I have a role in the heavens

"brother!"

Di Jun shouted, his relationship with Taiyi was deep, no less than the emotion between the twelve ancestral witches. Hot tears fell down, his expression was miserable and sorrowful, he looked at the remaining three ancestral witches, and Hetu Luoshu suddenly appeared. In front of Xuanming Ancestral Witch, he fixed him in the air, unable to move, and stabbed the witch-slaying sword directly at the ancestral witch.

Xuanming Ancestral Witch felt a strong sense of death and was unable to resist, so he could only wait quietly for death to come. However, Shebishi noticed this, and his body flashed past and appeared in the middle. His true body expanded and moved towards Di Jun rushed towards him crazily, letting the witch-slaying sword pierce his chest, and then self-destructed.

Emperor Jun and Hetu Luoshu were immediately thrown away, vomiting blood. Hetu Luoshu also had a dim light and his vitality was severely injured. Xuanming Ancestral Witch naturally regained the power of action. Looking at the seriously injured Emperor Jun, he was furious. , rushed towards the other party crazily, but still chose to die together, their figures skyrocketed, and boom! The bombardment hit Di Jun's body, and Di Jun's three-legged golden crow body appeared. He no longer had any breath, and his body died.

Gonggong Ancestral Witch looked at the dead Di Jun and Taiyi, then looked at the dead Ancestral Witches, as well as the few demon and witch warriors, with a sad and angry look on his face, and suddenly appeared in front of the sky with a loud roar. In front of Fu Xi, a punch killed Fu Xi, who had already exhausted his strength. Fu Xi's Qin protected Fu Xi's true spirit, which was swept away by a fairy light thirty-three days away.

The ancestral witch Gonggong cast his eyes on the demon master Kunpeng, with a ferocious look on his face. Kunpeng suddenly became wary of him. The ancestral witch had a strong personality and his act of self-destruction had already frightened Kunpeng. With a roll of demonic light, Hetu Luo was taken away. Putting the book in his hands, he escaped from the battlefield and fled towards the land of Beiming.

Gonggong laughed loudly, looked up at Mount Buzhou, which towered between heaven and earth, and said sadly and indignantly.

"There are twelve brothers and sisters, and now I am the only one left to live. What's the point? Since I can't dominate the ancient world, what's the use of keeping this world?!"

The real body of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, a hundred thousand feet long, suddenly hit Buzhou Mountain hard and died.

There was a loud "rumbling", and Mount Buzhou, the pillar supporting the ancient world, was actually broken by Gonggong Ancestral Witch. The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The weak water in the Tianhe River sloped down, submerging the remaining demon and witch warriors, causing death and injury. Countless people, wailing all over the field.

The six saints in Emperor Wa's heaven could no longer sit still, and appeared one after another at Buzhou Mountain. They took action with all their strength. Immortal light and Buddha's light appeared, temporarily filling the hole in the sky. However, it was not a long-term solution after all. I looked at Nuwa, the empress, spoke.

"Junior Sister is best at creating the Dao of Creation. Please take the trouble to refine the Heaven-Mending Object and save all sentient beings!"

Empress Nuwa also knew that this matter could not be delayed, so she immediately nodded and refined the five-color stone for the purpose of mending the sky. After seven or forty-nine days of this, the five-color stone was melted, and the melted liquid flew to the breach to fill it up. In an instant, the water of the Milky Way stopped flowing out.

After filling up the sky, Nuwa flew down and said to the saints: "The sky has been filled up, but there is still a gap in the sky. The fellow Taoists persisted for a while, and the poor Taoist went to find the North Sea turtle and beheaded it. The four limbs are used as the poles of heaven.

Nuwa arrived in Beihai and spent several days trying to find the magical turtle. The turtle knew that its time had come, but refused to be bound, and was killed by Nuwa. The limbs were chopped off and the body was thrown to the ground.

Returning to Mount Buzhou again, Nuwa used the limbs of a divine turtle to transform into the poles of heaven, supporting the central pole. In this way, the sky was complete!

With a rumble, a thunderbolt sounded in the void, raining down immeasurable merit. Divided into six parts, the saints used their own methods to collect the merits. Empress Nuwa frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, and frowned when she saw a shadow appearing in the sky. It turned out that there were too many colorful stones. After patching the sky, I took the remaining corner, flew up, pinched out a magic formula, and scratched off the extra corner. He looked at the extra sacred stone in his hand and threw it away.

Zhunti's eyes flashed, and he had an idea in his mind.

After all the saints had finished mending the sky, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at the collapsed half-section of Mount Buzhou, waved his sleeves, and collected it. Seeing this, Zhunti looked regretful. Why didn't he think of Mount Buzhou as the pillar of heaven? By refining Banjie Buzhou Mountain into a magic weapon, you can naturally get an acquired attack treasure. After a big loss, your face drooped, as if you had suffered a big loss.

At this time, an auspicious cloud floated from the sky, and a boy came down from the sky. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, coarse linen shoes, bright eyes and white teeth, not stained by dust. He is an out-of-this-world fairy boy who is quite virtuous.

This boy was familiar with the saints. He was Haotian who served in Zixiao Palace when Patriarch Hongjun was preaching and teaching.

Taoist Tongtian saw him coming and said, "Why is Haotian here?"

Haotian was formed by the condensation of the innate yang energy, and the other girl was formed by the condensation of the innate yin energy. The ancestor Hongjun opened his spiritual wisdom and served around him. He named the boy Haotian and the girl Yaochi. Later, the ancestor sacrificed his body to join the Tao and evolved the way of heaven. However, Haotian and Yaochi stayed in the Zixiao Palace together, cleaning and cleaning every day. The remaining time was dedicated to cultivating the Tao without caring about worldly affairs.

After hearing Taoist Tongtian's question, Haotian and Fangsheng bowed and replied: "Taoist ancestors issued an oral edict and ordered all the saints to go to Zixiao Palace. If you have something to discuss, you should rush to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible! "

After Haotian finished speaking, he turned around and flew thirty-three days away, returning to Zixiao Palace to resume his life.

The saints did not dare to neglect him. After Taoist ancestor Hongjun combined his body with Taoism and stopped the first battle between the lich and the lich, they all flew towards the Zixiao Palace without showing up and even the saints had never seen him.

"The teacher is here!"

Following a clear cry from Haotian, the Taoist disciple of Taoist Ancestor Hongjun, the space in Zixiao Palace fluctuated, and Taoist Hongjun appeared.

The six saints bowed to Hongjun and sang loudly.

"Teacher's longevity is boundless!".

Haotian Yaochi prostrated himself on the ground. Ancestor Hongjun appeared from the chaotic void and sat on the futon, saying goodbye to everyone.

The saints then stood up, and Taoist Taiqing suddenly bowed to Taoist Hongjun and asked: "I wonder what the reason why the teacher is recruiting disciples to come today is related to the Lich War?"

Hongjun said: "Under the law of heaven, there is no eternal protagonist in the world of reincarnation and calamity. When the lich dies, the human race will rise. Now that the emperor has died, there is not even one demon race left. But the heaven cannot disappear because of this. I have called you here today to discuss who will be the Lord of Heaven. Do you know if there is anyone you can choose?"

After the catastrophe, the elites of the demon clan withered away. Tianting was already at the forefront of the storm, and it was easiest to cause karma and get into trouble. Nuwa was already troubled by this place, so she heard the words.

"Teacher Shengming, with the decline of the demon clan, it is indeed difficult to control the heaven again. We should hire another wise man."

The saints looked at each other, bowed and said to Hongjun.

“It’s all up to the teacher!”