Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

Prehistoric, Zhaixing Tower.

Everyone was shocked by the terrifying power of the leader's Immortal-killing Sword Formation. They were amazed and secretly wondering what his current strength was.

Without the blessing of the power of heaven and without the fruits of the past, how could he still be so strong?

When the gods witnessed this incomparably powerful sword formation, their hearts were shocked and even horrified, which far exceeded their expectations.

Is this the Immortal Killing Sword Formation?

The reputation of being the number one killing formation in the ages is indeed not something that can be denied!

Among them, what made them ponder the most was what kind of great power it must be for a leader who could easily and completely control such a large formation without the power of a saint.

It's really, really scary!

At this moment, everyone had a strong fear of the leader of the Tongtian cult and the entire Jie sect. They originally thought that the leader would gradually lose power after abandoning his holy position.

But now it seems that the thoughts and methods of the saint are beyond the reach of people like them.

It’s hard to say that abandoning the holy throne is just to pursue a broader avenue!

For a time, the eyes of many immortals and gods who had survived since ancient times flashed in their eyes, and they seemed to have gained something in their hearts.

I secretly thought that after the leader returned this time, he would pay a visit anyway. He didn't ask for any secrets from the world, but he wanted to find out the secrets anyway.

They are all almost spirit-like guys, and they don't think that the leader's behavior was caused by temporary insanity.

There must be a deep meaning inside.

If you can leave it behind, you will definitely pick it up again, or even find a better opportunity.

When they thought of this, they felt a little hot in their hearts.

I think back to those days, step by step, even though we were both listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, the difference between having the futon and not having it was a world of difference.

And now, this might be another amazing opportunity.

The vague gaze lingered on Li Tong, who was leisurely and contentedly on the high platform, and there was a hint of expectation in his inspection.

Li Tong, who noticed the attention on their faces, smiled lightly and didn't pay much attention.

Not to mention that these old guys are targeting the leader of the church or asking for help, so Li Tong must find a way to come up with it!

Although the person offering sacrifices has a person by his side, it does not mean that the Dharma can be obtained.

In the end, you have to rely on yourself... and your popularity to speak for itself.

It’s a bit early to think about these things now. Let’s first see how the leader handles the next thing. The problems in the world of Black Mythology may be simple, but they may also be complex.

The immortals and gods we see so far are just like puppets in front of the stage. If we can't go deep behind the scenes and solve the thing that has been causing trouble, I'm afraid everything will be in vain.

Thinking like this, Li Tong watched the scene flow in the picture with great interest.

He had to say that he really wanted to see what it would be like for the leader who had abandoned the tasteless Dao Fruit of the past and made a few further steps forward in the way of swordsmanship to go all out!

I just don’t know if he will give me face or not.

Li Tong is looking forward to this.

At this moment, someone suddenly pointed at the screen.

"Look! What is that?"

When the immortals and gods heard this, they looked around and saw three figures under the mighty sword galaxy, as if they had stepped out of the reflection of time.

From darkness to light, from virtuality to reality.

What!

Everyone frowned and looked at the three figures that slowly walked out of the illusion, but they were the three Heavenly Lords who perished under the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

This situation has shocked countless people!

People who were killed by the Zhuxian Sword Formation could actually find a chance to revive again?

Many people who grew up listening to their teachers talking about such a fierce innate treasure looked at the three real figures with disbelief on their faces, and were extremely surprised.

"That's..."

Some people frowned, but they could tell something was wrong:

"That was the power of heaven, which reversed time and allowed these three people to come out of the past!"

"And these so-called three Heavenly Lords are probably no longer themselves, nor the three people before!"

As soon as the words reached their ears, everyone's minds trembled and they hurriedly looked at the three figures.

I saw that the three Heavenly Lords who came from the void with a very majestic momentum were somewhat calmer than before, even though they were not consumed by all kinds of sword energy at this time.

But this kind of calmness seems a bit strange and not normal.

If you look into the eyes of these three people, you will find that there is no sparkle in the eyes of these three gods, just like puppets on a high platform.

It looks gorgeous, but there is no sense of consciousness at all. It is only controlled by the threads behind it.

