The sword net is magnificent. No matter how fierce and tight the sword intention is, it is impossible to block all the sea water.
The falling momentum of the sea is no longer as terrible as before, but it is like a wet towel that is constantly tightened. When it looks that it is about to dry, it is always dripping.
The next thing to do is to lay stones and sand on the invisible sword net with a radius of ten miles, and then condense it into blocks with arrays or runes, which is equivalent to rebuilding a piece of crust at the bottom of the vortex.
The giant's ancestor was responsible for dredging the passage between heaven and earth. Naturally, he was also good at this kind of thing. He knelt in the sea and kept digging out large pieces of rocks and sediment from behind. Then he carefully put it on the sword net. From a distance, it looked like a mountain on the sea, but it was constantly swayed by the wind.
His palm is very big. A handful of rocks is a hill. If he follows this speed, it may not take long to block the passage that can enter the sea into the underworld. The problem is that the number of rocks at the bottom of the sea is limited. After digging for a long time, he reached the bottom. He almost made a hole again, so he had to choose another place.
As the dusk deepened, the giant moved slowly on the sea, bringing countless waves and digging out countless boulders. I don't know when to fill the sea.
In the underworld, the mountains and rivers stretching for hundreds of miles blocked the sea water going to the Styx River, in which there was a huge breach. A giant Buddha sat there and stood still under the heavy waves.
After all, some sea water flows into the distance along the stone cracks. There are wisps of smoke in the Styx river. There are breathless bodies everywhere on both sides. The sergeants of the two major forces of the Styx and innocent people cry and flee to the distance, but they don't know whether they can escape this disaster.
The two biggest and greatest people in the world are saving the world silently and alone.
The person who once was the most indifferent and silent but has saved the world doesn't know where to go.
The twilight is fading, the night is suddenly deep, the stars all over the sky show their faces, and the stars fall on the dark sea, making the roaring sound of water more frightening.
The sky was full of stars, and finally someone came. It was a saint.
Bu qiuxiao became a saint yesterday. He exhausted his efforts to block the passage of the vigorous wind into the underworld. Then he was secretly attacked by immortal Bai and seriously injured, but he arrived here as soon as possible.
The blood covered the cloth clothes and was illuminated by the stars. There was no bloody smell and evil spirit, but it looked very holy.
The giant looked at Bu qiuxiao and thought that this human being was still strong, but none of them could solve the problem.
Bu qiuxiao was surprised to see the giant. Looking at what he was doing, he suddenly felt a lot of admiration. He just thought that you and I might not be able to fill the sea.
Several sword lights suddenly appeared in the sky.
They are Guangyuan immortal, Nanji and three old people Bu qiuxiao doesn't know, but they can clearly perceive from each other's sword meaning that they are also the Tongtian big thing of qingshanzong.
The giant was very familiar with the meaning of Castle Peak sword, and had a natural sense of closeness. He shouted AGA to those sword lights.
Several swords turned back and disappeared into the sea hundreds of miles away and began to cut.
It was supposed to be a sharp sound of flying sword cutting. Separated by the sea, it seemed a little stuffy and roaring.
Bu qiuxiao understood the meaning of the giant and flew over there to move mountains and reclaim the sea with the Taoist friends of Qingshan sect.
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The stars in the sky never blink, but look at the sea calmly or indifferently, as if laughing at the futile efforts of life.
I don't know how long it took, the stars may be tired and disappear in the morning light.
The morning light gradually flourished, and time continued to pass until dusk came again. There were several sword lights and more than ten magic weapons on the other side of the sea.
Over there is the sky facing continent.
The strongmen of various sects arrived here one after another, and even a big elder of lianxu territory came to Zhongzhou sect in the wind and rain.
Looking at the giant like a mountain, these strong practitioners were naturally shocked. Subconsciously, they were about to attack. Bu qiuxiao stopped them and asked them to carry mountains under the sea to reclaim the sea according to the command of the giant.
The elder Lian Xujing of Zhongzhou sect whispered a few words with Bu qiuxiao.
Bu qiuxiao knew that the civil strife of the Zhongzhou faction had ended.
Tan Zhenzhen has always been low-key and gentle, but he didn't expect to act extremely vigorously this time. Regardless of the serious injury, the town first suppressed Qilin, and invited two old people from Yunmeng Houshan to execute Ren Qianzhu and several other elders, so as to stabilize the situation in the shortest time.
"The headmaster is seriously injured. It may take a hundred days to get here." The elder of Lian Xu realm whispered.
Bu qiuxiao looked at the vortex below and looked worried. He thought, can the sword net left by immortal Jingyang last 100 days?
The twilight disappeared, the night came again, and the stars continued to laugh at the world.
The mountain at the bottom of the sea was disconnected by the flying sword and magic weapon, and then transported to the vortex. It was carefully crushed by the giant and scattered on the sword net.
Bu qiuxiao no longer participated in mountain moving and sea reclamation. He sat in the clouds above the vortex and kept writing runes with sage blood, so that the gravel and sand on the sword net could be condensed into one.
