Chapter 203 Disciples of the Four Sects, the Black Turtle of the North Sea

With Duobao's loud shout, thousands of Jiejiao disciples followed him down the mountain without hesitation.

Everyone was quiet and peaceful on Kunlun Mountain, with intact spiritual veins and abundant spiritual energy, and was not disturbed by the broken pillar of heaven.

But after leaving Kunlun Mountain, they realized how terrible this disaster was.

The water of the infinite Tianhe poured down, and the earth's veins rioted and were in chaos.

Infinite volcanoes erupted, and the sea water rolled up, carrying the earth, fire, water and wind.

Looking around, the entire prehistoric world was in dire straits.

Those races with great magical powers in their tribes were better off and still had the power to protect themselves.

But those weak races were swallowed by disasters every moment.

At this time, the prehistoric races suddenly woke up.

It turned out that the war between witches and liches was not the real catastrophe. The real catastrophe was the serious consequences caused by the end of the war between witches and liches.

After Duobao and thousands of Jiejiao disciples went down the mountain, they began to sort out the veins, calm the anger of the volcanoes, and suppress the water of the four seas.

But in this way, the efficiency is too slow, and not many people can be saved at all.

On the snow-white Qingyun, Duobao Taoist took on the responsibility of the eldest disciple and said solemnly.

"Everyone act together, this efficiency is too slow, listen to my orders, Wuyunxian, you are responsible for leading a thousand disciples to suppress the volcano."

"Yes, Brother Duobao."

Wuyunxian nodded solemnly.

"Brother Huangquan, lead a thousand disciples, you are responsible for combing the earth veins."

"Yes, Brother Duobao."

"Jinling, Guiling, Wudang, you three lead a thousand disciples and are responsible for suppressing the water of the four seas."

"Yes, Brother."

After Duobao gave the order, he looked at the Golden Winged Dapeng Bird and said loudly.

"The rest of you, follow me to save the prehistoric creatures and move them to a safe place. Remember, save people first, and put the others behind."

"Yes, Brother Duobao."

The disciples of Jiejiao divided the work and cooperated, and the speed was indeed much faster.

People, Chan, and the disciples of the three Western religions looked at it, a little puzzled.

The catastrophe is rapidly worsening. Only by re-establishing the pillar of heaven can the catastrophe end. Why would the Jiejiao people do useless work?

But when they saw that when the Jiejiao disciples acted, auspicious clouds and wisps of merit flowed into their bodies, they were all not calm.

Merit, if you take action at this time to save the world, you can actually gain merit!

The people, the expositions, and the disciples of the three Western religions could not sit still, and they all took action and began to act.

Above the sky, the six saints frowned as they looked at the big hole that had collapsed.

Taiqing said solemnly, "We can't let the water of the Tianhe River pour down. When it pours down, it will cause countless disasters on the earth. Everyone, follow me to suppress the sky cave!"

"Tai Chi Diagram!"

Taiqing summoned the Tai Chi Diagram, and the black two energies turned into a big wheel, slowly rotating and welcoming it.

"Pangu Banner!"

"Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus!"

"Qiankun Ding!"

"Twelve-grade Merit Golden Lotus!"

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

The six saints used their magic power together, and the six great treasures kept humming and trembling in the sky. The sky was finally sealed, but the saints did not relax.

Even the Buzhou Tianzhu could not support it. Their magic power could only solve it for a while at most.

In the land of Beiming, the sea water is vast for billions of miles. As far as the eye can see, there is only endless mountains standing on the sea, and endless sea water.

The sky is gray, there is no land, only sea water.

In such an environment, there is a dazzling golden shadow shuttling in the air.

Soon, the golden shadow landed on a mountain and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Showing the true body in white, who else is it but Zhao Gongming?

"Fellow Daoist Xuangui, please show yourself."

Zhao Gongming said loudly, and his voice spread across billions of miles of space and penetrated deep into the water of Beiming.

After an unknown amount of time, the waters of the North Sea suddenly began to riot, causing turbulent waves.

Then, a huge head emerged from the sea!

The head alone was as big as a mountain, no, much bigger than a mountain, and full of vicissitudes and antiquity.

After the head, there was the body and limbs, which emerged from the sea.

The entire North Sea seemed to have an extra piece of land, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

The body was covered with pits and reefs, water plants, parasites and other things, and the tortoise shell itself could not be seen.

On the mountain-like head, a pair of mung bean-sized eyes opened, with bursts of divine light in them.

Of course, the size of mung beans is proportional to the entire head. In fact, even if there are only two eyes, it is still extremely huge.

As soon as the huge head appeared, it gave Zhao Gongming an extremely dangerous aura, and even made him breathless.

Zhao Gongming secretly exclaimed, worthy of being the first black tortoise since the creation of the world.

Although he has been practicing in Beiming for hundreds of millions of years and cannot transform, his foundation is probably the best in the prehistoric world under the Six Saints.

That is an existence that even the innate creatures such as Minghe, Zhenyuanzi, Donghuang Taiyi, and Dijun cannot compare to.

Of course, foundation is just foundation, and foundation does not represent the strength of combat power.

The black tortoise cannot transform, so it is inherently less flexible.

Of course, when powerful beings of this level fight, no one knows what ultimate trump card they have.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my Beiming?"

The black tortoise spoke, and Zhao Gongming's ears seemed to ring with the sound of thunder, shaking his eardrums.

"Hiss, this sound is really loud!"

Zhao Gongming frowned, flew to the air, and looked at the black turtle equally, and said loudly.

"My fellow black turtle, can your body be shrunk a little?"

The black turtle listened, looked at Zhao Gongming deeply, and then a water-blue magic power covered his whole body.

The huge body like a mountain began to shrink gradually, and finally became about one-third of what it had just appeared.

Even if it was only one-third, it was still huge, but this was obviously the limit of what the black turtle could do.

The North Sea Black Turtle, a prehistoric alien species, was restricted by the way of heaven and could only practice with its original body, but could not transform and enjoy the supreme freedom.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose in coming to my North Sea."

The black turtle asked again, and his voice was much smaller than the first time.

"I am a disciple of the Shangqing Saint. I came here today to save my fellow Taoist's life."

"Oh?"

"Save my life?"

The black turtle was happy. Although he could not leave the North Sea, he was confident that no one in the prehistoric world could hurt him.

Besides, he practiced in the North Sea and accumulated supreme merits. Even if the saint killed him, he might fall from the sainthood.

In other words, he, the black turtle, was invincible in the prehistoric world, although he was restricted to staying in the North Sea.

But he would never ask others to save his life.

The black turtle waved his hand, "I don't need anyone to save me. Considering that you are a disciple of the saint, I will not hurt you. Please leave quickly."

The black turtle was just sleeping and was suddenly awakened by someone. He was very angry.

According to common sense, he would swallow the person who woke him up.

But as a disciple of the saint's Taoist lineage, he was backed by the saint. Although he was not afraid, he was too lazy to offend the saint.

Zhao Gongming did not leave, but smiled and said, "Friend Xuangui is really confused. Don't you see that you have been killed and are not far from falling?"

"Killing, where do you come from?"