The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

The five saints were speechless for a moment.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the Goddess Xiao who was hiding somewhere.

"Mend the sky!"

The voice was extremely clear and faint, yet it seemed to ring in the ears of the five people.

"Repair, repair the sky?" The God of War was stunned and instinctively turned his gaze to Nuwa.

Being a saint through the way of creation, the one who is most proficient in "repair" among the Five Saints is most likely Nuwa.

"Uh?"

Nuwa frowned slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed, "As for repairing the sky, fellow Taoists, this, this..."

The sky is not a roof that anyone can hold. If it breaks, it can be covered with mud. It is the innate pure energy of the great god Zhiyuan in the past. It looks like it is covered with clear clouds and the blue sky is floating, but it is actually a layer of barrier. The part blocked by the Pillar of the Sky is the weak point of the formation.

Even though she possesses the power of creation and should be able to do this, she can't just stick anything on it, right?

What could be like the Pillar that Topples the Sky? That’s the divine body of Lord Zhiyuan.

If she replaced it with something else, even if it was blocked temporarily, it would not last long and would definitely break through again. Then, would she have to patch it up again?

Then she is really in trouble!!!

Lan Tian leaks every three to five months, and she takes a patch every three to five months!!

The scene is so beautiful that even Nuwa dare not imagine it!

"What should I use to repair it?" Nuwa asked, pointing directly at the soul.

The remaining four saints looked at each other, and cast their eyes on the goddess Xiao who had become famous at the same time as the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn since the chaotic period. However...

"Gone!"

After Goddess Xiao temporarily stopped the leak in the sky, she disappeared without a trace.

Several people frowned at the same time.

Relying on the Six Realms of Qiankun to hide in the subspace, Xiao Rao has begun to help Zhi Yuan gain this gain.

They have already gained the benefits of the Lich Catastrophe, and even her emerald green little world has gained a few strands of the energy of creation, which is a great tonic for her still immature little world.

Xiao Rao didn't have time to digest all of this.

If we want to mend the sky, we don't need her anymore.

Although helping to make up for it can also gain great merit, but...

[Oh, Tiandao is awake!] 9527 floated above Xiao Rao's head, peeking out with its eyes wide open.

Hei Pang Pang swung his tail leisurely and meowed: [Awake? Isn't he dead? ]

[I think it's almost done!] 9527 blinked his eyes and pouted: [Um, Sister Rao, what do you think Nuwa and the others will use to mend the sky this time?]

According to the trajectory of the original world, it was natural for the Xihui soil to be glued together and the five-colored stones to be refined, so that the gaps could be filled. The last eye of the formation was filled by Chang'e sacrificing herself. From then on, the sky was successfully repaired.

But now...

[Sister Rao brought this forward tens of thousands of years, in the prehistoric world~~] 9527 paused, clenched his teeth for a long time, shook his head and said: [There is no Xiran and five-colored stones! ]

[What did Nuwa and the others use to mend the sky? ]

[Who knows? Anyway, we have to make up for it! ] Heipangpang spread his hands.

[It all depends on whether the Heavenly Dao can bear to let go of itself!] On the side, Xiao Rao had stopped at some point. She and Zhi Yuan sat side by side with a leisurely smile on their faces.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Zhiyuan, [Come to think of it, if the Heavenly Dao is willing to sacrifice itself, you can go one step further! ]

Zhiyuan pursed his lips, looked outside with a deep look in his eyes, and did not answer.

outside.

Has the Heaven awakened?

Yes!

Woke up!

However, in the Lingxiao Palace, the world was in ruins and countless creatures were wailing and screaming. Even the "protagonists" of the future world, the human race, were soaked in water, trembling and almost exterminated.

After all, even if Fuxi and other great masters of the ancient times came to the rescue and salvaged the fallen creatures, the sky was still leaking. The river of heaven was not surging as fast, but it was still falling down...

The flood water is increasing all the time, and the place that could barely be considered "high" just now will be flooded in the blink of an eye.

"We have to find a solution quickly. We have no five-colored stones or fertile soil!!" Tiandao was spinning in circles anxiously, but after being damaged several times, it was almost dried up and had no ability to create the two things.

Without the five-colored stones and the Xirang, Chang'e is useless!

The Heavenly Dao's eyes were vague, but it could do nothing about it. After all, although it was above all things, it was ultimately the Heavenly Dao of the primitive world, and it was born dependent on the primitive world. Without the primitive world, there would be no Heavenly Dao.

Now!

"We have to manage it, but, what should we do?"

It was spinning in circles in a hurry when suddenly, five rays of light wrapped in human figures rushed in from outside the Lingxiao Palace. Inside the shadows were the Five Saints!

Oh, right.

The God of War also brings Xiji with him.

"Nuwa, Buddha... have seen the Heavenly Dao!"

Several people bowed and greeted Tiandao.

Tiandao, who was a ball of light, didn't care about pretending anymore. He just stood there in a daze for a while, then said weakly, "No need to be polite. Just come here..."

"That's exactly what I'm asking for!"

The God of War took the lead.

Nuwa followed closely and said, "May I ask Heavenly Dao, now that the witches and demons have caused a great disaster, the pillars of heaven have collapsed, and all living things in the ancient world are suffering. What should we saints do?"

"How do you mend the sky?"

What to use to supplement?

Tiandao grinned, wanting to use the five-colored stone, but he didn't have it now. He struggled, hesitated, and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he closed his eyes fiercely and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Pillar of the Sky!"

"Ah?" The demon lord said, "What do you use?"

"Collect the core of the Pillar of the Sky, and after refining it, you can repair the sky!" Tiandao said in a deep voice.

The five saints looked at each other.

The Pillar of the Sky was formed from the spine of the Great God Zhiyuan. It had stood upright for so many years, and had suffered an unexpected disaster and had been hit on the bed. Now, it had to refine his bones...

Isn’t the core of the Pillar of the Sky the backbone of the great God Zhiyuan?

Really, ahem, it’s a bit too much to think about it!

But now, the situation was urgent and they could not care about those things. Wuliang was the first to calm down and asked directly, "Excuse me, Heavenly Dao, what can be used to refine the core of the Pillar of the Sky?"

The hardness of that thing is something that even saints can’t achieve!

The Heavenly Dao was in even greater pain. It remained silent for a long time before it said dryly, "Of course, I will do it!"

What to use to refine it?

Use it to refine! !

Zhiyuan is the terminator of the chaotic era and the creator of the new world. But it sneak attacked Zhiyuan when he was at his most vulnerable moment and replaced him as the master of the new world!

However, it never created the world, it was just a thief, so it needed the catastrophe of the new world to make up for its shortcomings. If everything went well and it succeeded, then everyone would be happy. No matter what the new world was like now or in the future, as long as it existed, it would last forever. However, now, the new world had a problem...

Naturally, the creator god of the old era can only be solved by it.

"I will transform into the raging fire and melt the pillars that tilt the sky!" Tiandao choked.

To it, resisting the body of the God of Creation of the old era was already a serious injury. Moreover, how could it linger like this? After refining the Pillar of the Sky, it might not wake up for hundreds of billions of years.

Hundreds of billions of years.

Damn it!

What's the difference between this and being dead?

But we have to do it.

If you don’t do it now, you will die!