Dimensional God: The Void Ring

Chapter 1360 Congratulations Junior Sister, You Killed a Life!

Hongjun only looked at the result and didn't speak. Seeing that several people were arguing fiercely, Laojun immediately reprimanded: "The matter of mending the sky is so important, you should make a quick decision, don't mess around!"

He is a senior brother, neither Xin Han nor Nuwa can argue with him.

Nuwa nodded to Laojun, and then said to Xin Han: "I still need to collect various materials for three years to complete, you should think about it carefully, don't be arrogant!"

After she finished speaking, she teleported away directly, and went to various places in the wild to collect other materials needed except for the five-color god stone.

Zhunti Sage, the Second Master of Western Cult, pondered for a long time, and said to Xin Han: "Think about it carefully, if you borrow the Qiankun Cauldron and befriend my Western Cult, you will benefit from it in the future!"

Saying this made Sanqing frown a little, your Western religion is nothing!

"roll!"

Xin Han glanced at Zhunti: "Isn't it just the material, isn't it just the five-colored god stone, what a fart!"

He turned his head and said to the iron fan: "Lady, I don't know what materials are needed to mend the sky!"

All the sages rolled their eyes in their hearts at the same time, cooperating with you without knowing what materials to use.

Iron Fan couldn't help but smile, but she was very touched by the meritorious deeds that her husband gave her. She has become a saint and knows everything about everything in the prehistoric world. A material list was passed to Xin Han Consciousness Sea.

As soon as Xin Han passed through the sea of ​​consciousness, he nodded. He knew all these materials. Immediately, he waved his hand, and a huge portal flashed in front of him.

In that chaos, all kinds of elements, vitality, and stellar energy are endless and chaotic. In addition to huge risks, they are also endless treasures, but even saints are difficult to use.

Xin Han stretched out his palm, spread his five fingers, and activated the molecular ability towards the portal.

Many elements in the chaos were quickly aggregated to continuously form various materials, flying out of the space gate and falling in front of everyone.

Xin Han yelled softly: "Trouble, Fellow Daoist!" The Immortal Heavenly Palace appeared on his head, and another self in a blue Taoist robe stepped out.

"Fellow Daoist, you're welcome!" The Supreme Treasure Clone nodded with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the various materials condensed by molecular abilities disappeared without a trace, but he was collected into his own belly.

Xin Han's molecular ability grows with his strength, and the tide rises. At this time, it is far more than a thousand times stronger than Tianqi, and it has reached an incredible level. Although this method is different from the method of cultivating immortals, it is specialized in the art, and it only controls the molecules. That said, it is an extremely powerful ability.

It is not too easy to extract the required substances from the chaotic elements in the chaos.

Originally, with the ability of a sage, it would take several years to collect all the materials on the wild land, but it only took him three days to collect them.

Zhunti was startled when he saw it, but insisted: "These are just auxiliary materials, what do you do with the five-colored god stone!"

Xin Han laughed. Before Nuwa sacrificed the five-colored god stone, he had already scanned the structure of those gods with his consciousness.

These multicolored divine stones were born in chaos, and chaos naturally has its constituent elements.

Xin Han mastered molecular abilities, so he was naturally able to control these elements, and immediately gathered the five-colored god stone in front of the saints.

When he took a moment to extract enough elements from the chaos and successfully condensed a five-colored god stone, the saints were dumbfounded.

Xin Han's speed became faster and faster, and it took another three days to condense 36,500 five-color god stones.

All were taken into the body by the treasure clone.

The other saints were a little surprised. This kind of supernatural power is unimaginable. Even they can't extract elements from the chaotic void and condense those materials.

The Supreme Treasure clone said to the main body: "We still need the help of fellow Taoists!"

"Naturally!" Xin Han flicked his finger, and a purple-gold sacred fire instantly surrounded the treasure avatar, and suddenly ignited it.

The Supreme Treasure Clone is in the flames, but it is leisurely and contented, without the slightest look of sadness, Zijin Shenhuo has been burning for a day and a night,

The Supreme Treasure Clone suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, all the flames were sucked into his body through his nostrils.

After a while, the treasure avatar produced smoke from its seven orifices, opened its mouth towards the deity, and spewed out purple and gold flames, which was collected by Xin Han into the sea of ​​consciousness of the primordial spirit.

The Supreme Treasure Clone said to Iron Fan: "Friends of Daoism, please do something to save all living beings in the prehistoric and desolate!" As he spoke, he shook his body and turned into a simple and simple cauldron, just like the Qiankun Cauldron, and fell towards Iron Fan's hand.

Iron Fan looked at Xin Han, and the latter nodded, holding the Qiankun Cauldron with his hands and flying straight to the place where the sky was cracked, and using it to refine the material into colorful liquid, he began to mend the sky.

Nu Wa, who was still collecting materials from all over the prehistoric area, was startled: "How is that possible!" She appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain in an instant, looking at the iron fan flying up into the sky, her heart was filled with endless anger.

At this time, she knew that someone had robbed her of the opportunity, but she couldn't stop it at all. If she tried to stop the sky and save the world, it would not be that she would not get merit, but a huge karma, boundless and endless karma, even if it was her merit Sanctification is also unbearable.

When the other saints saw Nuwa returning, they shook their heads and were indifferent.

