The battle of the two supremes almost destroyed the world. ◇↓ Top ◇↓ Point ◇ ↓ Small ◇↓ Said, the primordial gods and souls that rushed into the outer heavens disappeared, and they saw immeasurable flames blooming in the deep cosmic starry sky.

"Taiyi!"

Houtu cried out, and sat down in the void, crying loudly.

At this time, the sky and the earth were full of devastation, and the energy of collapse was rushing in all directions, and everyone was dodging, not knowing that the war was over.

"Ahh

A dull roar sounded, and the spirit of the high priest of the witch clan was knocked into the outer heavens by Zhaoming, but the physical body was left behind, and it was in the midst of collapse.

And at this moment, there was a voice coming out, as if awakened from a deep sleep.

Hearing the dull voice, Houtu was stunned, suddenly remembered something, didn't care to wipe the tears from his face, and shouted loudly at the huge body: "Sixth brother!"

Eleven ancestral witches fused, and only the ancestral witch of water did not die. After that, the high priest of the Wu clan seized the house and immediately fought with Zhaoming, so naturally it was too late to wipe out the soul of the co-worker.

At this moment, the snatchers were expelled, and the co-workers naturally regained their sanity.

But this recovery doesn't make much sense, this body has been fused by the high priest of the Wu clan, and can only accept the divine soul from Pangu's lifesource. Without the control of the divine soul, coupled with Zhaoming's final attack, the power in this physical body has completely collapsed, and only the brute force of the physical body remains.

Feeling the collapse of the body, and then looking around at a messy world, Gonggong looked sad and howled to the sky.

Even though they already knew that they were being used by the high priest of the Wu Clan, the Wu Clan's admiration and worship for them was not false at all. After so many years, the affection for the Wu clan has been deeply rooted.

Now that none of his brothers have died, and he is also about to die, the Wu clan can almost be called extinct. The Wu clan who remained in the Flood Desolate Continent didn't know if they could survive, and everything seemed to be falling apart.

This cursed and hated everything is unbearable to grieve.

"Ahh

Look up to the sky and roar. Full of hatred.

"Sixth brother, don't!"

Goto screamed loudly in horror to stop it, and she sensed the other party's intentions from the other party's howl of pain.

"When I die, the flood will be monstrous!"

The co-worker roared angrily, and his huge body collided with Buzhou Mountain. He hates. I hate everything in this world, I hate the so-called mission, I hate my identity as a guardian, and I hate that I can't let this world return to nothingness.

That huge body, even though it no longer has the true qi in the body, the power of the physical body is still terrifying.

The raging flames burned the essence of Buzhou Mountain, which was not as good as it once was. Under this terrible impact, there was a loud bang. Since the beginning of the world, it has stood between heaven and earth, and the sacred mountain has fallen.

The huge mountain turned into two sections and fell into the sea, stirring up huge waves in the sky. The Nine Heavens roared loudly, and the entire Heavenly Realm was pulled to the northwest by the force of the collapse of Buzhou Mountain.

A huge gap appeared at the bottom of the Nine Heavens, and the water of the Heavenly River fell like a waterfall.

The light is overflowing, the aura is soaring to the sky, and where the collapsed Buzhou Mountain stands, a big tree appears out of thin air. It is millions high, almost reaching the height of a heavy heaven in the past. Reiki is overflowing. Feedback to the world, at a glance, it is still growing.

"Sixth brother!"

Houtu exclaimed.

The co-worker didn't respond, but just looked up to the sky and shouted: "I'm unwilling!"

The body faded, gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Taishi Ji": The god of water and the god of fire fought at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. Defeat and anger do not touch the mountain. The pillars of heaven are broken, and the earth is overwhelmed.

The world is silent, there is a gloom, the aftermath of the apocalypse is still there, and everyone is hiding in a relatively safe place and dare not come forward.

A white-clothed figure knelt in the void. With his hands folded, he kept mourning, singing a song of the Wu clan in his mouth, complaining and sad, as if he was praying for something to the sky, it was Houtu.

The pious figure knelt down in the void, as if he was about to go to the earth.

One hundred and eight days later, a figure appeared in front of Hou Tu's body, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his face was expressionless, it was Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Seeing the appearance of Daozu Hongjun, Houtu hurriedly bowed: "Daozu is merciful, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the misery of life, I am willing to die and be damaged, and sacrifice the body of the heavenly spirit to make up for everything." The Wu clan has made this huge mistake, I am willing to bear all the cause and effect, and I hope that the Dao Ancestor will forgive the Wu clan. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Daozu Hongjun chanted, stretched out a hand, and a green lotus brand appeared in his hand, with thirty-six petals of peanuts.

