Honghuang: Draw the sword a billion times, prove the high-end Daluo

Donghuang Taiyi was fooled.

The ancestral witches knew who their weakest was from the very beginning, so they would naturally have countermeasures.

If they couldn't cultivate their primordial spirit back then, they really wouldn't be able to do such a subtle calculation.

But after practicing the Sanheng Dao Sutra, the ancestral witches can already cultivate the primordial spirit, so they can know the sequence and avoid disasters.

So when they set up the formation, they let Jiufeng stand beside the protective cover of the Chaos Clock.

Once there is danger, just take seven steps back.

As long as the saint does not shoot.

On this battlefield, no one could kill Jiufeng within seven steps.

As for Dijiang's rescue, Pangu's real body's turning around was all just acting.

"Hahaha, dead, all dead."

Di Jun finally knew that his ambition, his hegemony, and everything else were just illusions.

Nine of the ten sons died, and the last one was frightened.

Not one of the ten important ministers was left.

Now even my brother is dead.

What is left of him?

"They all have to die, you all have to die."

A hint of madness flashed in Di Jun's eyes.

He suddenly unfolded the Hetu Luoshu in front of him, mobilizing the power of the last [-] Zhoutian stars.

"You all have to die."

With the power of the last one hundred and eight Zhoutian stars wrapped in Di Jun, it turned into a rainbow light, flew over hundreds of millions of miles in an instant, and crashed headfirst on Mount Buzhou.

boom!

The sound of the destructive explosion directly opened a hole in the Nine Heavens.

The entire prehistoric world shook for a while.

A burst of fear welled up in the hearts of all living beings in the wild.

All spirits and all living beings looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

A terrible crack appeared on the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain.

After a short period of time that even a saint could not react.

Buzhou Mountain collapsed with a click.

The upper half of the mountain slid down to the ground with a crash.

Unable to bear the weight of the mountain, the earth sank down suddenly.

at the same time.

Jiutian, which was repairing itself, lost its support and could no longer repair itself.

Originally, it was just a small hole torn open, but suddenly it split into a huge hole.

The sky is falling.

The ground sank.

All living beings in the prehistoric and desolate worlds are all sluggish.

Bu Zhoushan fell down.

The sky fell and the earth fell.

Such a situation.

None of the saints thought of it.

Not only the five saints present were stunned.

Even Nuwa, who was hiding in Wa Palace, was taken aback and came directly to the scene.

"No, the Tianzhu breaks, the Tianhe flows backwards, and the weak water of the Nine Heavens will destroy everything in the prehistoric world."

The first saint to react was the Master Tongtian.

The water of the Tianhe River is the weak water of the Nine Heavens, even if it is touched by the Daluo Jinxian, it will corrode the body and destroy the true spirit.

How can the prehistoric myriad spirits be stopped?

Just in the blink of an eye.

Life is charcoal.

The Qingping sword in the hand of the leader of the Tongtian sect was sacrificed, and countless blue lights illuminated the prehistoric world.

The blue light turned into pieces of huge duckweed, which fell on the prehistoric land, carrying countless creatures who fell into the water.

The other five sages looked at each other and also shot.

The sky is collapsing, and the prehistoric creatures are facing extinction.

Even a sage can't afford such a huge cause and effect.

They may not care about the life and death of all spirits, but they have to consider their own karma.

Taishang Laozi sacrificed the heaven and earth Xuanhuang Linglong pagoda.

The pagoda flew to the gap in the sky, and the endless colorful streamer turned into a golden and jade arched bridge.

The arch bridge fell.

Immediately separate and clear the turbidity, set the ground, water, fire and wind.

The raging Jiutian Ruoshui was suppressed by this golden bridge, and its power was immediately weakened by three points.

Yuanshi Tianzun sacrificed the Qingyun of the heavens, and suppressed the other three parts of the weak water of the Tianhe River.

Immediately, Tianhe's weak water weakened by six points.

This time.

The powerful immortals from all sides finally had a chance to make a move.

Either build up soil and build rocks to block the flood.

Either turn the sand and dredge the river to expand the river to allow the flood to pass quickly.

When Ye Changqing was knocked down in Buzhou Mountain, he notified the Dragon Clan with a divine thought.

Ao Guang led all the aquariums of the East China Sea Dragon Palace to attack.

Make waves.

Divide and surround Jiutianweishui with water from the East China Sea.

Immortals of other forces saw this and immediately led Jiutian Ruoshui to the East China Sea.

Empress Nuwa and the two saints of the West also made their moves one after another, using their magical powers to block the Nine Heavens Weak Water.

however.

Nine days of weak water is just one difficulty.

The sky has completely lost its balance, is wobbly, and is about to collapse.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, quickly find a way."

Master Tongtian quickly looked at Ye Changqing.

Fellow Daoist has always been kind, why didn't he act immediately at this time?

Does he have any plans?

Ye Changqing did have a plan.

Hearing Tongtian's shout, Ye Changqing raised his head.

"Emperor, it's time for the Wu clan to forgive their sins."

The ancestral witches who had been waiting for Ye Changqing's words for a long time shouted in unison.

"We are under the order of senior Changqing."

The evil spirit from the Twelve Patriarchal Witches soared into the sky and condensed.

Pan Gu's real body let out a roar that shook the entire prehistoric world.

Then Pan Gu's real body jumped onto the half-turned Buzhou Mountain, with his feet on the mountain and his hands propped up.

"They want to support the sky?" Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes widened.

Zhunti snorted disdainfully, "A mere Wu family wants to support the sky? It's just wishful thinking."

indeed.

The true body of Pan Gu transformed by the Twelve Patriarchal Witches is only ten thousand feet long.

Can't last.

When Di Jiang heard Zhun Ti's words, he raised his head and glanced at the Western sage.

Sneer.

Bow down.

His voice rolled down.

"Sir Lang of the Wu family, we are all transformed by the essence and blood of Godfather Pangu, and now the spine of Godfather Pangu will not collapse."

"We should mend the mountains with our bodies and support the sky with our bodies."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hey! We are the descendants of Godfather Pangu, so we should mend the sky with our bodies."

Xing Tian was the first to roar, dropped his relatives, and slammed into Pan Gu's real body.

brush!

Pan Gu's real body rose ten thousand feet.

"Hahaha, what an honor it is to stand up to the heavens on behalf of Godfather Pangu? Count me in."

Kuafu laughed loudly, threw down the peach stick, and then crashed into Pangu's real body.

The great witches took the lead, and the witches devoted themselves to Pangu's real body without hesitation.

Pan Gu's real body is getting higher and higher under the unhesitating sacrifice of the Wu Clan.

at last.

His hands supported the sky.

Chapter 64 Evergreen fills the sky, the witch clan enters reincarnation

Not Zhou Shanzhe.

The sky is falling.

The saints joined forces to save the common people.

The creatures of all races can only protect themselves, or they can only wait for rescue.

Even saints are a little at a loss when faced with such a situation.

What can a saint do?

The Wu clan gave an answer that startled even the saints.

Instead of Zhoushan supporting the sky.

By sacrificing the whole family.

Rao, even a saint like Master Tongtian who had a preference for the Wu clan because of Ye Changqing was dumbfounded.