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

Chapter 93: The Underworld, the Avatar of Emperor Xin

Mount Sumeru in the West!
"Zhunti!"

Hong Yun looked at Mount Xumi in disbelief as the mountain protection formation was activated, filled with shock and anger!
He escaped all the way from Tanggu, and you promised to help him!

He had good intentions and ran all the way here, but what he ended up seeing was that Mount Sumeru was closed. His excuse was simple: he had some insights and was in seclusion!

"Hongyun, you idiot, you are being plotted against and you don't even know it, you deserve to die!"

Di Jun looked at Hong Yun coldly. It was foolish of him to trust others easily and think that he should be punished for what others owed him.

Haven’t you heard that when a person dies, his debts are forgiven?

"Western religion!"

Hong Yun's unwilling roar echoed throughout the far west, but it was fate that made it so.

Hong Yun, the top powerful person in the prehistoric world, is known for his ability to bring good karma together with the world. When facing a crisis, Zhen Yuanzi is the only one in the prehistoric world who tries his best to rescue him.

It's extremely ironic!
In the ancient times, it has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak!

……

Zixiao Palace.

Kunpeng had no time to care about what happened in the ancient times. The moment he returned to the heaven, he was taken to the Zixiao Palace by the Taoist Ancestor with his great supernatural powers.

In the huge Zixiao Palace, Daozu was the only one looking at him with narrowed eyes.

"teacher!"

Kunpeng looked at Daozu Hongjun and saluted respectfully, feeling a little numb at the look in his eyes.

"May I ask what you have to teach me? I will definitely not let you down."

However, Daozu Hongjun narrowed his eyes, and finally nodded and said: "Kunpeng, you are very good!"

The Taoist Ancestor is praising someone!
However, Kunpeng saw a cold light in Hongjun Daozu's eyes.

"Kunpeng, you have done very well. Today I will give you two treasures."

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun waved his hand, and the next moment a force of heaven came, and in an instant a touch of Taoism shot into Kunpeng's eyebrows.

Kunpeng suddenly realized that he could use this Taoist rhyme and borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao.

When another treasure fell into his hands, it turned out to be a magic whip and a golden list. It turned out to be the List of Gods and the Divine Whip.

Seeing these two treasures, Kunpeng was still a little confused, but Daozu Hongjun looked at him meaningfully and said, "The two worlds have the same origin. You resurrected with the remnant of Dong Wanggong. Do you really think I haven't discovered it?"

"If the prehistoric world had not yet been promoted, I might not have noticed it, but this world is far from being comparable to the prehistoric world in another world. The mysteries of the world are endless..."

As Daoist Patriarch Hongjun continued to speak, Kunpeng’s eyes widened.

Good fellow! Who says that Hongjun, who loves the world so much, can't be an old pervert?

wrong!

Who says Hongjun in this world doesn't have any plans?

Your Hongjun from another world wants to swallow up this world, and similarly, their Hongjun of Great Love also wants to swallow up your primitive world.

After discovering the methods left by Hongjun from another world, Hongjun remained calm and acted as if nothing had ever happened.

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

Kunpeng asked cautiously, and Hongjun nodded with a smile on his face: "If he doesn't take action, how can he reveal his flaws!"

"If he hadn't done something so dreadful, how could he have brought down such enormous karma and divine punishment?"

When he said this, Daozu Hongjun showed a mysterious smile, as if telling Kunpeng that he was no pushover either, and he shouldn't take the other world too seriously.

We are all the same, each has his own strengths.

"Under the monstrous karma and punishment from heaven, as long as Lord Dong uses the power of Heaven, I can take this opportunity to connect with the Heaven of the Great Desolation in another world!"

"You must know that Hongjun is the Way of Heaven, but the Way of Heaven is not Hongjun!"

"When connecting to another world..."

With a smile, Daoist Patriarch Hongjun was almost telling Kunpeng that the other party had plans, and he also had plans.

If Hongjun from another world wants to devour Honghuang, the Heavenly Dao will instinctively reject him, so they will naturally become allies, and he has also made contact.

More importantly, you, Kunpeng, also have a backup plan in another world.

"Teacher, are you saying that your method will also be detected by the other party, but it is intentional!?"

Kunpeng is not a fool. He immediately understood what Daozu meant. This was clearly to protect him.

After all, both sides were in a battle of heaven-level strength, and they never thought that an ant like him would be able to sneak in.

"Kunpeng, the two worlds are in chaos, the way of heaven is being devoured..."

