Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 287
Seeing these flood dragons, Hong Wei, who was already in despair, suddenly rekindled his hope of life.

"Mother—grandfather—help me, I don't want to die, mother, I don't want to die—"

"Wei'er—"

The female dragon rushed to the dragon-cutting stage desperately,

"Bold! Do not trespass on the dragon's platform!"

A man of god roared, but the heavenly soldiers and generals in the surrounding heavens did not move at all.

Until the female dragon rushed to the edge of the dragon-cutting stage, a god general secretly transported mana, and a ray of light burst from the dragon-cutting stage.

"Shu~"

This light was like a big wave, which directly lifted the dragon into the air. Afterwards, the mother dragon thought about it, but she couldn't get close to Hong Wei at all. The mother and son could only look at it from a considerable distance.

"moo, moo"

Hong Wei cried and yelled, and kept screaming on the stage.

The old Jiao and the other dragons on the other side had only come close at this moment, and the Xing Tianguan who was guarding the dragon-cutting platform finally looked at the Dragon Clan, or at the old Jiao.

"Tianlong Hongye, Rusun Hongwei, committed a heinous crime, and Donghai Longjun didn't cover it up. Don't tell me you want to forcibly break into the Longtai?"

Although it seems that there are not many gods and men beside the dragon stage now except for some guarding heavenly soldiers and generals, but the gods of the heavens are all looking at this side.

At this time, the Divine Firmament Palace is full of gods, and what is waiting is nothing more than the final decree of the emperor, and the execution will follow.

An old Jiao and a few dragons want to force their way in, but it's too presumptuous, and they don't pay much attention to the Heavenly Court!
"My grandson Hong Wei's crimes are unforgivable, and this old man naturally knows. Is it true that the heavenly court does not allow my relatives to see Hong Wei for the last time?"

Lao Jiao said that he had already turned into a human form, and walked towards the cloud platform step by step. The god over there frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

The mortal prisoner is sentenced to death, and there are relatives who can see him for the last time and serve him his last meal. Although there is no such practice in the heavenly world, it is not impossible to say that he will not let him take a look.

"If you look at it now, I'm afraid that you will see the sinful dragon's head in a different place in a while, and maybe he will be cut to pieces!"

The name of the Longtai has a word "cut", so it can be beheaded or punished by cutting, it depends on how the emperor's decree will be issued.

Hearing this sentence, Hong Wei, who was already overly frightened, was so frightened that the dragon's body trembled and let out bursts of wailing.

The mother Jiao kept crying.

"Father, father, they want Ling Chi Wei'er, father, the Dragon Lord will not allow the Dragon Clan to suffer such humiliation!"

Mu Jiao flew to Hongye's side, turned into a woman, begged Hongye with a desolate look, the latter closed his eyes slightly, and let her shake his body without saying a word.

"Bringing you to see Wei'er for the last time is already the greatest kindness of Lord Long. Wei'er committed a heinous crime, and he deserved it."

At this moment, some gods and men had already sent the news of Hongye's arrival to the Divine Firmament Palace.

But that didn't make any waves at all.

Outside the Divine Firmament Palace, the brilliance of the sky slowly changed, and the power of the sun gradually approached its peak at this time, and the Emperor of Heaven also reached out and picked up a token on the imperial case.

"General, Sin Long Hongwei, behead him"

The voice of the Emperor of Heaven was like a torrent of bells, and it spread from the Temple of Heaven to the Dragon Terrace, and a white light also fell to the front of the stage, turning into a big shining character and appearing in the sky.

A god general immediately landed on the dragon-cutting stage, and a long-handled sword with a blade longer than a human appeared in his hand, and he dragged the sword step by step to the front of the flower-scale dragon.

"dong dong dong dong"

The Tiangu beat again, and the divine lights of various heavenly officials faintly appeared in the sky. Many gods and men appeared from the clouds to watch. Even the Heavenly Emperor in the Shenxiao Temple slowly stood up and looked outside the hall.