The strong men in the spiritual world continue to save the world in silence. No one will look at the stars and disdain without time.
The morning light lit up the sea again. It was red and warm. A redder lotus cloud came to the horizon. Zen Zi finally came from the distant snow field.
Bu qiuxiao, who was extremely tired, was refreshed, and then he saw an unforgettable picture.
Countless sword lights and magic weapons are flying slowly from the horizon. There are dozens of sword boats and cloud boats. Of course, there is also a bitter boat in Maozhai.
In the distance of the sea, hundreds of treasure ships from Penglai Island are also coming towards this side, leaving hundreds of white waves on the blue sea. The picture looks very spectacular.
When the world was about to be destroyed, all Terran practitioners came, and even some big demons.
Their abilities and means may be far less powerful than those of Bu qiuxiao and Nan forget, but there are enough people.
As long as they keep doing it, I believe they will be able to fill the sea one day.
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The sea water falling into the underworld had covered the mountain two days ago. The sea water around the two ends of the mountain turned into countless streams towards the Styx river.
The Giant Buddha walked in the swampy field with a huge iron knife. His mottled face was full of silence and there was not much grief. It may be because he was breathing constantly and wanted to swallow all the smoke into his stomach. He couldn't make too many expressions.
In the distant black mountain, countless people of the underworld hid among the cliffs, hugged each other and cried. Their short bodies trembled. They didn't know when the terrible smoke could be blown here by the wind.
The high priest died. The master of the underworld was seriously injured. I don't know where it is. The strong men of the underworld were also seriously injured. They fled separately. No one paid attention to these poor ordinary underworld people at all.
The sea water that fell into the underworld for the second time did not contact the Styx River much, and most of the smoke stayed on the ground. Only a small part went to the sky and passed through the Tongtian well with the breeze.
A figure fell from the smoke, and the colorful clothes and ornaments looked very eye-catching in the gray world.
Ah Piao came on stage.
Countless lines of sight fell on her in the sky, including many emotionally complex lines of sight in the hiding place.
In the past 100 years, she has been living here as the emperor of the underworld, but in addition to the subordinates of the master of the underworld, many people of the underworld refuse to recognize her identity, especially the strong ones on the side of the high priest, because she has no seal of the emperor of the underworld.
There was very little wind and rain in the underworld, but at the moment, the wind suddenly roared, blowing her black hair and stabbing her back like a sharp arrow.
Because she has one more thing in her hand.
That thing is a jade seal in shape. It is dark and emits unimaginable magic.
This is the seal of the emperor who left the underworld for hundreds of years!
Feeling the absolutely unforgettable breath, many people of the underworld ran out of the cliff cave and behind the tree, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to ah Piao in the sky, and cried to the emperor of the underworld to save her people.
A Piao looked at the world between the clear water of Montenegro and the people who were suffering. His eyes showed anger. He looked at those secluded places and shouted in a deep voice: "don't get out yet!"
I don't know how long it took, a dark general with a cold breath came out of a folk house and knelt down to the ground with a snap.
Then, more and more living Pluto strongmen came out, including those who had been loyal to the priests.
"Follow me."
Ah Piao flew away without expression.
Hundreds of strong men in the underworld quickly followed.
On the way, more powerful people from the underworld appeared and joined the team.
The field ahead has become a swamp, and the sea keeps moving forward.
The Giant Buddha walked in the middle, holding an iron knife and kept climbing.
Looking at that figure, the eyes of all the strong men in the underworld showed fear and admiration.
"You build the mountain as a dike with the sword saint." Ah Piao said.
A strong man in the underworld said, "even if the mountain is longer, it will eventually be surrounded by the sea."
Ah Piao said, "idiot, won't you connect this mountain into a circle?"
The strong man in the underworld said reluctantly, "Your Majesty, even if it is connected into a circle, if the sea keeps falling, it will eventually overflow the top of the mountain."
Ah Piao looked up at the sky still raining heavily and said, "it depends on when the Terran side can be blocked."
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There is no sun or stars in the underworld, so it is difficult to determine the velocity of time.
I don't know how many days later, the rainstorm falling in the sky suddenly became smaller, and then at a moment, at a moment without warning, it completely disappeared.
Thousands of strong people in the underworld have been exhausted to the extreme, and even died alive. Their thoughts have been in a trance to the extreme, but they didn't respond for a time. Cao Yuan took back his iron knife and slowly looked up at the sky. The corners of his lips tilted slightly, revealing a happy smile. The passage of the sea into the underworld is blocked. It was not until a long time later that the people of the underworld knew what had happened, or believed what had happened. The first thing that sounded was not cheering, but crying, which rose into the sky. It was the rest of life, a narrow escape from death, and living. The sea water falling into the underworld is surrounded by the connected mountains into a great lake. The great lake has no scenery, just vast. The underworld calls it Hulun. It means a lake like a sea. A Piao came to Hulun Lake, looked at the blue sea and thought of Mr. who was as broad as the sea. Where on earth are you, sir( The penultimate sentence can be manually pointed.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.