Erlang God saw that the situation was not good, and he wanted to escape but was unwilling, so he was ready to fight with me first and then make plans.

I am still confident about Guang Chengzi, a master of slabs and bricks, but when I really want to confront Yang Jian, I can't help but feel a little uneasy.

Yang Jian is far inferior to me in terms of fruit position and combat power, and he is even worse than Sanqing. But I don't know what's going on, I'm panicking.

The folklore about the god Jiro is extremely colorful.

There are more than a dozen versions of his origin alone, some say that it is the Hercules of the Great Wilderness, the King of Silkworm Cong of Shu, the son of the chief of the Di tribe, the totem god of the Bai people, the god of water, the god of wine, and so on. That's not all, there are also alien theories of the Sanxingdui Three-Eyed Bronze Colossus, Indian Three-Eyed Alien Gods, etc.

There is even a strange story that Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, who are arguing with reason in the late Ming Dynasty, are actually one person......

Yang Jian's divine power is infinite, and his body is holy, King Kong is not bad, and he can be called my number one rival after the cultivation of my demon body. Seeing him rushing over, I didn't care about dividing my mind to open the blood-colored space of Xinluo and take the third girl in.

With his sword, he faced Fang Tian's halberd, and the two divine soldiers intersected. The sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sand and rocks were scattered. The sun and the moon have no light, and the stars are discolored.

Only a metal crisp sound was heard, and Fang Tian's halberd was slashed by Xinluosi's sword.

Yang Jian roared angrily, manifested into a silver-armored giant, and eight or nine Xuangong spread all over his body, as if the whole person was poured with steel. With a sonorous and powerful step, he rushed over with his bare hands, delusionally trying to smash me with one punch.

I don't have anything to hide, you can be big, so can I. As soon as my mind moved, my whole body was dyed ink by the remnants of the demon soul from the inside to the ground. The size of the body skyrocketed instantly, and it became the same size as Yang Jian. Xinluo grew bigger with me, and the blood-red sword body slashed towards Yang Jian.

What a Erlang god, he didn't dodge or dodge, he directly grabbed Xinluo with his palm, trying to snatch the sword from my hand.

"Yang Jian, I can endure you for a long time, and I only use a sword to kill you. Destroy! ”

I frantically poured demon soul remnants into Sinloth with both arms, and the sword body skyrocketed again.

In the fierce sword aura and murderous aura, Yang Jian's action of clamping the sword looked very ridiculous. The sword body rushed forward and slashed at Yang Jian's body at once, centering on his heavenly eye, splitting his body into two.

Yang Jian was split in half by my sword, and in an instant, they each took shape and became two people.

This is the ability of seventy-two changes, as long as his soul is immortal, I can't kill him. