I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 474 Transporting heroes is not free

What kind of people are they?
In the early stage of the current era of comprehension, they have already seen the outcome and the key elements of victory and defeat very carefully!
Cultivation measures calamity, everyone cultivates himself.

In this era, Tianjiao rises, Taoist monarchs fight for the top, and no one is spared. This is a prosperous age, but also a disaster.

and then?
No matter who the Taoist Lords of the era are, in the end the three thousand Taoist Lords will turn into two camps, the underworld and the heavenly realm, and start attacking the other side.

And the way to win is very simple!
"You!!!" Meng Po yelled, "You are so vicious! He stole the entire era of cultivation, and it only takes 33 days to bring this system to an end, and then kill us in turn."

And I don't have time to bless it, it will take countless thousands of years!
This is a wedding dress for nothing.

"Houtu empress"

The Emperor of Heaven looked calm, and said: "This is a wrong step, and the whole game is lost."

"If you don't spread this method to the earth, there will be tens of thousands of trillions of people practicing in the fairy world, and the base is not large. How can I deduce the ancestral scripture?"

"If you didn't trick Master Da Luo into your underworld, coveting their huge background, how could I find the location of the underworld, and use only one avatar to test out all your trump cards?"

The ancestral scriptures were stolen.

The background of Panwang's fate was investigated.

It can be said that it was only a face-to-face photo, and the Heavenly Emperor's meticulous calculations completely lost nine out of ten of the absolute advantage of hiding in the dark in the new era!
It turns out that the enemy is clear and we are dark!
Now, the Heavenly Emperor actually used such a subtle method to make both parties stand on the bright side. This person is extremely wise and evil.

"After 33 days, it will be the moment when your underworld will be ruled by my heaven."

"The underworld controls the common people, and the heavens manage the underworld." The emperor's eyes were cold and deep, as if looking through the vast history of the entire civilization:

"You overthrew the Kyushu Immortal Clan, promoted civilizational change, pacified my princess, and even beheaded the black hand behind my time."

"Your achievements are enough to shake the world."

"Your talent may be comparable to the ancestors of old."

"However, Human Ancestor will also make mistakes, and you will also make mistakes."

The Emperor of Heaven stood up, turned and left.

"In this world, only perfect people who never make mistakes can win."

in the underworld.

The entire Huangquan Road was shaken violently.

The Emperor of Heaven came and talked with Empress Houtu, and the calamity of the new era was completely opened.

The Emperor of Heaven even said bluntly that this amount of calamity will not last too long, just like the old 33 days, no matter how fierce the battle is, it will only last 33 days.

Immediately, some Taoist monarchs who had taken refuge in the underworld were in awe. They only felt that they had boarded the wrong boat, but they couldn't escape because they couldn't get off.

In the Great Leiyin Temple of the Human Realm.

"I can't stay in the underworld, it's not safe anymore."

At this time, Empress Houtu had arrived at Wu Lang's cave, and sighed, "The only safe place is in this world."

Wu Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

"Monster!" Xing Hanhan said immediately, trembling all over his body: "Our human world hasn't developed for a long time, it's just sprouted, and he came to block the door of our Novice Village."

"That's someone's father, so it's naturally powerful."

At this time, Li Qingrou's voice was cold, but the meaning was yin and yang: "It seems that we have also been exposed. He came to the underworld just like the old man back then. He attacked the underworld and restarted countless times. We must have gone to the underworld to support him, and he knew about it. Follow your feet."

"We are full of cards, how much does he already know?" Li Hairou was also silent, feeling chills in his heart.

"Your old man, he probably knows all about it." Wu Lang laughed.

Honestly.

This is a huge loss!
King Pan's fate is old.

The supernatural powers of the six realms of reincarnation.

The combat power of the twin gods, which one is not a top-secret method, has been painstakingly promoting the accumulation of skills.

This wave of people plotted once, and everything was found out in an instant.

This is playing mahjong. I have already shown my cards, and I know all the cards in my hand. Can I win this game?

"You know it clearly, why don't you stop us from being fooled?" Xing Hanhan rolled his eyes.

"How to stop it?"

Wu Lang shook his head, "Are you a prophet? How keen is the Emperor of Heaven! Once you find out that your plan has been broken, you must have guessed that there is something wrong. I don't even dare to tell you that I am afraid that you will show your feet, and I can only watch you being fooled and driven into a desperate situation." , but could do nothing.”

Li Hairou chuckled, "You Liu Ping are like your own wife who has been taken away by her father-in-law, but you can only swallow your anger."

Wu Lang was startled.

What kind of wolf word is this?
can you shut up

"We and Houtu have already been abolished. You can hide it alone, but can you fight the Emperor of Heaven alone?" Li Qingrou frowned, "The two of us have accumulated a lot of information for a long time, but he has already figured it out. All our efforts were in vain. .”

It was three against one.

Now they are both useless.