The reincarnation pen flew out of the body of the back soil, and the blue lotus brand was lit up with the pen edge, turning into life and death, rolling the back soil, accompanied by the green lotus, and went directly to hell.

The sound of heaven shook, the golden light appeared, and in the depths of hell, the thirty-six green lotus vaguely appeared, and then disappeared.

The endless heaven and earth vitality all poured towards the hell, the heaven and the earth trembled, and a huge wheel appeared in the depths of the hell, turning into infinite mystical light to connect the world, and then slowly disappearing.

"Woo!"

It was as if the sound of a trumpet appeared between heaven and earth, and in an instant it wailed all over the field, the gods wept and the ghosts roared, and the myriad lights turned into a huge whirlpool, covering the whole world.

Countless souls were dragged by the whirlpool, like a tsunami torrent, and all of them poured into the depths of hell.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun stood in the void, bowed once in the direction of hell, and his figure disappeared.

When Dao Ancestor Hongjun left, a man in a black cloak appeared at the entrance to hell.

In one hand, he held a black disc-like mass, and in the other hand, he held a ball of aura.

After staring down at hell for a long time, he finally threw all the things in his hand into it, and then slowly left.

When he disappeared, he raised his hand casually, and in a whistling sound, Dongyue Peak rose to the sky and was at the entrance of hell, and the dead air dissipated.

Outside the sky, the flames dissipated, and a big bell returned from outside the sky, wrapped in a little true spirit immortal, and went to hell.

Heaven and earth collapsed, and life was destroyed.

The two men who fought have disappeared, and the aftermath of the battle is difficult to dissipate.

Emperor Wa took action, collected the fragments of the Heavenly Realm, and smelted the five-colored stone with the Qiankun Ding to fill the gap in the Nine Heavens, so that the water of the Heavenly River would no longer fall.

The heavens are tilted, as if they were about to fall.

In the past, the true dragon led the turtle and was willing to follow Houtu to donate his body, accumulate blessings for the demon clan, and eliminate cause and effect.

Chop the four legs into a pillar of heaven, stabilize the heavenly realm, turn into a spiritual energy, and Ze is born. Since then, the heavens and the earth have been stable, and peace has gradually returned.

The desolate continent was shattered, turning into countless small islands and four continents. It is named after the world: Dongsheng Shenzhou, South Zhanbu Zhou, West Niu He Zhou, North Ju Luzhou.

Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and the land of foundation became a continent. Jianmu is in the world, connecting the heavens and the earth.

Nuwa moved the human race to this place with the map of mountains and rivers, named Huaxia Shenzhou, and has flourished since then.

In the battle of the lich, as many as ninety percent of the creatures in the flood and desolation were destroyed, and the immortal kings of all parties were seriously injured.

In the past 10,000 years, there has been a monk named Haotian, who rose in the South China Sea, swept all directions, and promoted to the immortal king in thousands of years, and shocked the world.

Haotian followed the building wood, ascended to the Nine Heavens, reopened the gate of heaven with the Haotian Mirror, entered the Lingxiao Palace, and was respected as the god of Haotian, and was the head of the immortal clan from then on.

The human race entered the Chinese Shenzhou, there was the emperor Fuxi education, the Suiren clan led the fire, the Chao clan built a house, and the Cangjie character was created, and the most holy sages led it, and the luck of heaven and earth was obtained, and the human race was thriving, spreading its branches and leaves.

When the most holy sages retired, the human race was divided, and there were thousands of national tribes, intrigue, and war.

On the side of the East China Sea, winding mountains.

A six or seven-year-old boy curiously walked into a stone cave and reached out to push open a wooden door.

The sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the childish children are surprised, never thinking that this place is actually a paradise.

In a daze, he suddenly found that a black-haired middle-aged man appeared in front of him, with indescribable vicissitudes on his face, but he was very energetic.

Looking at the child in front of him, the middle-aged man smiled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The child said timidly: "I'm lost, and a wolf is chasing me!"

"Do you want me to teach you how to beat the wolf?"

"Good!"

The middle-aged man patted the child's head, and the two wooden doors at the entrance of the cave closed automatically, and a burst of fog outside, completely covering the stone cave.

A new era has arrived.

"The End of the Book" (to be continued.) )