Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 901: Fate Cannot Be Played With

"heresy?"

"This is...the evil god?"

"Devoured by dead souls? Is that sealed demon god coming out to cause trouble again?"

"This scale...could he be the instigator of this incident?"

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Everyone looked at the Pope with different expressions. Although the Pope maintained his human form at the moment, he was emitting a faint light, with a halo surrounding his head, and his expression was indifferent, with no emotional fluctuations.

Apparently, the angel Saint Weapon was maintained in his semi-blessed state.

"These damn evil gods all want to take advantage of the chaos and cause trouble. Your Majesty the Pope, let's do a big cleanup this time!" Among the big guys, the Ascetic Pope said.

The Pope was about to reply, but suddenly he frowned and looked to his side. His actions attracted many eyes.

I saw that as the Pope looked, words condensed from scratch in the void. Between the strange words jumping, an illusory book emerged.

As the book jumped and flickered, it slowly condensed into a young man in a Confucian shirt!

"Is this...an alien god?"

"What are these foreign gods doing here at this time?"

Looking at the young man in Confucian shirt, each pope had different thoughts and did not speak rashly.

After the young man in Confucian shirt gathered his figure, he ignored the people with different expressions and bowed to the indifferent Pope. Said: "Qianyu has met Tianyu Pope Fellow Daoist!"

The pope returned the greeting slightly and said to the young man in a scholar's shirt: "The Holy Lord Qianyu is not in your Hongmeng to control the chaos and suppress the disaster. Instead, he appears in my sky with great magic power. But what is the important matter?"

Yes, the young man in Confucian shirt is Qianyu, but he is not the real person, but an illusory projection.

He looked at the Pope and said: "If possible, I don't want to show up, but the current situation is so delicate that I can't help but do this!"

The Pope was silent for a moment. He obviously knew Qianyu's teachings and actions very well. He said, "Is that so? I wonder if Holy Lord Qianyu has any advice?"

Qianyu shook his head, and with a serious look on his face, he said, "I don't want to take advice seriously. I only ask the Pope for help!"

"Can you ask a Great Saint to pray? It seems that this matter is really not a small matter. Holy Lord, please tell me first what it is. As long as it does not involve my Lord, I will consider it carefully." The indifferent Pope also said seriously A lot.

"That person in the sky, please don't worry about it and just let it go!" Qianyu said directly without any detours.

The many popes who were looking at him all frowned when they heard this, and even the pope frowned.

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Qianyu immediately added: "You can rest assured, that person is from our realm."

"So what about the outer gods? 'All soul-eaters are demons'. This is the most common rule set when the two worlds first came into contact!" Without waiting for the Pope to reply, the Ascetic Pope replied with an unkind expression.

"You can rest assured on this point, the old Taoist still has this concept of right and wrong. The one in the sky is summoning souls at this moment, not devouring souls. He is also walking with the holy soul, not the demon cultivator... the demon god."

At this point, Qianyu paused, and considering the difference between the two worlds, he added: "For you, it is equivalent to the guidance of the Holy Spirit of the Kingdom of God. If you really want to say it, it should be a good thing, not an evil thing!"

All the frowning pontiffs fell silent, and another person said, "Even so, how can the creatures in our world just let you wait for foreign gods to summon their souls into the Kingdom of God?

Based on the number of sentient beings in our world, such a disaster is enough to create a true god with seven rings. If you are allowed to wait for the outer gods to become enlightened in vain, where will the gods of our world be placed? "

Qianyu didn't reply, but looked at the Pope, but the Pope remained silent and didn't reply immediately. Obviously, this was the thought shared by all the big guys.

"Oh, that's it!" Seeing this, Qianyu obviously understood the character of this group of people. He sighed, looked at the Pope and said: "If the Pope feels that not enough people have died in Tianyu among you, feel free to move if you want.

If something happened during the fall, don’t blame me for not warning you, or blame me for doing something bad because of my good intentions...Pfft..."

Before Qianyu could finish his words, the shadowy figure spurted out a mouthful of blood. As his blood spurted out, everyone felt a strong fluctuation in fate at this moment, as if Qianyu's words were terrifying.

Just such a sentence made Qianyu's projection fluctuate rapidly, as if he had been seriously injured.

Fate comes together and quietly changes its destiny. Although it is difficult, a strong person can do it. But don't reveal it at will, because disclosing it to anyone is "playing with" fate.

Even if you dial it quietly and dial it quietly after telling others, they do exactly the same thing, but they have completely different consequences. In essence, they become another completely different thing.

Therefore, even if the gossip openly changes fate and attempts to reveal something to others, it will definitely be counterattacked, because you cannot play with fate during the gossip stage!

As for the silent Pope, following Qianyu's words, the halo above his head flickered involuntarily, and his eyes gleamed as if he had seen something.

