Honghuang: I am Kuiniu, and I instructed Nuwa to create humans at the beginning.

Chapter 168 Gonggong suppresses Guixu, the saint mends the sky

Niu Kui did not expect that Gonggong would be so determined to use his own body to suppress the entrance to Guixu.

At that time, looking at the Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus and the God-Slaying Spear in his hands, he felt that its weight had far exceeded his own, even comparable to a Buzhou Mountain.

"Brother Gonggong, why do you have to be so upset? They are just two innate spiritual treasures. If you can't get them, then you can't get them. But as long as you go to the Nine Netherworld, you will have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment and become a saint."

At the entrance to Guixu, Gonggong's voice was heard again, "All of this was arranged by Father God Pangu. I, Gonggong, am the ancestor of water and the natural nemesis of this entrance to Guixu."

"Except for me using my own Ancestral Witch's true body to suppress the entrance to Guixu, no other magic weapon can achieve a permanent solution."

"For example, the 12th-grade World-annihilating Black Lotus and the God-killing Spear in your hands can only last for another thousand years at most. After a thousand years, they will surely be swallowed up by the energy of Guixu. At that time, the primitive world opened up by Father God will return to chaos again."

"But I, Gonggong, am not without a chance to leave here. It's just that this chance lies with you, brother Niu Kui. After all, in this prehistoric world, even including that person, the only one who can achieve the realm of the Father God is you, brother Niu Kui."

As Gonggong's voice disappeared, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation set up by the Zuwu Flag instantly emitted a murderous aura and sank into the entrance of Guixu.

In the blink of an eye, even the entrance to Guixu completely disappeared. From this, it can be seen that Gonggong was right, and Gonggong was the destined guardian of the entrance to Guixu.

Although Niu Kui couldn't really understand why Gong Gong said such a thing at this moment. After all, even Niu Kui himself didn't think that he could achieve the status of a saint, let alone be comparable to the great god Pangu.

"I haven't even succeeded in transforming until now, so how can I become what you said. But don't worry, brother Gonggong, as long as I, Niu Kui, am still alive, I will not give up rescuing you, brother Gonggong."

After finishing speaking, Niu Kui bowed in the direction of the entrance to Guixu. Then he put the 12th-grade World-destroying Black Lotus and the God-killing Spear into the Yin-Yang Bagua pattern at the same time.

Then he used the technique of turning the Golden Crow into a Rainbow, left the interior space of Mount Buzhou, and returned to the primitive land.

As soon as he returned to the primitive land, Niu Kui saw a boundless flood that almost submerged the entire primitive land.

The worst thing is that there is an endless supply of water from the Milky Way above the sky, pouring down continuously.

At this time, the eight saints in the prehistoric world had already arrived at the foot of Mount Buzhou. They just stared at the hole in the sky, not knowing how to deal with it.

Finally, all the saints turned their eyes to the human race, and each used their magic weapon to try to save the last tens of millions of humans.

Perhaps they were too focused, so even when Niu Kui suddenly appeared beside Master Tongtian, the other saints were unable to notice it in time.

When Tongtian Patriarch saw Niu Kui coming, he looked at him with an inquiring look. When he saw Niu Kui nod at him, Tongtian Patriarch smiled.

At the same time, he spoke to the void: "I am Tongtian, the leader of Jiejiao. All my disciples of Jiejiao should immediately go to the prehistoric world to collect the flood water. Do your best to rescue the lives of all the races in the prehistoric world."

Tongtian's voice was like thunder, resounding over the entire prehistoric land. In an instant, countless Jiejiao disciples appeared in the prehistoric land, and each of them had a magic weapon that could store water in their hands.

In a short time, the boundless flood was collected into the magic weapon by the disciples of Jiejiao, and then quickly transferred to the four seas. Although this could not stop the flood at all, it could open up a temporary place for the creatures of all races in the prehistoric world.

Seeing this scene, both Yuanshi Tianzun and the two Western Saints could not help but feel extremely regretful. Why didn't they think of letting their disciples take this opportunity to earn some Heavenly Dao merits?

After a moment of daze, Yuanshi Tianzun and the two Western saints reacted instantly. After all, it is not too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost. If they let their disciples take action now, they can more or less get some benefits.

Following the orders from Yuanshi Tianzun and the Two Saints of the West, the disciples of the two sects also rushed to the prehistoric world. However, each of them was unwilling in their hearts, but they did not dare to disobey their master's orders.

Especially the disciples of the Chan Sect, who had been wandering around in the prehistoric world for a long time but had not really done anything. In their eyes, none of those creatures were worth their effort.

In the end, only Taoist Cihang collected some of the flood water with the jade bottle in his hand, which caused others to scold Taoist Cihang.

The Western disciples, on the other hand, felt a little gloating at this moment. After all, the East had always been rich in spiritual energy, far beyond what the West could compare to.

But after this catastrophe, the East must not be much stronger than the West. So at this moment, the thoughts of the Western disciples are the most typical, if they can't surpass him, they will watch him be destroyed.

This inevitably made Yuanshi Tianzun and the two Western Saints feel helpless, but they didn't have time to explain anything at this moment. After all, the water of the Tianhe River above the sky was flowing down faster and faster.

At this moment, the voice of Hongjun Daozu also sounded directly in the air, "Nuwa used the Qiankun Ding to refine the five-colored divine stones to repair the blue sky. Tongtian went to the North Sea to kill the giant turtle, and took off the giant turtle's limbs to support the sky."

"As for the other saints, do your best to collect the flood water from the prehistoric world and let it flow into the four seas. After you complete the work of mending the sky, come to Zixiao Palace to discuss important matters immediately."

All the saints could not help but bow in the direction of Zixiao Palace and said that they would obey the Daozu's order. Even Hou Tu and Zhen Yuanzi, two authentic saints, could not help but bow to Hongjun Daozu.

After all, Hongjun Daozu represents the Way of Heaven, but neither Houtu nor Zhenyuanzi can truly represent the Way of Earth. In front of Hongjun Daozu, they are still juniors.

The most important thing is that Hongjun Daozu has a big fist. If you can't beat him, you have to be polite. This is an eternal truth.

After the ceremony, Nuwa took out the Qiankun Ding. But she didn't know where to find the five-colored divine stone, after all, the whole prehistoric world was flooded.

At this moment, ten long rainbows flew in from the direction of the East China Sea. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the saints.

The people who came were none other than the Ten Golden Crows, who came on the orders of Niu Kui to deliver the five-colored divine stone.

The Ten Golden Crows first saluted the saints, and then came to Niu Kui in a proper manner, saluted Niu Kui and spoke.

"Master, the disciples have brought you the five-colored divine stones that our fellow disciples have collected during this period of time."

(End of this chapter)