Chapter 289: Four Treasures Carrying Heaven's Evil
This is the wrath of the ancient world and this is the interference of the will of God the Father.
This is the destruction of the immortal path mistake that should not have happened!
This is the most terrifying divine thunder in the entire prehistoric world. However, facing the divine thunder, the innate gods and the new gods surprisingly stood on the same front.
They were unwilling to obey the Father's words in everything.
"Father God, you are not completely right. If you were truly alive, you might agree with our approach."
Shi Qilin raised his head and sighed: "Everyone, if we lose today, the situation is like this, you and I will have nothing to say."
"But if we win today, there will be endless possibilities between heaven and earth!"
"What fellow Taoist said is true."
Luo Hou stood in one of the brightest stars: "I firmly believe that everything is possible. I must win today!"
They raised a great formation together, and the heaven and earth became quiet, and divine thunder roared down!
At this moment, time was split, space was shattered, earth, water, fire and wind were turned into ashes, and only the gods supported the great god and endured the terrible and tremendous pressure.
"My infinity, the innate is chaos!"
Taoist Taiping used the Great Way of the Infinite to forcibly reverse all the innate sacred divine power and transform the innate into chaos, otherwise he would not be able to block this thunder!
"Crack!"
All the principles followed suit, and each and every sacred being tried their best. They did not fight for the young and the old, but for that possibility!
The immortal path itself carries great fortune, and now it shines brightly in the wilderness!
After this battle, the immortal way will become the mainstream no matter what.
The formation sank!
Being pressed down by the divine thunder, he kept falling. This falling was not the falling in front of him, but the falling of the Great Dao.
Once it falls to the ground, the formation will be broken and all the sacred things will be affected.
"when!"
Regardless of his own injuries, Luohu threw out the God-killing Spear to hold up one side of the formation!
The formation on this side stopped falling, but the pressure on the innate saints on the other side increased greatly.
Zulong picked up the Chaos Pearl and held this side, and the color of chaos instantly appeared on his body.
However, this only held up the two sides, and the formation was falling backwards.
"Look at me!"
Hongjun threw out the Jade Disc of Creation. At this moment, his aura could no longer be concealed, which startled all the innate gods.
Promise!
Hongjun has actually already stepped into the realm of Wuji. What kind of talent is this?
"Don't look at me, the formation is still missing one of the four sides. Find a solution quickly!"
Hongjun shouted loudly, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and he cursed:
"The sacrificial god is dead. Otherwise, the measuring ruler can also be used!"
The measuring ruler was originally a property for offering sacrifices to the gods. Now that the gods are dead, who can use it?
Taoist Taiping was in charge of the formation base, looking down. At this time, the innate gods lowered their eyes, and almost all the pressure was concentrated on one corner of the formation.
The catafalque lamp on the coffin burned slowly.
But at this time, the burning flames were sometimes big and sometimes small, and he was hesitating.
This measuring ruler has been in the coffin since he was born, accompanying him day and night. If he were to ask for it, he would definitely be able to do it.
But he is so weak, how can he go?
But Xiandao had personally experienced this coffin lamp, and if it disappeared at this moment, it would be a disaster for the entire prehistoric world.
"Measurement Ruler, how about you and I help too?"
He requested in a low voice, but the measuring stick did not move.
It seemed that he was overthinking it.
Coffin Lamp sighed. He saw that the formation was shaking and the innate saints without support seemed to want to leave.
There is no support here. Once the formation is broken, they will die miserably.
At this time, everyone understood that the Zhoutian Formation had flaws and was missing five stars. This was probably the reason why the god had died.
"Oh! We shouldn't have taken action in the first place!"
Xinhui sighed: "If the sacrificial god is still here, this formation must be unbreakable!"
Looking down, the measuring ruler was just lying there quietly, but no one could use it.
His own divine power is not obvious, let alone the authority to command heaven and earth.
Coffin Lamp was also helpless, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge amount of innate energy pouring into his body!
The immortal path was extremely clear at this time. Under the impact of this immortal path, the coffin lamp actually stepped into the realm of human immortal in one step!
This is?
Before he could come to his senses, he saw the measuring ruler tremble in joy, and it seemed to be very familiar with this breath and started jumping.
