Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 402 Conspiracy, War Begins

In the west, in Whirlpool City, a group of mysterious people wearing robes and golden masks stood in the turbulence of space.

The masks and robes they wore seemed to have the effect of shielding the secrets of heaven, conveying a secret power, and the surrounding space was filled with chaos and chaos.

They are all creatures who are dissatisfied with the rule of heaven, and the most important and most powerful person speaks:
"Everyone here has a deep hatred for that devil, just like this seat, who was cut by his black robe and hasn't healed yet!"

Someone heard this and said bitterly: "That devil was extremely hateful on the spot. They were just a group of despicable low-class people. That devil actually killed my Brahmin elders for them."

"It's pitiful that I, the most powerful genius of the Golden Lion Clan, was roasted alive by that demon because he devoured several humble human beings, and then shared his food among everyone." Listening to his accent, it sounded like someone from the Golden Lion Clan. A strong man.

"My clan's god-king practices the Shinto and is interdependent with his believers. This was originally a matter of mutual benefit, but he destroyed the Kingdom of God, and all hundreds of millions of believers were released, cutting off the path of my brother's clan."

Next, everyone began to denounce Wu Tian.

Although what Wu Tian did in the West benefited all living beings, it also touched the interests of many living beings.

The essence of spiritual practice is the transition of life!When high-level practitioners face ordinary people or even low-level practitioners, they treat them like ants!

No god likes to be in the same position as an ant-like creature!

Moreover, reform means bloodshed and sacrifice. Countless lives have died in Wutian and his demon soldiers over the years.

These people all have a grudge against Wu Tian, ​​and the reason why they gather here is self-evident.

The remaining strong Brahmins sneered:

"That big devil really doesn't know how to live or die! When the two saints were in charge of the West, they never dared to think about the Eastern Expedition! He alone dared to provoke the Taoist sect."

"It's nothing more than a worm shaking a tree. This is our last chance."

"Brothers, please don't be careless. Don't forget that the demon still has a backup plan in Lingshan." Someone said in a solemn tone.

"It's not impossible to deal with a Hunyuan!" the golden lion king said.

Someone asked a little doubtfully: "Most of the new Hunyuan people in the prehistoric era are from Dongfang or the disciples of the old saints. Which one do you know?"

However, the Golden Lion King chuckled and said, "Who said we must search for the prehistoric Hunyuan?"

No one here is stupid. They reacted as soon as they heard this. Someone asked in surprise:

"You want to lure Hunyuan from the small world to Honghuang?"

Hearing this, the Golden Lion King felt a little complacent in his heart, but his face remained calm and he spoke calmly:

"There is a large world in the prehistoric world, and there is a clan in it, called the Nine-Headed Golden Lion Clan. Its clan leader is a nine-headed golden lion with Hunyuan cultivation. I also call him uncle!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked at the Golden Lion King with envy. In ancient times, there were two different benefits: having a Hunyuan as a backstage and not having a Hunyuan as a backstage.

Even in the small world attached to the prehistoric era, the treatment enjoyed by people with Hunyuan and those without Hunyuan is also very different.

Now this person is next to a Hunyuan. Although he is a Hunyuan from a small world attached to the prehistoric era, his status is not high.

But it is also enough to make the status of the Golden Lion Clan go a step further, surpassing the general holy land where people with great supernatural powers sit.

Facing everyone's envious gazes, the Golden Lion King changed his words:
"However, my clan uncle has admired the Great Wilderness for a long time. If he wants to move his clan to the Great Wilderness, he will need to occupy tens of thousands of miles of territory. These tens of millions of miles will need to be borne by all of you."

"If you are willing, I will send a message to the Holy Lion World to inform my clan uncle. If you are not willing, then let it go."

After the Golden Lion King finished speaking, he remained silent, leaving everyone time to think about their choices.

The relationship between the prehistoric world and its affiliated worlds is equivalent to the relationship between the suzerain state and the vassal state in ancient China.

Even if a quasi-sage walks out of the prehistoric world and goes to the attached world, he should be treated with courtesy by Hunyuan.

All the creatures in the attached small world want to enter the prehistoric world, because the laws of the prehistoric world are more perfect and the avenues of heaven and earth are more abundant, which can provide them with further cultivation.

But the prehistoric place is so big, and the local creatures are not enough. The major forces are intertwined and complicated.

He often started wars because of insufficient cultivation resources, let alone letting the creatures in the attached small world get a share of the pie.

So far, except for the wilderness world where there is a Hunyuan Wuji sitting behind it, there is no attached small world that can be moved into the primitive world.

Even if Hunyuan in the attached small world has joined the great forces of the ancient world, he can only come to the ancient world to practice and listen to the sermons of the powerful men from time to time!
Of course, Zhang Ye has formulated special rules for this matter. Those who have made great contributions to the ancient times can naturally move into the ancient times.