On the ground, in Dengzhou City, Yi Shuyuan also looked at the sky, the drums were beating rapidly and his breath was turbulent, obviously it was time for execution.

"cut--"

The heavenly soldiers and gods around shouted in unison, and to the ears of the people on the ground, it was as if the clear sky reminded of distant thunderstorms.

The god general raised the big knife, a white glow lit up on the knife, and then slashed fiercely at the joint between the dragon's head and the dragon's body.

"Ah—" "Wei'er—"

Before the knife fell, Hong Wei had already screamed, and the voice of the dragon woman was even more shrill than her son's.

"Boom~~~"

shuh~
With a roar and a flash of light, the man of God who had just raised his knife and landed flew upside down, and the big knife in his hand had also shattered, turning into fragments of divine light that filled the sky.

"what?"

"how is this possible!"

Many gods in Yuntou lost their voices in astonishment, and looked at the dragon platform in disbelief. The sinful dragon was unscathed, but the executioner was blown away?
In the Divine Firmament Palace, the Heavenly Emperor was startled, knowing that something had changed, and the next moment, a man of God flew to report.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, a red light lit up on Wei Hong's body, which sent the executioner flying!"

Many gods in the Shenxiao Palace also showed shock, and the Heavenly Emperor frowned, looking in the direction of Leihuo Erbu.

"Attack it with real thunder and real fire, and wipe out that sinful dragon!"

"Get the decree!"

In the Ministry of Thunder and the Fire Department, there are gods flying to the dragon-cutting platform, followed by real fire burning and sky thunder pouring.

Not to mention that Hong Wei can't bear the real fire of the heavens, even the dragon can't stand the real thunder of the five elements of the Leibu, not to mention being locked up by the Longtai.

"Boom--" "Boom--"

Thunder bursts in the sky, looking at the sky from above the earth, that piece of cloud turned into a cloud of bright red fire.

The thunder startled Li Qian and the old doctor to wake up, and also startled many people's hearts to jump, but it was clearly a sunny day.

"Thunder on a sunny day?" "Look, that cloud in the sky is so red!"

"Ah?" "Really!"

There were voices of astonishment from the people on the street, and then there were discussions everywhere in the city. Many people put down their work, the craftsmen who repaired the houses stopped, and people everywhere looked to the sky.

Li Qian and the old doctor also walked to the door of the medical hall.

"My lord, are you awake?"

"What happened? It's just thunder. Why are people outside so noisy?"

"Look, my lord, the large white clouds in the southwest have turned red, as if a fire is burning!"

Li Qian looked at the sky, and he saw a large cloud of fire, and even vaguely saw some changes that looked like fire, which was really strange.

In fact, not only the city of Dengzhou, but also all the counties and counties of Dengzhou, and even several states in the surrounding disaster-stricken areas can see the cloud in the sky.

Because that is not an ordinary cloud over a certain place, but the manifestation of the heavenly cloud platform in the naked eyes of mortals.

Chu Hang secretly looked at Yi Shuyuan, and saw that Mr. Yi was looking at the sky with a serious expression.

It seems that the execution did not go well!
In the Divine Firmament Palace, another god-man came to report.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, Hong Wei actually endured the real fire of the heavens and the real thunder of the five elements, how should he deal with it?"

"what?"

All the gods in the temple were shocked.

The Heavenly Emperor took a few steps and had already walked outside the Shenxiao Palace, followed by many gods in the palace.

The former looked to the east, and his hands behind his back were slightly clenched in his sleeves.

"What a Dragon Lord of the East China Sea!"

The Heavenly Emperor finally knew what the sentence "Let's wait for the cold dew" before the Dragon Lord left that day meant what it meant.

Do you think that Heavenly Court can't kill Hong Wei?
Hong Wei's death is definitely inevitable, but Ruohanlu Tianting can't kill him, whether he chooses another day to kill him, or handing him over to the Dragon Clan to take him away for execution, the Tianting will lose face.

