A nine-headed bird, chirping nine times, sonic shock for nine days, but the birdsong was full of helplessness, it got out and turned into a woman in red, standing sad and quiet, watching the 'Nine Spirits' fall in disappointment......

Jiuling Heaven is not an ordinary heaven and earth, it is one of the twenty-four heavens in the heavenly realm, and the Nine Spirits God is a long-standing God, she has existed for 3,000 years, and she has cultivated for 3,000 years, but at this time, it is difficult to save the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jiu Lingtian fell into the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom, and the fire curtain shook violently, and the phantom of Emperor Yan held it up, but it was blurred a lot......

A white-robed monk held the 'Great Brahma' on his head until he exhausted his Buddha power, fell with the sky, and fell to the west, and the Buddha in the air and the three thousand Buddhas fixed the Great Brahma with the immeasurable Buddha light.

Nine old men, they worked together to support a heaven and earth, not moving, looking at the underground human beings, even if they were tired to death, they would never let 'Yu Yutian' fall, below is their home, the children and grandchildren of the human race.

In the East China Sea, a green dragon flew out, he let out a majestic dragon groan, the negative sky golden dragon hair groaned, the two dragons joined forces, carrying the 'Nine Dragons' and flew to the East China Sea, they wanted to bury this day in the sea......

The fire phoenix roared, the phoenix roared for nine days, and the peacock, Dapeng, Qingluan, and fire phoenix who were originally panicked ...... Endless spirit birds fly, hundreds of birds towards the phoenix, together to hold up the 'blue sky'.

The 'Qilin Cliff' was carried by a 10,000-foot black jade unicorn, and many Qilin people turned into prototypes, and endless large and small unicorns surrounded the patriarch to bear the Qilin Cliff.

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The beings of heaven and earth are grateful to them as they look at the great powers in the sky and entrust them to the heavens, whether they fail in the end or persist in their lives, they are all grateful to them, and they are all worthy of the supreme of heaven and earth.

These cultivators are overlords of the heavens, they have different cultivation and different abilities, but they must have their own persistence, their own responsibility, and their own dignity......

As time went on, the heavens fell, the Buddhas of the West dimmed, and the heavens they fixed on became more and more heavy......

The Yan Emperor in the south has reached the extreme, after all, he only has the strength of one person, and one person loses the heavens, he is so tired that it seems that he will fall down at any time......

Many giants of the north, their hands and heads have been scattered, they have no heads and severed hands, they all rely on their shoulders to resist......

Dayu Jiuding was inlaid in the nine-colored light curtain, the nine sages have lost their figures, they have filled the nine holes with their bodies, and they have been integrated with the light curtain......

In the sky above the city, the 100,000 true texts were dim, and they were slowly dispersing, although it was only a small world, it was indeed too heavy......

Hundreds of thousands of city citizens, they looked up at the dark shadow that was getting closer and closer, although they were afraid, they did not cry and scream, they all believed him, that strange man, that living sage.

The sky did not fall, he came back, he was wearing a black robe, he was dusty, he didn't say a word, the sky that pressed on their heads was held up, they looked at him standing quietly in the world, his face was pale, looking at the top of his head, countless demons and monsters, they only worshipped......

A blood python phantom, countless termite phantoms, endless rats, wolves, bears, black dragons, dense blood demons, blood demon kings, three thousand evil ghosts, three thousand demons, three thousand demon monks, three thousand dragons...... The sky was dense, with demons and monsters, all of them were hideous, but at this time they were not terrible at all, but very charming, and they held up the sky that was pressing on everyone's heads.

The whole city of people of all ages fell to the ground, even the hidden Taoist sects, the settled witches are no exception, driving the power of gods and ghosts, this is no longer something they can understand, enslaving hundreds of millions of dead people, unpredictable......

"I've seen the head of the house...... "The people of the Ning clan shouted as hard as they could, and the head of the house came back......

Ning Yu, the acting head of the family, touched the restless meteor leopard and said proudly: "I said that the seventh brother will come, what are you afraid of......?"

Ning Yu, the city lord of Fancheng, had a smile on his haggard face, and Engong had finally returned......

Xiaohong held Mi Shi in her arms, and they looked proudly at the man holding the whip, he was back......

