Hong Huang: Me, Styx, Never Rush To The Street!

Chapter 205 Nuwa Patches the Sky

“Mend the sky!”

When all the saints heard the words, they were all stunned in their hearts.

It is said that Sage’s means to understand the mystery is far beyond the imagination of all living beings.

But now in the face of an unprecedented calamity, the sages are also somewhat helpless.

And when Styx opened his mouth, it seemed as if he had already decided in his heart. How could all the saints not be surprised?

“How to make up for this day!” The two western sages showed grief and made up the sky. How easy is it to say?

Hongjun, who fits Heavenly Dao, said with a slightly solemn expression at this time: “The matter of patching the sky, the old moral is indispensable!”

I saw Hongjun shout in a low voice, offering a good fortune jade inscription, and the jade dossier slowly unfolded, almost covering the sky and the sun.

In an instant, thousands of avenues evolve, and they actually evolve three thousand heavenly domes, which traverse the real heavenly dome.

At this moment, the water of the Tianhe was blocked by the three thousand sky domes, and the collapse of the sky did not stop suddenly.

“Master!”

When Pangu Sanqing saw this scene, he was overjoyed and felt extremely proud.

In this way, it was finally able to demonstrate the strength of their profound sect.

Seeing this, the sentient beings above the wilderness were also overjoyed and shouted the Taoist God’s might to save the world.

Hongjun squinted his eyes slightly, this time he will fill the sky, and he will be able to reap a lot of prehistoric beliefs!

Just as Hongjun was planning to condense three thousand heavenly Vaults and fill up the cracks in the Vault of Heavens with the power of Heavenly Dao, the three-thousand heavenly Vaults made a crackling sound, all of them cracked a gap, and then they began to collapse and collapse.

“this……”

When Pangu Sanqing saw this, he looked at each other and didn’t dare to say anything.

And Hong Jun also said with a stern expression: “It’s hard for a doctor to save himself!”

As he said, he actually coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the three thousand heavenly dome above burst into pieces like a mirror falling to the ground, and countless regular fragments collapsed.

In fact, Hongjun has suffered internal injuries during the game with Styx.

If the sky is broken today, Heavenly Dao is damaged. For him, he wants to repair the sky, but he has more than enough heart and lack of energy, but it affects the injury!

“Ah! Even Dao Ancestor…”

Seeing this scene, all beings felt despair in their hearts.

Even Hongjun, who is the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao, can’t repair the sky. Who can bear the task of repairing the sky? Is it true that the prehistoric land is going to be extinct and return to chaos? !

At this moment, Styx spoke unhurriedly:

“Nuwa, you come to help me mend the sky!”

Hearing that, whether Hongjun or the other saints, they couldn’t help but hold their breath slightly.

This Styx’s method, is it really to the point of acquaintance with the profound? Even when the saints are helpless, he seems to be confident?

In fact, Styx had no bottom in his heart.

Only in his memory, it was Nuwa who made up for the sky!

“Yes, husband!”

Nuwa entrusted his soul-calling Calabash to the third ancestor of the human ancestors, and according to the words of Styx, flew towards the sky.

Extradition of sentient beings to avoid calamity is certainly a merit, but after all, it is a temporary solution, not a permanent cure. Only by filling this sky can people truly save the world.

Nuwa can still handle which is lighter and heavier, not to mention that it is the husband Styx who speaks, and there is no hesitation.

At this moment, Styx had a thought, temporarily borrowing the Qiankun Ding held by Fuxi, but it flew out by itself and floated straight to Nuwa.

At the same time, in front of him there is also a mass of soil with infinite rebirth. Its shape is erratic, and the Spiritual Qi exudes is enough to contain any Spiritual Roots in the prehistoric world.

“Stop the soil!”

When all the saints saw this mass of soil, they all moved in their hearts.

Isn’t this mass of mud the same soil that gave birth to peerless Spiritual Roots, Xiantian vines?

“Nuwa, you are in charge of the Qiankun Ding, refining the sky-filling stone with this breathing soil to fill the sky!”

Styx opened his mouth and sent the soil to Nuwa with Magic power.

“NS!”

Nuwa stretched out his jade hand to drag the soil and threw it into the heaven and earth tripod.

In an instant, life, soul, water, wood… several great avenues evolve in cycles, the mysterious spirit illuminates the world, and the infinite vitality is permeated.

However, refining this sky-filling stone is by no means easy.

As Nuwa of Sage, he also feels like a thread hanging on his feet and struggling to move.

More importantly, even if you can control the refinement of this sky-filling stone, it can’t be done in a moment.

When the refining is completed, I am afraid that the prehistoric land is already devastated.

“Bonus!”

When Styx saw this, he let out a low cry, and the bright golden light condensed in front of him, turning into countless golden dragons roaring Nine Heavens, directly poured into the heaven and earth cauldron.

“The Patriarch is really generous!”

Seeing this scene, the saints couldn’t help but feel impressed.

The things of merit, for Sage, can be regarded as precious. In the predicament, the only one who is willing to spend such merits is Styghe alone!

“The patriarch’s virtue!”

The predecessors are also grateful and excited.

Styx does not hesitate to use merits to catalyze the refining of the sky-filling stone. This is self-sacrificing to save the common people!

In an instant, the world was shrouded in golden light, the law of time worked mysteriously, and under the catalysis of merit, the refining of the sky-filling stone was completed in an instant.

“It’s done!”

Nuwa was overjoyed and raised his hand to pour the Qiankun Ding, only to see that there was an incomparable Spiritual Qi, the dazzling flowing liquid poured out.

“Mend the sky!”

With an order from Styx, Nuwa flew towards the sky with the unsolidified sky-filling stone to fill the gap.

I saw the spiritual liquid embedded in the sky gap, melted into it in a blink of an eye, and quickly condensed, and the water of the Tianhe gushing out stopped there.

All beings cheered, and all the saints breathed a sigh of relief.

However, there was a worry flashing in the eyes of the original Tianzun.

The Xuanmen couldn’t repair the sky, but instead allowed the Styx and Nuwa to fill it up. It pales in comparison. Isn’t his Xuanmen sweeping the ground?

Hongjun also has a complicated expression, and the sky is complemented, which is a good thing for him.

But this sky is filled by the dead enemy Styx. How can his Heavenly Dao Sage face hang on?

But the matter is over, Hongjun has nothing to say.

However, just as the saints closed their hands, I suddenly heard the sound of rock fracture.

I saw that the part blocked by the sky-filling stone was actually cracking again, and the water of the Tianhe hit again, but it was gushing out.

All beings, all saints, were shocked.

“It’s too early to be proud!” Primitive Tianzun snorted coldly, and took action to stop the Tianhe disaster.

Nuwa looked at the shattered sky again, gritted her silver teeth, a little bit unwilling.

The husband spent so much merit, and seeing this catastrophe is about to end, who knows that it was a waste of water with a bamboo basket?

All beings, human races, are also in deep suffering.

Hongjun’s expression at this time, on the contrary, returned to indifference and calmness, and nodded and said: “Original, it makes sense.”

The Second Sage of the West looked at Styx with a weird expression, only to find that the latter was a little surprised at this time, and couldn’t help but say:

“Could it be that Patriarch Styx also miscalculated?”

However, at The next moment, he saw Styx’s gaze condensed, and he burst out with a stronger and more determined look than before, and said in a deep voice:

“The soil is extraordinary, but it’s not enough to fill the sky. I know something, and it will fill the sky!”