I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 127 Taiyi Mingyue Immortal Flying Knife [asking for monthly ticket]

"How dare you, a creature covered in fur and feathers and born from an egg, be so presumptuous!"

Taiyi Zhenren felt extremely aggrieved. This time he brought shame upon himself to Jiejiao!
The dignified Taiyi Golden Immortal was unable to defeat a mere group of Golden Immortals.

However, just as Taiyi Zhenren was passing through the East China Sea with golden light on his way back to his own Taoist temple, a thick fog suddenly rose from the East China Sea and trapped him in an instant.

"How brave!"

Although Taiyi Zhenren's magic power had been consumed by more than half at this time, he was not made of clay.

The moment the formation appeared, Taiyi Zhenren showed a look of shock and anger.

"What a great disciple of Jiejiao! If you are so cruel, I will send you off!"

When he raised his hand, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover appeared. Faced with this trap, Taiyi Zhenren became furious. In his heart, he thought that this was a group of disciples from the Jiejiao who intercepted him halfway.

Although he was furious, he was not a fool, so his attack was a thundering one.

However, just as the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was emitting its majestic power and attacking the formation, intending to use the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover to directly shatter the trap, suddenly a faint golden light flashed and appeared.

At the moment when this golden light hit the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, Taiyi Zhenren in the distance suddenly groaned, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"My magic weapon!"

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, which was emitting terrifying aura just now, lost all its power in an instant, slowly changed into its original form and fell into the palm of a hand.

"Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, it's quite extraordinary!"

I saw that the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover in his palm was actually a transparent glass cover, but inside the cover there were nine lifelike fire dragons wandering.

Looking at the magic treasure in his hand, Emperor Xin smiled indifferently, and there was a winged copper coin stuck to the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

It is the falling treasure and money.

The falling treasure coins are in the shape of a round copper coin with a square hole, with wings on the left and right sides, and the inscription of the Heavenly Dao looming on them. They can drop innate spiritual treasures, except for weapons.

"My magic weapon!"

At this moment, Emperor Xin appeared and took his treasure with just a wave of his hand. Taiyi Zhenren's face was filled with shock.

He couldn't tell the man in front of him had any cultivation level, but he took away his innate spiritual treasure with just a wave of his hand, and he couldn't even sense any connection with his soul.

"You are a quasi-saint!"

In the eyes of Taiyi Zhenren, only a quasi-saint could have such magical powers.

Emperor Xin relied on the luck of being the King of Men to conceal his cultivation level, so the other party naturally could not see it.

"not good!"

The next moment, Taiyi Zhenren, without any hesitation, directly used his magical power of spreading golden light across the earth, trying to escape from here.

In order to escape, Taiyi Zhenren even threw out his precious whisk, preparing to self-destruct to create a gap in the trap.

Boom!

With the terrifying explosion of the magic treasure, a big hole appeared in the trap prepared by Emperor Xin. Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but reveal a look of hope and wanted to escape with excitement on his face.

However, a cold voice echoed behind him.

"Please baby, turn around!"

In an instant, a terrifying sense of crisis arose, which made Taiyi Zhenren more frightened than ever in his life.

Even in ancient times when they helped Xuanyuan fight against Chiyou, they had never faced such a great crisis.

The other party showed no mercy and came just to kill him!

Taiyi Zhenren looked back in fear and saw a figure holding a yellow gourd in the distance, looking at him calmly. He showed a look of fear and quickly opened his mouth and exclaimed:

"I am a disciple of the Saint of Yuxu Palace..."

However, a ray of white light flashed by, and Taiyi Zhenren's eyes became bloodshot in an instant. At this moment, he showed a look of disbelief.

A ray of white light flashed between the brows of the soul.

"How dare you! How dare you..."

In his last moments of consciousness, Taiyi Zhenren looked at the figure in the distance with a hoarse and unwilling voice, his eyes filled with resentment.

"You are worthy of being a disciple of a saint. Yuanshi really loves you!"

At this moment, Emperor Xin appeared in front of Taiyi Zhenren, holding the divine whip in his hand, and hit Taiyi Zhenren between his eyebrows.

In an instant the golden light shattered, Taiyi Zhenren's soul screamed, and was eventually sent to the list of gods by Emperor Xin's divine whip.

Looking at the Investiture of the Gods as a whole, one thing can be discovered, that is, Jiang Ziya and Nezha of the Orthodox School have both died, but have not yet been included in the Investiture of the Gods.

Let’s not talk about the fact that Jiang Ziya was the one destined to be a god, but what about Nezha?

You know, Shiji was on the List of Gods, but Nezha was not on it just because it wasn't his fate?
Obviously, this is a method used by Yuanshi Tianzun of the Chan Sect to protect his shortcomings.

Sure enough, just as Emperor Xin expected, the soul of Taiyi Zhenren was protected by the power of a saint. If he died, he would not be directly included in the List of Gods.

