Hongjun only looked at the result and did not speak. When Laojun saw that several people were fighting hard, he immediately scolded: "How important is the matter of replenishing the sky? You can make a decision quickly and don't mess around!"

He is the eldest brother, and 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 achieve success. You should think carefully and don't act irritably!"

After saying that, she teleported away and went to various places in the prehistoric world to collect other needed materials besides the Five-Colored Divine Stones.

The second Western leader of the Western Sect, Saint Zhunti, pondered for a long time, and said to Xin Han: "Think carefully. If you lend the Qiankun Cauldron and make good friends with me, you will have your own benefits in the future!"

When these words were said, Sanqing frowned. What a nonsense about your Western teaching!

"roll!"

Xin Han glanced at Zhunti: "Isn't it just the material? Isn't it just the colorful divine stone? That's nothing!"

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

All the saints rolled their eyes in their hearts at the same time, and they fought with each other even if you didn't know what materials to use.

Iron Fan couldn't help but smile, but she was still very moved by her husband's struggle for merit. She had become a saint and knew everything about the prehistoric world. She naturally knew what to do to repair the sky. She immediately passed a list of materials into Xin Han's sea of ​​consciousness.

Xin Han nodded as soon as he passed by the sea of ​​consciousness. He knew all these materials. He waved his hand and a huge portal flashed in front of him. The saints present recognized that the portal was the chaotic void.

In the chaos, various elements, vital energy, and qi were endless and chaotic. In addition to the huge risks, they were also endless treasures, but even saints could not use them.

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

Then I saw many elements in the chaos gathering rapidly, constantly forming various materials, flying out of the space gate and falling in front of everyone.

Xin Han shouted lightly: "Fellow Taoist Fellow!" The immortal heavenly palace appeared on his head, and another self in a blue Taoist robe stepped out. It was the Qiankun Cauldron and the treasure clone he had placed his obsession.

"Fellow Daoist, you are polite!" Zhibao clone nodded with a smile, waved his hand, and the various materials condensed by molecular superpowers disappeared without a trace, but he was taken into his own belly.

As his strength grew, Xin Han's molecular superpowers rose and rose. At this time, they were far more than the Apocalypse, and had reached an incredible level. Although this method was different from the method of cultivating immortals, he had specialized in his skills and was extremely powerful in controlling molecules alone.

It's not too easy to extract the required substance from the chaotic elements in chaos.

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

Zhunti was frightened to see it, but said, "These are just auxiliary materials. What should you do when you look at the colorful divine stone!"

Xin Han laughed. Before Nuwa sacrificed the colorful divine stones, he had already used his divine consciousness to scan the structure of those divine consciousnesses.

These colorful divine stones were born in chaos, and the elements they constituted in chaos are naturally included.

Xin Han mastered the molecular powers and could naturally control these elements. He immediately condensed the colorful divine stones in front of all the saints.

When he took a moment to extract enough elements from the chaos and successfully condensed a colorful divine stone, the saints were silent.

Xin Han's speed was getting faster and faster. After another three days, he condensed 36,500 colorful divine stones.

All of them were taken into the body by the treasure clone.

The other saints were a little surprised. Such magical powers were incredible. Even they could not extract elements from the chaotic void and condense those materials.

The treasure clone said to the body: "I still need the help of fellow Taoists' divine fire!"

"Of course!" Xin Han's fingers flicked, and a purple gold divine fire instantly surrounded the treasure clone and suddenly started to burn.

The treasure clone was in the flames, but he was content with no sadness at all. The purple gold divine fire burned for a day and a night. The treasure clone suddenly opened his mouth and sucked all the flames into his body through his nostrils.

In a moment, smoke emerged from the seven orifices of the treasure clone, and spit it at the deity, and then gushed out the purple gold flame, which was absorbed by Xin Han into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The treasure clone said to the iron fan: "Please give me good deeds to save all living beings in the prehistoric world!" As he said that, he shook his body and turned into a simple giant cauldron, which looked like a Qiankun Cauldron, and fell into the iron fan's hand.

Iron Fan looked at Xin Han, who nodded, held the Qiankun Cauldron with his hand and flew straight to the crack of the sky, and used it to refine it into colorful liquid materials to start to repair the sky.

Nuwa, who was originally collecting materials from all over the prehistoric world, was shocked: "How is that possible!" She appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain in an instant. Looking at the iron fan flying up the sky, her heart was filled with endless anger.

At this time, she knew that she had been robbed of the opportunity, but she could not stop it at all. If she took action to stop the repair of the sky and save the world, it would not be that she would not be able to obtain merit, but that the great karma and endless karma would not be able to bear even if she became a saint.

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

Nuwa's merits became a saint. Although this merit of replenishing the sky is not very useful to her, it can benefit her relatives and clan members, which can give her brother a good ending and allow the demon clan to retain a trace of vitality.