"Heavenly Emperor, is it the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea who casts the spell?" "He is far away in the East China Sea, and he can cut the Dragon Terrace left and right for execution?"

"The magic power of the real dragon is so unbelievable?"

The Emperor shook his head slightly.

"This method is by no means easy to use, and it is absolutely impossible to have no cost, let alone impossible to break it"

"I'm going to kill him!"

Wu Quxing Junyue came out of the crowd, and took the initiative to invite Ying in front of the Emperor of Heaven. Seeing the Emperor of Heaven nodding, the former immediately turned into a ray of light and flew towards the dragon-cutting platform after bowing his hands.

The divine light illuminates the sky, and an iron whip shines brightly, falling towards the flower-scale dragon on the dragon-cutting platform.

"Death to evil—"

"Boom—" "Ah——"

Hong Wei let out a scream.

The entire dragon-cutting platform was shaking slightly, and bursts of brilliant lights flickered.

Wu Qu Xingjun was holding an iron whip, unable to stabilize his figure and retreated step by step. Every step made a "boom", like a thunder, and he could not stabilize his figure until he retreated to the edge of the dragon-cutting platform.

The scale armor on the neck of the flower-scale dragon over there was broken, and the dragon's blood dripped down, but it was still alive and well on the dragon-cutting platform.

Whether it was burning with real fire or watering with real thunder, or the iron whip of Wuqu Xingjun, Hong Wei could feel intense pain, but he was never chopped off.

The surrounding gods all looked at the Longtai in a daze, and even the drumming gods stopped.

On the other side of Yuntou, Lao Jiao Hongye's tense nerves gradually relaxed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the woman beside him was staring at the Longtai in a daze.

The other dragons around them also turned into human forms, and their faces also had expressions of astonishment. How could the Miscellaneous-patterned dragon have such skills that even the gods couldn't kill him?
"Father, did you cast a spell to save Wei'er?"

The woman suddenly became excited.

"I don't have such magic power, it's the Dragon King's work!"

"Have you forgiven Wei'er, Lord Long? He doesn't have to die?"

Surprise appeared on the woman's face, but Lao Jiao ignored it.

Even if Hong Wei can't die today, even if he can be brought back to East China Sea, what is waiting is a dead end, he just dies in another place.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, in the depths of the prison, Hong Jun, who had turned into a dragon, fell to the ground in pain, and beside him stood the Dragon King of the East China Sea who had turned into a human.

"Hong Jun, can you still hold on?"

Blood was dripping from the corner of Jiaolong's mouth, and he looked up at Lord Long who was close at hand.

"Go back, go back to Lord Long, I can still hold on, please ask Lord Long to save Wei'er's body and spare the Dragon Soul"

"Hmph, I can allow him to disperse his spirit, and don't even think about the reincarnation of the dragon soul!"

"Thank you, thank you Dragon Lord for your kindness"

It is almost impossible to loose spirits and walk through water, but there is always hope.

This cell is very huge, and the bottom has been described as a formation, like a dense array of charms forming chains, and its style is almost the same as that of Hong Wei who was locked in the Dragon Raising Terrace.

On the dragon-cutting stage, Wu Qu Xingjun had just stabilized his figure, and immediately raised his iron whip and rushed towards Hong Wei again.

"I don't believe I can't kill you—"

At the same time, in the prison of Dragon Palace, a vague shadow of a whip appeared above Hong Jun's head, and Lord Long almost immediately stretched out his hand to beat it.

"boom--"

The two dragons in the dragon-cutting platform and the prison of the Dragon Palace let out miserable howls at the same time.

But Wu Qu Xingjun'er was sent flying again, this time he flew upside down and out of the dragon-cutting platform, and dragged for a while in the sky before stabilizing.

