Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

Chapter 997 Tragedy: The End of the World's Enemy

"Know five-color stones, then?"

Guangming Buddha raised his head, his eyes dimmed, and he finally restrained himself. He sighed in his heart. At this time, he had completely understood that everything he and his deity had done was known to Daozu: "Why didn't you stop it? Why didn't you summon me?"

He doesn't understand.

I can only suppress my thoughts.

"Thank you, Master!"

I made a big gift.

Guangming Buddha took out the colorful stones and handed them to Lao Tzu.

"Tao friendly means!"

Lao Tzu nodded and took it.

He is acknowledging the status of the Buddha of Light.

Several saints had no choice but to return to the land of Buzhou Mountain.

Lao Tzu refined the five-colored stone, turned it into a blue liquid, and melted into the cave, but a piece fell off from the top and fell into a prehistoric mountain peak, and the rest fit just right.

The saints didn't care either.

The Bright Buddha flashed a strange color.

Then, under the astonished eyes of several saints, he took out four huge pillars and penetrated into the four dimensions of heaven and earth, supporting the universe and stabilizing the heaven and earth.

"Tao friendly means!"

This time, Lao Tzu's voice was extraordinarily dignified.

The same sentence also shows that he attaches unprecedented importance to Guangming Buddha.

The heaven and the earth are stable, the weak water diverts, and the prehistoric is calm.

Click!

There is a sound of thunder in the sky above, and a piece of merit will fall. Lao Tzu alone gets four levels, Guangming Buddha also gets three levels.

The last two floors, sprinkled on the prehistoric, are rewards to the powerful who protect the living beings, and they are also sprinkled on the ground to restore part of the prehistoric vitality.

"The catastrophe is finally over!"

Lao Tzu sighed.

"Yeah, it's finally over, the catastrophe disappears, and the cause and effect are self-evident! Things that were invisible before can be easily deduced now. Hey, when the ten little Golden Crows traveled in the prehistoric wilderness, I wonder if there is any secret in it?"

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Zhunti with a sarcasm.

"There's still a primordial spirit!"

The reception changed the topic.

"not good!"

Guangming Buddha's heart skipped a beat.

At this time, the aura of calamity dissipated, and the power of catastrophe that blinded the heavenly secrets also completely retreated.

The sky is clear and the earth is bright, and the next peace period has entered.

Some powerful figures have calculated and calculated the past.

"Zhunti, the Ten Golden Crows were indeed released by you!"

Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head and snorted coldly.

"Follow the way of heaven and gain merit!"

Zhunti responded with a smile.

"Huh! Hong Yun's death was actually killed by a human saint?"

Master Tongtian showed disbelief.

"The primordial spirit will definitely be obtained by him!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

"Fengzu's two sons were actually swallowed by him? That's how his innate yin and yang body came about! A human saint, good trick!"

Zhunti was astonished, "There is a tenth Golden Crow, but he died at his hands!"

"He overturned the Ancestral Witch Hall and destroyed the roots of the Witch Clan!"

Jie Yin gasped.

"Zhulong died at his hands, and he also killed Dijun's remnant spirit! He didn't die, and those two were his incarnations? It's hidden from the eyes of our saints!"

At this moment, Lao Tzu was shocked.

He knew that Chu Yang was not dead, but he couldn't think of the incarnation of the other party, and he even hid it from him.

"The saint master of the human race is really a character, I admire, admire!" The leader of Tongtian exclaimed again and again, "It is decisive enough to destroy the red cloud remnant soul and obtain the aura of primordial spirit; kill the tenth Golden Crow, and cut off the blood inheritance of the three-legged Golden Crow clan It's cruel enough to put the blame on the Wu clan; it's enough to put the blame on the Wu clan after taking the ancestor's witch temple and cutting off the roots of the Wu clan, but it's poisonous enough to blame it on the heaven; Niu; the siege of heaven, killing the five quasi-sages alone, even Fuxi's final death was all his handwriting, and then he escaped by feigning death, so that the saints such as me did not find out, powerful; finally killed Zhulong and Dijun, and got the witch-slaying sword , Slayer Sword, Hetu Luoshu, Hibiscus Tree, Ancestral Dragon Ball, Sun Jing Wheel, Moon Jing Wheel, some of them are Tianshensha Banner and Star Banner, even under our noses, the Chaos Clock was given to Fellow Daoist Guangming!"

"The Lich War, it can be said that he single-handedly led the two groups into a decisive battle! Then he sought many treasures. If the catastrophe hadn't passed, there would be no secrets, and I'm afraid even we would be completely concealed!"

"I have never admired a single person in Tongtian, but Chu Yang, the saint master of the human race, is the first!"

"awesome!"

The leader of Tongtian Sect had a gleam in his eyes and gave a huge evaluation, "If he was born in the same era as us, this world, hey...!"

