Chapter 278 New God? Kill him.
"ridiculous."
Tai Su stretched out his hand and took up the Dao of Creation: "If you like the Tai Su Sacred Tree, why don't you just say so?"
"Let me leave so that I can occupy this sacred tree?"
The real water above Taiyin is rolling, tumbling under the impact of the laws of nature.
"Fellow Daoist, please don't say such nonsense. This Taiyin has existed since time immemorial. If you can come here, why can't we?"
Han'e smiled coldly: "We have done you a favor today, but you are so rude and vulgar, looking down on me and my friend Jiayin."
"Now you have picked up this inexplicable law, do you want to fight it out?
Have you ever done one?
Tai Suwen's disdain grew stronger: "Are you worthy enough?"
He does not like to talk much, but the way of creation is like a torrent pouring down from the sky!
Seeing this, Han'e sneered and raised his hand.
Then he saw the true cold principles surging in his hands, flowing upstream, in which he could see all kinds of evolutions in the extreme cold.
There are living beings, trees, fighting, and pure destruction, all of which compete with the laws of nature.
The Dao of Creation continued to surge with divine power, but gradually, it was no match for the Dao of Extreme Cold.
This made Tai Su stunned.
This is because the Cold Extreme Dao is not the pure Cold Extreme Dao, but it evolves into various forms after being released.
A sharp cold front appeared among them!
That is... Kendo.
The Dao of Extreme Cold mixed with the Dao of Sword fell down, cutting through the torrent of the Dao of Creation and turning upwards!
This immediately put Tai Su in a passive position, because the sword art was not something he had just comprehended, but he was directly at the peak state of the Dao.
Among all the principles, the killing power of swordsmanship is at the forefront. As a result of Lonely's carelessness, the principle of creation was broken!
"Oh, I thought he was so powerful, but it turns out he is just a show-off."
Han'e laughed loudly but his eyes were cold: "Fellow Daoist, please remember this lesson well."
He couldn't understand Tai Su's way of creation and thought it was unfathomable, so he specially called upon the immortal god Jia Yin.
But now you can rest assured, this may be something unknown.
The cold sword fell from the sky, all the Taiyin true water was swept away, and the whole Taiyin shook!
The Taiyin Sacred Tree was trembling slightly, and the swaying fruits were not yet ripe, they were just shaking gently.
Just as Tai Su was about to be cut in half, a flash of purple-gold color was seen.
"when!"
The cold sword shook violently, breaking into pieces bit by bit from the tip, spreading more and more.
All the cold currents fell onto Taiyin, and the Immortal God Han'e could not help but open his eyes and look towards the contact point.
There were fine and dense sounds, as if the hardest ores were colliding, densely packed, delicate and regular.
The low roar of a giant beast's breathing emerged in the cold air. It was a dragon...
dragon?
Han'e frowned, a light flashed in his eyes, and Han Jidao became his eyes, outlining the specific information in it with his knowledge.
A gigantic dragon, its entire body purple and gold, with golden thunder patterns flashing when the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts are in operation.
It was that solid golden lightning-colored scale that directly shattered his avenue, and under the recoil, it was unable to condense in time.
What kind of dragon is this? It is so hard. Han E approaches Jia Yin slightly: "You and I should be careful. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
They achieved enlightenment after Zhulong, so naturally they cannot be recognized.
"God of the New Age, you are overstepping your authority."
The purple-gold real dragon slowly cast a huge shadow, and the evening light of the sun could be seen above the moon, all behind the real dragon!
The scales flashed with brilliant light, and the real dragon's pupils were like broken crystals.
The head alone was as huge as tens of thousands of Han'e's.
"and who are you?"
Han'e reached out and took out a cold bead from his body, which was flashing with a strong cold light.
"Hey, innate spiritual treasure?"
Chen Zhu took a look at it and realized that this cold bead was made from fragments of the Dao of the extremely fierce God of Cold. It was not a true innate spiritual treasure. Without some opportunities, it could only be considered a relic treasure.
Of course, it is not so easy to transform into a treasure. It also requires various coincidences and the choice of heaven and earth.
"Dragon clan, leave immediately. This god does not want to fight with you."
The surrounding Taiyin was solidifying, falling from the void and turning into pieces.
Han'e held the cold bead and warned: "This is a problem between us and Taisu God. It has nothing to do with you."
"It has nothing to do with it?"
Chen Zhu turned around and looked at Tai Su: "Come, call me daddy."
