The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 78: Reclamation

The sword net is magnificent, no matter how fierce and tight the sword intent is, it is impossible to block all the water.

The momentum of the sea falling is no longer as terrible as it was before, but it is like a wet towel that is constantly tightened, and it looks like it is about to dry, but it is always dripping.

The next thing to do is to spread stones and sand on this invisible sword net with a radius of tens of miles, and then use formations or runes to condense it into blocks. It is equivalent to rebuilding a crust at the bottom of the maelstrom.

The giant ancestor was responsible for dredging the passages of heaven and earth. He was naturally good at this kind of thing. He half-kneeled in the sea, constantly digging out large chunks of rocks and sand from behind, and then carefully placing them on top of the sword net. From a distance, it looks like a big mountain on the sea, but it is constantly swaying by the wind.

His palm is very large, and a handful of rocks is a hill. If you follow this speed, it may not take long to block the passage to the sea. The problem is that the number of rocks on the bottom of the sea is limited. After a while, I reached the bottom and almost made a hole again, so I had to choose another place.

The twilight is getting deeper, and the giant slowly moves on the surface of the sea, bringing up countless waves, digging out countless boulders, and don't know when the sea will be filled.

In the underworld, the mountains and rivers that stretched for hundreds of miles blocked the sea to the Styx River, and a huge breach appeared in it.

After all, there was still some sea water flowing far away along the crevices of the stones, wisps of smoke rose from the river Styx, and breathless corpses were everywhere on both sides of the river. The sergeants and innocent people of the two major forces of the Underworld cried out to the distance. Fleeing, I just don't know if I can escape this disaster.

The two biggest and greatest people in the world are saving the world silently and alone.

The person who was once the coldest and most silent but has saved the world doesn't know where he has gone.

The twilight fades, the night is deep, the sky is full of stars, and the stars are scattered on the dark sea, making the sound of the rumbling water even more palpitating.

The sky full of stars turned slightly, and finally someone rushed over, and it was a saint.

Bu Qiuxiao became a holy yesterday, exhausted his efforts in order to block the passage of Gangfeng into the underworld, and then was seriously injured by a surprise attack by the real Bai, but he arrived here the fastest.

Blood covered the cloth, and was illuminated by the stars, without the slightest smell of blood and evil spirit, but rather holy.

The giant glanced at Bu Qiuxiao, thinking that this human being is still strong, but one cannot solve the problem.

Bu Qiuxiao looked a little surprised at the giant. Seeing what he was doing, he suddenly felt a lot of admiration, but he thought that I might not even fill the sea with you.

Several sword lights suddenly appeared on the horizon.

Guangyuan real person, Nan Wang, and three elders whom Bu Qiuxiao didn't know were here, but from the opponent's sword intent, they could clearly perceive that they were also the great things of the Qingshan School.

The giant is very familiar with Qingshan sword intent, and has a natural sense of intimacy, and shouted Aga to those sword lights.

Several swords turned around, sank into the seabed hundreds of miles away, and began to cut.

It was supposed to be a sharp flying sword cutting sound, and it was a bit muffled and rumbling when separated by the sea.

Bu Qiuxiao understood the meaning of the giant, and flew over there, and joined hands with fellow Taoists of the Qingshan Sect to move mountains and reclaim the sea.

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The sky is full of stars, never blinking, just gazing 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 into the morning light.

The morning light gradually flourished, and the time continued to pass, until twilight came again, and there were a few sword lights and more than ten magic weapons on the other side of the sea.

There is Chaotian Continent.

The powerhouses of various sects rushed here one after another, and even the Zhongzhou faction, who was in the turbulent wind and rain, came to a great elder of the Void Refining Realm.

These strong practitioners looked at the mountain-like giant, naturally giving rise to a sense of horror, subconsciously attacking, was stopped by Buqiuxiao, and asked them to follow the giant’s command to carry the mountains on the sea floor. Reclamation here.

The Great Elder of the Void Refining Realm of the Zhongzhou School and Bu Qiuxiao whispered a few words.

Bu Qiuxiao learned that the civil strife of the Zhongzhou faction had ended.

Tan Zhenren has always been low-key and gentle, but he did not expect to act extremely vigorously this time. Regardless of the serious injury, he first suppressed the Qilin, then invited two old people from Yunmeng Houshan, and executed Ren Qianzhu and others. Elder, stabilized the situation in the shortest time.

"The real head of the head is seriously injured, and it may take a hundred days to get here." The Great Elder of Void Refining Realm whispered.

Bu Qiuxiao looked at the maelstrom below, with a worried expression in his eyes, wondering if the sword net left by the real person Jing Yang could last a hundred days?

The twilight disappeared, and the night came again, and the stars continued to come out to laugh at this world.

The mountains on the bottom of the sea were separated by flying swords and magic weapons, and then transported to the maelstrom, where they were carefully crushed by giants and scattered on the sword net.

Bu Qiuxiao no longer participates in moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, sitting in the clouds above the vortex, writing runes in the blood of the saints, so that the gravel on the sword net and the sand are condensed into one.

The powerhouses of the spiritual world continue to save the world in silence. No one will look at the stars, and even if they don’t have time, they will be disdainful.

