Hong Huang: I am the king of men, and I will overthrow all the saints in the heavens.

The voice was flat, but it penetrated the rolling black clouds.

Although the light was small, it dispelled the darkness in an instant.

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Weng——.

A little broken face.

In an instant, the rosy clouds shone, and the prehistoric world that was originally in darkness ushered in the dawn.

Above the light, an old man wearing a white long gown and Taoist robe holding a Buddhist dust slowly appeared.

"Hongjun?"

Emperor Xin looked over, who else could turn the tide at this moment except Hongjun?

An invisible force slowly lifted Emperor Xin, making it impossible for Emperor Xin to go any further.

But it did not hurt Emperor Xin at all.

Hualala.

The power of the prehistoric world burst out.

An irresistible and very gentle force enveloped the prehistoric world.

Hongjun only saw a single hand gesture, and the entire dark sky instantly became blue.

Hongjun's Dharma body descended.

"Greetings, teacher."

The Taiqing Saint also saluted. How could he be so arrogant in front of Hongjun?

Hongjun looked into the depths of chaos, just a glance.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation collapsed instantly.

"Greetings, teacher."

Even the Five Saints of Tongtian had to salute at this moment.

Tongtian's body was stained with blood.

Jie Yin Zhunti was also in tatters and his breath was weak.

Yuanshi Tianzun had dishevelled hair. Although he looked embarrassed, he was protected by the innate treasure Pangu Banner.

On the contrary, he was not in serious trouble.

The worst was Nuwa.

At this moment, the three flowers on his head were already shaking.

The clothes on his body were torn, revealing pieces of white.

The golden blood from the corners of his mouth flowed out desperately, and his breath was very chaotic.

"Tongtian, you passed."

Hongjun's voice came, Tongtian suddenly spit out a mouthful of holy blood, and was beaten back billions of kilometers away.

At this moment, Tongtian Sect Master did not dare to act rashly. Facing Daozu, he was just an ant.

Then, he looked at the Human King Di Xin and said:

"Human King, although you are the king of the human race and the future Daozu of the human race, you do not care about the common people of the prehistoric world, and even more so the endless lives of the human race. You are really stupid."

Daozu Hongjun came forward and directly put on a high and mighty attitude.

Who dared not to obey among the saints of the heavens?

Who dared to resist among the living beings of the prehistoric world?

However, Di Xin did not retreat at all.

Human King Jian Ao stood in front of him, and his eyes looked directly at Hongjun's Dharma body.

"Hongjun, you."

"Human King is so bold that he dared to call the teacher by his name."

Before he could speak, he was scolded by the saints of the heavens.

But how could Di Xin be afraid?

"Get lost."

The Human King was angry, the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder roared in the clear sky.

"Hongjun, do you want to wade into this muddy water too?"

"Emperor Xin, I am the ancestor of the prehistoric world. Everything in the prehistoric world is my responsibility. You are a little wrong."

"Hahaha, what a responsibility, well said, but the ancestor of the prehistoric world? You may be a little wrong. You are just the ancestor of the heavenly way. What does it have to do with my human way?"

Hongjun's face changed instantly:

"Emperor Xin, don't talk nonsense. You are the king of men. You should condense your luck body. At the very least, you should have a true body of faith. Your true body of killing is really not worthy of you as the king of men. Let's disperse it."

As he said, he waved his hand and wanted to disperse the true body of killing.

Only to see Emperor Xin laughed and said:

"Hongjun, now the true body of killing has merged with my life. If you are not afraid, then try to fight one."

Fuck——.

Hongjun wanted to curse in his heart, but then he saw clearly that Emperor Xin's vitality had already disappeared at this moment.

The reason why he is not dead yet is because of the protection of the Killing True Body.

Once the Killing True Body is defeated, the Human King will surely die.

At that time, if I kill the Human King with my own hands, it will change the situation of heaven and earth.

The prehistoric world will stage an infinite catastrophe.

Looking at the luck of the Shang Dynasty, it is also all merged into the Killing True Body.

It can be said that once the Killing True Body is destroyed, the Shang Dynasty will perish.

The Conferred God Catastrophe can end here.

But if so, the Human King will also be beheaded.

Such consequences Hongjun cannot bear.

"Emperor Xin, you."

Hongjun gritted his teeth in anger.

I didn't expect Emperor Xin to be so desperate.

Taiqing, who was not far away, was scared after hearing this.

Drops of sweat fell, fortunately I didn't burst out in the end.

Otherwise, if this Killing True Body was broken up, it would be over.

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun calmed down and said:

"Emperor Xin, the demise of the Shang Dynasty and its replacement by the Great Zhou Dynasty was God's will. Why are you so stubborn? Don't you care about the future of the human race? Don't forget that you are the king of humans."

"Hongjun, stop spreading these evil words. Do you really think I don't know anything?"

Looking at Hongjun, Emperor Xin's eyes were full of the momentum of giving up everything and burning his boats.

"Humanity awakens in the Conferred God Calamity, and the three paths of heaven, earth and man jointly control the prehistoric world. This is the general trend. What you call God's will is just to calculate my humanity and my prehistoric human race. Others don't know your thoughts, but how can I not know them?"

The last sound broke through the clouds and hit Hongjun's heart hard on the spot.

The so-called general trend is that humanity must awaken.

The prehistoric world must awaken the three paths of heaven, earth and man. As for who controls it and who awakens it, it doesn't matter.

The final result is that the three paths awaken.

This is the general trend.

However, as the ancestor of Taoism, Hongjun certainly knows that the general trend cannot be changed, but the minor trend can be changed.

That’s why he plotted against humanity.

He had already plotted against the earth, and if humanity was to be plotted against again.

Then Hongjun would truly become the ancestor of the prehistoric Dao, not the ancestor of the prehistoric heavenly Dao.

Looking at Hongjun’s ever-changing expression, Emperor Xin shouted loudly:

“Hongjun, you’d better retreat. It’s not your turn to interfere in the affairs of my human race. The awakening of humanity has nothing to do with you. Even if you are the ancestor of the Dao, you have no right to interfere. If you are stubborn and still want to plot against my position as the king of men”

He smiled slightly and said:

“I will kill the thirty-three heavens with this broken body and turn the world upside down. By then, it will not be as simple as the Conferred God Calamity, nor as simple as the struggle between the Jiejiao and the Chanjiao.”

As soon as the words fell, a determination to die broke out.

In later generations, Sun Wukong made a riot in the Heavenly Palace, and today, the human king Emperor Xin made a riot in the thirty-three heavens.

The thing that Hongjun was most worried about still happened.

"Emperor Xin, you are really stubborn. Aren't you afraid that I will imprison you forever?"

"No."

Emperor Xin's Dharma body rose again, level with Hongjun.

"As long as I am not dead, the Conferred God Tribulation will never end. I want to see who is more anxious, you or me."

"You"

Hongjun was speechless. Emperor Xin pinched Hongjun's soft spot.

When Pangu opened the sky, the Heavenly Dao was injured by Pangu.

It needs to stage an endless tribulation to make up for itself. Once the Conferred God Tribulation cannot continue.

Then the Heavenly Dao will never be able to repair the injury.

At that time, Hongjun will definitely be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

"Okay, very good, if that's the case, then it will be as you wish."

Hongjun grabbed with one hand, and the scattered human luck gathered instantly.

"Emperor Xin, since you are not dead yet, the Conferred God Tribulation must continue. I will give all the endless luck of the human race to King Wu of Xiqi. Without the blessing of the luck of the human race, let's see how you will fight this Conferred God Battle."