Tai Su could hardly maintain the solemn expression on his face. Wasn't this occasion inappropriate?
He whispered to Chen Zhu, "Father, these new gods are not from our time. Their principles are not pure and are different from ours."
"You should be careful."
"Just a new god."
Chen Zhu shook his head slightly: "Although the times are different, the principles are still the same."
He stretched out his hand to grab Han'e, and his dragon claws covered the sky and the sun.
"Han'e, you have only lived for a few years and you are worthy of talking about eternity? What a joke!"
Under his dragon claws, Han'e's face changed and he raised the cold bead to resist.
But in the next moment, the cold bead solidified and actually stopped moving.
He had no choice but to transform into cold mist to dodge, then shouted to Jia Yin:
"Fellow Daoist, help me quickly!"
"I'm coming too!"
Jia Yin raised his palm and shot out a bright Yin Fire to help!
Jia is the first, and Jianyin is the first yin. Logically speaking, this is indeed powerful, and the strength is also extremely strong among the immortals and gods.
But this time they were facing Zhulong.
"when!"
"when!"
After two muffled sounds, the real dragon remained motionless, looking at the two with a sneer, and the scales on its body became brighter and brighter.
Don't break the defense.
"What a body you are!"
Even though Han'e was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but shout out at this moment. The dragon in front of him was really too hard.
That body of scales was impervious to swords and spears, water and fire, and his full strength in striking at it had no effect at all.
"That's it?"
Zhulong hummed and continued to grab forward with his dragon claws, and soon caught the two immortal gods in his palms.
They wanted to dodge but suddenly found that the whole world was contained by this dragon claw.
He clenched the purple-gold dragon claws and grabbed the two in his palms.
"Why can't we escape?"
Han'e cried out in shock, and the Immortal God Jiayin could no longer shout as he was held tightly in the palm of his hand. The delicate scales in his dragon claws were as hard as Mount Buzhou.
He couldn't use any strength, and couldn't strike out. Even when Han E mobilized the extreme cold law, it only made the dragon claws tighter and tighter!
This made him panic. It was also the first time for him to deal with an innate god in this way, but he accidentally provoked an existence that he could not afford to offend.
"Daoyou, we were wrong!"
Han'e lowered his head decisively. This was no longer a matter of face, but a matter of life and death.
There was a constant flow of divine light in the palm of the dragon, and there was a faint hint of a deadly thing spreading within it.
When Han'e was just born, all the creatures around him were mortal spirits.
His appearance brought a cold wave to the desolate world. Ice flowers bloomed in the desolate world and were worshipped by all living beings.
He was born noble, with a destiny higher than heaven. He was the embodiment of Tao and the darling of heaven and earth.
He originally thought that everything would go smoothly for him, but gradually he became tired of the monotony in the ancient world, and finally chose to come to Taiyin.
More importantly, he liked the environment on Taiyin, especially after discovering the Taisu sacred tree, he was overjoyed.
However, what made Han'e face reality was the dragon before him.
Chen Zhu stared at him coldly. Once he chose to take action, he would basically not leave any room for maneuver.
However, Han'e said something that made him consider it.
"If you let me go today, I will definitely help you when I see the dragon clan someday!"
Chen Zhu doesn't need to live in the prehistoric world, but the dragon clan must continue.
After all, there are differences between them and the new gods, which can easily make other new gods suspicious, and the dragon clan will definitely be angered.
I can hide, but can the dragon clan hide?
When this thought came to his mind, Chen Zhu noticed a flash of joy on the other person's face.
The feeling of the spirit? His face was grim, and the next moment he opened his mouth and swallowed!
Han'e and Jiayin were swallowed into his stomach in one gulp.
"You bastard, how dare you eat me!"
Han'e roared in Zhulong's stomach: "You want to kill me, but now that you dare to eat me, I will eat your dragon liver and dig out your dragon lungs in your stomach!"
Han'e roared, and the Jiayin Immortal God beside him also wanted to speak out. It was true that he had been crushed into a ball of meat by the dragon's claws and was still recovering.
But soon, Han'e and Jiayin's expressions changed. This place was desolate, like an unknown mysterious space. Where did the dragon liver and lungs come from?
Where is this place?
Just when they were wondering, they saw Chen Zhu practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and the world suddenly became filled with thunder and lightning!
"boom!"
The two were burnt to ashes by a bolt of lightning, but a golden knife fell in the thunder, and the voices of the two new gods disappeared without a trace in an instant.