In the prison of the Dragon Palace, Lord Long looked up to the west, as if looking at the distant sky through the sea.

"It's fine to kill Hong Wei at the Dragon Terrace, Heavenly Emperor, do it yourself!"

Outside the Divine Firmament Palace, another god-man flew to this side, half-kneeling outside the main hall to explain the situation, and the hearts of all the gods including the emperor sank.

"I report to the Emperor of Heaven that Wu Qu Xingjun has repeatedly whipped down, but still can't kill that evildoer."

On the dragon stage, Hong Wei was panting and suffering, and his amber eyes had turned red.

"Ho, ho, ho"

Hong Wei looked at his mother and grandfather in the distance, and then at the gods around him, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha, ahahahahaha. You can't kill me—you can't kill me—"

"hold head high--"

The flower-scaled flood dragon that was supposed to have no strength burst into a loud dragon chant at this moment, and bursts of black energy emerged from his body.

"Mother, grandpa—if the child dies under any god today, please ask the Dragon Clan to destroy all his temples in the world and destroy all his gods. I will let him have no incense to enjoy, and let him have no god position sit."

"hold head high--"

"So what if there is a flood? So what if you drown hundreds of thousands of mortals? What if you destroy Lingdong? Who can kill me, who dares to kill me—hahahahaha——"

Hong Wei's ferocious roar echoed throughout the sky, and the sound even reached the lower realm, it was no longer a simple thunder.

Because Hong Wei is completely crazy, he just wants everyone to hear, just wants everyone to hate him but he can't do anything about him.

Ordinary people actually have spiritual awareness, but it is often covered up. The situation at this moment is extremely special, because all the people in Lingdong were affected by the flood, and countless people had their relatives died in the flood.

Under the entanglement of Qi, thousands of people in Lingdong can vaguely hear the crazy and terrifying whistling sound amidst the thunder in the sky, as if they heard a demon dragon stretching its teeth and claws in the sky. , that is the evildoer who killed tens of thousands of people
Some people can hear it clearly, some people can feel the feeling vaguely but can't tell whether it's fear or anger, or some disbelief.

Or maybe there is some uncertainty, is it an auditory hallucination of thunder echoing, or is there really that sound.
Tens of thousands of people seem to be unable to do anything except pray for God's blessing at this moment.

Even the ghosts and gods on the ground in Dengzhou and other places looked at the sky, all showing resentful expressions, they are much clearer than ordinary people!
Li Qian, Chu Hang, the old doctor Cheng Luo, as well as the young apprentices and guards also looked at the sky with horror at this moment.

"Did you hear that?" "It seems that there are really monsters shouting."

Chu Hang looked at Yi Shuyuan, who also looked restless.

"Who can kill me, who dares to kill me—"

The voice from the sky was heard very clearly in Yi Shuyuan's ears, his eyes narrowed slightly looking at the distant sky, it turned out that this was the backhand of the Dragon Clan!
"Sir, this is so irritating!"

Hui Mian's paws were tightly grasping Yi Shuyuan's collar, gnashing his teeth with hatred!
At this moment, Yi Shuyuan sighed and suddenly smiled, maybe this is also an opportunity.

Yi Shuyuan withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back to the medical hall, except for Chu Hang, the rest of the people who were paying attention to the sky did not notice.

"Mr. Yi, you" "Sir, shouldn't we go to heaven?"

"Don't worry, I'm just tired."

Yi Shuyuan said something to Chu Hang, as if telling Hui Mian, and then he lay down on a deck chair, and his divine sense was thrown away almost instantly, and he ascended to the sky in just a moment.

At the moment of facing the sky, Yi Shuyuan had thoughts in his heart, as if he could feel the emotions of thousands of disaster victims at this moment.

And thanks to the immortal statue in Changfeng Mansion, he is no stranger to the way of incense.