After a long time, the strong Brahmin finally made up his mind and said bitterly:

"As long as that devil is around, we will never be able to make a comeback. I agree to this, and our Whispering City can be allocated a million miles of territory to the saint as a dojo."

Say it.The strong Brahmin looked around and said loudly: "You all know how powerful the devil is. If he succeeds in his eastern expedition, we will be liquidated!"

"The Buddhas have passed away and there is no movement on Mount Sumeru. We have been abandoned by them. Why are you still hesitating?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up like a dream, and immediately realized that this is indeed the truth.

Wutian is now practicing his Dao. This is a battle of Dao that will last until the death.

Thinking of this, someone couldn't sit still, and someone said: "My Garuda family is also willing to set aside a million-mile territory!"

Someone raised their hands to the Golden Lion King and said: "Brother Tao, feel free to do whatever you want, we can take out the territory of thousands of miles. Please contact that saint, brother Tao."

The Golden Lion King showed an expression of satisfaction on his face. He knew that the territory of thousands of miles was not much, but the Hunyuan Saint behind him only needed a stepping stone.

The territory can be expanded, but first we must obtain Honghuang’s ID card. He agreed:

"I will contact you now!"

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the junction of the east and west of the ancient world, the wind was fierce, the flags were fluttering, and the war drums were roaring. From a distance, the battleships and war fortresses in the sky formed a black line.

Looking down, a powerful man from the troll clan who was tens of thousands of feet tall was crossing the earth. Every step was thousands of feet away, and the earth was shaking with endless roars.

In the East China Sea, on Jin'ao Island, there are many treasure towers above the heads, holding Qingping swords in their hands. Behind them are thousands of disciples of the Jiejiao, all holding fairy swords and spiritual treasures, full of murderous intent.

"Junior brothers, I have not avenged the death of my junior sister, and now they dare to invade our religion. What should we do?"

All Jiejiao disciples roared with murderous intent.

"kill!"

Seeing this, Duobao felt relieved, the disciples of Jiejiao were united, and roared angrily:
"Intercept the disciple to obey the order!"

"exist!"

"revenge!"

"Get the decree!"

...Above Kunlun, the golden bells and jade chimes were ringing, but this time there was no Dao rhyme as in the past, but a sense of killing.

Guangchengzi held the Fantian Seal in his hand and stood in front of the disciples of Chanjiao. His expression was majestic and full of awe-inspiring power, and he said:

"Please invite Yuqing Taoist soldiers!"

After the words fell, three thousand Taoists wearing Taoist robes and carrying fairy swords flew out from the Three Thousand Peaks of Kunlun. They looked like real people, but they were spiritual treasures.

This is something that Yuanshi Tianzun researched by combining the mechanical avenues of the world of science and technology.

They are called Dao soldiers, and they are specially born for killing. They have quasi-sage cultivation and can compete with ancient martial arts monks of the same level.

"Let Na Wutian see my Yuqing Dao!"

……

On Shouyang Mountain, Xuandu, who had always been free and uninhibited, had a murderous look on his face. He was carrying a Tai Chi diagram on his back and holding a seven-star sword in his hand.

Xuandu was the only one on Shouyang Mountain, but he didn't panic and said softly:

"Where are the disciples of the Renjiao?"

After the words fell, all the eight immortals who traveled around the world raised their heads.

Suddenly, fairy swords soared into the sky, fish drums clanked, flutes played melodiously, lotus flowers bloomed in the sky, and falling stars fell in colorful colors.

The fairy gourd is circling, and a sharp white light can be faintly seen surrounding it. The precious fan is swaying gently, a strong wind blows in a moment, the jade plate evolves into a machine of life and death, and the flower basket carries the wonders of heaven and earth.

On the Shu Mountain, millions of sword immortals turned into bright sword lights, piercing the sky.

On this day, the disciples of the three Taoist sects came down the mountain.

Soon, the two sides met at the junction of the east and west sides. The Taoist sect was led by Xuandu, with Guangchengzi and Duobao standing behind him, and Yuding, Chi Jingjing and Jinling Shengsheng were slightly behind.

The momentum of the six people was vaguely locked on Wutian, and their wits were intertwined to release pressure together, forming a siege.

Wutian sat upright on the twelve-level world-destroying black lotus, with his hands clasped together. One eye was calm, compassionate, and full of Zen, while the other eye was violent, overflowing with murderous intent, and full of cruelty.

Although it was only one person, he was not afraid of facing the six Hunyuan of the Taoist sect. His eyes were calm, as if the six people in front of him were all chickens and dogs.

In the demon world in the far west, Luo Hou looked at this scene, gently rubbing his chin with his index finger and thumb. Seeing this scene made him feel a little familiar inexplicably.

Wasn't this what happened in the ancient Taoist-Demon War back then?Shameless Hongjun united with the four to besiege him alone.

"I was like this at that time, and I will never let you suffer such injustice today." Luo Hou chuckled and murmured in a low voice.