They quickly condensed themselves with the Tao, but before they could catch their breath, time fell again and their own Tao was solidified forever.
It was just a small candle flame, but it was enough to suppress everything!
At the same time, a muffled sound was heard in the refining ruins, and the two were dragged into the ringing sound in horror, and no more sound was heard.
Chen Zhu sneered.
"You are not easy to deal with in the prehistoric world, but I am afraid you are still lacking something in my refinement ruins."
Indeed, killing the Xiantian God would probably pose a huge threat to the dragon clan in the future.
But what does that have to do with him? Would you feel sad because someone died far away?
The wild world is so vast that dragons are born and die every day. It’s just a matter of more or less. The main thing in the new era is to take care of yourself.
After a long time, Chen Zhu stopped practicing, and the Dragon Scale Mysterious Power on his body slowly stopped flowing. He looked around, smiled, bowed, and said:
"I am the chief priest of the dragon clan, Zhu Jiuyin, and I am also a congenital creature that survived the last immeasurable calamity."
"You can just watch it. I'm sure you all know the cause and effect at this point. The cause and effect under the tree will be judged by themselves."
All pairs of eyes turned away and fell silent. If it came down to cause and effect, Han E really deserved it.
However, they were also wondering what the creatures in the previous infinite kalpa era looked like. Were they all like the dragon clan and Tai Su God?
They clearly sensed that their strength had reached the pinnacle of the prehistoric world, but why couldn't Han'e and Jiayin defeat the dragon?
Too many innate gods began to ponder and no longer dared to make a big fuss.
Chen Zhu then turned to look at Tai Su: "Has the God of Dusk been suppressed?"
"The Dusk God is difficult to suppress and cannot be killed."
Tai Su said bluntly: "As long as the cause and effect between heaven and earth still exist, He will not die. This gives me a very strange feeling. No matter how you kill Him, He will grow again."
His way of creation has been destroying the way of Tai Su, but till now, there is still no effect.
"Can't kill him?"
Chen Zhu walked towards the suppressed dusk above Taiyin. It was dark here, on the opposite side of the sunlight. The God of Dusk was suppressed by the Tao and could not move.
He walked forward and stretched out his hand to send out a sacrificial light.
The dark golden sacrificial path was filled with the aura of wildness and antiquity. It spread rapidly and directly pierced through the head of the God of Dusk.
This god was screaming and wailing, but he had no reason and was just struggling madly.
But soon the God of Dusk grew new principles, and the sacrifices could not be clean.
Chen Zhu quietly realized that after offering sacrifices to the Tao, he did not receive any merit in return, only the innate Qi, but he no longer needed it now.
Logically speaking, this God of Dusk should not still exist.
But He managed to survive the last immeasurable calamity, and they couldn't do anything to Him.
“It shouldn’t be like this.”
Chen Zhu pondered over it but couldn't find a solution.
"After all, this is the evolution of the Dao of Taisu Gods and Demons. It is normal that we cannot understand it."
Instead, Tai Su comforted Chen Zhu: But I think, if I can figure out why this Tai Su Dusk God is immortal, it may be of great help to me in my creation.
The innate gods are a group of beings at the top of their respective paths in the entire prehistoric world.
Their thirst for the Tao is no less than that of any other existence. When they see anything, they subconsciously think that it is the Tao, and that it may inspire them.
In fact, this is exactly the case. The infinite calamity of the ferocious beast has already shown that this choice is correct.
This is the will and choice of God the Father, the innate god offering sacrifice to heaven.
Tai Su’s words shocked Chen Zhu. He slapped his head and wondered why he didn’t think of it.
"Then I'll study it with you."
He lived on the moon and planned to study this property.
The wilderness calmed down again. After becoming an immortal, life became less and less concerned about the perception of time.
Because they don't care how much time has passed, it has no effect on them at all.
One day, Chen Zhu woke up from the Tai Su sacred tree and sighed.
The Tai Su sacred tree was not as comfortable to sleep under as his own willow tree. Originally, he wanted the willow tree to pick him up, but Chen Zhu discovered that the willow tree seemed to be also comprehending the new laws of the universe.
It is a spiritual treasure, a rare object, and an innate god. The changes in heaven and earth are very sensitive to the tree, so Chen Zhu couldn't bear to disturb it.
He picked up the axe and started chopping, trying to chop down some branches of the Tai Su sacred tree.