"Meet the Lord of the Northern Underworld," all the residents of the city, most of them are under the snowy mountain, they have heard him preach, he has long been their faith, and they can see it today, and they are waving their hands to the sky, they worship, where the city has him, there is no worry in the sky, and there is no boundary in the earth.

The Taoist turned around and pulled out a smile, and then looked up at the sky, he was thinking, although it is a small heaven, but there are also more than a hundred mortal cities in size, where can you settle, except for the East China Sea, it is the desert, but it is too far away......

"Ning Daoyou, what should we do if we change it? Are you just waiting? It is a matter of time before the heavens fall, and your supremes have already made up their minds......" Fu Zhen looked bitter.

Ning Ze said lightly: "There is a saying, called the road of heaven and earth, I have always believed that the changes of heaven and earth do not end because ......of the death of all living beings."

"Ning Daoyou, don't say these useless, think of a way, the sky will never end, the old Tao doesn't know, I only know, if Dayu's sky falls, none of us can run......" The old white bone was pacing back and forth, his old white bone didn't want to be stoned to death, it was too wretched.

Ning Ze's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "The words of the White Bone Daoist reminded me, under the nest, An has finished the eggs, it is Ning who wants to deviate, let's go......"

"Where to go?"

"Feng Chan Mountain ......"

"Seventh brother, what are you doing in Fengzen Mountain?"

"Go and invite the sages of my human race to come out of the mountains and fight the heavens together......"

"Abba, are there any sages in Fengzen Mountain?"

"Yes, there must be ......"

"Is it too late?"

"Do your best, obey the destiny ......"

"Childe, then let's go like this?" Cang asked suspiciously, if he walked over like this, I am afraid that they would finish playing before they reached Fengchan Mountain.

Ning Ze opened his mouth and spit out the treasure bottle, the treasure bottle rose horizontally, turning into a zhang size, Ning Ze held the little mantra and rode on the treasure bottle, everyone was puzzled, but still sat on the treasure bottle, and the four dissimilarities turned into a dream and attached to the treasure bottle......

"Everyone, let's go...... Fixed ......"

"Ah......h

Including Ren Xiao, everyone let out an earth-shattering shout, and the treasure bottle disappeared into the sky with a long black gas......

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, maybe a year, they didn't care, they swore that they would never suffer this crime again in the future, they would rather die in the sky, everyone climbed down the treasure bottle with a roll, and vomited so much that they were like dying once, only Ning Ze was indifferent, Xiao Zhenyan was excited, he was well protected by his father.

Ning Ze put away the Guizang bottle, he stood on the sealing platform, looking at the crumbling phantom of the Southern Yan Emperor, and did not dare to hesitate.

He immediately tidied up his clothes, made a great gift to the Quartet of Fengzen Mountain, and then communicated with the Quartet, the purple qi, the rui qi, the auspicious cloud condensation, and the evolution of the yin and yang spiritual machine......

The sage robe on his body appeared, the wheel of wisdom rotated behind his head, and he opened his mouth to chant: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, my human race is in great trouble, Ning Ze hereby respectfully invites all seniors to come out of the mountain......

An old man in sackcloth, with pale hair, he was dressed in the sage's robes, walking step by step with a cane, and the old man stood still and looked up at the sky......

A gray-robed old man, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, climbed the Fengzen platform and looked at the sky with his back......

One is middle-aged in Tsing Yi, he has long hair and a shawl, walks barefoot, and his big sleeves are like clouds, fluttering like a fairy......

A high-crowned old man, he drove a Qixiang treasure car, pulling a car......

A white-robed piano ...... A purple-clothed sword...... A teenager riding a bull...... An old man writes ...... A...... A...... Another ......

The last old man walked slowly, he was tall and well-dressed, his hair was meticulously combed, and he walked up to the Fengzen platform step by step......

Ning Ze looked at him, his eyes moistened, he bowed to these hundreds of Terran sages, they had been in the Feng Zen platform, they had led the people of the world to formulate rituals here.

Feng Chantai is the last hole card left by the sages of the human race to the human race, they left themselves, in the sage forest of the imperial city of Dayu, it is just a group of stone statues, here is their home, maybe one day they will come here......