Then he said a voice: "Blood Demon, Bone Demon, Ghost Demon, Demon Lord, please go to the place where the east and west meet as soon as possible to help Wutian."

As the words fell, four magnificent auras rose from all over the demon world, turned into flashes of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the junction of east and west, Wutian sat on the black lotus, with a warm smile on his mouth, his black hair like a waterfall, spread flat on his shoulders, he looked at the opposite door, and said with a smile:

"Is the Virgin Mary still okay?"

This sentence was so hateful that in an instant, all the Jie Jiao disciples behind him were furious, and even the people in the Ren Jiao and Chan Jiao had sullen expressions on their faces.

Yuding's expression remained unchanged, but the Immortal Sword in his hand had an inexplicable sense of austerity.

Jin Ling couldn't take it anymore, Duobao is fine, he has the status of Jiejiao, who can suppress luck and clarify his mood.

But Jin Ling was originally practicing the Geng-Gold method of killing and was naturally aggressive. At this moment, he couldn't help it. The Geng-Gold law was out of control and he was about to take action.

At this moment, Xuandu stretched out his hand and pressed it on Jin Ling's shoulder, and a calm voice came out:
"Junior sister, don't be impulsive, he is deliberately irritating us!"

This voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, which instantly brought back Jin Ling's consciousness. When she came to her senses, she made a prompt decision and condensed a golden sword in front of her to cut off all her delusions.

Xuandu first warned the disciples of the three religions: "This person is a Buddhist and demon cultivator, and his ability to confuse people's hearts should not be underestimated. All junior brothers and sisters should guard their minds and don't fall into this trap!"

Then he raised his head and looked at Wutian, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist is also the leader of the sect, why should I act like this? I will lose my identity in vain!"

That's right, what Wu Cai Wu Tian said just now contained the magical power of Buddhist Sanskrit sounds and Heavenly Demonic Sounds. Otherwise, if the Jin Ling was a Hunyuan, even if he practiced Geng Jin Dao, he wouldn't be so easily angry.

Wutian chuckled, and before he said anything, he heard a cold voice:

"Fellow Daoist is also the respect of the leader, but he bullies the few with the more, he really has no shame!"

As the words fell, a skeleton appeared next to Wu Tian, ​​emitting a glistening white light. There was a green flame burning in the skull, and beneath him was a bone throne.

Then came three creatures, a ball of extremely filthy blood, a creature in black robes and shrouded in black mist, and an emperor who looked extremely domineering and wore imperial robes.

Seeing these four people, Xuan Du and others' hearts sank. What was once a sure thing was now full of unknowns.

These four attained Taoism at the same time as them, although because the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is controlled by the Immortal Dao, there is preferential treatment for those who practice immortality, making the six Hunyuans of the Taoist Sect stronger on average than the four Hunyuans of the Demonic Sect.

But the strength is extremely limited. At the very least, if there is a fight, the battle will definitely not be resolved in a short time.

The smile on Wutian's face became even warmer. He nodded to the four of them and said harmoniously: "Thank you four fellow Taoists for your help!"

You Mo smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you don't have to be polite, just call me Junior Brother!"

Wutian smiled heartily and said, "Thank you four junior brothers!"

Then, Wu Tian shouted loudly: "All the ways are hypocritical, and the evil spirit will last forever! Please follow the poor monk and create the world again today!"

Billions of demonic soldiers lined up at the border and roared in unison:
"kill!"

The murderous aura soared into the sky, and hundreds of millions of demon soldiers screamed. In an instant, the world was like a ghost prison, and the sounds of demons pierced through the ears.

Xuandu held the Seven Star Sword horizontally in front of his body, opened the Taiji diagram, calmed down the earth, fire, water, and wind, and there was no more noisy sound between the heaven and the earth.

He stopped talking nonsense, raised the Seven-Star Sword, slashed out, and roared:
"The heavens are full of energy, and our Taoist sun is prospering! My fellow disciples, it is today that we protect our teachings!"

All the disciples of the Taoist sect are in full formation, some have formed seals, talismans are flying all over the sky, and runes are engraved between heaven and earth.

There were people with celestial swords and Taoist soldiers whose faces were just like ordinary people, but their eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

There are eight-armed gods and demons in the demon world, each with a height of several hundred feet, exuding the aura of immortal golden immortals. They are all moving forward bravely, with a dull look in their eyes, but they are born with a body of King Kong. Looking around, they are full of Billions of dollars.

Not only that, there will be many enchanting and charming women in the future, with endless amorous feelings blooming between swaying figures, but it is a pity that a poisonous snake on the head destroys this beauty.

There is also a demonic body that exudes metallic luster and has an icy coldness appearing on the battlefield.

It was a demon puppet that was no different from ordinary people, something similar to Taoist soldiers. Of course, the quality was far inferior. The strongest of these demon puppets was only comparable to Taiyi.

These are not the strongest forces in the demon world. They are just thrown out as cannon fodder because of their large numbers.

(End of this chapter)