"I believe all fellow Taoists also know that when Pangu's great god opened the sky and opened the earth, the Tiantian Axe could not withstand the resistance of the Tiantian. The axe surface turned into a Tai Chi diagram, the axe blade turned into a Pangu banner, and the axe handle turned into a Chaos Bell. The three of us and others were transformed by Pangu's primordial spirit, and they were the true direct line of Pangu. The Chaos Bell should be controlled by us..."

Sanqing and others fell from the void, and Yuanshi Tianzun said proudly.

"Although your Sanqing is transformed by the soul of the god of Pangu, my witch clan is also a descendant of the bloodline of Pangu Father God. Besides, your Sanqing clan is already in charge of the Tai Chi diagram and Pangu Banner. Why is this Chaos Bell my witch clan's turn to take charge of it!"

Before Qingyang could speak, Houtu sneered and retorted.

"Of course, treasures are those with virtue. Your witch clan does not practice good deeds, does not practice morality, and is good at creating cause and effect, and is plagued by karma. What qualifications are there to hold the Chaos Bell?"

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered.

"Senior Brother Yuanshi said it is reasonable. Treasures should be worthy of virtue. I created the human race with great merits. The Chaos Bell is also the most treasure of my demon race. As a saint of the demon race, the Chaos Bell should be controlled by me!"

Following the words of Yuanshi Tianzun, Nuwa intervened in time.

"I want the Chaos Bell..."

Qingyang sneered in his heart. Since the Chaos Bell was in his hands, there was no reason to give in.

"In terms of immeasurable merits, who can compare with Houtu Ancestral Witch?"

Qingyang said lightly.

"I think what the Taoist Qingyang said is more reasonable. In terms of qualifications, the witch clan is a descendant of Pangu's bloodline, so he is naturally qualified to hold the Chaos Bell. In terms of merit, who can compare with the Taoist Houtu?"

Zhunti suddenly spoke for the witch clan, which surprised Sanqing.

"Young brother is right!"

Jie Yin also quickly spoke up. After all, the Chaos Bell was in Qingyang's hands, and they might have a chance to get it in the future, but if they were taken to by Sanqing and others, they would have no hope at all.

Besides, Qingyang is right. Houtu's body transformed into the six realms of reincarnation and replenished the vast world, which was a great merit. At that time, the merits of heaven were only brought down by Pangu's creation of the world, far surpassing the merits of Nuwa when she created humans.

"Click!"

Just as everyone was arguing and no one was willing to give in, a loud noise suddenly rang out in the prehistoric world. The Buzhou Mountain, which stood tall and supported the prehistoric world, slowly fell down in front of everyone's eyes.

"The Buzhou Mountain fell? It was done by the people of the demon clan!"

After a little calculation, the saints knew the whole story. It turned out that during the Lich War, only four of the top ten demon saints of the demon clan died in battle. The other six people fled after Di Jun and Taiyi died when they saw that the situation was not good.

In order to attack the Demon Court Immortal Realm, the Witch Clan didn't bother to chase them. But they didn't know that they were unwilling to be defeated by the Demon Clan and wanted to take the Witch Clan to bury them together, but they actually destroyed Buzhou Mountain.

As Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the sky tilted northwest, the ground sank southeast, and the four poles were shaken, and a hole appeared in the sky, and there was a tendency to expand. The water and wind and fire surged, and the water of the Tianhe River poured down, rushing towards the vast land, and countless creatures were submerged.

"Suppress the world first!"

The saints did not even bother to discuss the ownership of the Chaos Bell, and they all took action to suppress the prehistoric world. They saw that the saints first sacrificed spiritual treasures, blocked the holes in the sky, and cast spells to stabilize the collapsed prehistoric land.

"I'll make up for the sky!"

Nuwa sacrificed a treasure tripod, took out a pile of colorful stones, and put them into the treasure tripod to refine them.

That treasure tripod is the Qiankun Cauldron, one of the ten innate spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world. It can restore and transform all acquired things into innate things. No one expected that the Qiankun Cauldron Cauldron would be in the hands of Nuwa.

Nuwa's face was not very good-looking. The person who bumped into Buzhou Mountain was a member of the demon clan after all. As a saint of the demon clan, she naturally couldn't escape the relationship.

"Buzhou Mountain still fell, but just a few Daluo Jinxian can destroy Buzhou Mountain?"

Qingyang frowned slightly, feeling that something was strange. The top ten demon saints were all at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal, but with just a few Daluo Golden Immortals, can they really hit Buzhou Mountain?

Qingyang felt it was impossible! Even those with quasi-saint-level supernatural powers could not destroy Buzhou Mountain, but Buzhou Mountain is indeed falling now!

According to myths and legends, the witch tribe was defeated. In despair, Gonggong's ancestor witch wanted all living beings to be buried with the witch tribe, so he bumped into Buzhou Mountain. However, Gonggong was only a quasi-saint cultivation. Although the witch was really strong, it was not enough to knock down Buzhou Mountain.

If this matter had nothing to do with Hongjun, he would not believe that Qingyang would be killed, but why did Hongjun knock down Buzhou Mountain? Qingyang really couldn't understand this.

"Even if the sky has been repaired, it still lacks something to support the sky. As far as I know, there is a black turtle in the North Sea, which can be used to support the sky!"

There are merits to help the sky, so Qingyang naturally wanted to get one. He remembered that in myths and legends, the saints killed the North Sea black turtle and used its limbs to form a pillar of heaven.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, we went to kill the black turtle and took its limbs to form a pillar of heaven!"

Qingyang looked at Houtu Road.

"good!"

Then the two went to Beihai and found the black turtle. However, Houtu was kind-hearted and did not kill the black turtle, but only intercepted its limbs. It took the two of them a month and a half to work together to refine their limbs into a pillar of heaven.

"Fellow Taoists, please remove the spiritual treasure!"

When Qingyang and Houtu returned, Nuwa happened to have also refined the Sky-repairing Stone.

"good!"

The saints retreated their spiritual treasures one after another. Although they were all saints and had endless magic power, they not only had to block holes, but also supported the sky. Even if the saints worked together, they were still exhausted and their souls were exhausted.

"go!"

After Nuwa repaired the sky, Qingyang took out four pillars of heaven and stood in four directions: southeast, northwest and northwest of the prehistoric world, supporting the prehistoric world.

"The vast land of the prehistoric land is broken and needs to be re-sacrificed!"

Then the saints worked together to re-sacrifice the prehistoric world and refine it into four continents, which were the four famous gods in later generations.

Just after everyone did all this, a golden light of merit was descended from the void, three of which were obtained by Nuwa, five of which were obtained by the Three Pure Ones and the Western Saints, and the remaining two success virtues fell on Qingyang and Houtu.

This merit of replenishing the sky is not small. Although there is only one success virtue, it can be converted into experience value, and it will also have more than 5 billion experience value.

"The disaster has passed, and we should re-establish the Heavenly Court and govern the three realms. Come to Zixiao Palace quickly..."

A bell suddenly came from the void, and at the same time, the voice of Taoist ancestor Hongjun came from Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away.

"Abide by the teacher's order!"

All the saints bowed to the void together.

"Fellow Taoists, let me go to Zixiao Palace quickly, don't let the teacher wait for a long time."

After worshiping, the saint Taiqing took the lead in speaking.

"good!"

The saints said in unison.

"Hongjun..."
Chapter completed!