At this moment, Buzhou Mountain, which supported the heaven and earth, collapsed, and a big hole was opened in the sky.

The Tianhe River falls to the earth like a waterfall, follows the terrain all the way eastward, and merges into the East China Sea tens of thousands of miles away.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, which was originally connected to the land, became islands in the vast ocean.

The entire world was devastated, and half of the land turned into the sea.

The Wu clan, which caused the catastrophe, bore the brunt of the disaster, losing nearly three billion people.

Di Jiang, the leader of the twelve ancestral witches, slapped Zhu Rong away angrily: "Gonggong is dead and the pillar of heaven has collapsed. Are you satisfied now?"

Zhu Rong, who has always had the most violent temper, is now as honest as a good baby.

He also extremely regretted that he should not have deliberately provoked Gonggong after his only son died.

In the end, the two of them came to blows, and Gonggong, who had lost his mind, was naturally no match for Zhu Rong.

His son was gone, he lost the fight, and Zhu Rong was still there taunting him.

Gonggong lost his mind and crashed into Mount Buzhou with all his might.

I am no longer alive...

One of the twelve ancestral witches is missing again, and Mount Buzhou, which represents the destiny of the witch clan, has also collapsed.

All of this was caused by Zhu Rong!

The water of the Tianhe River kept falling, and the ten ancestral witches were helpless and watched helplessly as the earth was submerged.

The Tianhe River is the source of water in both realms. It never dries up and can flood the entire realm.

Just when the creatures on earth were in despair, Nuwa, a dead man who had been dead for hundreds of millions of years, suddenly descended from the Wa Palace.

"I, Nuwa, mend the sky to save the common people. Please help me, fellow Taoists!"

This is a good thing to share merits, and the five saints came to help one after another.

When Lao Tzu lowered the Tai Chi diagram, the Milky Way remained still and did not flow downstream.

Yuanshi waved an ancient flag and the Tianhe River retreated three thousand miles.

The Immortal Killing Formation was set up in the sky, and the Tianhe River flowed backwards and never returned.

Unable to seize Sanqing's guidance and guidance, he resorted to the next best thing and rescued the creatures in the earth.

Nuwa took this opportunity to smelt five-color stones and successfully repaired the entrance to the heavenly cave.

Buzhou Mountain collapsed and the heaven lost its support. Nuwa set her sights on the Black Turtle in the North Sea.

The old man took advantage of his early birth and never accepted his fault, so he just happened to kill Tianzhu.

If faced with Nuwa alone, Xuangui can survive for a few days.

But the five saints competed for merit and rushed to take action.

Poor Black Turtle, the first black turtle in the creation of the world, became the victim of Mendian.

The patching of the sky was a complete success, and heaven sent down a huge amount of merit.

Nuwa, who was assigned seven successful virtues, returned to the palace of Wa with great satisfaction and continued to be her housemaid.

Lu Xinghe, who had watched from beginning to end, gave Nuwa the middle finger angrily: "The number one speculator in the world!"

Other saints worked so hard that they didn't even care about their face, just to compete for their luck.

Only Nuwa passed three speculations and lay in the Wa palace, enjoying the luck of the human race with ease.

The little fox was so frightened that he covered his eyes and kept thinking in his mind.

"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..."

If Nuwa recognized it, she would strangle it with her own hands and silence it.

The person who secretly ordered the assassination of Gonggong’s son was none other than Nuwa!

She is the only one who is not afraid of damage to her luck and dares to participate in the affairs of the lich and accelerate the war between the lich and the lich.

After patching the sky, something surprising happened to Lu Xinghe.

The two Lich clans are at war again!

Taking advantage of the Wu Clan's vitality being severely weakened, the Demon Clan army took the initiative to launch an attack.

Every day, millions of demon soldiers descend on the earth and kill everyone.

The ten Golden Crows who were on the blacklist took turns flying over the Jianmu Passage and making noises.

"Gua..., you bitch who collects tolls, come out if you dare, gua..."