The coffin lamp took shape, and this breakthrough surprised everyone. However, Taoist Taiping's eyes lit up and he said happily:
"The coffin lamp accompanies the Heaven-Measure Ruler day and night. My little Taoist friend, quickly raise the reverse scale above your head and draw the Heaven-Measure Ruler's power to burst forth!"
"Can I?"
The Taoist priest with the coffin lamp gritted his teeth and did as he was told. He had been with these things for countless days and nights, so he was naturally familiar with them.
He used scales to trick the Measuring Ruler, and it actually worked. The next moment, this innate magical treasure that could measure distances in ancient times unleashed its power!
"when!"
He stood like a pillar supporting the sky, and with the four treasures, he was able to withstand the infinite divine thunder!
"Father God!"
Qing Lao roared to the sky: "Immortality is the path of all spirits. If we can't go against the path, then wouldn't the world be dead silent?"
"Who dares to seek the truth? Will everything in the world stagnate?"
The huge green horned dragon asked sincerely, and finally, the infinite divine thunder saw that it could not do anything to the formation and dissipated.
However, the innate saints clearly discovered that the aura within Mount Buzhou was becoming increasingly terrifying, as if something unexpected had occurred as a result.
The innate gods probably could not have imagined that this incident would sow the seeds of suffering and produce bad consequences for the gods of this era.
The formation slowly dissipated. The innate gods and the new gods looked at each other and left. Only Luohou coughed dryly and blood flowed from his body.
The God-killing Gun is not that easy to use.
"Daoyou, how do you feel now?"
Hongjun asked with concern: "But it's getting worse!"
"Nothing, I'm used to it."
Luo Hou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the coffin on the ground and the Taoist transformed by the coffin lamp:
"Use the measuring ruler well to ensure that you will not die. Don't end up like me."
He also has purple luck on his head, but the luck has been suppressed by the God-killing Spear and he can no longer obtain other treasures.
The Taoist priest Lingjudeng nodded in confusion. This being was truly a powerful man. He almost managed to withstand the enormous pressure by himself just now.
Luohou turned and left, his voice drifting away, sometimes far away, sometimes near, and it was unknown whether anyone heard it.
"Jin Wuchou has returned and I have accepted him as my disciple. Come and visit me when you have time."
Nothing happens here.
Luohou bid farewell to a kind of innate god and returned to the extreme west. This place was in ruins everywhere. After experiencing a great war, it was obviously inferior to the other three poles.
A black lotus was floating above the empty land. Luohu sat cross-legged on it and gently placed the God-killing Spear on the world-destroying black lotus.
I'm afraid that if I give this treasure to others, no one would dare to use it, unless they are at the Yuan realm. Using it once would cause their Tao body to collapse and they would suffer the pain of being cut by thousands of swords.
"Master, are you back?"
On the empty land under the black lotus, there was a little boy running around with a black sword on his back. Seeing this, he ran over happily.
"Master, how come you left so quickly? I thought you would be gone for a long time."
"Well, if it's handled quickly, it will be fast."
Luo Hou looked at the little boy in front of him with a blank expression: "Have you completed the lesson I taught you?"
"It's done, Master. Now I can create a ten-foot-long sword energy with one strike of my sword!"
"Ah."
Luo Hou closed his eyes and recalled the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, and sighed:
"Wuqiu, you haven't awakened your memory yet, which is a good thing. Perhaps you can embark on a more glorious path."
He looked at his God-killing Spear, which was filled with murderous intent.
The Zhoutian Xingdou Formation is so powerful. If I can create a similar formation, can I also unleash such great power?
It is undeniable that the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array is extremely powerful, even exceeding the power of spiritual treasures.
So...what if the spiritual treasure can be combined with the formation?
Luohou observed the entire westernmost land. This land was once a place where the Gengjin Dao was prosperous, and it had experienced a great war in the ancient chaos. Perhaps it could give birth to a large formation.
His eyes fell on the little boy. This boy was the reincarnation of the master of swordsmanship and killing. He was extremely familiar with attacking, even surpassing himself.
This is due to the characteristics of the Tao itself. The murderous aura of this entire far west land may be of some use.
"Boy, come with me."
Luohu swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth and stood up from the World-Destroying Black Lotus, leaning on his spear.
The severe pain came again. He was familiar with it, but sometimes he still couldn't get used to it.
