Help! This savior is too stupid!

The pain lollipops, which have been a stall for many years but no one is interested in, are sold out.

Of course the Ghost God Emperor is aware of the movements inside and outside the Pure Land, and inside and outside Fengdu.

If he didn't know, wouldn't he have been the Pure Land Emperor for so many years in vain?

But what can the Ghost Emperor do?

He is just the Ghost Emperor.

A Ghost Emperor who will only become weaker and weaker no matter how hard he practices.

He knew that for these ghosts to leave Fengdu and go to the battlefield was no different than to die.

But the problem is that Emperor Guitian has seen this kind of thing for more than two hundred years.

He watched with his own eyes the people of the Pure Land dying for more than two hundred years...

Emperor Guitian also wanted to go to the battlefield, and he also wanted to die. Death would be a relief. Whether the joy or pain, leave it to the living, he once thought this way.

He's a despicable guy.

Emperor Guitian never denied this.

What happened to despicableness, what happened to shamelessness?

If being meaner and shameless can make oneself more comfortable and make the world a better place, Emperor Guitian will not hesitate at all.

But the question is, are I really living a comfortable life?

Pure Land, is it really getting better?

Looking back on my life of more than two hundred years, am I really qualified for my role as the Emperor of Heaven?

Emperor Guitian didn't know the answer.

Because what they do cannot be measured by a standard.

However, the situation has indeed changed.

There is a process for Guitian Emperor to become weak.

Before he had the strength to serve as Emperor of Heaven, he waited for a young man named Qian Zhihe.

This young man... is so young!

Looking at the high-spirited and unsmiling Emperor Kong Tian, ​​Emperor Gui Tian's eyes were full of his appearance as the head of the Emperor of Heaven.

After Emperor Kong Tian became Emperor of Heaven, the situation in the Pure Land was completely stabilized.

The death rate of the top experts, except Ksitigarbha, began to drop directly.

After Emperors Prison Heaven and Wu Heaven became Heavenly Emperors, no Heavenly Emperor died in the Pure Land for a long time.

Until...Jiang Bai woke up and everything started to go haywire again.

"Brother, you are back."

At the door of the house, a call interrupted Guitian Emperor's thinking.

The second grader stood at the door, looked at Emperor Guitian, and said softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, girl."

Emperor Guitian put the lollipop in his waist and greeted the sophomore to go home.

He began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets at home, looking for things.

"Sister, have you seen my dragon robe with the head of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Brother, which of these more than three hundred sets are you talking about?"

"Forget it, the dragon robe is too tacky. Girl, look for a short-sleeved one, black, with the dragon embroidered on it..."

The sophomore in high school took a needle and thread and said, "How many embroideries?"

"Kujo, you feel more handsome."

Emperor Guitian is not only looking for clothes, but also accessories.

"Sister, my brooch of the Emperor of Heaven is missing again?"

"which one?"

"The one my brother gave me."

Emperor Gui Tian has many brooches, and the one given by Emperor Jing Tian is unique.

It's just that this brooch is relatively skinny. It appears and disappears for a while.

Emperor Guitian thought, he and the Pure Land might be in trouble this time, so he had to be more energetic and not lose his place.

The sophomore in high school searched around but couldn't find the brooch. "Brother, can I ask someone?"

"Forget it, we are all busy, who has such free time."

Emperor Guitian didn't find his favorite brooch, which didn't stop him from gathering other equipment.

A will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle, black short sleeves, floral pants, sunglasses, straw hat...

"Sister, do I look like the head of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"puff-"

The sophomore in high school squinted his eyes and straightened the collar for Emperor Gui Tian.

"Brother, you are the head of the Emperor of Heaven."

Emperor Guitian grinned, "Others don't recognize me."

He, the head of the Heavenly Emperor, had been saying this for many years. At first, some people believed him, and there were also some sycophants who gathered around the Ghost Heavenly Emperor.

But as the Ghost Emperor became weaker and weaker, and the other Emperors became stronger and stronger, no one mentioned it.

After the Sky Emperor appeared, he completely killed the competition.

Even if Han Chan returns, in the consensus outside the territory, Emperor Kong Tian is still the first emperor, and Emperor Wu Tian is the top two candidate.

As for Emperor Guitian... everyone knows that he must be holding something back.

But in the end, should I hold it in or pull it out...