In the Zixiao Palace, the tempting voice of Daoist Patriarch Hongjun echoed, which made Kunpeng immersed in shock and this huge pie when he returned to the Heaven.

Heaven!

"This list of gods!"

Kunpeng opened his eyes wide, looking at the treasure in his hand, he couldn't help but admire that he was worthy of being the Taoist Ancestor, who dared to plot against the heaven and earth and wanted to devour the ancient world.

The other one is not much different!

"Use your own list of gods to confer titles on the gods of another world!"

Kunpeng's eyes widened at this operation. He really deserves to be the ancestor of Taoism.

It turned out that in the previous battle between the two Dao Ancestors, although it seemed that their side suffered a loss, they actually learned some information.

Taking this opportunity, Daozu contacted the Honghuang Heavenly Dao in another world and learned about the other party's plan through induction.

The Taoist Ancestor from another world was planning to use the Investiture of the Gods to cause a war among saints. He was not sure how to carry it out specifically, but he knew that the Investiture of the Gods was conceived with the power of Heaven.

Therefore, after the Taoist ancestors of their world learned about it, they also used the power of heaven and earth to create an identical rare treasure, the List of Gods.

It was given to Kunpeng because Kunpeng has a soul in another world.

The other world's primordial heaven and earth was being eroded. He only needed to destroy the other party's plan, or build a channel for the two worlds to merge before the other party completely eroded the heaven and earth. At that time, he would be the second ancestor of the primordial world.

"What kind of saint is this! Is there any Daozu incense?"

At this time Kunpeng's face was full of excitement. What a bullshit saint. Others were either struggling to pursue the path of enlightenment or waiting to become saints, but his goal was directly to be the Tao Ancestor.

From the beginning, Honghuang belonged to everyone, and now Honghuang is his Kunpeng’s home!

Can this be the same?
Kunpeng even exclaimed that Daozu (the old capitalist) was really amazing (6). With such a big pie in the sky, he was about to become a worker in the prehistoric world.

However, when Kunpeng was excited in the Heavenly Palace, the Taoist Ancestor in the Zixiao Palace also summoned Nuwa and Houtu over respectively.

They all used almost the same method of painting a rosy picture, which aroused the huge ambitions of the two.

Wa Palace.

When Nuwa returned to the dojo, she immediately revealed a domineering smile.

"What head of female fairies, what saint! If I want to be a fairy, I want to be the female fairy of the ancient Taoism in another world!"

Nuwa clenched her jade hands into fists, with endless arrogance in her eyes, and glanced at Xi Kunlun with contempt.

"The head of the female fairies! Humph! I will personally confer one upon you when the time comes."

When talking about the head of the female fairies, Nuwa didn't know what she was thinking of, but her eyes looked towards the direction of the six reincarnations in the sea of ​​blood, and she couldn't help squinting.

"Sister Hou Tu, I will personally appoint you as the chief of the female fairies in the future. No! The chief of the female saints!"

The underworld, the six realms of reincarnation.

Hou Tu, who had also just returned from Zixiao Palace, had a gentle look but an expression that was difficult to suppress.

After a long while, Hou Tu took a deep breath and raised her head to look at the Taoist temple in the Empress Wa Palace.

"Saint!? I will personally preach in the future!"

……

Zixiao Palace.

Daozu Hongjun sighed melancholy. It was really not easy for him to live for the ancient world.

"Even if the three backup plans fail, delaying the time for Heavenly Dao to be swallowed up shouldn't be a problem!"

Daoist ancestor Hongjun looked into the chaos with deep eyes, as if he had seen the ruined ancient world with a false peaceful atmosphere.

"Kunpeng, Hou Tu, and Nuwa!"

Then Hongjun looked at the three people he valued most in the prehistoric world.

He is not just making empty promises, as long as it can be done!
When the two worlds merge, the heaven and earth will ascend, and the world will expand infinitely all of a sudden. It won't be a problem to add one or even three more Daozu positions!

Hongjun's face was full of smiles, he would not lose out no matter what.

……

Another wild and desolate world.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, six saints emitting terrifying auras, sat in the Zixiao Palace.

After Daozu Hongjun appeared, he looked around at all the saints in this world with an indifferent expression.

The Saint Taiqing of this world sighed helplessly and spoke first: "Teacher, if none of the three religions sign the agreement at this time, the killing will begin! The three religions will all rely on fate to confer gods."