This is also the reason why Nezha was resurrected in a lotus.

Unfortunately, this time he met Emperor Xin.

First, the falling treasure money directly dropped Taiyi Zhenren’s greatest reliance, the innate spiritual treasure.

Taiyi Zhenren, who was already terrified, could not tell the depth of Emperor Xin's cultivation. He was frightened and had consumed most of his magic power, so he naturally chose to escape.

Later he was beheaded by Emperor Xin's Flying Sword!

At the last moment, Emperor Xin used his divine whip to send Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, to the List of Gods.

And it’s his List of Gods!
"go!"

At the moment of sending Taiyi Zhenren to the List of Gods, Emperor Xin did not hesitate at all and released a ray of Samadhi True Fire with just a raise of his hand.

He directly burned Taiyi Zhenren's body to ashes, and finally, without any hesitation, he turned into a golden light and escaped.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

At the moment when Taiyi Zhenren passed away, one of the twelve golden lamps in Yuxu Palace suddenly went out!

"who is it!"

Inside the Yuxu Palace, the sage Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting in the clouds, suddenly opened his eyes and a look of anger appeared on his face.

The black eyes looked at the extinguished golden lamp in Yuxu Palace, and Yuanshi Tianzun was furious at this moment.

The twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching were connected in destiny. At the moment when Taiyi Zhenren fell, the other eleven golden immortals in their respective caves showed expressions of shock and anger.

They were terrified and clearly felt a sense of discomfort and oppression!

What’s more important is luck!
Their luck plummeted!
It can be said that no matter who dies among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School, as long as one is missing, the great formation of luck set up by Yuanshi Tianzun himself will be broken.

The Twelve Golden Immortals are not that simple, so Yuanshi Tianzun naturally made careful arrangements.

The twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching are connected in destiny, and they prosper together and suffer together.

"Who killed my beloved disciple?"

Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace was furious. His deep black eyes seemed to be able to see through the three realms. In an instant, his gaze appeared above the East China Sea.

Although the current situation is chaotic, he is a saint!

Now his disciple was in trouble again. With the help of the soul lamp and the power of a saint, he finally found the place where his disciple had the accident last time.

"East China Sea!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, and not only Kunlun Mountain was covered with dark clouds and thunder.

Even the sky above Chentang Pass was suddenly filled with thunder, as if there was an endless calamity.

The sage Tongtian, who was far away on Jinao Island in the East China Sea, also opened his eyes, looked towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain, and couldn't help but reveal a contemptuous smile.

"Second brother, the killing calamity has begun. Those who are on the list have their destiny. How can you be a saint if you are so angry?"

Under the indifferent smile of Tongtian Jiaozhu, it was obvious that he was mocking Yuanshi Tianzun for not having the dignity of a saint. He couldn't stand losing!
At the same time, Shiji and the twelve disciples of Jiejiao came to see him outside Jin'ao Island. He naturally understood everything after seeing them burning incense and praying.

"But! Who on earth is so bold as to kill Second Brother's disciple?"

The leader of the Jiejiao sect, Tongtian, also had a look of suspicion on his face, and he even looked vaguely towards the west with a frown on his face.

"Could it be that the people in the West want to provoke the Eastern Conferred God Killing Tribulation?"

Just as Master Tongtian was secretly guessing and doubting, Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace was even more furious.

Under the majesty and strength of the saint, he seemed to have traveled through time and space in an instant and appeared directly above the East China Sea.

At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun was so majestic without even getting angry that the entire East China Sea was surging with waves as if an infinite calamity had arrived.

The aquatic creatures in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea were all terrified, and even the Dragon King of the East China Sea prostrated on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to pay homage to the saint.

"This is!"

A majestic voice seemed to come from the sky above the East China Sea, and the next moment the horrifying vision disappeared in the East China Sea.

Yuxu Palace!
"Traces of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!"

At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun was full of anger, good!

The mere remnants of the demon clan actually dared to plot against his disciples!
There were still obvious traces of this familiar magical treasure in the sky above the East China Sea.

The Flying Sword of Immortal Beheading is a magical treasure of Donghuang Taiyi in ancient times in this ancient world. It is notorious in the war between wizards and demons.

Especially as this was a treasure that he had obtained from Mount Buzhou, how could Yuanshi Tianzun admit his mistake!
"Good! What a great demon race!"

When he said this, Yuanshi Tianzun looked up in anger at the chaos outside the thirty-three heavens.

"Junior sister! You must give me an explanation for this matter!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious and directly believed that Nuwa was behind this matter.

After all, after the final battle between the wizards and the liches, both the wizards and the liches completely withdrew from the stage.

Now, the only one supporting the demon clan is Nuwa.

Outside the thirty-three heavens, in the Nuwa Palace, a Taoist temple opened up in the chaos, Nuwa was suddenly visited by Yuanshi Tianzun, who demanded an explanation. She was already full of anger, and now she was even angrier.