No one knew the answer until Emperor Guitian took action.

Dressed neatly, Guitian Emperor's eyes flashed brightly,

"Sister, I was really the head of the Emperor of Heaven back then..."

The sophomore nodded, "I know."

"I have been the Pure Land Emperor for more than two hundred years."

"I know."

"I still have something to hide."

"me?"

This time, it was the sophomore year's turn to be surprised.

Emperor Guitian smiled evilly and was very proud of the reaction of the second grade student.

He gestured, "Everyone knows that I am Guixiong's despicable trump card. They are all waiting for Guixiong's despicable trump card, but they never thought..."

"I am the Ghost Emperor!"

"More than two hundred years are enough for me to create my own trump card!"

Sophomore:? ? ?

Because the name of "Heroes and Ghosts" is too loud, everyone is paying attention to what the ghosts left behind.

No one has ever thought about what the 'Ghost Emperor', the head of the Pure Land Emperor, is doing?

Can he create his own trump card?

To take a step back, even if he really did it, what could he do with 100.5 magical powers?

Emperor Gui Tian led the way, and only then did the second year of high school realize that there was a secret passage where they lived.

Emperor Guitian led the way and explained,

"Originally, I kept collecting Qi from inside and outside the Pure Land and transformed it into immortal matter. I thought that if a war breaks out, these things will definitely come in handy."

Whether it is making strategic reserves or providing talent training resources, Emperor Guitian has always been competent in this regard.

There are also many top experts from all walks of life who come here to compete in the autumn wind.

But if that's all, what's the trump card?

The moment the real war breaks out, Emperor Guitian's savings of more than two hundred years will be exhausted in an instant.

Emperor Guitian continued to explain, "Later, when I had divine power and divine thoughts, I began to convert immortal matter into divine thoughts, but there was no difference."

"What really made me realize that there is one thing that only I can do is after meeting Huang Zehua..."

Emperor Guitian did not let anyone know, the secret passage was not long, and the two of them soon came to a secret room.

The door to the secret room was open, and there were two portraits on it, one on the left and one on the right, both of her father.

One with pink hair and one with red hair.

Sophomore in high school:......

Is this the Ghost Emperor’s trump card?

Is it time to fight again?

Or is it that Emperor Guitian brought his father to life?

If I can get a live daddy, it seems like it could really come in handy...

Unexpectedly, Emperor Guitian took the second grade high school student with him, greeted the two portraits, went straight forward, and pushed the door open.

This secret room is very large and empty.

Walking into it, you can smell a faint aroma.

This aroma is very similar to the incense in the temple, but it is a little different. The second year of high school feels peaceful when smelling this aroma.

Emperor Gui Tian introduced, "The seventh divine general, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, will pay tribute to the Emperor of Heaven every year with a batch of specially made incense. The inventory over the years is all here."

There is no need to light the lamp. When the Ghost Emperor comes to the secret room, candles in all directions are lit at the same time.

The secret room was lit up, and it also illuminated the so-called 'trump card' of Emperor Guitian.

A portrait, suspended in the air.

In front of each portrait, there is an incense burner with three incense sticks in it.

This fragrance is human smoke.

After seeing dozens of volumes of portraits, Emperor Guitian's tone was a little heavy.

"After the death of the Pure Land Heavenly Emperor, his soul was basically gone and he couldn't even act as a ghost."

Emperor Guitian recalled,

"At first, I painted their portraits just to leave a souvenir. People are dead and can't turn into ghosts. I always want to leave a message for future generations and tell them that they have been here and what they have done. ..."

"Ren Jie told me that I am the Emperor of Heaven who has lived the longest in the Pure Land. I have my own value, but he actually doesn't know what my value is."

"I just have to find it myself."

"I think, since I am the longest-living Heavenly Emperor, that means I know every generation of Pure Land Heavenly Emperors, and I know the stories of every generation of Pure Land Heavenly Emperors..."

Emperor Guitian held a candlestick and came to a scroll. This scroll was the oldest.

"This is the second emperor of the Pure Land, Yexiao, Emperor Yetian, also known as the Son of Yin. He reigned for three years and died under the siege of ten emperors from outside the territory..."

"This is the third Heavenly Emperor of the Pure Land, Ren Xuegu, the grandson of Ren Jie. He was supposed to be the Blood Heavenly Emperor. In order to avoid taboos, he called himself the Bone Emperor. He died in the death turmoil..."