In the Zixiao Palace, Nuwa was watching the show with an attitude of indifference, while Jie Yin and Zhunti kept their heads down and said nothing. It was important not to get into trouble at this time.

However, Sage Tongtian snorted coldly, while Sage Yuanshi on the side nodded indifferently and arrogantly, even more proud than the Yuanshi from another primitive world.

"Teacher, our three religions are discussing the Conferred Godship, and the decision on who will be on the list depends on fate!"

As the Three Pure Ones spoke in unison, Hongjun, who was sitting at the top, slowly opened his eyes. He looked at his side's calculations and saw that the root of the Three Pure Ones' rebellion had already been laid. He nodded and said:

"Can!"

"This time, the great calamity of heaven and earth is divided into three levels. Those with deep roots and practices will achieve the path of immortals. Those with lesser roots and practices will achieve the path of gods. Those with shallow roots and practices will achieve the path of humans, but will still follow the calamity of reincarnation."

As he spoke, Hongjun took out a whip and a list.

"These two, one is the Conferred God List, and the other is the God-Slaying Whip, both are rare treasures of the Heavenly Dao. The Conferred God List is used to entrust the true spirit, and the God-Slaying Whip can hit gods, but not humans or immortals. As for the Conferred God List, you saints can discuss how to fill it out."

As the saints left, the Zixiao Palace returned to its former tranquility. However, the Taoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes and looked into the chaos, as if he was looking at another world.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi! Saint!"

Hongjun showed a sarcastic smile on his face. The calamity aura confused his mind. So what even if he was a saint!

This world is just his chessboard!

Over the long years, the two worlds have been moving in two extremely different directions of development since ancient times.

One is taking the path of ascending from the ancient times. The ancient world was prosperous, and over endless years, the human race became one of the myriad races, and there were many people practicing cultivation.

The human race mainly cultivates dynasties.

However, in contrast to this desolate world, there is a sense of weirdness.

Although there is a supreme saint, the spiritual energy in this ancient world is thin. Not only the human race, but all races have pitifully few cultivators.

Even this primitive world is far less vast than the other primitive world.

… Thousands of years have passed since the ten suns appeared in the sky and Nuwa repaired the sky.

On this day, a powerful aura suddenly emerged among the human race, which made countless powerful people in the world feel something.

After Kunlun Mountain's Yuanshi opened his eyes, he could not help but say, "Demon Clan!"

After Taiqing of Shouyang Mountain opened his eyes, he looked at the human race for just a glance and then closed his eyes. However, his first disciple Xuandu gave the human race a complicated look.

"Then I feel relieved!"

As one of the first human beings, Xuan Du secretly felt safe and secure. Ever since he joined the Human Religion, he had never cared about the human race.

In the East China Sea, Tongtian of Jinao Island opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the human race, and smiled.

"Haha, what a great Fuxi! What a great demon race!"

Heaven!

Kunpeng opened his light golden eyes and looked at the drastic change in the fortune of the human race. Although he was surprised, he also showed an expression of expectation.

"What a great Emperor Xi! He is really good at scheming!"

"Sure enough! This Fuxi joined the demon tribe just for luck!"

Fuxi, a top powerful man in ancient times, joined the demon clan in order to seek fortune from the very beginning.

After countless years of planning, Fuxi, with his so-called Emperor Xi destiny among the demon clan, severed his karmic connection with the demon clan, escaped into reincarnation, and was reborn as a human.

Not only did he join the human race with such great fortune, but Fuxi also understood his past and present lives and finally gained some enlightenment, becoming the first quasi-saint of the human race.

Although the human race is the protagonist of the world, it has always been a weak race among all races.

After all, although the human race is large, the number of cultivators above the Golden Immortal level cannot be ranked among all the races. Even some of the top clans among all the races have quasi-saint ancestors in charge.

However, at this moment, the human race has its own quasi-saint!

Wa Palace.

"Big brother!"

Nuwa opened her eyes and looked at the aura of the quasi-saint that appeared among the human race in the ancient world. She knew that the secret could no longer be concealed, but she smiled.

sun star.

"Brother! This Fuxi is so calculating!"

Donghuang Taiyi was furious, but the demon emperor Di Jun remained silent. There was no anger on his face. Instead, he looked calmly at what was happening in the ancient world.

"When Fuxi joined the demon clan, it was already said that this day would come. At least Fuxi is worthy of the demon clan!"

In ancient times, when the demon clan faced the witch clan's Twelve Heavenly Demons Formation, Fuxi did not choose to flee, not even when faced with the joint efforts of the Heavenly Court and the witch clan.