Thinking of this, he trembled.

"Human saint, kill my brother, I want you to die!"

At the end of the East China Sea, there was a loud shout.

This is the voice of Zulong, the current Qinglong!

"Chu Yang, kill my beloved son, and I will destroy you!"

This voice came from under the undead volcano in the south, obviously it was Fengzu, the current sacred beast of Vermillion Bird.

"Human Saint Master, Chu Yang, how can I tolerate you if you kill my brother?"

Nuwa, who came out of Zixiao Palace, calculated Fuxi's death, and she looked up to the sky and felt great sorrow.

She wanted to let the human race go, but at this moment, she was going crazy.

But there is a thought in my mind: If I protect the human race, how can my brother die?Will there be no luck for the human race?

Unfortunately, none of this can be reversed.

Not even if you are a saint!

"Chu Yang, kill my friend, you, you, you will die for me!"

Zhen Yuanzi, who was protecting the human race, was completely confused.

"Hongmeng Qi!"

Styx walked out of the sea of ​​blood.

"Killing the holy master of the race, you will gain the spirit of the primordial. If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant. This is our only chance!"

The reclusive powerhouses came out of their seclusion one by one.

"Chu Yang, I want you to live forever and live in front of me!"

In the underworld, Houtu's grief-stricken voice came out.

Zu Wugu died, and she lost all thoughts, even wanted to die, and finally sat decadently in the Pingxin Palace, lifeless, like a stone.

However, it was discovered that Chu Yang snatched the spleen of Pangu from the Ancestral Witch Palace back then, which cut off the roots of the witch clan, and also provoked all kinds of liches among the liches, which made her extremely hateful.

The dead heart turned into a flame of vengeance.

"where is he?"

Zhunti said suddenly.

But as soon as he thought about it, he realized it, and looked down in amazement.

The sky is vast, but there is a long mountain that spreads to the end of the sky, which is the broken part of Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, Chu Yang was there.

With a wave of his hand, he took most of Buzhou Mountain away.

"Meet some saints!"

Seeing their eyes looking over, Chu Yang showed an ugly smile.

All the saints were silent.

"Welcome all the saints, come to the human race to preach!"

Chu Yang waved his hands, soared into the sky, and headed into the distance.

Several saints did not stop.

Although they were envious of the many spirit treasures on Chu Yang, there was not a single one of them that they couldn't afford to snatch, and now the heavenly secret showed that the human race was booming and their luck was skyrocketing.

"I wonder if he can fake his death again!"

Master Tongtian said strangely.

"Guangming, where are you going?" Yuanshi Tianzun swayed, blocking the way of Guangming Buddha, "I don't know why the saint master of the human race gave you the Chaos Clock? It is a treasure, and it was given to you. Can you tell me, the two of you What is the relationship between them?"

"I'm the Great Elder of the Human Race, his best friend!" Guangming Buddha said with a smile, "I made an agreement with him. If he helps me find the Chaos Clock, I will do my best to protect the Human Race. And... !"

He paused, and then said: "He also has a premonition that the catastrophe is coming, and I am afraid it will be difficult to escape. If the catastrophe happens, let me help him reincarnate and rebuild!"

"It makes sense!"

I can't help but nod after savoring it a little.

Several saints fell silent.

They looked around and looked in the direction where Chu Yang was leaving.

Guangming Buddha secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

They couldn't figure out what happened to Pan Gu's heart.

The relationship between him and the deity has not been discovered.

The rest of the treasures in his hands have not revealed their clues.

"As for the deity, this calamity...!"

Guangming Buddha secretly sighed

Chu Yang, who was flying, also sighed in his heart.

"The catastrophe has passed, and it can be calculated. What kind of secret is there?"

"Trouble!"

"Zulong, Fengzu, Zhenyuanzi, Nuwa, and Styx who wants to get the primordial energy, there are many hidden powerhouses. Hey, this time, I have become a favorite!"

With a wry smile, his heart tightened, and he secretly thought it was bad.

Just as he was about to communicate with the bronzes in his mind, a blue light had already descended on him.

"Chu Yang, as the lord of reincarnation, I risked being backlashed by a blow comparable to that of a saint. First, I will destroy your cultivation, imprison you, and then take you back to the Peaceful Palace. I will take pleasure in torturing you, and let you know what pain is!"

Houtu shot desperately.

Without any warning, the supernatural power fell directly on Chu Yang.

"Yes, I can't kill him. In the years to come, I will enjoy torturing him, hehe!"

Nuwa, who is above the nine heavens, let out a piercing laugh.

All sentient beings in the prehistoric times felt their scalps tingling.

One Houtu, one Nuwa.

If everyone loses their minds, then...!

Some experts who can think of this situation all tremble.