"The fourth heavenly emperor of the Pure Land..."

"...."

There are not many Pure Land Emperors, and there are only about thirty portraits of Ghost Emperors left here.

Some emperors even died before they took office publicly, so they were not announced to the public.

If the number in the outside world does not match, the number in Ghost Heaven Emperor's place shall prevail.

"This is the forty-first Heavenly Emperor, Enchantment, Prison Heavenly Emperor."

Before the Prison Emperor, there were three Emperors who survived:

Emperor Guitian, Emperor Kongtian, and Emperor Wutian.

Therefore, he is the 41st Heavenly Emperor and the 38th Heavenly Emperor who fell.

"Two hundred years after the Pure Land, thirty-eight heavenly emperors died in battle, and they are all here..."

The Emperor of Heaven alone and the Emperor of Ghosts sent away so many of their colleagues.

"Only I can do this."

When he met Huang Zehua, the other party taught him a strange method to summon the souls of the dead, even the souls of the dead... he could summon them.

Emperor Guitian never knew whether this method was true or false.

Because he had summoned his father-in-law many times, but no one knew whether it was Miitu or He Zun who appeared.

Now, Emperor Guitian wants to try again.

This is his biggest trump card in the past two hundred years.

On each portrait, there are birth dates and life stories.

Emperor Gui Tian put three sticks of incense on each portrait.

As for kinship...

Emperor Gui Tian stood in front of all the portraits, looking at the familiar faces and recalling every detail of getting along with these emperors.

"I am the Pure Land Ghost Celestial Emperor, the head of the Celestial Emperors. You all are also Celestial Emperors. It is not an exaggeration to call me big brother."

The Ghost Emperor didn't say anything nonsense about 'elder brother is like father'. If he, the eldest brother, was qualified, if he, the head of the Heavenly Emperor, were qualified, so many Heavenly Emperors would not die in the Pure Land.

"For more than two hundred years, I have been on a rough road, overcoming thorns and thorns...Okay, I can't stand these sophisticated words, and most of you won't understand them."

"To put it simply, the Pure Land is almost over!"

"Shake people, shake ghosts, we have tried every possible method and every conceivable method!"

"They even brought Han Chan back to life!"

"I have no future and no ability. I really have no way to deal with this matter. I can only come here with a shameless face to beg you. I beg you guys who have died once and shattered your bones and souls for the Pure Land to help the Pure Land again..."

In front of the Heavenly Emperors of all generations, the Ghost Heavenly Emperor did not need to put on airs. Although he wanted face, whether he had face or not was not earned by talking hard.

"The dead always disturb the living, and the living also come to torment the dead..."

"What kind of Heavenly Emperor am I..."

The Ghost Heavenly Emperor laughed at himself,

"I am just a joke."

The Ghost Heavenly Emperor looked forward and said seriously,

"But you are not a joke, and the Pure Land is not either."

"I can only come here to beg you."

Looking at the portraits of more than 30 generations of Heavenly Emperors, the Ghost Heavenly Emperor knelt down without hesitation.

The Ghost Heavenly Emperor knelt in front of the portraits, threw the yellow paper in his hand into the brazier, and kowtowed three times to the front.

At some point, a brooch appeared on his chest.

In addition to the yellow paper, a collection of Pure Land jokes was thrown into the brazier.

He took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, and gritted his teeth and said,

"Today, please join me in this battle, all the Heavenly Emperors."

"In this battle, I will fight to the death with you all!"

The voice fell.

The secret room was silent.

Gao Er's heart was hanging in the air. She didn't know whether this method would work or not. She also didn't know whether the countless dead souls of the Heavenly Emperors of all generations, who were highly expected by the Ghost Heavenly Emperor, could respond at this moment.

Waiting is long and boring. No matter how long the waiting time is, even a moment, it feels like a century.

Fortunately, this world didn't let the Ghost Heavenly Emperor wait too long.

In the brazier, the flames soared!

The incense in the incense burner burned at an incredible speed.

The portraits shook and rustled.

They began to fly out of the secret room and gave the Ghost Heavenly Emperor an answer with their actions.

The Ghost Emperor raised his head and saw the portrait of the Prison Emperor floating in front of him.

Brother, smiled at him.

The Heavenly Emperors of the Pure Land are willing to fight in this battle.

......

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