All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 929 The Black Emperor of the Jedi Heaven
"Humanity can compete with Heaven."

There was a mysterious smile on the corner of Luo Feng's mouth, which made the land tremble with fear. It seemed that this master was not an ordinary traitor.

This anti-bone not only poked into the Nantian Gate, it simply poked into the Miro Palace!
"Really, are you going against the sky?" The land god asked tremblingly.
Although he has been a thief, but he was born in the divine way, and the land has a natural fear of rebelling against the heaven.

Luo Feng rolled his eyes: "What do you say to be so ugly, what is it called rebellion?"

"This is a moral struggle!"

The battle of Da Luo has never been a single fight, and it has never been a simple destruction of the physical body, because Da Luo is immortal and can return at any time.

The real struggle is in the spiritual realm, where one organization replaces another, one way replaces another.

This is called Daoist struggle!
Battle of the Avenues!

When the Dao of Heaven dominates the Dao of Humanity, the ancient gods are superior, and the priests have the supreme right to sacrifice, and they can interfere with the progress of a country with every word and deed.

Since a certain black emperor Jedi Tiantong who did not want to be named, time turned into an ax and felled trees, and the power of heaven began to decline.

In the end, he imprisoned Daluo from the heavens and all realms in the Hunyuan Taiji Realm. He was congenitally sacred, and there was no downgrading. Humans and gods were not disturbed, and each had its own order.

The glorious Dao fruit of the human emperor annexing the heavenly emperor is gone forever, and the divine way governing the world has become vain.

But the centipede is dead but not stiff, and the glory of the divine way still leaves a rich heritage for later generations.

The remaining power of the sacrifice is still spreading, and it is no longer called a god, but a witch!
Witches replaced gods and continued to intervene in humanity.

After Ruxia, Emperor Rushang needed to become a great priest of Shinto, make himself the biggest spokesperson, and become a supreme witch, in order to lead the way in the humane country.

Until the end of the three generations, Tianzhou respected Haotian God, replaced the personal god with the natural god, sealed the old god with the new saint, completely cut off the sacrifice of ghosts and gods, and incorporated the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and all gods into his own system.

The big sacrifice refers to heaven and earth; the middle sacrifice refers to the ancestral temple;

Historians call it the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

It is to canonize the gods of humanity, and it is to respect the boundless vitality of Haotian, and it is to seal the old age's ghosts and snake gods, and to worship them in ancient times.

Take the impersonal Haotian God as the supreme god, and let the gods of human nature replace the gods of heaven.

This is the true meaning of Fengshen, which is canonization and seal.

After three generations, the emperor's position circulated among the five gods of Haotian, the immortal Qin Zulong still respected the White Emperor, and the Han Dynasty worshiped Taiyi and respected the Red Emperor.

The Red Emperor beheaded the White Emperor to replace the Mandate of Heaven.

The destiny has flowed, and until today, immortals and Buddhas have appeared side by side, and the forms have become more and more complicated.

The original pre-Qin Qi fighters traveled from the three islands of Penglai to China, and many schools of thought emerged. Western Buddhism came from preaching, and the eight hundred temples in the Northern and Southern Dynasties are vividly remembered.

From the First Empire of Qin and Han to the Second Empire of Sui and Tang Dynasties, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

If an ordinary reincarnator walks in recklessly, he will definitely become a pawn for someone who is powerful to test the emperor of heaven, Buddhism, Taoism, and even humanity.

The God of Earth asked doubtfully, "Daoist struggle? What does the real person mean by this?"

A deity from the eighth rank, whose identity level is too low, does not have much understanding of the Dao struggle.

The ignorant are fearless.

Luo Feng laughed and said: "The battle for the great way."

"This is much more exciting than the rebellion. A rebellion can at most replace a heavenly emperor. The Taoist struggle is to replace all the gods and Buddhas. The red fire will burn the weeds, and the world will be completely white, so that we can paint again."

"The rebellion will at most kill your whole family, and by the way, even your relatives and friends. Dao disputes, this is a matter of life and death, and it will not stop for hundreds of millions of years to suppress."

The gods of the land were dumbfounded. There are actually more exciting things in the world than rebellion.

"True..." The land of the Two Worlds Pass trembled and asked: "The dispute between the two realms, this dispute, you..."