"Good guy, could it be said that..."

Some people did not dare to speak nonsense about the way of heaven in the primitive world, so as not to cause trouble. They just pointed their hands slightly upward and spoke in horror with their mouths wide open.

The man with great supernatural powers inside nodded slowly:

"I think that's how it should be. Otherwise, how could those three people survive if their fundamental souls are held in the palm of the leader's hands?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed three times.

If that's the case, it would be a bit troublesome.

In a foreign land.

Suddenly seeing such a strange image, they had been silent for a long time, and even the Black Heavenly Emperor and the Four Emperors, who were almost despairing, suddenly came to life.

Just like seeing fish after rain in a pond that has been dry for a long time, the excitement of survival in death is simply difficult to describe in words. He suddenly laughed and said:

"Hahaha!"

"How dare you, a mere brat, dare to speak out against the gods?"

"The way of heaven is eternal, and we will live forever in heaven."

Their hearts were filled with confidence again, and they woke up shocked by the terrifying strength of the Tongtian Cult Master.

You know, this is their home court!

With the blessing of the power of heaven, as long as the heaven does not disappear in the world, they will be almost immortal. In this way, they will be almost invincible.

As for the way of heaven being destroyed?

Is this kind of thing possible? It doesn't exist at all.

Stepping on the Qingyun formed by the majestic power of merit and virtue, Nuwa Empress watched the changes in the sword formation, her face was calm and motionless, and she didn't even bother to pay attention to the shouts of the Black Heaven Emperor.

It's just the barking and yelling of ignorant people before they die, so why bother.

What she was paying attention to at this moment was the three beings who had come back from the dead, or the beings behind their resurrection.

With his eyes fixed, it was as if he could see through those three pairs of dead eyes and see the darkness surrounding the entire foreign world.

At this time, Nuwa gradually understood the reason why the leader clearly looked down on the existence of these three self-proclaimed gods, but still launched the Immortal Killing Sword Formation with great fanfare.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but after all, everyone's goal is the same.

It's just that she wasn't able to keep her composure and waited until the last one appeared. However, after thinking about the God of Mending Heaven who was still struggling in the Mountains and Rivers Society at this time, a hint of joy flashed across Nuwa's face.

Perhaps what can be gained from this person is more important than observing or dismembering the incomplete way of heaven in this foreign land?

Empress Nuwa pondered, thoughts flowing in her mind.

But at this moment, the expressions of the remaining gods of the Divine Court of Hei Tian Emperor, who had looked ferocious just now and had taken a breath, suddenly changed suddenly, and their expressions became stiff.

"Asshole!"

Emperor Heitian was furious and roared almost tremblingly:

"You... how dare you cut off our foundation!"

As the words fell, Siyu's expression suddenly turned into endless fear.

...

Under the sky, the earth is on earth.

Emperor Xin traveled among the mountains, rivers and lands, lobbying every living creature and common people.

At this time, he seemed to hear the incompetent and furious roar of the Black Heaven Emperor. He slightly raised his head to look at the sky and murmured:

"What does it mean to cut off your foundation? I will completely eliminate you at the source and smash you into the dust of history!"

Di Xin felt very happy as he watched the raging flames gradually burning in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people behind him.

After witnessing the lack of justice in the divine court, the collusion of immortals and gods, and even the mortal beings who are on the side of the gods in terms of the principles of heaven and earth in this world, they obviously already know their status in this world.

If you want to avoid being wantonly slaughtered by the gods, and if you want future generations to no longer face the pain they did, there is only one way to go.

That is, stand up and resist!

Only the human race that has ignited the flames in their hearts one after another stands up, can they be an independent and powerful human race, and can they survive stably in this world.

Otherwise, even if they destroy all the gods, as long as one person still ignorantly believes in the gods after leaving, everything will quickly resurface.

Only by doing this, Di Xin felt that his family was not doing this in vain, that he was not just rescuing people in trouble and relocating a few humans and staying out of it.

He is the king of humans, the master of the human race in this world, and he is also a human being.

When faced with fellow human beings who are suffering, he has the obligation to help them escape from disaster, even if he is not a member of this world, even if he is just a passerby.