After a long time, he came back to his senses slightly, looked at Qianyu who had become very depressed and said: "Holy Lord Qianyu is worthy of being the Saint of Hongmeng. I thank all the sentient beings in the universe."

Qianyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "It's okay, it's just a debt owed by the Taoist. It's important to repay something to feel at ease. As long as Fellow Daoist Lu understands!"

The Pope was silent for a moment, and after careful consideration, he replied: "I can promise that we will not use the bait until the fish comes out!"

"Such an old man has already thanked the Pope in advance!" Hearing this, Qian Yu bowed to the Pope as the illusory projection shook.

"It's me who should thank Holy Lord Qianyu!" The Pope returned the greeting.

Qianyu didn't reply, and his figure quietly collapsed. All the big guys around looked at them blankly, not knowing what the two big guys were talking about, but they didn't interrupt rashly.

After it collapsed, the Pope fell silent again.

All the big guys were silent for a moment. The Ascetic Pope looked at the Pope and said, "Your Holiness, are we looking at it like this?"

The indifferent Pope came back to his senses slightly and said: "You can organize the believers to provide disaster relief. I am here waiting for the chess move of the group of foreign gods in Hongmeng. I hope it will be effective!"

After saying this, the Pope stopped talking and floated towards the sky, disappearing into nothingness.

All the big guys looked at each other, and in the end no one followed them and left, and started various actions.

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As time goes by, a strange phenomenon occurs. The number of monsters that originally showed a geometric trend gradually stagnated, and the number of new monsters gradually decreased.

After tracing the root cause, it turned out that it was not that the disaster relief and resistance were effective, but that more and more souls of the dead were being summoned away!

The soul is also an essential material for the birth of evil species. Dead people will be deformed if they are polluted by the evil seed to a certain extent, or strange divisions will occur if the living evil seed swallows enough people.

Regardless of whether it is splitting or deformation, souls are necessary materials. As a large number of souls are snatched away, the growth of evil monsters has fallen into a strange stagnation phenomenon.

Such stagnant growth has gradually improved the situation in Tianyu, and various disaster relief forces have gradually begun to be organized.

At some point, something like this seemed to be discovered, and countless evil creatures suddenly roared crazily.

"Roar······"

In an instant, countless evil monsters all raised their heads to the sky and roared wildly. The whole sky seemed to be echoing with such a roar.

As the voices intersected, strange ripples of madness filled the entire world and rushed into the sky of Baiyue City.

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At this time, deep in the sky above Baiyue City, above the clouds, and at the orbital height of the geostationary satellite, there was another scene.

The entire sky seems to be shrouded in endless black mist. As the black mist continues to surge, there seem to be countless residual souls flowing. Below, there are countless souls throughout Tianyu Star, pouring in from all directions.

From a distance, it looks like Tianyu stars are constantly spitting out smoke and gathering here to form such a huge black cloud.

The black mist was extremely dense, as black as ink, and in its center, vaguely visible, was a huge long flag, constantly fluttering in the soul mist.

And above this huge soul mist, a strange space thundercloud has been fully formed. The thundercloud reveals the waves of destruction, and the lightning flashes continue to grow and spread.

At a certain moment, the thundercloud seemed to condense into substance, and it seemed that the clouds could no longer support the weight of the thunder.

"Boom..."

As if overwhelmed, and like a leak from the sky, a huge bolt of lightning, with a destructive momentum, fell into the dark soul mist.

“Zizi·······”

The soul mist is like ink, and after the thunder falls, it keeps rolling, making strange sounds.

Probably because the number of remnant souls is too terrifying, and the time, place, people and people are all available, such a terrifying thunder falls, but it seems that the soul mist is just rolling a little more violently.

Not to mention the black mist cloud that dispersed the starry sky, the thunder was completely wiped out by countless soul mist before it even hit the center.

"Boom..."

The thunder cloud didn't care about this. As the first thunder fell, it seemed to have caused some strange effect, and thunder clouds began to fall one after another.

As countless soul mist rolled, countless remnant souls came one after another. The seemingly ferocious thunder did not achieve much effect, but only caused the soul mist to violently churn.

The giant flag in the center not only did not move at all, but also used the power of thunder to temper the entire remaining soul of the soul mist.

Whenever a remnant soul is purified by thunder and tempered into a brilliant thunder soul, it immediately absorbs it into the soul-calling flag without waiting for it to dissipate.

Such a strange and relaxing state is not like passing through the mixed tribulation of Liuhe + Spiritual Treasure. Instead, it is like a wave of great opportunities. It is simply child's play!

If this continues, this Thunder Tribulation will not only be easily overcome, but this soul-calling flag will truly become a holy soul weapon, and the soul Dao Weapon will be used to condense the most sacred and holy thing.

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(End of chapter)