Father God, why are gods born to suffer?
"My path is not destined to last long, but you can. Learn the sword art I teach you well. Next, you need to remember those few points."
He stood up and walked to one of the places where the killing energy was the strongest.
There is a big mountain here.
But if you look closely, this is not a mountain at all. It is clearly a mountain of corpses.
"What are those?" Jin Wuchou suppressed his fear when he saw the corpses, but still asked softly.
"The body was killed by me."
Do you think that when he, Luohu, was fighting behind the evil gods, nameless monsters and the remains of chaos, nothing was left?
These corpses all died from the God-killing Spear. Luohu held the God-killing Spear, and there were two kinds of foul qi on the spear.
One is the killing energy, which was left behind when the Father God killed the chaotic gods and demons.
There is another kind, which is evil spirit, also left by the chaotic gods and demons.
Jin Wuchou was startled, but he was not panicked or frightened, which made Luohou very happy.
"What I'm going to do next is for your own good, but I, Luohou, am not doing this for no reason. You need to promise me one thing."
Luo Hou looked at the boy in front of him: "Whether you have recovered your memory now or will recover your memory in the future, I don't want you to swear by heaven and earth or the avenue, I want you to swear by the sword heart!"
Jin Wuchou nodded solemnly: "Whatever the master says is what it is. Jin Wuchou swears on his sword heart that he will do it!"
"it is good."
Luohou grabbed the God-killing Spear and bent it down. This killing weapon was actually broken by him.
No, to be precise, it is to break out the killing energy and pour it into the mountain of corpses.
Without the restraint of killing, the black gun was left with only the murderous aura, and had turned into a completely evil treasure!
Luohu's eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous energy along with the God-killing Spear was divided into four sections and buried by him in the mountain of corpses, sorting out the murderous energy of the entire kalpa.
"Jin Wuchou, use your sword intent to brand the killing!"
Luo Hou shouted loudly, how could Jin Wuchou dare to neglect it? He quickly branded his sword path.
"Good, good, good!"
"Now that this treasure has been conceived, the sword art will definitely be the number one way of killing in the future. The fate is set!"
Luo Hou looked at the murderous and purple aura above the boy's head, took a deep breath and said:
"You have to remember, I only have one request."
"If fellow Daoist Hongjun is in trouble one day, you must save him even if you die!"
Jin Wuchou nodded seriously in agreement. He looked towards the mountain of corpses and had a premonition that an extremely terrifying killing treasure was being nurtured. It could escape from the God-killing Spear, but it was no less powerful than the God-killing Spear.
"You should observe carefully and gain enlightenment from now on. You are my disciple, Luohou. I want you to shock the world when you are born."
Luohou sat cross-legged on the black lotus of destruction and returned to the place of suppression.
He was very strict and made Jin Wuchou practice sword skills every day. He didn't care even if his hands were covered with scars and torn flesh.
With the murderous energy entering the body at such a close distance, no creature except Jin Wuchou, any creature not in the Source Realm or the Human Immortal Realm, would be able to withstand it.
Not everyone can endure the pain of being destroyed by the killing energy.
"Lord Luohou, you paid such a huge price just for Lord Hongjun?"
At some point, a blurry figure walked to the side of the black lotus.
He couldn't see his face or his body clearly, only a blur.
“I don’t have much longer to go.”
Luo Hou said calmly, "The God-killing Spear was transformed from the stem of the Chaos Green Lotus. However, the evil spirit and killing spirit have been constantly corroding it. Although this spear has great destructive power, it has also become extremely fragile."
"Your Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation has already crushed my gun, so why not go with the flow?"
"This is not your style, Great God. I am asking Great God Hongjun, not the God-killing Spear."
The figure turned around and said, "Great God, why don't you go there as well? I will definitely ask you to come back."
"How many of your words can be trusted?"
Luo Hou sneered: "This is my great path."
"I've already told you to ask the great god Hongjun, but you're still trying to persuade him."
The figure sighed, "But you know, doing this will have serious consequences in the future. Isn't it harming me to let me see this scene?"
"Where did it hurt you? You retreated to the background, and the coffin light wasn't yours to walk?"
"Even if there is karma in the future, he will be the one to bear it. I think you are relaxed."