"It's not me, it's us." Luo Feng said solemnly
"We are the pawns for humanity to test the way of heaven."

"I am a pawn for the immortal way to test the Buddha way."

I am weak and helpless but can eat. I am an ordinary, ordinary reincarnation.

Even if something big happens, I didn't do it.

The land god shuddered, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, is it too late for me to quit now?"

Luo Feng calmly said: "Then it is not a matter of hundreds of millions of years, it has to wait until the next immeasurable calamity."

Land of the Two Worlds Pass had an unpredictable expression, and finally heaved a deep sigh. Anyway, it was death, one death and ten thousand times, and it was no different from a small god like him.

"Of course the Daoist struggle is successful, and there are benefits." Luo Feng rewarded a red date, and said slowly: "Don't talk about the land, you can be a mountain god if you want to."

Land of the Two Worlds Pass was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously, "God of Mount Tai, can you please?"

He is in charge of the Wuyue Mountains, supervises the Yin Division, and is one of the leaders directly under the nominal government of the underworld.

Luo Feng looked at the land with a smile, and asked, "Your ambition is not small."

The land of Liangjieguan gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, they are all dead, so it's better to ask for a big one!"

Sometimes, ambition is inspired step by step.

I don't know whether the times make the heroes or the heroes make the times.

Although the land is known as the land of the two realms, it actually only controls a small part of the area. The wider mountains are controlled by the mountain gods and even the tigers.

There are many mountains and mountains. For ordinary people, a sacred mountain is a world, and they may not be able to go out in a lifetime.

Even the land gods are only in contact with the nearby sites.

I had only heard about the core battlefield of Liangjie Mountain, but when it really arrived, the land was dumbfounded, and the two sides were fighting.

On the Liangjie Mountain battlefield, corpses are everywhere, blood stains the mountains and rivers, and there are countless visions in the sky.

"Boom~~~~!"

Loud noises came and went one after another, and meteors fell one after another, each one containing destructive energy, causing waves of blood and blood.

Countless monster races rode meteors and came to this battlefield of death. Countless corpses, stumps and broken arms were scattered in the middle of the battlefield.

"Hahahaha! Dead! They're all dead, I killed them all! It's so cool!"

"I can finally go home, I want to kill all these people!"

A black figure flew over the sea of ​​corpses, roaring like crazy, and the next second a divine arrow shot him, turning him into a part of the sea of ​​blood.

The land swallowed, looking at the battlefield in the distance, he couldn't help asking: "The demon clan has died so many, and the offensive is so fierce, aren't they afraid of extinction?"

Luo Feng took a look, shook his head and said:

"The bloodlines of the demon clan are the most respected. The core demon saints and the bloodlines of the demon gods will not fall. These are just cannon fodder. Hundreds of millions of these little mountain monsters are born every day."

"If it is not dealt with in time, it will consume the resources within the Yaozu."

"Self-killing will break away from morality, and use human races to divert conflicts and arouse hatred. It's just right."

"Since the start of the war in the Tang Dynasty, the number and time of the wars launched by the Yaozu are not fixed."

The land was stunned, and nodded subconsciously: "The real person knows everything like a god, and the monster clan will start a small war every year, a great war in a hundred years."

"One small battle every year, one big battle every hundred years." Luo Feng looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, nodded and said: "As expected of the monster clan who prey on the weak, the small battle is for selecting talents and training soldiers, and the big battle is to test the bottom line of Tang Dynasty .”

"Hehe, is such a method the idea of ​​that demon saint?"

"Bai Ze, it's not like his style. Shangyang, tsk tsk, it's not like the honed style of rebirth of the phoenix..."

While Luo Feng was muttering his guess, a fox demon took the opportunity to escape from the battlefield, attracting the demon clan's supervising team to hunt down and kill him.

In a panic, he rushed towards the land of Liangjie Mountain and Luofeng.

On the battlefield, not only people kill demons, demons kill demons, demons kill demons, and more people kill people.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood are undulating, the seven emotions and six desires are interpreted to the extreme, and human nature and animal nature are distorted at this moment.

"With so many talented and beautiful jades, the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable must be delighted to see them."

Luo Feng sighed with emotion, war and killing are really the number one weapon of the magic way.

(End of this chapter)