They cursed and breathed fire, causing smoke to rise from the burned buildings.

Despite all the precautions, I still failed to prevent ten golden crows from seeking death!

Lu Xinghe wished he could transform into a Buddha and slap them to death.

"It's strange. There is only one passage between heaven and earth, Jianmu. How did they get here?"

"Zhizhi..."

The little fox jumped onto Lu Xinghe's shoulder and pointed its little paws at a certain place.

Nuwa repairs the sky!

Lu Xinghe frowned: "You mean a new passage has been opened there?"

"Zhizhi..." The little fox nodded vigorously.

The distance from Jianmu to Butian is more than 50,000 miles, and there are big and small demons all the way.

With Lu Xinghe's level of cultivation, if he walked over there, he would be delivering human flesh to his door!

Lu Xinghe thought about it for three full days and finally made a decision.

What is the difference between a toll collector who cannot collect tolls and a salted fish?

Go, must go!

He must figure out the reason!

After one person and one fox disguised themselves, they walked along a remote road to the patching place.

Lu Xinghe donned a tiger skin and pretended to be a demon sage-level tiger demon.

When encountering little monsters and monsters, the immortal's cultivation level is so great that he is so frightened that he will spit out feces and urine and lie there waiting for death.

Lu Xinghe almost burst out laughing, and at the same time realized the cruelty of life in heaven.

The old demon eats the big demon, and the big demon eats the little demon.

Without the protection of the tribe, the little demon can only hide in the wilderness and struggle to survive.

After just walking a thousand miles, Lu Xinghe encountered hundreds of leftover monster corpses.

Those with no limbs, half of their bodies chewed on, those with brains sucked...

The bloody scene made him feel so sick that he almost vomited.

Relying on his cultivation to scare the little monster, Lu Xinghe successfully traveled thousands of miles.

On this day, when they arrived at Black Cloud Mountain in the Demon Realm, Lu Xinghe couldn't help but frown.

This mountain is full of evil spirits, and you can tell at a glance that there is a big demon living on it.

Not wanting to cause trouble, Lu Xinghe deliberately walked around the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that he was about to leave the boundary of Black Cloud Mountain, Lu Xinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s finally safe!

He had just taken two steps forward when a demon suddenly jumped out of the air.

"I can tell at a glance that you are not a monster! You are a brave evildoer. I want you to show your true colors, a mighty bear..."

Looking at the monster with the head of a bear and the body of a human body, Lu Xinghe burst into laughter.

Isn’t such a familiar line a classic for later generations to conquer demons?

Put in the prehistoric times, it actually became a term used by the demon clan!

"Bear demon, get out of here quickly, you will be in trouble when I take action!"

The coming demon was none other than the Demon King of Black Cloud Mountain, Heizhuang. He laughed angrily at Lu Xinghe's words: "A small human race dares to speak so brazenly, try this king's mighty Sky Bear!"

Behind Heizhuan, the figure of a giant bear from the ancient times appeared, holding the sky with both palms and kicking the ground with both feet, as if Pangu created the world.

"Ouch..."

With a roar of a bear, Heizhu slapped Lu Xinghe hard.

Monsters are born with innate magical powers, and the mighty bear can increase its attack power by more than three times.

The palm was so fast that an afterimage appeared, and it hit Lu Xinghe's chest in the blink of an eye.

Without time to dodge, Lu Xinghe instinctively raised his arms to resist.

Then his arms hurt and he was sent flying more than a hundred meters away.

Heizhu was very satisfied with this blow, and turned to look at the little fox: "How dare you challenge me with this little ability? Little nine-tailed fox, I will roast you and serve you wine tonight!"

The little fox was so angry that he jumped up and down. Even a handsome witch dared to act wild in front of my mother.

When the handsome handsome man sees me, he has to kneel down to say hello. If he's not happy, he just drinks.

I'm not bragging, I'm just like Xiong Zhen, I'll slap several of them to death!
Chapter completed!