The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 122 You Are Not Pangu

As Nuwa moved faster and faster, pieces of five-colored stones filled the voids in the sky, and the entire prehistoric three worlds were filled with an endless auspicious atmosphere. Ethereal levitation.

Booming, suddenly, the sky roared, and golden lights of merit began to gather from above the sky. This light was still small at first, but as Nuwa repaired the sky, there were more and more.

When it turned into majestic, all the saints and the long-awaited Mastiff Lietian also took a breath, and their minds shook violently, and Mastiff Lietian said in his heart: "As expected of Mending Sky!
It is only a little less than the merits of the six reincarnations, and it is comparable to the merits of Nuwa's creation of human beings last time, but this time... I don't know how much the poor can get. "

Mending the sky is different from creating man. When man was created that day, Lao Tzu, ,, and others hadn't proved the Tao and became holy. Nu Wa was only accompanied by Mastiff Li Tian, ​​and the merit was given to the two of them.

But this time mending the sky, although there are many merits, but in this battle, including Lao Tzu and other saints, and even Zhen Yuanzi, , and other great supernatural powers have contributed, and they will definitely be able to share a lot of merits. It seems that I and the leader of Tongtian didn't do anything before, but they were protecting Nuwa to avoid being disturbed when refining the five-color stone.

This is also a point of merit, not only that, Mastiff Lietian even ordered the demon of the ancient sect of the fairy demon to go out of the sect and suppress the disaster with all his strength. Zongmen monks get more, but more will be integrated into the cloud sea of ​​Zongmen's merits, waiting for a certain day in the future to be devoured by the mastiff.

"The merit this time should not be less. I don't know if I can awaken a powerful soul split again. My cultivation base here should go a step further." Mastiff Lietian pondered.

Just like this, the common people looked up and stared at Nüwa, time passed little by little, and the sky patching was at the last moment, and the sky patching stones glowing with colorful light around Nuwa's body became less and less, one hundred yuan, 80 yuan, 50 yuan , Ten yuan... is constantly decreasing.

"Buzzing..." Until another five-color stone was filled into the black hole in the sky by Nuwa with the Dao of Fortune, suddenly, the color of the sky changed, and countless lights of heaven flowed.

"It's done, Junior Sister Nuwa is really clever, this day, it's complete!" The bodies of several peak cultivators beside him shook, and the saints smiled slightly, and the leader of Tongtian said with admiration.

"Next, there is only the pillar supporting the sky. It's just... Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why is there a five-color stone left?"

The saints were stunned for a moment, but they saw that on the left hand side of Nuwa, there was actually a piece of sky-replenishing stone exuding multicolored luster, standing there alone,...At the moment, everyone had different thoughts, and their own thoughts flashed in their minds. Nu Wa also frowned, fell silent for a moment, flipped her bare hands, and pressed down on the void lightly, and immediately the only remaining five-color stone, with a strange glow, lingered in the Dao Yun and fell to the ground.

"Well, this stone contains good fortune, or it may be the original birth, so it should be destined to my west!" At this moment, Taoist Zhunti seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and glanced at the five-color stone.

Everyone was silent, Mastiff cracked a smile deep in his pupils, as if looking forward to the five-color stone, but at this moment, no one noticed... that Lao Tzu, the leader of all saints, flashed a brilliant light deep in his pupils, The right hand tucked into the sleeve robe moved slightly.

It was at this moment that the five-colored stone was falling unabated, but in the nothingness, a wind blew, and there was a layer of faint clouds and mist in the wind. The saints didn't care about it, they just saw... the wind changed the falling trajectory of the five-color stone, making it fall from a straight line to a parabola. After a while, it hit an island in the east with a bang. superior.

"Gui Ling, don't be nervous, Pindao will help you!" Seeing that everything is almost done, but the merits in the sky have not yet fallen, Mastiff Lietian looked at Gui Ling and said.