But it basically has no effect. It looks the same today as it did yesterday. Often after being cut, it will grow back the next day.
He picked up his axe again and struck it hard at the Taisu sacred tree. The Three Turns and Eight-Nine Profound Art plus the Mystery of Creation made the Taiyin on the Taiyin go wild, and a huge tornado rolled up to destroy everything!
A gap was cut in the Tai Su sacred tree, but it soon healed again.
So Chen Zhu continued to work hard, trying to turn the mystery of Creation into muscle memory.
Originally, he wanted to explore the Taisu God of Dusk, but after repeated analysis, he found nothing, so Zhulong lost his patience and began to shift his target.
In the end, he decided to let it go and deal with the Tai Su sacred tree.
According to him, the Tai Su sacred tree also has an immortal element in it and cannot be cut down no matter what. He and Tai Su are "dividing the work and cooperating with each other"!
Chen Zhu won’t be able to hold on for long if he gets used to being too plain.
Sure enough, after chopping wood for tens of thousands of years, Zhulong would go to the prehistoric world every few days, saying that he was asking for leave.
But in fact, he was just being lazy. He ran for several hours at the beginning, and later ran for a day, ten days, half a year... Now he has not returned for thousands of years.
I guess he doesn't want to come back.
Indeed, at this moment Chen Zhu was lazily lying in the middle of the valley, raising his half-drooped eyelids to admire the sunset.
This location is not far from the sun and has sufficient light. The lake in front of you reflects the sunset, aurora, and stars, which looks extremely dreamy.
Yes, it was a dream. Chen Zhu was dreaming in a trance, but he did not expect that a big event related to him was happening at this time...
Looking down at the lake at sunset, it seems that one can see hundreds of thousands of dreams, each with a different scene, some happy, some sweet, some nervous, some anxious...
At this time, an old man who looked like a Taoist climbed out of the lake. His body was covered with mud and dirt, and his clothes were covered with large clumps of moss.
The mosses were green in color, and each one looked like a snake. With a shake of the old Taoist, they all drilled into the taro paste.
These were born out of the collision between the Dream God's Dao and the myriad laws of the new world, and can be called Dream Snakes.
The freezing cold lake water could not sober up the old Taoist priest much. He was in a daze and almost lost his consciousness.
The surrounding lake water was indistinguishable between illusion and reality. From time to time, some human figures appeared, holding the old Taoist like a baby.
But in the blink of an eye, it turned into cold lake water again.
"In the end, dreams are still empty, alas..."
The old Taoist stumbled and walked a few steps to the iron forest under the moon.
These iron forests are a combination of the wood and metal paths, but they have drawbacks. From their appearance to their growth up to now, it has been half a kalpa and there has not been much change.
"Woooo..."
The old Taoist leaned against the iron tree and cried. His tears fell to the ground and turned into beautiful dreams, but they all shattered in the end.
He cried and fell asleep again, but after an unknown amount of time, the world around Tie Lin suddenly changed! Chaos Qi spread like crazy.
Everything was being destroyed. The iron forest suddenly became nothingness and the lake was swallowed up by chaos.
And in the midst of fear, there seemed to be a voice, urgent and desperate:
"Dream, go! Live!"
……
"what!"
The sleeping Taoist suddenly woke up and shouted in panic:
"Land, my land!"
He could no longer distinguish reality from dreams. The figure of the Earth Ancestor appeared before him and hugged him again.
Still so warm.
However, the Earth Ancestor kept flickering with the eyelids of the God of Dreams and did not exist in reality.
"Don't go..."
The extremely miserable and dejected Dream God opened his eyes, and everything disappeared again.
"Haha, retribution, it's really retribution..."
The Dream God said dejectedly, "I used to laugh at the confused gods. I practiced the confused way, but I also got myself confused."
"I never thought that I, the Dream God, would be trapped in dreams every day. Oh, Earth, how I wish to see you again."
That was his eternal nightmare. The Earth Ancestor let him leave in the Chaos Zhoutian Star Array and even died by exploding his own body. It was a day he could never have imagined.
After losing it, the God of Dreams realized what pain was. The ordinary smile and look of the Earth Ancestor were so unforgettable in the dream, and became even more profound after waking up.
He could neither forget nor let go.
"Life is a dream, death is also a dream."
The turbid light in His eyes was gradually filled with resentment.
"I am a Xiantian God, why can't I find a way to get the earth back?"
The next chapter will be around nine o'clock~
(End of this chapter)