The deep and dark dome of Takamagahara suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Immediately after, the light outlined a young man in a yukata, his face had some golden lines of unknown meaning, and many white lotus lights and shadows swirled and flew around him.

He lowered his head and looked at Shen Luo calmly:

"Yagi. Why does your expression look a little surprised? ”

Bishamontian shook his fingers.

Silk threads tugged at the shriveled bodies of these gods, like strings of pickled meat fluttering in the wind.

"Oh~

"These are your old enemies, aren't they? You should be happy that they are what they are today. ”

Shen Xiao secretly observed the silk threads.

These lines...... There seems to be a great deal of power, and these powers come from the dying gods, all flowing towards the Bishamen sky.

It's the power of faith.

Through these threads, Bishamonten is taking the power of Takamagahara's faith for himself, which is why this place has become so miserable and desolate.

He looked up and asked:

"Are you stealing Takamagahara's faith?"

Bishamentian shrugged:

"I don't really like the word stealing, but if you insist on saying it, I don't bother to correct it.

"That's right.

"In the past hundreds of years, the oracles received by those priests in the mortal world, and even the messages received by the underworld, are actually my meaning, Yaqi ......"

He looked Shen Luo up and down, and suddenly changed his words:

"I didn't expect your strength to surpass Amaterasu,

"It's better to ...... Accept the transformation of the Celestial Race, I can promise you that when the Celestials return to the mortal world, you will definitely not have to worry about your life. ”

Shen Luo's level 150 strength was indeed beyond Bishamentian's expectations.

This kind of strong man, if he can subdue the servants of the Heavenly Human Race, of course, it would be great.

Shen slightly frowned:

Accept the transformation of the Celestials?

He looked at the dilapidated sky above the dilapidated High Heaven Plain, and the shriveled gods who were hung high in the air, rejected the "olive branch" handed over by Bishamentian on the spot.

Takamagahara's old guys are yin enough......

It all ended up being played so badly.

How terrifying and insidious is the way the Celestials behave, it is hard to imagine that they should submit to them? When pigs fly.

However, Shen Luo did not immediately deny it, but asked rhetorically:

"Your invitation...... I can think about it.

"But before that, you'll have to figure out a few things for me."

He had a lot of questions that he needed to answer from Bishamonten.

Oh?

Bishamentian raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly:

"Yes."

Shen cleared his throat slightly and began the first question:

"First of all, why did the Celestial Race want to invade the High Heaven Plains Faith, with your strength, it seems that there is no such need."

A smile appeared at the corner of Bishamentian's mouth:

"I might as well tell you.

"In ancient times, the Celestial Race used to live in the mortal world, and because of their different appearances from the Terrans, they were exiled to the desolate back of the moon."

He raised his hand, and a picture emerged:

On the far side of the moon, the Celestials have built their own towns and civilizations, and all kinds of tall and splendid buildings stretch endlessly, not inferior to the mortal world.

"Luckily, we're in luck.

"Although the back of the moon is desolate, it contains a unique aura that belongs to the moon, which not only allows us to survive successfully, but also increases our strength by leaps and bounds."

Hmmm-

The picture changes.

The Celestial Race, which has become more powerful, has made a comeback, and in order to avenge the exile of the year, countless soldiers and horses set out from the back of the moon and slaughtered the mortal world.

For a time, mortal corpses were everywhere.

Shen Luo could smell the strong smell of blood even through the phantom picture.

Hmmm-

The screen changes again.

Bishamentian snorted softly:

"But at that time, there were indeed some interesting characters in the mortal world."

In the picture, many scenes that are slightly familiar to Shen suddenly appeared:

The West Asian man sitting under the Bodhi tree, the white man crucified, and the old man riding a green ox through the Hangu Pass......

"At that time, powerful figures in the mortal world began sects and integrated their beliefs.

"Even if the times make heroes."

On the main island, it was Izanami and Izanagi who officially established Takamagahara.

Whew-

Bishamentian breathed a sigh of relief:

"These guys took advantage of the defenselessness of the Celestial Race to beat us back to the back of the moon, and at the same time used the power of faith to set up a barrier between the mortal world and the moon to prevent us from returning to the mortal world."

Hearing this, Shen Luo had already roughly guessed the conspiracy of the Celestial Race:

Erosion of the power of faith in the mortal world.

Bishamen Heaven stole the High Heaven Plain in order to hold all the power of those believers in the mortal world in the hands of the Celestial Race.

Wait a minute!

The belief in the mortal world is far more than just the High Heaven Plain!

At least there are Buddhists, Taoists, etc......

Could it be ......

His eyes widened slowly.

Bishamentian saw through Shen Luo's thoughts:

"You guessed it right.

"I'm just one of the generals of the Celestial Race, and I'm only responsible for subduing Gao Tianyuan, as for the various sects in other mortal realms, of course there are other Celestial Beings in charge.

"Although you are a powerful evil god here,

"What you may see is just the tip of the iceberg, the frog at the bottom of the well."

After explaining, he seemed a little impatient:

"Well, that's all that said......

"Yaki Orochi, what are you thinking about?"

Shen Luo began to quickly mobilize his divine power:

"How?

"Of course...... I'm going to wipe you out!"

His eyes lit up instantly, and behind him appeared the true body of the Eight Miscellaneous Giant Snake like a mountain, and a huge shadow enveloped most of the barren High Heaven Plain.

Rumble!

Eight snake heads spew divine fire at the same time, rendering the surrounding world a purple world.

【Hex Skill】Flame of Divine Wrath.

"Oh?"

Bishamon was unhurried.

He plucked a piece of the white lotus flower around him, pinched it with two fingers, and threw it down lightly.

Hmmm-

When the purple flame in the sky touched the white petals, it was like the ice and snow meeting the hottest sun in midsummer, and it melted away in an instant, leaving no trace.

Bishamentian's eyes gradually sharpened:

"Obsessed.

"It seems that the noble celestial race is about to lose a dispensable servant."

He raised his hand and pressed it directly.

In an instant, there was only a snow-white patch left in front of Shen Luo's eyes.

"Oops."

He could feel that his body was like a snowman scorched in the heat, and it wouldn't be long before it was erased.

The strength of Bishamentian is somewhat unexpectedly strong.

"Eight mirrors."

He quickly took out the artifact he had with him.

Can't beat ......

Then find a way to run!

The mirror spirit quickly drilled out from inside the bronze mirror: "Yagi-sama, what should we do now?" ”

It also perceives a strong danger.

Shen thought for a moment and asked:

"Mirror, do you have any way to take me through time and space to avoid Bishamentian?"

He wanted to emulate the plan he had used to deal with the fragments of Izanami's power by going back in time to Yamadai.

However, this time, the mirror spirit shook his head:

"No, sir.

"The level of the Celestial Race is beyond our imagination, and Bishamon Heaven can even contact himself who existed in the past time and space, and order the past He to continue to encircle and suppress us.

"So it doesn't work!"

The corners of Shen Luo's mouth twitched:

Is that okay?

Jing Ling took a breath:

"Unless, unless we try to travel to the future to escape, like ......

"Heiankyo a thousand years later."

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