Great Primordial: My Martial Arts Have Mutated!

"It was Gong Gong who broke it.

Lao'zi's face was equally solemn.

"It's really shocking that a mere Pseudo Saint can break Mt. Buzhoushan. This is something that even Saint can't do."

There was a hint of shock in Yuanshi's eyes.

Mt. Buzhoushan is the backbone of Pangu, and it is also a pillar of heaven, supporting the two poles of the Great Primordial. It was broken by a Pseudo Saint. It is like a painted pool in the sky, which is unbelievable.

Tongtian was silent.

"I think you should think of the identity of the Witch Clan."

Chu Yang looked at the shocked and puzzled expressions of the six Saints and couldn't help but said lightly.

Yuanshi looked at Chu Yang, with a hint of resentment hidden in his eyes.

When Chu Yang came just now, Yuanshi felt very uncomfortable, but now that Great Primordial has suffered a great disaster, he didn't say anything.

Of course, the most important reason is that Yuanshi is not Chu Yang's opponent at this stage.

If Chu Yang didn't cause trouble for Yuanshi, he would burn incense. How could he dare to take the initiative to provoke him?

"The identity of the Witch Clan?"

Lao'zi couldn't help but groan after hearing the words. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he said: "Witch Clan has the blood of Father God flowing in its body, so Gong Gong will not be suppressed by Mt. Buzhoushan's aura, so it smashed Mt. Buzhoushan." "

"Daoist Friend has a point."

Zhǔntí thought for a moment and suddenly felt that what Lao'zi said made the most sense.

"Then why can't you crash Mt. Buzhoushan? You are the primordial spirit of Pangu."

Zhǔntí interjected.

As soon as these words came out, the entire audience was embarrassed and no one spoke.

The Three Pure Ones claimed to be Pangu Orthodoxy, but in the end they were unable to crush Mt. Buzhoushan. Instead, the Witch Clan, whom they looked down upon, was recognized and could crush Mt. Buzhoushan.

"Haha, they can't crash Mt. Buzhoushan, of course because they are not Pangu Orthodoxy."

Chu Yang said with a slight smile, looking at Lao'zi, Tongtian and Yuanshi with mockery in his eyes.

Then he turned to look at Zhǔntí, feeling that the boy was teachable and knew how to find faults.

"Daoist Friend be careful."

Lao'zi looked unhappy and spoke coldly.

"Not bad."

Tongtian narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of danger.

In the name of Pangu Orthodoxy, even if he and Lao'zi and Yuanshi were separated, they could temporarily unite against the enemy.

"Chu Yang, if you insult us again, your soul will be driven to pieces!"

Yuanshi even said harshly: "And don't forget, the reason why Great Primordial is facing a catastrophe right now is all because you let go of Gong Gong!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhǔntí, Jie Yin and Nuwa all looked at Chu Yang, their eyes wrong.

Yuanshi was right. If Chu Yang hadn't let go of Gong Gong, how could Mt. Buzhoushan collapse? There was no need for them to rush to the rescue.

For a time, all the saints had a lot of resentment towards Chu Yang.

"Haha, Yuanshi, do you want to say what you just said again?"

Chu Yang chuckled, took out the Godslayer Spear, put it in his hand and played with it.

Many Saints were dissatisfied with Chu Yang, and Yuanshi originally wanted to take this opportunity to join forces to kill him.

But when Chu Yang took out the Godslayer Spear, Yuanshi's expression changed drastically. He felt fearful that a great danger was coming. He opened his mouth and was speechless.

Zhǔntí and Jie Yin glanced at Yuanshi, feeling that he was useless. Wasn't he just beaten to death by Chu Yang?

Now that I have been threatened by Chu Yang, I dare not continue to fight.

Lao'zi's face was expressionless, as if everything had nothing to do with him, while Tongtian was secretly happy. He was happy when Yuanshi lost face, extremely happy.

"Uh-huh."

When everyone was silent, a figure suddenly fell from the sky.

After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Lao'zi and others quickly stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen the Exalted Master."

"Meet Daoist Friend."

Chu Yang also stepped forward and bowed. After all, he was Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the current strongest person in the Great Primordial, so he still had to give him some respect.

"Damn it, Chu Yang dares to be friends with Exalted Master at the same age. Isn't he a generation older than us?"

Yuanshi stared at Chu Yang, grinding his teeth with hatred, feeling like he was being taken advantage of.

"Meet Daoist Friend."

To everyone's surprise, Hongjun actually bowed back to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang smiled slightly when he saw this, and thought to himself: "It seems that my guess is correct. My current strength is not much different from Hongjun's, otherwise he would not be so polite to me.

Lao'zi and others were stunned.

"Why should he?"

Yuanshi gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Yang unwillingly. The Exalted Master actually valued him so much and regarded him as a Daoist Friend who could be friends with his peers.

Lao'zi took a deep look at Chu Yang and said nothing, but the flickering eyes told others that his heart was not so peaceful.

"Has even the Exalted Master recognized Chu Yang's strength?"

Tongtian was shocked.

Zhǔntí, Jie Yin and Nuwa, whose cultivation base is different among many Saints, are increasingly wary of Chu Yang.

"You are just stupid pigs. You have been here at Mt. Buzhoushan for so long and you don't know what to do?"

After Hongjun returned the gift to Chu Yang, he ignored the attitude of the six Saints and directly cursed: "Now that Great Primordial has countless creatures dying every moment, why don't you hurry up and mend the sky?"

"oh oh."

All the saints suddenly realized what they were going to do.

However, when everyone wanted to patch the sky, they found an embarrassing problem: they didn't know how to patch the sky.

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, but I don’t know what to do.

"Why."

Hongjun sighed softly and cursed the saints eight hundred times.

"Nuwa, take out your five-color sacred stone"

Hongjun had no choice but to end it himself.

"OK."

Without saying a word, Nuwa took out all the colorful sacred stones and handed them to Hongjun.

I just feel a little strange in my heart, how did Hongjun know that she had the five-color sacred stone?

"Daoist Friend, I wonder if I can borrow the Heaven-Earth Cauldron?"

Hongjun took the five-colored sacred stone and asked Chu Yang politely.

"no problem."

Chu Yang said with a slight smile, waving his hand and taking out the Heaven-Earth Cauldron.

The saints' eyes became hot when they saw it. This was an innate treasure, and Saint only had one piece in his hands at most.

The three Saints, Zhǔntí, Jie Yin and Nuwa, did not even have the ultimate treasure, so they could only use the Best Quality Innate Spirit Treasure to fight against the enemy, which was a desperate situation.

"melt."

Hongjun has the Heaven-Earth Cauldron and the five-color sacred stone, and the conditions for mending the sky are complete.

He shouted with a solemn expression, threw the five-colored sacred stone into the Heaven-Earth Cauldron, and threw in a lot of materials, all of which were precious innate spiritual materials.

The flames rose, emitting extremely high temperatures, and the colorful divine stones and many innate spiritual materials were fused into one body in the Heaven-Earth Cauldron, and finally turned into a ball of golden liquid.

go"."

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Hongjun immediately took out the golden liquid and threw it towards the big hole in the sky.

During the flight, the golden liquid continued to grow in size. In the end, it was unknown how many billions of kilometers it was, and it exceeded the huge hole.

Therefore, when the golden liquid comes into contact with the huge hole, it is easily blocked.

The water of the Tianhe River no longer pours, the chaotic airflow is also blocked, and even the Great Primordial land that continues to break apart no longer spreads. .