Gui Ling shrank his head in fear, but thinking of the promise of Mastiff Cracking Heaven and Tongtian Cult Master, there was still a determination in his eyes and he roared up to the sky, and said loudly: "The way of heaven is above, today I, Gui Ling of the ancient fairy sect, would like to sacrifice The fleshy body, transform into a pillar of heaven, hold up the sky!"

Boom boom boom! ... As soon as the words fell, the heavens had a feeling, as if responding, and then a colorful glow fell from the sky and landed on the huge black tortoise. The black tortoise suddenly roared in pain. Body.

"Buzz buzz..." Dao rhyme lingered, as it absorbed the majestic power of flesh and blood in the body, the four legs swelled infinitely and became taller... almost instantly, the huge black turtle, flesh and blood were covered by four shocking roots The giant pillar was sucked dry, leaving only the turtle shell and spirit.

"Ah, Sovereign, Saint Tongtian, help me, don't suck my soul..." Suddenly the soul of the turtle spirit emerged from the shell, and with a look of fear, he immediately called for help.

Because it felt that all the flesh and blood were not enough to nourish the quadrupeds and turn them into giant pillars. Of course, Mastiff Lietian couldn't break his promise at this time. He and Tongtian Cult Master looked at each other, and the two shouted at the same time, Mastiff Lietian said: "Turtle spirit, don't worry!!"

At the moment, each method is used, and at the same time, he uses his stalwart power. The mastiff splits the sky, and the demonic energy explodes, sweeping away the soul of the turtle spirit, and protecting it. In that nourishment.

"Two Dao brothers, Nuwa is willing to help..." Suddenly Nuwa spoke softly, and when she took a step forward, she waved her hand and the power of the holy way of good fortune poured in.

"Well, forging the pillars supporting the sky, you can also share a little merit!" Lao Tzu, Yuanshi Tianzun, Jieyin, and Zhunti Four Sages were taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized that they were busy imitating Nuwa and coming forward. Zhengyan said: "Everyone, we are the same as Optimus Prime!"

At present, the six great saints are attacking together, using their own power to nourish Optimus Prime. With such a lineup, is there any reason why they should not succeed?Forty-nine days after July 49th, the heaven and earth resounded through the Dao sound, roaring silently, and when the color of the sky changed, Optimus Prime was formed and supported the sky.

"Boom..." At this time, the meritorious force above the sky suddenly fell, divided into many points, Nuwa naturally got the most, about [-]%, she smiled slightly, the beauty at that moment was indescribable, Fascinated the common people.

As for the remaining [-]% of the merit of mending the sky, half of it fell into the palm of the mastiff and merged into the soul of the turtle spirit, but it was rewarded by the heavens for the merit of supporting the sky with four legs.

Another [-]% was divided among the five sages such as Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, and others. As for the last [-]%, it was like a rain of flowers, scattered all over the world, and distributed to those monks who contributed to the stability of the world, and among them... the demon of the ancient fairy sect , naturally got a lot.

"Buzzing boom..." At this moment, Mastiff Lietian smiled slightly, but somehow sensed that the sea of ​​clouds, the meritorious virtues of the fairy demon ancient sect, suddenly boiled and rolled up. In the void of nothingness, billowing merit emerges.

The accumulation of merits became more, and was swallowed by the mastiff cloud beast, the roar echoed in the body, and it was quickly refined. Slowly, as time passed, the sea of ​​merits and virtues of the ancient fairy demon sect expanded loudly, becoming more and more majestic. Less, but more merits.

"Mending the sky has been completed, the Poverty Dao Sect still has important matters, so let's take my leave!" Seeing that everything seemed to be over, Mastiff Lietian clasped his fists to the saints with a look of satisfaction.

Lao Tzu waited for the saints not to be rude, they clasped their fists and nodded in return, but then Lao Tzu waited for the saints to discuss and argue, what should they do next?Then they all went back to the dojo,... It is worth mentioning that before leaving, Yuanshi Tianzun took away the ruins with a flick of his sleeve, and the remaining piece of Buzhou Mountain was still usable, ready to refine treasures.