But now...!

The lich fought, the two demon emperors died in battle, and the ancestor witch was almost destroyed, and only Houtu still survived.

The eyes of Houtu ancestor witch were filled with endless sadness. At this time, the saints appeared. Houtu slowly woke up from the sadness, looking at the vast land, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the vast ocean of the country was filled with eyes.

During the Lich fight, countless tribes of the prehistoric world were affected. The souls of those living beings who died in vain had nowhere to go, so they wandered on the prehistoric land and turned into lonely ghosts. They ended up in a situation where their souls were scattered.

Endless memories emerged in Houtu's heart. Suddenly, she felt that someone was looking at her. She turned around and looked at her. Hongjun Daozu was looking at her on the cloud platform in the distance.

Houtu immediately saluted Hongjun from afar and bowed to Hongjun: "I would like to ask the Taoist ancestor to leave a glimmer of life for the witch clan!"

Houtu also listened to moral figures in Zixiao Palace three times. Although he could not cultivate the soul, he understood many things at this moment. His brothers and sisters caused such a great disaster, and this huge karma would probably have to be borne by the entire witch clan. This is a disaster for the extermination of the clan.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "Only you can save the witch clan!"

Houtu saw that the Daozu looked at her with deep eyes, as if she had a deep meaning. She was shocked and suddenly realized many things. She thought about the miserable situation of the creatures she had seen before. She felt that there was a lack of a place for the undead to reincarnate in the prehistoric world.

"Teacher, I am willing to transform my body into reincarnation, so that hundreds of millions of creatures have the opportunity to be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation!" Houtu slowly knelt down and made a great wish to the heavenly way: "I, Houtu, I, wish to transform my body into reincarnation, and the heavenly way can be seen!"

After saying this, her body slowly dissipated, and there was a huge round of light between the world, forming a huge round of light wheels.

The sound of Houtu sounded again, and then the cycle of reincarnation was divided into humans, heavens, asuras, hells, hungry ghosts, animals, and the six realms benefit all living beings.

As soon as her voice fell, the huge wheel of light hidden in the void and appeared in the Nine Netherworlds the next moment.

Suddenly, boundless merit fell from chaos, passed through the strata, and fell into the six realms of reincarnation.

Houtu transformed into reincarnation with his body, and he achieved too much merit, which finally reduced his sins and left a glimmer of hope for the witch clan.

Let’s talk about it, it took an iron fan to repair the sky for a year and three months, and finally completed the cracked parts of the sky one by one.

At this time, Nuwa was so angry that she was desperate, but she had no choice but to leave 36,501 colorful divine stones, which were useless. She could only keep the monkeys hatched, or turn into Jia Baoyu who had both men and women, and had problems with her style.

Think about tens of thousands of Lingming stone monkeys and tens of thousands of Jia Baoyu, cough cough, okay, it's really spectacular!

The iron fan returned to the sky and bowed to Hongjun: "Teacher, the iron fan will live up to the entrusted responsibility!"

After saying that, the merits of the splashing sky fell from the sky, divided into three levels and integrated into the treasure clone, and 70% fell into the iron fan soul and formed the success of the De Jin wheel behind his head, making the two Western saints envious to death.

Hongjun nodded and said, "Although the sky has completed it, it has lost support. After all, it is unstable. We need to find another way!"

Nuwa turned her eyes and said first: "There is a turtle in the extreme north, which can cut off all four limbs to support the world!"

Hongjun nodded: "Good!"

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

Xin Han grabbed the void and grabbed a person. It was the Turtle Spirit. He said to his disciples: "The Turtle Spirit has an opportunity at this time. Are you willing to give your limbs to support the sky!"

Gui Ling could see through it at once: "Teacher, I naturally want to!"

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

The turtle spirit was not vague. He shook his body and turned into a true body. It was a towering and huge divine turtle.

Xin Han pointed at the same fingers as a knife and streaked across the turtle spirit's limbs. Suddenly, the turtle spirit's limbs broke away from its original body and were sacrificed and refined by him. They refined them into four pillars of heaven and threw them to the four poles of the prehistoric world. They landed on the ground and poured the sky into the sky.

There is boundless merit above the chaos, and it is divided into two and half and falls into the sea of ​​consciousness of the turtle spirit, 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 his merit fell on Xin Han, but he was shot into the body of the turtle spirit. He could not do anything to compete with his disciples for the benefits.

When Nuwa returned with four bloody divine turtles, Xin Han congratulated seriously: "Congratulations to junior sister, you have killed!"

Nuwa's eyes could spit out fire, and she almost vomited to death. In order to prevent the divine turtle from sharing the merits, she destroyed the other party's soul when she cut off her limbs, which was really killing.

The other saints admired Xin Han's face and did not hesitate to compete for merit in front of Taoist ancestors.
Chapter completed!