Luo Hou uttered two words: "Zhu Ming."
"Master! Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise others will hear you!"
Chen Zhu interrupted him hastily: "I have been busy repaying the time I borrowed from the tomb passage. I am very busy. I have to pay back as much as I borrowed. It is so annoying."
"I came and saw it today, but don't tell me that I came, because you didn't see anyone today!"
Chen Zhu disappeared again, and this period of time was very hard for him.
How arrogant he was before, how humble he is now. He sighed and returned to that day.
The day the tomb passage was blown up.
"This time, the true spirit of the golden prison can be taken out."
A familiar explosion sounded, he sighed, wrapped up the Green Lotus Leaf List tightly, and then sent the Golden Prison, Golden Fierce, and the True Spirit of the God of Prediction to the sea.
He tried his best to send these controllable true spirits near the three tribes, but not too obviously so as to avoid being discovered.
After delivering the goods, I have to go back and continue delivering them.
Now, the realm in the ancient times finally became clear, and Chen Zhu began to think.
Taoyuan corresponds to the human fairyland.
Taozhi corresponds to the fairyland on earth.
Daoyuan corresponds to the heavenly fairyland.
And the Wuji Realm... this old man Taiping is really awesome. The Wuji Realm, the ancestor of all realms, has both fame and profit. If nothing unexpected happens, according to the realm division in the world of Journey to the West, then it should be the Xuanxian Realm?
Mysterious and unpredictable?
It’s not clear. Chen Zhu has not reached that level, so he has no way of knowing whether he is a Xuanxian.
But the name is just a symbol, the state of mind is unchanging, but the state of mind can have countless names.
In this case, Chen Zhu really couldn't imagine how elegant the saint was, and how terrifying the way of heaven was.
No... According to his memory, the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests were during the period of infinite calamity of wizards and liches, and Hongjun became a saint at that time.
But if this is the case, does it mean that this great god Hongjun of Liangjie may become a quasi-saint?
There were too many doubts, so Chen Zhu put them aside and worked hard to repay his debts.
"From now on, anyone who lends money without interest is a dog!"
Chen Zhu gritted his teeth and cursed, and then he opened his mouth and let out two "woof woof" sounds.
"What the hell?"
Chen Zhu kept silent. Hundreds of thousands of years later, he stood on the sea in misery.
"Woo woo, I finally paid it back!"
He turned around and lit the candle, and the Great Avenue of Desolation could be seen illuminating the surroundings.
He moved, covered himself with a green lotus leaf blanket, practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and got into the coffin.
"Hiss, today's coffin is a bit heavy. Are you angry with the measuring ruler?"
The Taoist Master Ran Deng walked on the earth to gain enlightenment, and he had already traveled through many worlds.
Little did they know that there was actually a being inside the coffin at this moment.
Hiding in the coffin, Chen Zhu practiced while opening the chat group.
Things and people have really changed. It has been a long time since I last opened it. Now that I open it, it is after I left.
If the time of the prehistoric world is consistent with the time of the chat group, I am afraid that the chat group will die of old age.
Chen Zhu stretched out his hand and said to the chat group:
"Differentiate your time flow rate and make the flow rate of each world uniform. For example, take an average of the breakthrough time of a realm."
The chat group did not respond.
Chen Zhu sneered and clicked again, and the time in the chat group was completely frozen!
At this moment, somewhere in the world, someone frowned:
"What's going on? Why can't I access this chat group?"
He lives in an ordinary room with a crystal ball on the table.
But when you look closely, you will find that there are worlds inside the crystal ball.
He has many names. Some call him God, some call him the Lord of Heaven, some call him the Way of Heaven, and some call him God.
He was able to be where he is today because of the existence of this chat group, but now, the chat group was motionless and could not be picked up and moved no matter what.
It seemed that space and time had frozen.
In the blink of an eye, the chat group was back online.
"Ding, hello, respected administrator, the chat group has been updated and the time flow rate has been adjusted. Please check."
It turned out that the chat group was finally updated.
Chen Zhu in the coffin smiled slightly: "Haha, you won't feel the pain if I don't use some tricks on you."
He is the ancestor of time! No more pretending, just show your cards. After learning that the future of this primitive world still has a long way to go, he already understood.
Am I really one of the oldest beings...?
(End of this chapter)