"Yuanshi! How dare you!"

Nuwa stared at Yuanshi Tianzun angrily. She already had enough headaches, and recently she seemed to have discovered a little secret. This saint had always been feeling depressed.

And she still needs to explain the result?

"Nuwa!"

Passing through the void, Yuanshi Tianzun appeared directly in the chaos, and when he raised his hand, Pangu Banner appeared in his palm.

Nuwa was also angry and attacked directly with the red hydrangea in her palm.

"Yuanshi, you are too presumptuous!"

"Nuwa! Do you really think you are still like before you became a saint?"

Yuanshi's words further stimulated Nuwa.

Thinking back to the past, if Nuwa wasn’t the number one person under the saint, she must have been among the top three.

As a result, since becoming a saint, I have been feeling so depressed!

It was extremely difficult to improve her cultivation. She even found that she was being plotted against everywhere, and it was obvious that there was a big hand behind the scenes.

Back then, she could beat two people like Yuanshi alone!

As a result, they are all very awesome now.

"Great! Great Yuanshi! Great Sanqing!"

Nuwa was also completely furious, with endless coldness in her eyes. She had endured this humiliation for so many years, and today she had had enough.

Holy place, right?

You are plotting against me, right?

You are all waiting. This time, I will not stop until I turn this world upside down!
Just as the two saints Yuanshi Tianzun and Nuwa were fighting in the chaos, Taiqing Laozi on Mount Shouyang frowned.

Looking up in the direction of chaos, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, then he closed his eyes again and fell into enlightenment.

The Taiqing Laozi of this world was calm and indifferent, as if there was nothing for him to worry about in this vast world.

After all, he is the chief saint of this ancient world, Taiqing Laozi.

However, after seeing the great battle in the chaos, Tongtian, the leader of Jin'ao Island, sneered indifferently.

"It seems that the demons are trying to fish in troubled waters, not knowing whether they will live or die!"

In their eyes, this should be the demon clan's plan to stir up troubled waters and then take advantage of the situation to revive the demon clan.

In the ancient world, as the saints were fighting in the chaos, a free and easy cultivator in the ancient world was smiling. However, when he saw this scene, he was stunned.

"Lu Ya! The fact that you used the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife to kill the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect has been exposed, why don't you run away!"

Nuwa transmitted her voice through the power of the saint, and immediately Lu Ya's ears were filled with Nuwa's angry voice.

However, Lu Ya was dumbfounded at this moment!

Even staring with eyes wide open!

"Me? Kill the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect? Or use the flying knife of Zhixian?"

At this time, Lu Ya stared with wide eyes in disbelief, and then looked down at the yellow gourd around his waist, his face full of aggrieved.

next moment!
Without any hesitation, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the wilderness, while replying in frustration:
"My Lady, Lu Ya didn't have it! Really not!"

Taoist Lu Ya felt so wronged that he almost wanted to crash himself to death on Mount Kunlun to make his case to everyone that he did not do it!
"Who is it! Who is it!"

At this time, Taoist Lu Ya roared angrily to the sky, he was full of grievance and anger.

His Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword is still there, how is that possible!

And he's not out of his mind!

In this world, Lu Ya is the tenth son of Donghuang Taiyi. Yes! And no!

Lu Ya is originally the treasure within fire, the essence of the earth, and the spirit of Samadhi.

But in ancient times, Houyi shot down the sun. Although Donghuang Taiyi arrived in time, the last Golden Crow was still severely damaged.

In order to obtain the last bloodline of the Three-legged Golden Crow, Donghuang Taiyi used his great magical powers to capture Lu Ya Daojun and finally destroyed his intelligence.

The last Golden Crow was reborn from the fire with the help of Lu Ya, the spirit of fire!
"damned!"

Taoist Lu Ya felt very aggrieved, thinking that he had been plotted against in ancient times and almost died.

After much difficulty, he cultivated great supernatural powers, but ended up with the demon clan falling into decline, and now the saints of heaven and earth are respected.

He originally wanted to join a saint, and he was interested in the Chan Sect and the Western Sect.

Who would have thought that before the Chan sect even showed any sign of goodwill, he would have to bear the blame.

Or the big blame of killing the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect, which almost made Lu Ya bite his teeth.

OMG!

If he takes on this blame, I'm afraid even if he goes to seek refuge with the Two Saints of the West, they may not accept him!

Just when Taoist Master Lu Ya was feeling aggrieved and taking the blame and running away, Nezha, the only disciple of Taoist Taiyi, came to Wulong Mountain in a panic.

The man behind all this, Emperor Xin, was hiding in the human dynasty. Taking advantage of the chaos in the world and the cover of his luck as the King of Man, he calmly looked at the chaos in this world.

“The killing calamity of the Conferred God! This is called a killing calamity!”

(End of this chapter)