Recalling the words with Huang Hongchuan, and feeling the thoughts of thousands of people in Lingdong at this moment, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have a sense of ascension at this moment when the body of spiritual thoughts ascended to the sky, and he took the initiative to sink into this feeling. like a dream
The body of divine sense can only travel far away, but it seems that it can see but can't do anything, but is this really the case?

Yi Shuyuan's spiritual body flew faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the Tianting Yuntai, and he could already see the Longtai from a distance.

But at this moment, Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes. He seemed to see the flood once erupted, the people struggling in the water, and countless floating corpses. He heard shouts, resentment, sorrow, and hope after
At the same time, Yi Shuyuan also seems to be able to feel the prayers of the people at this moment, and feel the hesitation and fear in their hearts.
The essence of incense is the power of wishes in the world, and gods were born in response to the prayers of all peoples!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan, as an immortal, radiates his spiritual thoughts to take the initiative to accept the incense accumulated in the statue of Changfeng Mansion himself, and even radiates his spiritual thoughts to mobilize the will power of the disaster victims all over the world.

Today, I will borrow the power of the vows of thousands of people!
The so-called transformation of the gods is naturally difficult to achieve with an ordinary flesh and blood body, even if it is a fairy body, there are many difficulties, but who said that the way of transformation itself is immutable?

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's body, which seemed to be invisible and insubstantial, suddenly burst into golden light.
With this point of golden light shining, countless golden lights seemed to converge from the earth, and a golden radiance went straight from the direction of Dengzhou land to the sky cloud platform, causing many heavenly soldiers and generals and the dragons who came to look sideways.

Yin Chen also appeared in Yi Shuyuan's hands in an invisible form.

At this moment, in the direction of Dengzhou City, the Tianzi Sword flew into the sky with a little bit of cold light, and was included in the fan of Yinchen, on which appeared the image of ten thousand people granting the sword!
In the golden light, the changes in Yi Shuyuan's operation also took place instantly
There are gods and men manifested in the golden light.

This god steps on golden boots with flowing clouds, wears a silver-bottomed golden scale armor, and wears a crown of taixu soaring to the sky.

A bit of cold light flew from below, merged into the blade, and gathered the power of all people!
When the golden light flew to the heavens, he was already a shining god, with long hair tied up in a bun as black as ink, his cold face glowing with frost, his sword-browed eyes were full of spirit, and a red mark on his forehead was like fire.
This kind of breath, this kind of divine light, not to mention the dragon clan, even many gods have never seen it before.

And the god-man flew with light from the beginning to the end, without stopping at all!
At the moment of astonishment, the man of God had already flown to the Longtai, and crossed with the Wuqu Xingjun in mid-air.
"I am the true king of Mingling, Mieer, Xiansheng, born in response to the wishes of all people in the world. If the dragon family has the courage, go to my temple."

"Demon-evil-shou-death-"

The blade fell, obviously very fast, but it gave people an illusion of slowness, it was more like seeing the disaster victims praying through the light of the knife.
This sword was cast on behalf of the people of the world.

This knife is sure to kill!

"moo"

Hong Wei's terrified dragon cry stopped abruptly.

"puff"

The light of the knife streaked across the dragon-cutting platform, and swept towards the distant sky.

"Boom"

The entire dragon-cutting platform shook, a burst of blood shot out, and a faucet of the flower-scale dragon rolled down from the dragon-cutting platform
At the same time, in the entire Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the ocean currents were turbulent, and the Dragon Palace was shaking. Many aquariums inside were startled and hesitant, not knowing what happened.

Hong Jun in the prison hadn't let out a half-wailed wail, and at this moment, the dragon's head fell to the ground.
In the vibration of the surrounding water, Long Jun couldn't help stepping back a few steps, looking at his hand in astonishment.

There is a red mark on the palm, and the dark red dragon's blood is slowly oozing out.

The Emperor of Heaven made a move? ——
PS: Ask for a ticket, I forgot at the beginning of the month
(End of this chapter)