When he tried to lure Fuxi into the demon clan, he had already agreed to certain conditions.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Fuxi."

The demon emperor Jun could not help but not get angry. Instead, he calmly bowed in a certain direction of the prehistoric world. When he raised his hand, the semi-companion spiritual treasure Hetu Luoshu in his palm flew to the prehistoric world.

human race.

After Fuxi once again attained the quasi-saint realm, he showed a long-lost smile. Suddenly, two spiritual treasures flew from the sky and he immediately smiled.

"Thank you, Demon King. I will lend you this treasure for ten thousand years. We owe you nothing!"

Looking back, the human race was prosperous and powerful, and was divided into many parts of the ancient world. The human race led by Fuxi occupied the best territory.

The shocking changes in the human race only made the great men take a quick look, and then they all fell into enlightenment.

The path of destiny is destined to be accompanied by endless calculations and struggles.

heaven.

Just as Kunpeng was lamenting the great changes in this world and the restriction that the human race could not practice without a human emperor, he suddenly felt something.

"This is!"

Suddenly Kunpeng frowned, and when he felt this faint sensation, he immediately showed excitement.

"Finally awakened!"

Just as Kunpeng felt it in his heart, another world was in chaos.

……

Song of the Shang Dynasty, inside the Nuwa Temple.

It happened to be March 15th, which is the birthday of the Holy Mother Nuwa, and the Nuwa Temple was at its busiest time.

Today, the lord of the Shang Dynasty, the contemporary human king Di Xin, led the entire court of civil and military officials, three thousand cavalry, eight hundred imperial guards, and was escorted by King Wucheng Huang Feihu to come to the Nuwa Palace to pay homage.

"Your Majesty, you can't do that!"

A cry of surprise echoed in the Nuwa Palace. At this moment, Shang Rong, the Prime Minister of the Shang Dynasty, cried out anxiously, which made Emperor Xin, who was about to write a poem on the wall of the Nuwa Palace, pause.

I saw the gilded wolf-hair brush falling on the white wall, and in the dark there was a person staring with eyes wide open, full of anxiety.

"Write it quickly!"

After a while, a line of large characters were written on the wall in a flamboyant style, and then stopped, making Zhunti, who was hiding in the dark, almost vomit blood!

【goose】

This line of large characters was written in a very vigorous and elegant style, but the contemporary Wang Dixin stared with wide eyes, and the Prime Minister of the Shang Dynasty, Shang Rong, was even more astonished.

Only Emperor Xin's eyes were filled with greed as he looked at the stone statue of Nuwa carved from white jade in front of him, but the golden pen in his hand seemed to have a force of ten thousand pounds!

My face is so red that it’s hard to write!
Having great ambitions but no knowledge at all!
puff!

Under the backlash of the Human King's luck, Zhunti, who was hiding in the dark, could no longer bear it and quickly turned into a gust of wind and escaped.

At this moment, as the power of the saint disappeared, Emperor Xin suddenly opened his eyes, a look of clarity flashed across his face, and then he stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes.

"I! Emperor Xin, the Lord of the Great Shang!"

Nima!

Looking at the words on the jade wall, Kunpeng! No! It should be Emperor Xin, staring with wide eyes, this strand of his soul reincarnated from the six realms of reincarnation, turned out to be the contemporary human king.

but!
Damn! He is such a loser in this life! He can’t even write a masturbation poem! ?
No! It was clearly because his awakening wisdom in this life conflicted with his memories in this life, causing the confusion!
Emperor Xin stared with wide eyes. What was this? Did he break through by accident? It was all because of the influence of the spirit in this life. He definitely had no talent for poetry?

In this reincarnation, his memory was awakened after experiencing the confusion of this saint, but he had to face an extremely embarrassing problem.

How to write the following poem!

"Your Majesty!?"

The Prime Minister of the Great Shang Dynasty, Shang Rong, had a look of astonishment on his face. His king's mighty and majestic body seemed to be frozen, and he did not move for a long time, but his expression was extremely complicated.

Zhunti, who was injured by the luck of the human race, retreated hundreds of thousands of miles before stopping, looking in the direction of the human race's Chaoge with frustration and shock.

"The human race is truly worthy of being the destined protagonist. The luck of the human king can actually force back my saintly body!"