"That wouldn't let him find out."

Wu Lang shook his head, "As for you abolishing it? How could it be? Now that the hole cards and moves are known, just continue to practice and develop deeper and stronger power."

Wu Lang looked at Houtu, "You need 30 million years, and he needs 33 days to speed up, can't I? I also know everything. As long as there are enough resources, Houtu can also reach your ultimate state in 33 days. .”

The eyes of Hou Tu and the twin gods brightened.

A good one will do the trick.

It is actually an illusion, a kind of disguise, to expose the hole cards and cultivation base in front of the Emperor of Heaven.

"It's such a coincidence that we also have similar power to him, so we can compete with him and catch up with his time steps." Houtu Niangniang whispered.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, he actually used this kind of plan to help you develop the list of gods to the end in only 33 days!" Meng Po laughed, "Instead of committing suicide."

Wu Lang shook his head, feeling deep fear.

As strong as the Emperor of Heaven, he beat himself to death with just a few shots, every time was a fatal blow.

But no matter how strong he is. Everything seems to be predetermined in the dark, with invisible hands perfectly controlling the flow of history and the promotion of civilization.

He just sighs:
"The heaven and the earth are all in one force, and the hero is not free when transported away."

The three of us are too weak, it is all kinds of coincidences in the sky, handed the knife to our hands, and gave us an equal chance to confront him.

That was the only possibility to kill him, the legendary Heavenly Emperor spanning the history of the human race.

33 days.

The gods and generals are celebrating.

Now that the pattern has been ascertained, it is time to start the calamity and go through the formal process.

Everyone has scriptures in their hands.

Who has more Daojun than whom?Who grows faster?Cultivation civilization is promoted faster?Time is second, which one is first? .

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty." A god general congratulated.

"Your Majesty, this plan is unconstrained! With a series of plans in one go, the opponent is thoroughly found out, and the enemy is already caught in the urn." Another god general complimented.

"Your Majesty, now we only need to push the time forward, and within 33 days, we will surely reach the end of the era of cultivation. We can break the curse of the general trend and gain a new life! After the era of cultivating immortals, we will continue to rule the next era of cultivation!" Another god will be surprised.

"Yes?"

The emperor looked calm.

I have done everything perfectly, my hands and feet are clean, and my schemes are foolproof. I have also thoroughly found out the heels and cards of the two old enemies-the Emperor of Life, the Emperor of Broken Time, and the two old enemies.

When the three supreme rules compete, you will basically win.

But he suddenly felt uneasy again.

Next, according to the plan, I will promote the end of civilization in the era of self-cultivation. Will I really win?

He suddenly had an illusion in the dark, flustered.

Winning is so natural.

It was almost too natural.

It went so smoothly that it felt like a big dream for a long time.

After 33 days of promoting the cultivation of the human race, can you really win?
It can push the end of comprehension civilization, as if he is completing his last mission in the world as [Emperor of Time].

When he pushed civilization to the end, it was like pushing a knife into his own heart.

"Is it an illusion, or..." Tiandi walked slowly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and when he unconsciously stood in front of the mirror, he realized that his face had become confused.

confused.

How long ago was it?

That is.

514 billion more than 4000 million years ago, there was a tribe called Zhao Tangshi.

Ren Zu led the Heavenly Emperor in his youth to explore the world together.

The ancient human tribes faced the mysterious and unknown world, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, mountains, rivers and tsunamis, beasts and beasts. At that time, we showed confusion and awe. We raised a bonfire in the cave and looked up at the night sky. This is our own face.

Our fear of the unknown.

Our fear of the vastness of the universe, the overwhelming nature.

The human ancestor said to him: Your power will change the fate of our tribe. I will find out the way of cultivating immortals for you. After I die, you can go on.

Destiny is grotesquely mysterious.

The combination of Human Ancestor and Heavenly Emperor seems to be a blessing in destiny. One person works hard in the early stage to open up the territory, and the other person makes effort in the later stage to open the era. The two of them are indispensable.

"This is me..." He unknowingly returned to the throne, and a dark yellow light shone from his eyes.

how many years
He once arrogantly thought that after he had a deep enough understanding of the world, he would fully understand it, and he would no longer have this kind of confusion.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked his face lightly, a kind of fear that he couldn't see through the general situation of the whole world in the mist actually arose in his heart.

It is unparalleled fear.

"The avenue is natural, always revealing the unknown." The stalwart figure symbolizing the truth on the throne suddenly dissipated the confusion in his eyes, "I remembered some boring things again."

"Send my will."

"Cultivation begins in the underworld and prospers in the heavens."

"Three thousand roads and ten thousand spirits compete for this great world. It will last for 33 days. The common people rise together, and the heroes fight for the world. They get three thousand Dao fruits, and they are named three thousand heavenly gods, and they will conquer the underworld together."

He no longer counts carefully, but chooses to show his fangs directly.

(End of this chapter)