end of the same.

"You mean......" Thor said slowly with a calm face, "It's Hongjun, secretly pushing Gonggong and Zhurong to die together?"

"It's not to push them to end up together, but to make the four gods incomplete. The wind god raised his face, and although there were still tears, there was a cold light in his eyes.

Thor gently pressed her shoulder and comforted her gently, "Today's Hongjun is not something we can compete with today, you must not be impulsive." ”

"I know. Anemo wiped away his tears and said firmly, "But I will wait until I kill him with my own hands!"

Thor sighed lightly, he was very self-aware, so he was very clear about the gap between them and that Dao Ancestor.

"Don't worry, this opportunity will come sooner or later. ”

Thor's words were just comfort, but there was a flash of light in the wind god's eyes. She nodded heavily, "I see." ”

Suddenly, the wind god frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" was now haggard and pitiful, and he was worried about her mental state.

"It's the night wind. Fengshen sighed lightly, as if she saw Thor's frowning brows, and she explained, "Houtu's current state is very bad, and he sent me a message to take a look." ”

Thor sighed lightly, indeed, they had all forgotten about Houtu.

......

The temple of Xudu is surrounded by no life.

Only the night wind, he stood alone in the temple. Outside the palace of the Emperor Houtu, he stood quietly, standing from the fall of the water god to the present.

He sighed lightly, but there was nothing he could do. Knowing that Houtu was very sad and fragile at this time, he could only watch from the side.

There's no way, Houtu won't let him in at all!

"I hope His Majesty the Wind God can help her. ”

As soon as he sighed, his face sank.

"What's the situation?" he said, damn it, why are you bothering me at this time!

In the human world, because of the end of the war, a large number of soldiers have returned to their hometowns. Among them, there is also a special existence - the son of the water god, Zhenwu!

When the water god was still there, Zhenwu naturally had no problem, no matter what he did, it didn't matter. Although the False Saint is not the strongest, he is also a great emperor.

But now, the god of water has fallen...... Zhenwu lost his backer.

lost his backer, and he originally provoked many opponents, but he fell into a big crisis all of a sudden.

In the human world, the huge Xuanwu raised his head and roared, and a terrifying aura gushed out. However, at the height of his head, a figure in a black robe and a mask pressed down with a palm.

With a roar, the huge Xuanwu limbs plunged deep into the ground. But the turtle shell on Xuanwu's back suddenly lit up, as if a mountain appeared, completely enveloping Xuanwu's back.

"Do you want to protect him at this time?" the black-robed figure sneered, "It seems that you are really a master and servant!"

He raised his hand and never left it again, "If you are obsessed, then die with your master!"

The sword flashed, and a long sword stabbed at Xuanwu.

Compared to the huge Xuanwu giant beast, this sword was not even a needle, but with a flash of sword light, the Xuanwu body suddenly shook.

Rumble!

The huge Xuanwu seemed to be completely exhausted, and the huge body lay on the ground weakly.

"Hmph!" ......sneered, and the black-robed figure looked at Xuanwu's back.

Swish!

A figure flickered suddenly, and fled directly into the distance.

But the black-robed figure just stretched out his hand, and the space was blocked. With another wave, the big hand condensed by mana grabbed the escaping figure and pulled it in front of him.

"Do you want to run away in front of me?" the black-robed figure looked at the captured figure, a sneer under the mask.

"Who the hell are you?" the figure appeared, and Zhenwu yelled angrily at the figure, "Why are you chasing me?!"

was hunted down to the point of exhaustion, and he didn't even know who this black-robed man was!

Hearing Zhenwu's question, the black-robed figure was silent, and waved his hand directly, slashing down with sword light.

Zhenwu was dumbfounded, his dignified son of the water god and the younger brother of the Emperor of the Later Earth, who wanted to die here so inexplicably!

The black-robed man sighed lightly in his heart, the humiliation of many years ago has finally been avenged!

However, Zhenwu's body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The sword light missed, and the black-robed man looked around vigilantly, "Dare to ask which Taoist friend it is?"

Zhenwu is overjoyed, no matter who it is, as long as he can save him!

The black-robed man looked around, his face sank. If you can't kill Zhenwu now, when he runs into the ghost world, it will be difficult to kill him again!

"Since Daoyou doesn't want to show up, then I'll ask Daoyou to show up!" The black-robed man pinched his hands and then snorted.

"Ray!"

The sound of thunderbolts sounded, centered on the black-robed man, and countless purple thunderbolts shot out. A radius of tens of thousands of zhang, including Zhenwu, was suddenly wrapped in thunder like a thunderball.

"Quasi-saint!" Zhenwu's color changed, and at this time, the black-robed man shot with all his might, and he saw the true cultivation of the black-robed man.

But in this way, he was even more confused. Although he has offended many people, he will not be stupid enough to offend a quasi-saint!

But at this time, he is not allowed to think about it too much, each of these thunders is the peak power of Da Luo, once it falls on him, there is only one end of ashes.

The light flashed, the thunder was still there, the true martial arts and the huge Xuanwu, and even a dying Teng snake thousands of miles away all disappeared.

In an instant, there was only a soft sigh here, full of helplessness.

The black-robed man frowned under the mask, although he was angry, he was helpless!

With just a flash in front of him, Zhenwu found himself in a palace.

He looked up, the palace was full of aura, and the supplies were neat, but there was no figure!

Although I was curious, what was more important was the lives of Xuanwu and Teng Snake. The two of them were beside Zhenwu, but the two of them were no longer in the original form of a huge divine beast, but in a humanoid state lying flat on the ground.

The injuries of the two are still the same, but they are no longer worried about their lives, and a strong vitality is slowly repairing the bodies of the two.

Without the worry of his life, although he still had doubts in his heart, Zhenwu still breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

Either way, just survive!

Having lost the protection of the water god, this proud son of the water god seems to have grown a lot.

......

Still outside the closed temple door, Night Wind sighed helplessly. Of course he wants to kill Zhenwu, but unfortunately the situation is stronger than people!

Even if he is very strong, even if the water god has fallen, he still can't kill Zhenwu.

Zhenwu is not just an ordinary Da Luo, he is the only younger brother of the Hou Tu Emperor, the last relative, and the last entrustment of the water god to the dark night.

"Oh, why am I so miserable!"

"Is Houtu still inside?" the wind god's voice sounded, still gentle, but unexpectedly a little hoarse.

Night Wind turned his head away, slightly surprised. Now that he is in charge of the ghost world, he has not even noticed the appearance of the wind god!

"It's the permission given to me by Houtu. Fengshen's face was a little haggard, but the smile he showed was still moving, "Although you are in charge of the ghost world, the time is still short. ”

Before he finished speaking, Night Breeze already understood. In the end, it was not him, the Emperor of Xudu, who controlled the prohibition of the ghost realm, who imprisoned Houtu, but the power of Dao Ancestor.

sighed lightly in his heart, and the night breeze was slightly stunned.

The Wind God's eyes looked straight at the night wind, as if to discern something from his face.

Night Breeze frowned slightly, concentrating.

The wind god reached out and pulled his long hair behind his ears, and naturally turned his head away.

"Something is wrong. Although he didn't feel malice, Night Wind felt a little uneasy in his heart. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back. Turning his head, Thor was staring straight at him with a pair of eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched, but he still greeted politely, "I've seen His Majesty Thor." ”

Thor bowed slightly, and said "um", which was counted as a reply.

The wind god sent a message to Houtu, and the door of the temple slowly opened.

In a dark palace, only a figure crunched on the ground, trembling gently in a low sob.