Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 388 Avenue Oath Styx Project

When passing by Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, two invisible flashes of blood flashed past.

Two crystal-clear blood beads, as red as blood, have fallen into the hands of Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi.

Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi looked at each other in surprise. They turned their hands and saw that the blood beads had been put away by the two of them.

The Blood Sea Blood Bead is condensed from the evil energy of the Blood Sea for hundreds of millions of years. It is extremely pure and can greatly increase the strength of the physical body.

Even though Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi are now Daluo Jinxian, this blood bead still has a great effect on them.

In the Luofu Cave, Zhao Gongming saw Ming He walking in, with a slight smile on his face.

"When will Fellow Daoist Styx have time to come to my place?"

When Zhao Gongming was in the sea of ​​blood, he took advantage of the situation to suppress others, saved the mosquito Taoist, and even caused trouble with the boss of Ming He.

But with the passage of time, Zhao Gongming proved that everything turned into dust and dissipated in the long river of history.

Ming He smiled slightly and said, "The prehistoric era was shattered, and the Tao Ancestor divided the three realms. It seemed that the situation was stabilized, but the split of the prehistoric ancestral line is an indisputable fact."

Zhao Gongming said straight to the point, "Whatever Taoist Fellow Minghe wants to say, just say it."

Styx River Road, "The ancient world is broken, divided into three realms, the world level has fallen, the innate spiritual energy is slowly degenerating into the acquired spiritual energy, practice will only become more and more difficult, and now, the heavens have enshrined gods, humans, interpretations, and interceptions, and Mahayana Buddhism stands. But the Taoist Patriarch also ordered that for immeasurable calamities, saints should not take action in the wilderness. I guess that the next battlefield will shift to saints preaching and fighting for territory."

"I have practiced the way of killing since the beginning of the world. My subordinates Abi and Yuantu have killed countless creatures, but only the holy blood has not been stained."

Styx's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and traces of murderous aura surged out of him uncontrollably, explaining his thoughts to Zhao Gongming.

After hearing this, Zhao Gongming roughly understood what Styx meant.

Styx was right. In the center of the ancient world, the battle between the saints shattered the ancestral lineage of the ancient world.

The prehistoric world was torn into pieces, and even the combined efforts of all the saints could not stop the speed of its disintegration.

Fortunately, Dao Ancestor took action and used his supreme magic power to maintain the prehistoric world that was about to be shattered. However, this was only an appearance. The ancestral lineage of the prehistoric world was already torn apart like the four major continents today.

In addition, Taozu ordered that the saints are not allowed to take action in the prehistoric period for immeasurable calamities.

This will also cause the situation in the Three Realms to change from an open battle to a secret battle for territory and luck.

Styx's idea was to take advantage of the opportunity of the saints' orthodoxy to expand, preach, and compete for luck to kill the incarnations of saints, thereby perfecting his own killing method and gaining a chance to attain enlightenment.

Zhao Gongming thought for a while and then answered.

"Friend Styx's idea is indeed feasible. You can just test it yourself when the time comes. Why come to me?"

Indeed, even if the Styx Saint Slaughter failed, with the blood sea as the base camp, there would be no fear even if the Saint came in person.

Because even if the saint wants to kill Styx, he still has to withstand the consequences of the endless evil energy of the blood sea after Styx's fall. Generally speaking, there is no need to worry.

Ming He chuckled, "I have a sea of ​​blood, so I don't have to worry about the saint killing me. What I want is for fellow Taoists to help me hold off the saint at the critical moment."

When Ming He said this, Zhao Gongming completely understood.

What Styx wanted him to help was to drag the saint's true body to rescue him at the moment he slaughtered the saint, to help Styx complete the last step.

Zhao Gongming thought for a while and then asked, "Have you decided which saint you want to kill?"

Minghe said without hesitation, "Of course it's Zhunti, the ancestor of the ten thousand Buddhas of Mahayana Buddhism." Minghe knew his position very well, although he had Abi, Yuantu, and the 480 million Blood God Sons from the Blood Sea to help him. , It is rare for a saint to find an opponent.

It may be that those who have achieved enlightenment and become a saint do not have powerful means in their hands, so to kill the saint, it is natural to kill the weakest saint.

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Well, I agree to this matter."

Ming He was startled. Zhao Gongming had been practicing Taoism for so many years, but he had never suffered any losses. He was even prepared for Zhao Gongming to open his mouth and bleed heavily.

Suddenly hearing Zhao Gongming say this, he couldn't help being stunned and asked quickly, "You have no conditions?"

You know, this is an opportunity to help others achieve enlightenment. Even if the success rate is still unclear, it is already of infinite value.

Zhao Gongming shook his head, "There are no conditions, I just hope that after fellow Taoist disciples of the Styx River prove the truth, Jiejiao will have one more ally and the underworld will have one more point of protection."

Ming He became even more suspicious. The suspicious character he had developed since the Longhan Catastrophe made him unable to believe that Zhao Gongming's condition was that simple.

Zhao Gongming spread his hands and said, "There are indeed no conditions. If Fellow Daoist Minghe doesn't believe it, there is nothing I can do."

Suddenly, Ming He thought of something and hurriedly said, "No matter whether this matter is successful or not, fellow Taoist can't ask me to do anything about this matter. Can fellow Taoist dare to make a great oath?"

Ming He was very vigilant. He would be relieved if Zhao Gongming opened his mouth, but Zhao Gongming's lack of desire made him uneasy.

It should be noted that at their level, every move involves cause and effect.

Zhao Gongming helped him like this without asking for anything in return, which implicitly meant that he owed Zhao Gongming karma.

This cause and effect may seem inconspicuous on ordinary days, but at critical times, it may be of great use. This is why Styx asked Zhao Gongming to take the oath of greatness.

The oath of the great road, the oath of the great road, whether it is a saint of heaven, a golden immortal of Hunyuan Daluo, or a monk of a higher level such as Hongjun, must be bound.

Under the shocked gaze of Ming He, Zhao Gongming made the oath of the Dao without any hesitation. In an instant, a muffled thunder sounded above Mount Emei, which represented the approval of the Dao and the oath of the Dao was established.

In the Luofu Cave, Zhao Gongming said, "Are you satisfied, fellow Daoist Minghe, now?"

Ming He suppressed the smile on his face and said solemnly, "It's fine if the plan to kill the saints doesn't succeed this time. If it succeeds, he will be the most loyal ally of Jiejiao after the sea of ​​blood."

Not long after, Ming He left and Zhao Gongming continued to retreat.

Time flies by like a flash, and in the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed.

The Shang Dynasty, which was once prosperous and had all the barbarians surrendered, finally turned from prosperity to decline.

The last king of Shang was ignorant and unprincipled, and the fortune of the dynasty was unstable. At this time, a rebel army rose up, killed the king of Shang, and seized the world. The whole world was suddenly out of control.

The king of Shang Dynasty, Chaoge, the capital of Shang Dynasty, realized what he was doing and quickly sent an army to quell the chaos, but it was already too late.

The treasury is empty, traitors are causing chaos, and even military pay cannot be paid. Who will work for you?

Six months after the rebels rose up, the Shang Dynasty was officially overthrown.

On the coast of the East China Sea, the ancestral land of the human race, a sigh appeared on the faces of all the ancestors of the human race.

Thousands of years have passed, and the sea has changed. Even as powerful as the Great Shang, one day it will eventually fall.

Di Xin, on the other hand, was very open-minded, "Dynasties change, the sun and the moon rotate. As long as our human race's temple is immortal, the human race's inheritance will not be cut off."

(End of this chapter)