The most grand and magnificent Lingxiao Dharma Assembly in ten thousand years ended with the title of Zhenwu being conferred upon him to suppress the heavens.
This title is already the highest in status. It not only has a reputation of boundless power, but also has the majesty of a god and the name of the heavenly guardian. He has heavenly soldiers and generals under his command. After the establishment of his government, he has the giant spirit god who is at the top level among the gods and generals in the entire heaven, and the new Four Heavenly Kings.
The Four Heavenly Kings are disciples of the Shangqing Sect sent by Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.
Because Shangqing Da Daojun had too many disciples and grandchildren, he sent a group of troublemakers who were good at fighting and resisting discipline. Although they were not convinced, they were beaten up by Wang Lingguan with an iron mace, and no matter how bad their tempers were, they had to restrain themselves.
After Lingxiao Dharma Assembly conferred titles on Zhenwu **Mo, there were naturally other gods and generals who had made contributions, as well as the Great Emperor Huoyao Dongyang. However, with the example of the Great Emperor Zhenwu **Mo, the subsequent titles were naturally meaningless.
The gods and immortals looked at the warrior wearing a jade crown, black armor, a battle robe and a belt, and with a gentle expression.
From then on, he, together with Miaole Tianzun, Lingguan Emperor, Xuandu Dafashi, Cangtian God Tianpeng Dazhenjun, and Qinghua Emperor Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun, became the most powerful emperors under the heaven, and their status and title were second only to the Four Imperial Lords.
The name has also been completely decided.
They are the Great Emperor Zhenwu, the Supreme Demon Lord, and the Great Emperor Zhentian.
At this high level, he is decisive in killing!
So they all came forward to congratulate him, and Emperor Zhenwu responded in the same way.
Looking at the young man over there, Yang Jian, who was only fourteen years old, was shining brightly. He had a resolute look on his face, pursed his lips, and said, "How strong is he? What do I have to do to be able to reach him..."
“Hahahaha, you want to compare yourself to Master Zhenwu?!”
A loud, rough laugh.
The whole surrounding area was shaking, and Yang Jian's ears were buzzing. A hand as big as a palm leaf fan slapped his shoulder. Yang Jian raised his head and saw a big man over ten feet tall standing there. He had a mighty face and was wearing armor. Next to him stood a Xuanhua axe over two feet long and his brows were rough.
Yun Qin said, "This is the Great Spirit Master. He has infinite strength and can split mountains and rivers. He uses his battle axe skillfully, like a phoenix flying through flowers. He moves in a nimble way."
The giant spirit laughed loudly, looked at the young Taoist priest, and said, "Are you the junior of Master Zhenwu?"
After Yang Jian nodded, he picked up the young Yang Jian. Although Yang Jian had great power, he was no match for the giant spirit. He was lifted up like a kitten and put on his shoulder so that he could see the scene in the Lingxiao Palace more clearly. He said, "Did you see it? Boy Yang Jian."
Although Yang Jian was a little scared, he didn't show it on his face and nodded: "Yes."
The giant spirit praised the boy's courage.
He said: "Look, if you want to achieve the status of Master Zhenwu, then you must become one of the six realms, um, no, after the various schools of thought, it is the three realms of heaven, earth and man, then you must become the strongest god of war in the three realms."
The young boy said: "The strongest god of war..."
The Giant Spirit laughed loudly and said, "Yes, the strongest, the undisputed strongest god of war!"
"Go face the strongest enemy, go fight the toughest opponent, call yourself the Supreme Lord, call yourself the Emperor, hold your weapon and sweep left and right, what do you think, kid, are you scared?!"
The response was beyond his expectations.
Young Yang Jian pursed his lips, shook his head, and said: "I will go this far."
He looked at the god of war in black armor, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said softly:
"In that case, I can just look at his back and walk to his side?"
The laughing giant spirit paused, looking at the seriousness in the young man's eyes.
For some reason, I thought of the young Taoist priest from the human race that I met that year.
There are so many geniuses in the world.
There was a gentle smile on his rough face. He stood up. He was tall, and even if he tried his best to restrain his body, he was still more than ten feet tall. The god smiled gently and said, "Ahaha, then I'll wait for that day."
"If this day really comes."
The giant spirit held his magic weapon in one hand and bent his left arm to help the young man sit more steadily.
He smiled gently and said, "I will be your vanguard officer."
These words at this moment are nothing more than compliments to a determined young man.
When the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly was over, Brother Yang Jian was led to another place by an immortal. As a young man who had only lived in the human world for twenty years, he should have been terrified when he came here. But I don't know if it was because he was shocked to the point of being a little stupid, or because of the presence of the Zhenwu Demon Emperor.