Nuwa's merits and virtues are sanctified, although it is not of much use to her to have this heaven-replenishing merit, but it can benefit relatives and clansmen, which is enough to give her elder brother a good ending and keep the Yaozu a little bit of vitality.

But now...!

The liches fought, the two demon emperors died in battle, the ancestral witches were almost wiped out, and only the Houtu remained.

The eyes of the ancestral witch of Houtu were filled with endless sadness. At this time, the saints appeared, and Houtu slowly woke up from the sadness.

In the struggle between liches, countless peoples of all races in the prehistoric region were affected. Those souls who died in vain had nowhere to go, so they wandered in the prehistoric land, turning into lonely ghosts, exposed to the sun and wind. , In the end, it can only end up in a situation where the soul is scattered.

Endless memories flooded in Houtu's heart, suddenly she felt someone was watching her, turned her head to look, and suddenly Hongjun Daozu was looking at her from a distant cloud platform.

Houtu immediately bowed to Hongjun from afar, and kowtowed to Hongjun: "I also ask Daozu to leave a glimmer of life for the witch clan!"

Houtu also listened to moral figures three times in Zixiao Palace. Although he could not cultivate the primordial spirit, he understood a lot of things at this moment. His brothers and sisters caused such a catastrophe. The huge karma of this day may destroy the entire Wu clan. Come and bear, this is the disaster of extermination.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "Only you can save the Wu Clan!"

Hou Tu saw that the Taoist ancestor looked at her with deep eyes, which seemed to have deep meaning. She was shocked, and suddenly realized many things. Thinking about the tragedy of the prehistoric creatures before, she felt that there was a lack of a soul in the prehistoric world. The place of reincarnation.

"Teacher, I would like to turn my body into reincarnation, so that hundreds of millions of living beings have the chance to be reborn in reincarnation!" Houtu slowly knelt down, and made a great wish to Tiandao: "I, Houtu, would like to turn my body into reincarnation, the way of heaven can be a lesson! "

After saying this, her body slowly dissipated, and instead, between the heaven and the earth, there was an extra round of six kinds of brilliance, which formed a huge circular light wheel.

The voice of Houtu sounded again, and after that, reincarnation was divided into human beings, heavens, asuras, hells, hungry ghosts, and animals, and the six realms benefited all living beings.

As soon as her voice fell, the huge light wheel was hidden in the void, and the next moment it appeared in Jiuyou.

Boundless merit suddenly fell from outside the chaos, passed through the ground, and fell into the six samsaras.

Houtu turned his body into reincarnation, gained great merit, and finally reduced his sins, leaving a glimmer of life for the Wu clan.

Besides, it took one year and three months for the iron fan to repair the sky, and finally repaired the places where the sky was broken one by one.

At this time, Nu Wa hated her to death, but she had no choice but to leave 36,501 multicolored god stones for no use, so she could only keep them as hatchling monkeys, or turn them into Jia, who eats both men and women, and has a problematic style. Baoyu is gone.

Think about tens of thousands of Lingming stone monkeys, tens of thousands of Jia Baoyu, ahem, well, it's really spectacular!

The iron fan returned and bowed to Hongjun: "Teacher, the iron fan has lived up to its promise!"

As soon as the words were finished, the merit of splashing the sky fell from the sky, separated into three layers and merged into the treasure clone, and 70% fell into the Iron Fan Yuanshen to form a golden wheel of success and virtue behind its head, which made the two Western Saints envious to death.

Hongjun nodded and said: "Although the sky is complete, it has lost its support. After all, it is not stable, and we need to find another way!"

Nuwa rolled her eyes and said firstly: "There is a turtle in the extreme north, which can cut off its limbs to support the four directions of the world!"

Hongjun nodded: "Good!"

Nuwa was overjoyed and went to the north to catch the turtle.

As soon as Xin Hanxuan grabbed it, he caught one person, it was Gui Ling, and he said to his disciple: "Gui Ling has an opportunity at this time, you are willing to donate your limbs to support Tianyu!"

The turtle spirit was clear: "Teacher, of course I am willing!"

Xin Han looked at Hongjun, and Hongjun spit out another word: "Good!" He really has no morals.

The turtle spirit was also unambiguous, and with a shake of its body, it turned into a real body, which was a majestic and huge turtle.

Xin Han pointed like a knife, and slashed across the limbs of the turtle spirit. Suddenly, the limbs of the turtle spirit were detached from the body. pour.

On top of the chaos, there is boundless merit falling, which is divided into two halves and falls into the sea of ​​turtle spirit consciousness, turning into a golden wheel of merit. With this golden wheel of merit, it is only a matter of time before the turtle spirit grows limbs again with the strength of the turtle spirit.

The other half of the merit went to Xin Han, but he was driven into the body of the turtle spirit. He couldn't do anything to compete with his apprentice for benefits.

When Nuwa returned with four bloody turtles on all fours, Xin Han congratulated solemnly: "Congratulations, sister, you killed a life!"

Nuwa's eyes could shoot fire, and she almost vomited to death. In order to prevent the god turtle from sharing the merits, she destroyed the opponent's soul when she chopped off the limbs. It was really killing.

The other saints admired Xin Han's face, and he never hesitated to fight for merit in front of the Taoist ancestor.

Hongjun nodded: "It's a matter here, you wait for me to come to Zixiao Palace!" As he spoke, he waved the dust and disappeared together with Haotian and Yaochi.

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