Rebirth of the Qinglian Road in the Great Desolation

The five people roared and broke through the restrictions of the Chaos Bell. Di Jiang fluttered his wings and came to Fuxi in the blink of an eye. Jie Jie said with a ferocious smile: "Fuxi, you are looking for death!"

Fuxi was shocked! He was about to dodge, but was unable to catch up with Di Jiang. He was hugged by Di Jiang, and with a bang, a huge black cloud rose up in the sky! When the smoke and dust cleared, he saw that the place where he was just now was quiet.

A harp and a color picture embroidered with mountains, rivers and mountains were suspended on the ground. The color picture and the Fuxi harp broke through the space and immediately appeared in the Wa Palace.

Empress Nuwa took over the map of mountains and rivers, sighed and said: "Brother, now that your physical body and soul have been destroyed, only a little bit of your true spirit is left. After this matter is over, I will personally send you to the six realms of reincarnation!"

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Then she waved her hand to collect the Fuxi Qin, and sighed sadly: "As a saint, I, Nuwa, can't save my brother. Is it really difficult to violate the laws of heaven?" She looked at the vast chaos outside the Wa Palace, and her eyes gradually became confused!

Xizi looked at Zhu Jiuyin, Liao Sheng and Gonggong, and said sadly: "The twelve of us have been together for hundreds of millions of years since we were born, fighting side by side, across the wilderness, but now the Houtu has reincarnated, and the rest

My brother has also gone, how can Xizi survive in the world?" He then said to Donghuang Taiyi bitterly: "Donghuang Taiyi, today we swear to drop your Chaos Bell!"

After saying that, he quickly rushed to Donghuang Taiyi and bumped his head against the Chaos Bell. After a loud noise, Xizi also fell! Donghuang Taiyi was knocked out a million miles by this strong impact, and before he could catch his breath,

Coming, I saw that Liao Sui's whole body instantly turned into a ball of Gengjin energy and rushed towards Donghuang Taiyi, and there was another roar and explosion. At this time, although the Chaos Bell was still hanging above Donghuang Taiyi's head, the rotation had slowed down.

There was no trace of blood on his face, how could it be easy to deal with the self-destruction of the three ancestral wizards? Although most of the power was blocked by the Chaos Bell, it still shocked him and even caused old injuries.

It’s a huge loss of vitality!

At this moment, there was another loud "boom", but it was the last Zhu Jiuyin who blew himself up while Tai Yi was not slowing down. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. At this time, only the eleven ancestral witches are left.

Gonggong is chasing Kunpeng.

Gonggong stared blankly at the direction in which Zhu Jiuyin and Donghuang Taiyi disappeared. He could not recover for a long time. He seemed to be stupid and muttered to himself: "I am the only one left! I am the only one left!"

Am I the only one left? Hahahaha! That's all!" He looked at Kunpeng flying towards Buzhou Mountain from a distance, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Father God Pangu! Gonggong is sorry for you!" After roaring, he quickly moved towards

Kunpeng crashed into him. Kunpeng was still very fast. Why didn't Gonggong catch up? When he turned around, he saw Gonggong running towards him with an angry look on his face. Kunpeng was horrified, but because of his turning back just now,

In an instant, he could no longer hide. He only heard a loud bang that shook the three realms and resounded throughout the prehistoric world. Buzhou Mountain collapsed under the horrified eyes of the two Lich clan disciples!

The pillars holding up the sky collapsed and broke. Suddenly the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth sank to the southeast, the four poles shook, and the water of the Tianhe poured down, annihilating hundreds of millions of children of the two Lich clans, and rushed towards the prehistoric land. The water of the Tianhe was the nine heavens

Weak water will destroy the soul and corrode the bones when it touches it, destroying the true spirit. Daluo Jinxian cannot escape the fate of being turned into ashes even if he touches a drop of it! Now that it has wandered on the ancient land, it has destroyed hundreds of millions of living beings!

The war had reached such an extent that the saints didn't care about anything else and hurried over.

The Eight Saints arrived at the same time. Taishang Laojun threw out the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, and then sacrificed twelve golden lotuses to cover the water of the Milky Way from flowing out. Yuanshi, Tongtian, Zhunti, Nuwa, Houtuji

There is no magic weapon that can block the water of the Tianhe River, but Yuanshi and Tongtian both took out the gourds they got on Kunlun Mountain to collect the weak water that fell on the ancient land. Seeing this, Zhunti also used a begging bowl to collect a lot of weak water.

But Chen Feng threw the Xuanhuang Tower of Merit and Virtue towards the gathering place of the human race on the edge of the East China Sea, and the black and yellow energy blocked the weak water flowing to the land of the human race.

Chen Feng said to the saints: "This day needs to be repaired. I wonder what fellow Taoists can do?"

Empress Nuwa looked at Chen Feng and said: "I have the five-colored stones obtained from Baoya, and I can use the Qiankun Cauldron to refine them and use them to mend the sky!"

Chen Feng laughed and said nothing. Three flowers appeared above his head, and a tripod jumped out from the three flowers. It was the Qiankun tripod.

Nuwa took the Qiankun Cauldron, took out seventy-two colorful stones from her sleeves and threw them into the cauldron one by one. After seven, seven and forty-nine days, only one colorful stone remained that had not been melted. Nuwa did not care and held it

The melted liquid flew to the breach to fill it, and the water of the Tianhe River stopped flowing out. Nuwa went to the North Sea to kill the black turtle, and took the four legs to mend the four poles of the sky, which were called pillars of heaven. In this way, the sky was mended.

Complete!

Nuwa glanced at the last colorful stone in her hand and threw it on the vast land. When Chen Feng saw it, his eyes flashed with inexplicable colors, as if he was thoughtful! Then, while the saints were not paying attention, a white light hit the colorful stone.

.This white light delayed the transformation of the colorful stone for a long time, but it was precisely because of this period of time that...you need to know that there is a certain destiny.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand to take away the remaining half of Buzhou Mountain, secretly rejoicing in his heart: This can be used to refine an excellent magic weapon!

Heaven was inspired by all the saints to repair the sky, so it sent down great merits. Nuwa contributed the most, so she got 70%. After Nuwa absorbed the merits, she felt that her Taoism, which had not increased for a long time since she became a saint, actually improved a lot. She couldn't help but be overjoyed! It should be noted that saints will be promoted later.

Cultivation is extremely difficult, and only merit and luck can help saints improve their cultivation. This is also the reason why all the saints earn merit and luck. The saints share 30% of it with each other.

Houtu and Nuwa looked at the remaining hundreds of thousands of lichs. They didn't say anything at the moment. They each waved their hands and took the remaining lichs back. The saints didn't care when they saw it. After all, the lichs were already strong this time.

The human race has been seriously injured and has become the protagonist of the world. There is no need to offend the two saints for this matter.

After patching the sky, all the saints turned their attention to the four magic weapons that were floating quietly. Not to mention the Hetu Luoshu and the Witch-Slaying Sword, the Chaos Bell alone was enough to make many saints jealous! Open

The Three Heavenly Treasures are not only extremely powerful, they can also suppress the luck of great religions. Especially for Western religions whose luck is inherently deficient, this Chaos Bell is their hope for great success in the future.

{The third update is here, hoho. I beg you to collect it.}