Then the saints naturally went back to their dojos, retreating and waiting for Hongjun to come. After all, the calamity of the Lich was over. After Hongjun dealt with Styx, he would definitely show up once to make arrangements.

"I don't know what's going on with the battle between the teacher and Taoist Minghe? The two seem to have broken into the chaos in the battle. Unless they search for it in person, even the spirit of Pindao and others will not be able to spread over. Watching this A battle..., does this mean that I don't want me to wait for the saints to watch the battle? I don't know if it's the teacher's intention, or the Taoist Minghe's idea..." Returning to the dojo, the saints frowned, extremely gloomy.

In the ancient Xianyao sect, nine mountains surround the center. In the main hall of the suzerain, the mastiff sits cross-legged on the Taoist platform, looking at the soul of the mysterious turtle in his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Turtle spirit, you have finally escaped from the catastrophe. Come down and use the power of the soul to refine this merit with peace of mind!
Wait for this merit and your soul to merge into one, and I will send you to reincarnation! "

The world is long, and time is like a melancholy. After the Lich's catastrophe, a year later, the bloody smell on the prehistoric land was also blown away, and the blood that dyed the earth was gathered in the blood through the pulling of the dark. The sea, turned into the rhyme of endless blood.

It's just that all of this seemed unaware and meaningless to the Blood God Son of Styx, who was sitting cross-legged in the void in the center of the Nether Blood Sea. He just sat silently, letting the drizzle fall on him. It was cold, but it warmed Styx's cold heart... Until a year later, this year, this day, when the nothingness in front of the blood sea was distorted, the blood god son slowly raised his head, and said in a low voice: "The main body, you are back!"

But looking at the distorted nothingness, Styx was wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe, and walked forward with a calm expression. He... Chaos fought back and repelled Hongjun, which can be said to be a victory. However, at this moment, he did not feel any joy. Into the range of the drizzle.

The Son of the Blood God turned into bloody water, scattered in the sea, and stood quietly for a while. After the silence, Ming He carefully collected the rain left by Xuan Ming into the Fate Stone Space.

"Hmph, you're not Pangu, let alone Houtu? Who the hell..." Putting away Xuanming's rain intent and looking in the direction of the Netherworld, Minghe's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light.

With Styx's mind, how could he not see that Xuanming's death was strange?It's just that before the decisive battle against Hongjun, I didn't have time to think too much. At this moment, I returned to the sea of ​​​​blood to calm down. Minghe closed his eyes and recalled... In the battle that day, the son of the blood god clearly cast a spell to make Xuanming fall into a deep sleep. She should have been asleep. The calamity of heaven and earth has passed, but when she woke up, it happened that Hongjun came and shot at herself, as if at a critical moment, woke up?

Time went back to the end of the Lich Tribulation, Hongjun came, and when he made a strong move to seal Styx,... Beside Buzhou Mountain, halfway up the mountain, nothingness was distorted, and a weak force with the implication of rolling reincarnation fell into the Inside the sleeping Xuanming?
It's her, except her, no one will use the power of reincarnation to awaken Xuan Ming, and no one except her will know that Xuan Ming has a way to unleash the power of Buzhou Mountain, is it fair?
While closing his eyes, everything that flashed through his mind made Styx's pupils show a monstrous cold light. When he suddenly got up, he stepped into the Netherworld with a murderous intent.

You are not Pangu, although the breath and will are somewhat similar, but they are different after all!You are not Houtu, otherwise, even if you lose the witch body, you will not sit back and watch the witch clan be robbed and ignore it, and you will not be regarded as dead Xuanming... So, to be honest... who are you?

At the same time, Hongjun's cold and heartless voice resounded in the ears of all the saints: "The lich's calamity is over, you all saints, come to Zixiao Palace quickly, the poor Taoist has something to order!"

(End of this chapter)