He sat in a side hall in heaven, watching the clouds flowing outside, but he felt no fear.
There is only an indescribable and inexplicable trance.
It seemed as if he had often come here in the past, as if he had been here more than once in the Lingxiao Palace in the heaven, leaning on the white jade railing and looking at the sea of clouds outside. When he was in a trance for a moment, he heard footsteps. He subconsciously turned sideways and the door opened.
He subconsciously asked: "Senior?"
However, he saw that the person who walked in was a young man who looked about seventeen years old. He had gentle brows, was wearing the clothes of the Emperor of Heaven, and was looking at him quietly. For some reason, Yang Jiao's movements froze slightly. In a trance, he didn't know for a moment whether he was the young man who had lived in the human world for more than twenty years, or the person in his dream.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jiao in front of him, as if he saw the resolute True Lord from back then.
He lowered his eyes slightly and said gently: "Qing, long time no see..."
"We did what you said back then."
Zhang Xiaoyu held a jade box in his hand, which contained the head of the Great Lord of Justice.
The Jade Emperor, who had just faced himself and initially established his authority, paused and said gently:
"Feel sorry……"
"Back then, I was probably unable to respond to your expectations..."
Zhang Xiaoyu expressed his apologies and difficulties. The young man in armor and battle robes remained silent for a long time. He brushed his fingers across the table, looking at the rolling clouds outside and the Jade Emperor in front of him. Everything seemed like a dream. He shook his head almost subconsciously and said, "It's not your fault."
But after a pause, the young man said apologetically with an apologetic and puzzled look on his face:
"Besides, these things you said have nothing to do with me."
"My name is Yang Jiao. I am from Huazhou in the human world. I have a younger brother and a younger sister."
"I love them very much."
He looked at the Jade Emperor in front of him, stretched out his hand and took off his gorgeous and expensive battle robe, then disassembled the parts of his armor and magic weapons one by one and placed them on the table. In the end, Yang Jiao was only wearing a simple single piece of clothing. Finally, he took off the jade crown, held it in both hands and gently placed it on the table.
He smiled and said, "Although I don't quite understand, these should belong to your old friend in the past. I am not him, so these things should be returned to their original owners..."
He bowed, walked out, and said:
"My brothers and sisters are waiting for me."
Yang Jiao walked out briskly. Outside the hall was a flight of stairs in the air, with rolling sea of clouds on both sides. On the side of the hall door with vermilion beads, a Taoist priest leaned against the wall of the hall with his arms folded, watching Yang Jiao being sent back by the heavenly soldiers and generals.
The Jade Emperor's fingers brushed over the battle robe, armor, jade crown, and sword on the table.
After a long silence, he smiled with relief and sighed:
"You say, Yujing."
"Does he remember what happened in the past?"
Qi Wuhuo replied: "I don't know."
"But is it so important to remember whether or not?"
"He said that he is Yang Jiao now."
It's Yang Jiao...
The Jade Emperor finally murmured a few words, laughed freely, turned around and walked out, throwing a cup to Qi Wuhuo. In one hand he still held a pot of wine, and poured a glass for Qi Wuhuo. The two clinked their glasses and drank together while watching the flowing clouds.
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "The judiciary has been eliminated, Tianshu has been destroyed, and the agreement made that year has been fulfilled."
Qi Wuhuo said, "Find some time to get the Haotian Mirror back." He looked at his friend next to him and said, "Although you have the Haotian Body, it is difficult to fully display this level of control simply by relying on the body. When you don't fight hard, you are only at the Great Level."
"Besides, he is still a great master who cannot completely control the limits of his own power. It is better to bring back the Haotian Mirror. With this treasure to protect himself, he can feel more at ease."
Zhang Xiaoyu agreed and said, "After I recover from my injuries for a while, I will exchange this magic weapon for you."
"But, Yujing, what do you plan to do in the future?"
"I?"
Qi Wuhuo, wearing armor and holding a wine glass, looked into the distance, smiled slightly, and said:
"Let's get Queen Wa out of this predicament first, then we can talk about other things."
He held the wine glass, the water reflection on the glass reflected the sky, earth and sea of clouds, and drank it in one gulp.
…
Everything has been done, the judicial officials have been executed, Tianshu has been destroyed, the Zhenwu Palace has begun to be built, and Shangqing Da Daojun has finally made preparations to face his past, which has made his scalp tingle, and they all went to the sea of blood. Zhenwu Emperor said that he wanted to practice here, so there were not many immortals and gods coming to the vicinity of the sea of blood.
The Great Celestial Venerable of Shangqing Lingbao raised his eyes slightly, looked at the churning sea of blood, and said, "Go in."
The Supreme stroked his beard and smiled.
Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun also smiled slightly.
No words.
But this appearance still made Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun feel a little depressed. He used his magical powers, cut through the waves and went straight into the deepest part of the sea of blood. As expected, he met Yuchen Da Daojun.
The young Daojun had a calm expression. He glanced at the Three Pure Ones and nodded slightly.
He said simply, "Come on."
They were led all the way to the deepest part of the sea of blood, which seemed to be a specially erected barrier. Not a drop of blood water had seeped into the inside, and it was quiet and peaceful. The true body of Queen Wa could be seen inside, as if all these long years had not left any trace on her body, as if it was a long dream, and they arrived here after sleeping for a long time.
Yuchen Da Daojun stepped aside to make way.
Qi Wuhuo walked into this place and sent Queen Wa out from the space similar to the Taiyi Realm. Queen Wa nodded slightly, and then her soul and spirit stepped forward. Even the Three Pure Ones and the most warlike Yuchen Daojun did not make any moves, but just watched her move forward quietly.
Watching Queen Wa walking along this road, her true spirit finally sank into her body, causing ripples. Her sleeping body exuded a trace of vitality, and it was not until this time that Qi Wuhuo's expression eased slightly.
It's finally over.
It was like the end of a long journey and the completion of an important task.
Queen Nuwa, who has been sleeping for an extremely long time from the end of the ancient times to almost before the final catastrophe, is about to return.
And just when the true body and true spirit of Queen Nuwa began to fit together, suddenly——
An extremely sharp sword energy burst out!
The previous peace and tranquility was shattered in an instant!
However, this incomparably sharp energy came straight towards Qi Wuhuo, tearing apart the sea of blood and cutting through the waves. The power of the Robbery Sword was terrifying. If it were in the past, Qi Wuhuo would have been unable to avoid this sword, but at this moment, the energy of control circulated rapidly in his body, and his great foundation erupted.
Block the sword with all your strength!
The two sword lights shattered, and immediately afterwards there appeared a series of endless sword sounds like thousands of long swords whistling together. Waves of extremely sharp sword energy shook the world, and Qi Wuhuo could not control his body, and was suppressed and rushed backwards wildly. The sword energy that escaped was wrapped in boundless and terrifying power.
Above the sea of blood, huge waves exploded one after another!
But it seemed that because it was under control, it did not disturb the Queen Nuwa at all.
boom!!!
Qi Wuhuo didn't know how many mountains in the sky he had crashed into before he finally managed to stop. His body was as tense as a fully drawn bow and arrow. One hand held the scabbard and the other held the hilt. The Gou Chen sword was three inches out of the scabbard, blocking the Qing Ping sword with its scabbard still attached.
he--
Blocked!
Yuchen Da Daojun, who drew his sword to test his disciple's skills, had a look of astonishment in his eyes, which soon turned into joy and he laughed.
There is a raging sea of blood all around!
Just raise your hand.
The sword rang out suddenly!
The sea of blood surged, green duckweed swept across, Qi Wuhuo stepped on the yin and yang energies, the Gou Chen sword was unsheathed, and the royal aura burst out completely. He forcibly blocked the two sword energies, but his palms were in extreme pain. At this moment, Qi Wuhuo felt an extremely strong suppression, and he also understood the state of the Yuchen Daojun in front of him.
The Lord of Shangqing in this state is not yet pure!
This is exactly the most extreme state of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun!
This is--
【pole】!
Qi Wuhuo suddenly understood.
The Three Pure Ones, all took a step forward from [Extreme] and transformed into [Pure]!
No wonder Shangqing Daojun said that if we only look at the sharpness and calamity, he is even slightly inferior to what he was before. This is the difference between the state of [Extreme] and [Clear]. However, looking at it comprehensively, he is naturally stronger now. Yuchen Daojun seemed to be very satisfied with the state of this Taoist and smiled slightly: "Very good, very good."
"Qi Wuhuo, look up."
The Taoist just tensed his body, concentrating all his energy and spirit together to block the sword of Master Yuchen.
Being reminded at this moment, I just sensed an extremely familiar breath.
The sense of Qi was extremely pure and in tune with his own feelings, as if it was another side of himself. The Taoist raised his head and saw an extremely complicated formation above the sea of blood. In the middle of the formation, a Taoist in a blood-colored Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged.
There is boundless energy and blood in the body!
He was closing his eyes, breathing in and out, absorbing the blood-colored formation in this huge and complicated ancient formation. He had a very close connection with Qi Wuhuo, so close that it seemed that as long as he had a thought, the Taoist in the blood-colored robe would turn into a torrent of qi and blood, rushing towards him and becoming one with him!
One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones, the last Qi——
The incarnation of primordial blood!
It’s here!
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