All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 461 What is Fire Lord, the fire of a single spark

The Human Emperor's sword swayed slightly, and the aura of the imperial way surrounded the surroundings, phantoms of all living beings appeared, and demons, ghosts, gods and gods all worshiped the Human Emperor.It fills the future, destroys the past, and demonstrates the power of the divine soldiers from the other side.

"Fellow Renhuang Sword Daoist, there is no need to be nervous."

Luo Feng smiled slightly and said, "I am also a human race."

The Human Emperor Sword was silent for a while, and a ray of colorful radiance flowed, fluctuating faintly, and an old man dressed in simple linen clothes with a vicissitudes of life came out of the Human Emperor Sword.

After looking at Luo Feng, the old man shook his head and said, "I have never felt that there is a second human race who can prove to the other side."

"Also, the human race doesn't have the enlightenment to occupy the legendary characteristics and the other shore characteristics."

"Who are you, the incarnation of the Buddha."

Luo Feng took his time and said unhurriedly: "How are the human races of fellow Taoists divided? Bloodline, inheritance, memory, etiquette, or the skills of the human race."

"I remember that the Human Emperor is not a narrow-minded emperor. He has great love, great benevolence, and is willing to accept any creature with a humanitarian spirit."

The old man looked simple, and said plainly: "This is the way of the emperor, the emperor can judge, but the sword of the emperor cannot judge."

"I just ask you one question, if one day a catastrophe comes, between yourself and the human race, which one do you choose, can you give up the Dao Fruit like the Human Emperor, and use the resignation to protect the common people."

At this level of dialogue, lies are meaningless, Luo Feng shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't faced it before, so I can't choose."

Luo Feng may use other methods to save the human race, but he will not sacrifice himself like the emperor.

There is only one emperor.

The old man nodded and said, "You are more honest than Ananda, but you still cannot inherit the Emperor's Sword."

"Fellow Daoist is wrong. The Emperor has the Emperor's Way, and I have my own way." Luo Feng smiled lightly: "I never said that I came to inherit the Emperor's Sword."

The old man frowned and asked curiously, "Then why are you here?"

In the memory of Ren Huang Jian, those who are high above the other side never do meaningless things, except Ren Huang.

For a group of meaningless common people, he gave up his Dao fruit.

Luo Feng felt a little empty, and a water mirror appeared in the void, projecting a figure.

"I'm telling a story to fellow Taoists and introducing a person."

The old man straightened up, stretched out his hand and said, "Please speak."

"Once upon a time, there was a human race with ordinary aptitude who was lucky enough to join the martial arts sect, but because of his ordinary aptitude, he could only be a disciple of an outer sect. The best ending is to be sent out as a deacon."

"That human race is unwilling, but helpless, because the reality is like this, but fate is so weird, God made a joke for him, and let him come into contact with a big crisis."

"The great crisis is accompanied by great good fortune. Which human race has obtained the inheritance of the demon master, and has moved forward step by step, growing from an ordinary disciple to a generation of masters."

"He who is supposed to be famous and enjoy the glory and wealth, has a doubt in his heart. Why are there so many suffering in the world, why are there so many people in the world who desire martial arts, but can't ask for it?"

"Holding this belief, which human race has a resolute character and an unsmiling character, has given up the glory and wealth, the pollution of the devil's claws on him, abided by the belief of "Heaven's movement is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement", and has walked all the way. I walked on with regret, and I want to spread the supreme supernatural power Xinghuo Dafa to the world."

"However, this touched the interests of others. So he wanted to create a world with equal opportunities but not absolute equality. He was slandered as the Scarlet Devil Emperor by other human races because of his own interests."

Luo Feng used very short words to talk about the growth of an ordinary stubborn boy.

Through the projection, as if seeing another person, the old man with the Human Emperor Sword sighed slightly: "I have seen the Scarlet Devil Emperor you mentioned, I have seen him, he is very similar to the Human Emperor, and his way is also similar to the Human Emperor. Compatible."

"Then you should choose him even more." Luo Feng said awe-inspiringly
"However, he is the descendant of the Demon Lord. If this is the case, I can't bear it. But the problem is that all living beings in his Scarlet Demon Sect are equal. There are races, demons, and even... demon races."

The old man Renhuangjian sighed again, raised his eyelids and said, "Friend Daoist, tell me a story, and I will give you a story in return."

Saying that, regardless of Luo Feng, the old man started rambling on by himself.

"A long, long time ago, probably when the heavens collapsed and the demon sage became enlightened. At that time, with the backing of the demon sage, the person from the other side, the demon clan could be said to be the real protagonist of the world. As for the human race, hehe, they are just humble blood food. "

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what blood food is? It's the kind of animal that was raised in captivity and killed on the spot. In those days, any demon god wanted to hold a banquet, and a tribe would obediently offer five hundred strong blood food. The tribesmen packed them into food and sent them to bloody mouths."

"In such an era, a child with fair aptitude was born, but in that era, what was the use of aptitude? The cultivation of the human race was to transform oneself from a piece of crude food into a piece of exquisite and delicious food."

"The child's father jumped into the pot by himself because of a banquet held by a demon god; the child's mother jumped into the river to appease the anger of the water god, and was eaten by a group of fish, leaving no ashes; one of the child's sisters lived to be 16 years old. At the age of [-], the Taoist bone was excellent, and was taken by a demon god to make a magic weapon of the skeleton; the fire beast burned the warehouse, and the tribe was forced to migrate. The brother of the boy left the last bite to his brother. The brother died, and the younger brother of the boy survived. .”

The old man of Human Emperor Sword stood up, his pupils were filled with extinguished white, suppressed his anger and asked: "If you were that child, would you forgive the Yaozu?!"

Luo Feng shook his head and said flatly: "I will wipe out all the monster races in the world."

The old man with the Human Emperor Sword nodded: "The Human Emperor also thinks the same way. Even if most of the demon clans were wiped out and no longer killed, there is no place for the demon clans under the protection of the Human Emperor."

"It's understandable that there is no Yaozu, but what if the Yaozu is no longer a Yaozu."

Luo Feng used his hand as a brush to draw a series of thunder pools in the void.

Under the thunder pool, there are countless monsters and monsters, trembling in the face of the thunder.

The old man of Human Emperor Sword was thoughtful, and intervened to compose the rules, and the monster took shape, just like a newborn.

A series of thunders fell, cruel and cruel, and the bloodthirsty monsters received double damage, turned into the vitality of heaven and earth, and returned to nature.

Among them, some monsters who have read poetry and books and obeyed human nature were rarely struck by sky thunder, and after a few symbolic strikes, they turned into human forms.

As a result, the monster with merits and virtues does not even need to cross the thunder, and directly transforms into the innate body of the human race.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Daoist friends, please see, so thousands of years, ten thousand years, hundreds of millions of years, and there are still monster races?"

As the Divine Soldier of the Other Shore, he naturally understands these operations. The old man of Human Emperor Sword took a deep look at Luo Feng, and said meaningfully: "In the future, only human races with special blood. You are breaking the foundation of the monster race."

The Human Sovereign was simply killing, but this one was playing tricks.

Adding sand to the foundation of the monster clan, assimilating the monster clan little by little.

Luo Feng smiled shyly: "Fellow Daoist praises you a lot. This plan was proposed by Fellow Daoist."

"Pindao is just offering advice."

(End of this chapter)