Because, this is not for any merit, nor for vain fame, but for the Tao in the heart, for the ideal in the heart!

One day, the Great Shang will surely dominate the heavens and rule the infinite star field. At that time, these people will also be his subjects.

As the team behind Di Xin grew larger and larger, gradually, countless firm thoughts stirred reality, and a light emerged, which was the endless light emitted by the flame of humanity burning wantonly.

On the earth.

Di Xin stood in front of countless people.

And behind him, there are billions of living beings, countless pairs of unyielding eyes, and infinite light that penetrates the sky.

At this moment, their eyes were no longer confused or hesitant. They seemed to have found their backbone, looking piously and firmly at the majestic figure at the front.

They found their leader, the leader who led them to crush the dark destiny, the Human Emperor!

At this moment, Sun Wukong calmly looked at the rays of light and the crowds rising below him, but the flickering flames in his eyes betrayed his restless heart.

He knew that he was never a leader from beginning to end. He could be a hero or a leader, but he could not be a leader.

But now, that person appears.

There was no human emperor in this world originally, because the commander of the human race in this world called himself Emperor: the son of God.

He demoted himself and handed over the status of the leader of the human race to the control of the divine court, thus completely destroying the fate of the human race that was already struggling to survive.

It is obvious that without the protection of luck, the human race will naturally be firmly held in the palm of the divine court and rubbed wantonly.

In this world, the way of heaven is originally biased toward disorder and darkness. He directly eliminated the signs of the rise of humanity, supported the gods, and became the only dominant will in this world.

If outsiders and those with unlucky fortunes had not emerged, this situation would not have been broken no matter how many years passed.

But now, all the great supernatural powers from the prehistoric times have appeared, and Di Xin has appeared!

He walked all the way through the mountains and rivers, saving the common people, and at the same time, he rushed into the so-called imperial palace and beheaded the self-destructive emperor on the spot.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the divine court was helpless and furious.

Emperor Xin, who knew what Shenting was facing at this time, was naturally not afraid at all. What's more, he was the real Human Emperor. Who would disagree with killing a timid and cowardly waste?

At this moment, he leads hundreds of millions of people on the road of resistance. Although the power of humanity has just gradually awakened, it is still not very complete.

But the moment all mortals saw him, they felt without any hindrance the soaring spirit in his body that did not respect heaven and earth, nor worship ghosts and gods.

This is the backbone that the human race should have!

Human beings are destined to die, but they do not die weakly like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The future of hundreds of millions of people must be in our own hands.

At this time, facing hundreds of millions of people, Di Xin said in an extremely passionate voice:

"There are too many shameless beings in this world who want to oppress us humans, but we are definitely not lambs to be slaughtered!

Everyone is born equal. Although our bodies are naturally weak, we strive to strengthen ourselves and will never bow to any existence or force.

Nowadays, the gods are oppressing us, and heaven does not treat us as human beings. How can we sit back and wait for death, leading our necks to be slaughtered?

You know, gods can also feel pain and bleed. We should let the gods see our anger, let them hear our roar, and let them know that from now on, the human race will no longer be the human race that the human race bullied in the past!

The human race should strengthen itself!"

Countless mortals are all boiling with passion at this moment, and the remaining fear in their hearts has been dispelled, leaving only the deep hatred for the gods that has lasted for thousands of years.

But someone looked worried and asked:

"My king, although we are not afraid of death, we are only mortal bodies. How can we fight against the gods?"

"They are sitting high in the clouds, and our swords cannot touch them at all. What should we do? How should we resist?"

"Yes, my king! Those evil gods have oppressed us for too long. They have taken away everything from us and made it impossible for us to practice. There are not many practitioners among the entire human race. How can we fight against the gods?"

"I am not willing to accept it! I must watch these evil gods who have bullied me for countless years die one by one, otherwise I will not be sorry for those dead tribesmen!"

"I just hate that we are too weak to fight against the gods in the sky. What should we do?"

The words fell like a hammer, hitting countless people's hearts.

However, Di Xin just said lightly:

"Everyone, although the human body is weak, its will is like fire!"

"If we were born free, who would dare to be superior?"