The sword net is vast, and no matter how sharp and tight the sword intent is, it cannot block all the sea water.

The momentum of the sea falling is no longer as terrifying as before, but it is like a wet towel that is constantly tightened. It looks like it is about to dry, but it is still flowing constantly.

The next thing to do is to lay stones, mud and sand on this invisible sword net that is dozens of miles in radius, and then use formations or runes to condense them into pieces, which is equivalent to rebuilding a crust at the bottom of the large vortex.

The giant's ancestor was responsible for dredging the passage of heaven and earth. He was naturally good at this kind of thing. He half-kneeled in the sea, constantly digging out large pieces of rocks and mud from behind, and then carefully placed them on the sword net. From a distance, he looked like a mountain on the sea, but was blown by the wind and swaying constantly.

His palm was very big, and a handful of rocks was a small hill. If he followed this speed, it might not take long to block the passage that could enter the sea. The problem was that the number of rocks at the bottom of the sea was limited. After digging for a while, he reached the bottom and almost made a hole again, so he had to choose another place.

As the twilight became darker, the giant slowly moved on the sea, bringing up countless huge waves and digging out countless huge rocks. I don’t know when it will fill the sea.

In the underworld, the mountains and rivers that stretched for hundreds of miles blocked the sea water towards the Styx. A huge breach appeared in it, and a big Buddha sat there, letting thousands of waves beat, and he remained motionless.

After all, some sea water flowed into the distance along the cracks of the rocks. Widths of blue smoke emerged from the Styx River, and there were corpses without breathing everywhere on both sides. Soldiers from the two major forces of the Netherworld and innocent people fled to the distance, but they didn't know if they could escape the disaster.

The two greatest and greatest people in the world are saving the world in silence and lonely.

The person who was once the coldest, silent but had saved this world didn't know where he went.

The dusk faded, the night suddenly became dark, and the stars were everywhere, and the stars were scattered on the dark sea, making the rumbling sounds of water even more heart-wrenching.

The sky was filled with stars, and finally someone rushed over, and a saint came.

Bu Qiuxiao became a saint yesterday. He exhausted his efforts to block the passage of the gang wind into the darkness. Then he was seriously injured by a sneak attack by Zhenren Bai, but he still arrived here as soon as possible.

Blood was covered with cloth clothes, and was shining by the stars, without any smell of blood or evil spirits, but instead seemed extremely holy.

The giant glanced at Bu Qiuxiao and thought to himself that this human being was quite powerful, but no one could solve the problem.

Bu Qiuxiao was a little surprised when he looked at the giant. Seeing what he was doing, he suddenly felt a lot of admiration, but he thought that just by you and I might not be able to fill the sea.

Several sword lights suddenly appeared in the sky.

Those who came were Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang and three old men who Bu Qiuxiao did not know, but from the other party's sword intent, they could clearly sense that they were also the great thing of Qingshan Sect.

The giant was very familiar with Qingshan's sword intent and had a natural sense of intimacy, and shouted Aga to the sword lights.

Several sword lights turned back, sank into the seabed hundreds of miles away, and began to cut.

It should have been the sound of a sharp flying sword cutting, but it seemed a little stuffy and rumbling when separated by the sea.

Bu Qiuxiao understood the meaning of the giant and flew over there, joining forces with fellow Taoists from Qingshan Sect to move mountains and fill the sea.

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The sky is full of stars, never blinking, just staring at the sea calmly or indifferently, as if mocking the futile efforts of life.

I don’t know how long it took, but the stars might be exhausted and disappeared into the morning light.

The morning light grew, and time continued to pass until dusk came again, and several sword lights and more than ten magic weapons came from the sea.

There is Chaotian Continent there.

The strong men from various sects arrived here one after another, and even a great elder from the Immortal Realm came to the Zhongzhou Sect in the storm.

These powerful practitioners naturally felt horrified when they looked at the giants like mountains, and subconsciously wanted to attack. Bu Qiuxiao stopped them and asked them to transport the mountains under the sea everywhere in the sea to reclaim the sea according to the giant's command.

The great elder of the Zhongzhou Sect’s Immortal Realm whispered a few words to Bu Qiuxiao.

Only then did Bu Qiuxiao realize that the civil strife of the Zhongzhou faction had ended.

Tan Zhenren has always been low-key and gentle, but he did not expect that this time he acted extremely decisively. Regardless of his serious injury, he first suppressed Qilin, and invited two old men from the back mountain of Yunmeng to execute several elders including Ren Qianzhu, and stabilized the situation in the shortest time.

"The real person in the sect is seriously injured, and it may take a hundred days to get here." The great elder of the Void Refining Realm whispered.

Bu Qiuxiao looked at the big vortex below, his eyes showing a look of worry, thinking that the sword net left by Jing Yang could last for a hundred days?

The dusk disappears, the night arrives again, and the stars continue to come out to mock the world.

The mountain under the sea was broken by flying swords and magic weapons, and then transported to the large vortex, carefully crushed by the giant, and scattered onto the sword net.

