My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 408 There are five phoenixes in the sky

But manpower is limited, but the power of nature is endless.

In the dark, it seems that it has its own destiny.

Every time the Han people expedited efforts to expel and kill one, another one was born from heaven and earth.

This was the punishment of Tianming, who had helped Han Ting conquer the world, for Han Ting's failure to keep its promise.

Destiny rotates, and the years are numbered.

Kings conquered each other, relatives usurped power, brothers killed each other, demons deceived the people——

In the end, Hanting finally chose to re-enter the embrace of Huode when it was at the end of its rope.

But it was already too late.

The Han Dynasty declined irrevocably, and Huode also declined and fell into sleep.

He was already so weak that he didn't even have time to break the seal and take back the slave he released to the earth before falling asleep into the heavens.

Thousands of years have passed like this, until now, this legendary abominable thing has finally come to the world again.

There are five phoenixes in the world, and each of the five phoenixes has five colors. There is one for auspiciousness, and four for evil. The four who resemble the phoenix are both demons.

The monster in front of him looked at Zhu Houcong who looked quite miserable in front of him, and let out a cry of joy.

Those red eyes showed undisguised malice towards the humans in front of them.

The firebird in front of him was covered in a red color that was more brilliant than blood.

It means that His coming will cause death and carnage that humans have never imagined.

He releases fire and can control the water veins of the world.

Therefore, light can make ten suns fly into the sky and evaporate the earth.

It can also change the course of the river and stop the flow of water.

On the barren land, in order to survive, the people can only turn into refugees and bandits, killing each other, eating everything, and finally devouring themselves.

Zhu Houcong looked at the scarlet flames burning on the water in front of him. The blessing of the great destiny made him immediately understand the nature of the things in front of him.

The dependents of the old fire virtue destiny——

"You have done many evil deeds, and I will punish them from heaven now——"

Zhu Houcong jumped up and swung his sword towards the evil beast in front of him, which was obviously malicious.

The injury he had just suppressed made his heart beat rapidly.

The sound like beating war drums spread throughout the underground palace, causing all strangers, even those who passed through the secret passages left by their predecessors.

At this time, the Luo Jiao witch who had sneaked into the depths of the underground palace and had just beheaded the White Lotus Saint was groping for the bloody "Maitreya Salvation Sutra" from Tang Xiuying's headless body and putting it into her arms. .

At this moment, he couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the northeast with shock on his face.

I thought of the part of the underground palace that was said to be the most dangerous and could not be fully explored even by the combined efforts of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and now such a voice came out.

The water mist visible to the naked eye in the underground palace and the subsequent drought that robbed all the water vapor further proved how dangerous the ongoing battle was.

The beating sound of the heart is like thunder from the sky, making people tremble in their hearts.

"Is that human being--"

At this time, the madness on Luo Zhi's face could not help but fade away, and there was a bit of fear in her words.

Not just her, in fact, for most humans, there is essentially no difference between Zhu Houcong and the ghosts and gods who devour the earth.

It's just that Zhu Houcong's method of plundering the world was more gentle. He used tax collectors to ask for sacrifices from the people, and used imperial examinations to select his sacrifices and warriors to help him achieve his goals.

Zhu Houcong's current goal is to expel all demons on the earth except himself.

Face this abomination that preys on the land before you.

The real dragon on the ground also raised its head and roared, announcing that it would defend its territory to the death.

"Xuanxuan is really hot!"

A white light of several feet struck towards the monster in front of him.

On the other side, Zhu Houcong summoned a fire dragon composed of three Yang Xuanhuo to occupy the area around the bronze Chang Ge who had just killed Yang Hou.

As this place is connected to the water veins again. The Yang Hou that should have exhausted the last remaining strength under Chang Ge's suppression and completely dissipated in the world within a few months is now showing signs of recovery.

Zhu Houcong would never allow this to happen.

The intelligence of the monster in front of him was obviously very high.

He didn't even hesitate and mobilized the true water in the air to break through the fire dragon's blockade.

Come and help Yanghou get out of trouble.

Regardless of success or failure, it will consume a lot of energy from the powerful human being in front of him.

The sword light was easily dodged by the divine bird in front of him, and then the Prince Qin Sword that fell from Zhu Houcong's hand also failed.

The battle experience of the monster in front of him was truly terrifying. Feeling the injuries on his body that had been forcibly suppressed, and the faint signs of backlash in the harsh environment created by the thing in front of him, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but feel his heart sinking.

This will probably be a tough battle.

A quick victory seemed impossible.

The thing in front of him was not only extremely intelligent, but even the divine fire spell that Zhu Houcong relied on most seemed to have no effect on it.

Thinking about it, Zhu Houcong waved the Qin King Sword.

The spiritual energy in the limbs and bones rotates at a high speed.

He must deal with what is in front of him with all his strength. If nothing can be done, he must find some outside help.

"Cut the water veins!"

Zhang Fawei on the other side finally got up from the ground. His head was still dizzy from the huge impact just now.

After hearing Zhu Houcong's words, he suppressed the surge of blood in his mouth and started to set up the formation again with the remaining Longhushan disciples beside him.

"In the vast Fengdu, there are many diamond mountains, spiritual treasures with immeasurable light, and caves shining on the flaming pond. The ghosts of the seventh ancestors are accompanied by auspicious cloud banners, and their concentration and wisdom are born in lotus flowers. They ascend to the eternal peace of God!"

Since ancient times, there have been only a few Taoists who have become immortals and ancestors.

There are very few people who can have the Yang Shen leave the body.

Most people spend their whole lives just being human beings.

Several strong soldiers can claim it.

As for the Xuan Feng and the True Dragon's pincer attack just now, plus the sworn enemy of the Three Days Faith, the ghost god Yang Hou of the Six Days Old Qi fought with Zhu Houcong, even those Taoist masters who are called real people can't interfere.

Once it is affected, the casualties will be so heavy.

Zhang Fawei watched helplessly not far away, his eldest brother's most valued disciple who disappeared into the waves. If it were not for his eldest nephew, I am afraid that this person would be the current headmaster of Longhu Mountain.

At this time, he was dragged into the underground river outside the earth wall by a wave of waste.

Without even a sound, it was reduced to ashes amidst the burning red flames floating on the water.

These abominations—

When can humans be freed from this?

Zhang Fawei stabilized his mind again.

Start chanting the Five Mountains Mantra and try to re-sever the connection between this place and the underground water veins.

"Daozhang Zhang! How long will it take!"

Over there, Yu Dayou, who was leaning against the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood again.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard all over his body.

His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and he shouted in the direction of Zhang Fawei and others.

But no one answered.

As the divine curse fell, Zhang Fawei solemnly took out the dagger engraved with runes from his arms.

The eyes of the remaining Longhu Mountain Taoist priests around him met, and they both aimed at their own hearts.

The rituals have been arranged, and now it is time to offer sacrifices to Sanqingtian.

(End of this chapter)