The morning light once again illuminates the sea, it is red and warm, and a redder lotus cloud comes from the sky, and Zenzi finally rushed over from the far snowy field.

The exhausted Bu Qiuxiao was refreshed, and then he saw an unforgettable scene.

Countless sword lights and magical treasures are flying slowly from the sky, there are dozens of sword boats and cloud boats, and of course there is also a Mao Zhai's wretched boat.

In the distance of the sea, hundreds of treasure ships from Penglai Island are also coming here, leaving hundreds of white waves on the blue sea. The picture looks extremely magnificent.

When this world was about to be destroyed, all the human practitioners rushed over, and there were even some big monsters.

Their abilities and methods may be far less powerful than Bu Qiuxiao and Nan Wang, but there are enough.

As long as they keep doing it, I believe there will be a day that can fill the sea.

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The sea water that fell into the underworld had already flowed over the mountain two days ago, and the sea water that went around the two sides of the mountain turned into countless trickles toward the river Styx.

The big Buddha was walking in the swamp-like field with a huge iron knife. His mottled face was full of silence. There was not much grief. It might be because he was breathing constantly, trying to remove those greens. The reason for swallowing all the smoke in my stomach, I couldn't make too many expressions.

In the Black Mountain in the distance, countless people of the underworld hid among the cliff caves, hugging each other and crying, their short bodies trembling, not knowing when those terrible blue smoke will be blown here by the wind.

The high priest is dead, the underworld master is seriously injured and I don’t know where, the underworld powerhouse also suffered heavy casualties, each fled, and no one cares about these poor ordinary underworld people.

The water that fell into the underworld for the second time didn't have much contact with the Styx, and most of the green smoke stayed on the ground, only a small part of it went towards the sky, passing through the open courtyard with the breeze.

A figure fell from the green smoke, and the colorful clothes and ornaments looked very eye-catching in the gloomy world.

Apiao made his debut.

Countless lines of sight fell on her in the sky, including those with complex emotions in hidden places.

For the past 100 years, she has been living here as the Emperor of the Underworld, but in addition to those subordinates of the Underworld Master, there are still many people of the Underworld who refuse to identify with her identity, especially the strong one on the high priest’s side. People, because she does not have the Seal of the Underworld.

There is very little wind and rain in the underworld, but at this moment, there is a sudden gust of wind, blowing her black hair, stabbing her back like a sharp arrow.

Because there is an extra thing in her hand.

The thing was like a jade seal from the physical point of view, the whole body was gloomy, exuding unimaginable magic power.

This is the Seal of the Underworld that has left the underworld for hundreds of years!

Feeling the breath that absolutely cannot be forged, many people in the underworld ran out of the cliff cave and behind the tree, regardless of the threat of the blue smoke, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and crying at the A Piao in the sky. He asked the Emperor to save her people.

Apiao looked at the world between the black mountains and the clear water, looked at the people who were suffering, with anger in his eyes, looked at the secluded places, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don’t get out of here yet. !"

I don't know how long it took, a Ming who exuded a cold breath came out of a residential house and knelt to the ground with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, more and more powerful men of the Underworld who were still alive came out, including those who were once loyal to the priest.

"All follow me."

A Piao flew towards the distance without expression.

Hundreds of underworld experts hurriedly followed.

On the way, more underworld experts showed up and joined the team.

The field ahead has become a swamp, and the sea keeps moving forward.

The big Buddha walked in it, holding an iron knife, and kept rising from the mountain.

Looking at that figure, the eyes of all the underworld experts showed fear and admiration.

"You follow the Dao Sage Master to repair the mountain as a dike." A Piao said.

A strong man in the underworld said: "No matter how long the mountain is, it will eventually be circumvented by the sea."

Apiao said: "Idiot, wouldn't you connect this mountain into a circle?"

The underworld expert said helplessly: "Your Majesty, even if it becomes a circle, if the water does not stop falling, it will eventually flow over the top of the mountain."

Apiao looked up at the sky that was still raining, and said, "It depends on when the human race can block it."

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There is no sun or stars in the underworld, so it is difficult to determine the flow of time.

I don't know how many days passed, the rainstorm falling in the sky suddenly became smaller, and then at a certain moment, at a certain moment without warning, it completely disappeared like this.

Thousands of underworld powerhouses have been exhausted to the extreme, even a bit exhausted alive, their minds have been tranced to the extreme, and they have not reacted for a while.

Cao Yuan retracted the iron knife and slowly raised his head to look at the sky, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a happy smile.

The passage from the sea to the underworld is blocked.

It wasn't until a long time later ~IndoMTL.com~people in the underworld knew what happened, or believed what happened.

The first thing that sounded was not cheers, but crying, rising to the sky, it was the rest of the life, the escape from the dead, and the alive.

The sea that fell into the underworld was surrounded by the connected mountains to form a large lake.

This big lake has no scenery at all, it's just vast.

The underworld is called Hulun.

It means a lake like the sea.

Apiao came to the shore of Hulun Lake, looked at the blue water, and thought of the gentleman with a broad mind like the sea.

Sir, where are you?

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(The penultimate sentence can be done manually.)