Bu Qiuxiao no longer participated in moving mountains and filling the sea. He sat in the clouds above the whirlpool and kept writing runes in the blood of the saint, allowing the gravel on the sword net to condense into one with the mud and sand.

The strong people in the world of cultivation continue to save the world silently. No one will look at the stars, and they will be disdainful if they don’t have time.

The morning light illuminated the sea again, and the redder colored the sky, and a redder lotus cloud came to the sky. Zenzi finally rushed over from the distant snowfield.

Bu Qiuxiao, who was extremely tired, was refreshed, and then he saw an unforgettable scene.

Countless sword lights and magic weapon lights were flying slowly from the horizon, and dozens of sword boats and cloud boats, and of course there was also a bitter boat from thatched vegetarian.

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, and the picture looks extremely spectacular.

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

Their abilities and means may not be as powerful as Bu Qiuxiao, Nan Wang and others, but they have enough people.

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

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The sea water that fell into the underworld had already flowed through the mountain range two days ago, and the sea water that circled both ends of the mountain range turned into countless thin streams towards the Styx.

The big Buddha walked in the swampy fields with a huge iron knife. His mottled face was full of quietness and not much sorrow. Maybe it was because he was breathing constantly and wanted to swallow all the green smoke into his stomach, so he could not make too many expressions.

In the distant black mountains, countless people from the underworld hid among the cliff caves, hugging and crying, and their short bodies were trembling. I wonder when the terrible blue smoke could be blown here by the wind.

The high priest died, and the underworld master was seriously injured and unknown where it was. The powerful men from the underworld also suffered heavy casualties and fled, and no one paid attention to these poor ordinary underworld people.

The second time the sea water that fell into the underworld did not come into contact with the Styx River, and most of the blue smoke stayed on the ground, with only a small part heading towards the sky and passing through the patio with the breeze.

A figure fell from the blue smoke, and the colorful clothes seemed extremely eye-catching in the dark world.

Apiao made a brilliant debut.

Countless gazes fell on her body in the sky, including many emotionally complex sights in hidden places.

For the past hundred years, she has been living here as the Emperor of the Underworld, but in addition to the subordinates of the Underworld Master, many people from the Underworld refused to agree with her identity, especially the strong men on the High Priest, because she did not have the Seal of the Underworld.

There was very little wind and rain in the underworld, but at this moment, a strong wind suddenly whistled, blowing her black hair, stabbing back like a sharp arrow.

Because there was something extra in her hands.

In terms of shape, that thing is a jade seal, with darkness all over and unimaginable magic.

This is the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld that has been away from the underworld for hundreds of years!

Feeling the absolutely impossible to forge the aura, many people in the underworld ran out from behind the cliff caves and trees regardless of the threat of Qingyan, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Apiao in the sky, and cried and asked the Emperor of the Underworld to save her people.

Apiao looked at the world between the Mingshui River in Heishan Mountains and the people who were suffering, with anger in his eyes, looking at those secluded places, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you get out for me!"

I don’t know how long it took, a dark general who exuded a cold air came out of a house and knelt down to the ground with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, more and more powerful people from the Underworld who were still alive, including those who were once loyal to the priests.

"All follow me."

Apiao flew into the distance with expressionless face.

Hundreds of powerful men in the underworld quickly followed.

On the way, more powerful people from the underworld appeared and joined the team.

The fields ahead have turned into swamps, and the sea water keeps moving forward.

The big Buddha walked among them, holding an iron knife, and kept rising up the mountain.

Looking at that figure, all the powerful men in the underworld showed a look of fear and admiration.

"You will follow Lord Saint to build a mountain into a dike." Apiao said.

A powerful man from the underworld said, "Even if the mountain is long, it will eventually be surrounded by sea water."

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

The powerful man in the underworld said helplessly: "Your Majesty, even if it is connected into a circle, if the sea water continues to fall, it will eventually overflow the top of the mountain."

Apiao looked up at the sky where the rainstorm was still falling and said, "It depends on when the human race can be blocked."

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

I don’t know how many days passed, the heavy rain fell in the sky suddenly became smaller, and then at a certain moment, at a certain moment without warning, it completely disappeared.

Thousands of powerful men in the underworld have been extremely tired, and they have even died of exhaustion. Their minds have already reached the extreme and they have not reacted for a while.

Cao Yuan took back his iron knife, slowly looked up at the sky, his lips slightly raised, and a happy smile appeared.

The passage from the sea to the underworld is blocked.

It was not until a long time later that people in the underworld knew what had happened, or believed that what had happened.

The first thing that sounded was not cheering, but crying, which soared into the sky. It was a survivor, a escaping from death, and a living.

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

This big lake has no scenery, it is just vast.

The underworld calls it Hulun.

It means a lake like the sea.

Apiao came to the shore of Hulun Lake, looked at the blue sea, and remembered the gentleman who was as broad as the sea.

Sir, where are you?

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(You can manually take a dog's head in the second to last sentence.)
Chapter completed!