Zhunti was shocked, but he didn't know that what was holding him back was not the good fortune of the human race in this world, but Emperor Xin, the Shang King of this generation. With his muddled mind, he really couldn't write obscene poems, and he had to hold it back, which led to the final rebound of the good fortune of the human race.

Even though you, Zhunti, have the ability of a saint, so what! Di Xin just can't do it!
In this ancient world, with the saints running rampant, Hongjun swallowed up the world, causing a backlash in this world. As the protagonist of the world, the human race had an extremely terrifying destiny.

This is also the instinctive backlash of the great natural law of this world, and the destiny of the human race becomes even stronger!
However, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace was indifferent to everything that happened in the ancient times.

"Human race!?"

The way of heaven, the instinctive self-operation, will naturally resist when faced with being swallowed, but the power of resistance is also too weak and is not even worth his attention.

"Just wait, this world will be here soon!"

Hongjun looked greedily at the more prosperous primitive world in the endless chaos.

The lower world, Queen Nuwa's Palace.

"My Lord?!"

Emperor Xin, the king of the Shang Dynasty, immediately aroused the suspicion of Huang Feihu, who was protecting him. The next moment, he hurriedly stepped into the hall and came to Emperor Xin's side.

"Hurrah!"

Emperor Xin was furious and shouted angrily: "If I hadn't been protected by the luck of the human race, I would have been almost plotted against by the evil spirit!"

"Today I will ask the goddess Nuwa to protect my race!"

Although Emperor Xin was furious and looked like he had suddenly come to his senses under the protection of the human race's destiny, there was an endless cold light in the depths of his eyes.

There is something wrong with the Prime Minister's attitude!
Otherwise, it was he who invited him to come to Nuwa Palace to burn incense, and he did not stop him when he was writing the poem, but only said it after he finished writing the poem.

It was because he was frozen in place for a long time that Shang Rong was the first to exclaim in surprise!

Inside the Nuwa Palace, Emperor Xin's face was filled with anger and he was extremely shocked and furious. Although his identity as the Human King seemed very powerful, it was actually extremely embarrassing in this world.

Because this ancient world has been torn apart by calculation, the contemporary king of the human race is not allowed to practice!

But if he wants to connect with his original body, or even build a channel connecting to the primitive world, he needs to fight for luck in this world.

In an instant!
As he woke up, this ancient world became extremely chaotic.

The saints in this world all frowned, thinking that it was caused by a killing calamity.

However, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace felt the chaos in the heavenly secrets and said calmly, "Is it the backlash of the heavenly law?"

"What a pity! If the secrets of heaven are not in chaos, how can we plot against the heaven and earth, and how can we plot against the saints!"

The confusion of destiny was part of his calculations from the very beginning.

The self-protection of heaven and earth was in his calculations from the very beginning, so that he could take the opportunity to provoke a war between saints.

Under the chaotic sky.

In the East China Sea, the sage Tongtian of Jin'ao Island has a look of indifference in his eyes, as if he regards all living beings as ants.

"The Conferred Gods are about to begin!"

The Yuanshi Saint of the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain is three times more noble than those in the other world, and the arrogance he exudes comes from his bones.

After feeling that the heaven's secrets were in complete chaos, Saint Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but open his eyes and looked towards the East China Sea with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Ten thousand immortals are followers of the religion, but they ruin their luck. Tongtian, as your brother, I can't let you do whatever you want this time!"

A cold light flashed in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes. Although saints are immortal, the great religions they established are closely related to the saints' destiny.

This Jiejiao is full of chaos and chaos, and Tongtian is so high and mighty that he looks down on all living beings. Sooner or later, he will be destroyed.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Shengren did not realize that during this catastrophe, the Hongmeng purple energy that made them sanctified made them more paranoid.

Moreover, the Yuanshi and Tongtian of this world are also fundamentally different from the Yuanshi and Tongtian of another world!

However, amidst all the chaos, Kunpeng from another world also sensed this weak connection.

"Human King Di Xin! Unable to practice the way of immortality! The destiny is in chaos!"

Kunpeng, who was in the heaven, immediately showed joy when he sensed the clone from another world.

The chaos in the heaven's secrets was the counterattack of this side of Heaven, and it was also taking this opportunity to protect him.

"Teacher, it seems that you have already calculated the identity of Honghuangwu in another world!"

Kunpeng raised his head and looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace. He couldn't help but smile. The List of Gods and the Divine Whip appeared in his palm in an instant.

"If the Human Emperor cannot cultivate the Way of Immortality, then who can stop the Way of God?!"

(End of this chapter)