Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 98 [Chaos Bell Escapes, Buzhou Mountain Falls]

If the prediction is correct, after the end of the Lich War, it will be the time for the Saint to arrive. At the same time, even Hongjun, who has already joined the Tao, will appear. Under the nose of the Saint, Zhang Yan would not dare to act so arbitrarily.

"The Daoyan system scanned the location of the Chaos Clock."

As soon as he entered it, Zhang Yan couldn't wait to order Dao Yan's system to find the location of the Chaos Bell.

Now that the turmoil has just ended, Zhang Yan can only find things through the scanning of the Daoyan system, and the thing that Zhang Yan wants most in the Lich War is the Chaos Bell.

"Hey, positioning is successful. Coordinates X: 156518, Y: 14862."

Zhang Yan's body moved across countless distances in an instant, and he was about to approach the Chaos Clock.

Unexpectedly, just when Zhang Yan was about to approach, a pair of ethereal hands reached out from the void and grabbed the Chaos Bell suspended in the air, but Zhang Yan stopped his movement.

"Boom boom boom!"

The dark yellow surface of the Chaos Bell is a little dim, as if it senses danger, it emits a vibrating bell sound, shattering the nearby space, and is about to escape into it.

"The Dao Yan system records the breath of the Chaos Bell and its escape trajectory."

Zhang Yan was extremely anxious in his heart and saw that the duck in his mouth was about to fly away.

"Hey, the breath recording is completed and the trajectory is being calculated."

"Boom!"

The Chaos Bell disappeared. The owner of the big hand seemed very angry. He thrust his hand directly into the broken space and wanted to pursue it. However, in the gap between time and space, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not exist. The palms that evolved from the spiritual energy could only be used in vain. return.

"Haha, Taoist Zhunti, you are so shameless, you actually took away my Middle-earth Spiritual Treasure."

A burst of hearty laughter spread across the world, and a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe appeared in the void, where the remains of the lich battle were scattered all over the ground.

"Uncle Tongtian."

Zhang Yan was determined, and after thinking about it, he controlled the Chaos Orb to completely immerse himself in the ground. Although he knew that with the mind of a saint, he could not reach him, but he was so close to the saint himself, and he could not guarantee that he would be able to hide away.

"Crash!"

Rays of brilliant light fell from the horizon, and shadows stood in the void.

Among them are Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Leader, the two Western Saints Jieyin Zhunti, and the Saint Nuwa.

The six saints arrived together, and the aura they exuded instantly suppressed the turbulent aura of the Lich War.

"Haha! Saint."

A bleak laughter rippled between heaven and earth. The saints looked at him with cold eyes. Gonggong, who was still alive, had clear eyes.

With the end of the calamity and the end of the Lich War, Gonggong gained some clarity.

The Witch Clan is full of brains and muscles, but that doesn't mean they don't understand anything. The Witch Clan is finished, and the Monster Clan is finished, and both sides will suffer losses.

The remaining power of the Wu Clan is not even as good as any other race in the prehistoric times.

Gonggong has a clear mind, but he doesn't know that all this is the plan of heaven. The minds of the lich and the demons are all deceived, thinking that as long as they defeat each other, they can become the co-lord of heaven and earth.

However, the co-owners of heaven and earth need to be recognized by heaven and earth, and even more importantly, they need to be recognized by heaven. The two lich clans have never been recognized by heaven and earth, or by heaven.

The lichs were all defeated, defeated by the way of heaven.

Gonggong knelt on his knees towards Buzhou Mountain and said in a sad tone: "Father God, this is the prehistoric world you created. Is it yours or the way of heaven?"

After Gonggong finished speaking, his body suddenly exploded and he hit Buzhou Mountain with his head. Compared to the majestic Mount Buzhou, the body of several hundred feet was smaller than an ant, but at the moment Gonggong crashed into Mount Buzhou.

The Qi that belongs to the origin of the Wu Clan bloomed all over his body, and that Qi was filled with decay, unwillingness, and disappointment.

"Boom!"

Although Gonggong's body was small, the energy he condensed was so majestic that even the saint in the clouds changed his expression slightly.

The body of the Wu Clan inherently contains the laws of the ancient earth, and the physical body is also transformed from Pangu's blood, and the entire ancient world is transformed from Pangu's body. To be honest, the Wu clan is also a part of the ancient world.

Because after the death of the Wu clan, they will become part of the prehistoric era.

This Gonggong was transformed from a drop of Pangu's heart and blood. Although it was contaminated with turbidity, it was of the same origin as Pangu and the prehistoric earth.

Gonggong's collision triggered the original power lurking in the Wu clan, and the power it carried was no less than a continent.

"Boom!"

But with a loud noise, Buzhou Mountain was directly smashed in the middle by Gonggong, and the heaven and earth were silent.

Mount Buzhou has always been the branch that supported the prehistoric world. Now it is broken. The heaven and earth have no support, and the entire prehistoric world will be destroyed.

Suddenly, due south, I saw thousands of auspicious clouds, thousands of auspicious auras, and strange fragrances. I saw one coming with a bamboo stick in hand.

The verse says: "Lying high on nine layers of clouds, the truth of the Tao is revealed on a futon; outside of the black and yellow sky and earth, I am the master of teaching; Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four images followed; one teaching passed down to three friends, and two religions explained and divided; the leader of the Xuanmen capital, one Qi Hua Hongjun.”

Purple energy rises between heaven and earth, all things are prosperous, and all intelligent creatures are immersed in the world of the endless ocean of Tao.

Hongjun combines his body with Tao, and he represents Tao.

"We have met the teacher."

When the Six Saints saw the person coming, they all lowered their eyes and bowed respectfully to their disciples.

"You just sit back and watch Gonggong angrily attack Buzhou Mountain without stopping him, which will lead to this consequence. Why don't you rush forward to find the thing that supports the sky."

When Hongjun arrived, he didn't say any unnecessary words, but went straight to the point and ordered everyone to solve the matter.

"Teacher, don't you know what this thing holding up the sky is?"

Nuwa frowned, and for some reason she felt that she had to do this.

"On the shores of the East China Sea, there is a strange species called the Black Turtle. You can use its limbs to train to support the sky."

While a few people were talking, a huge hole suddenly opened on Mount Buzhou, and the water of the Milky Way fell from the sky.

This Milky Way water is also an innate water. It was originally a river in the outer sky. It washed down and instantly filled the entire land with turbid floods.

"This is the Qiankun Cauldron. It has the ability to return to the innate nature. You can collect colorful stones and refine the heavenly membrane to mend the sky."

Hongjun then threw out a large purple cauldron. This cauldron was the accompanying spiritual treasure of the ancestor of Qiankun at the beginning of the prehistoric times. It can be seen that the acquired spiritual treasure returned to the innate world and smelted the power of the law.

All the saints looked envious, especially Yuanshi Tianzun, who looked at the Qiankun Cauldron with envy. For Yuanshi Tianzun who likes to refine weapons, returning to his innate nature the day after tomorrow is a very big temptation.

Others were completely envious of Nuwa's good luck. This patching of the sky would be beneficial to the world, and there would definitely be great merit after it was completed.

However, they all also know that this opportunity must be given to Nuwa, because only Nuwa has practiced the magical power of mediating creation to the extreme, and she specializes in the laws of creation. Only she can do this thing of mending the sky.

(End of this chapter)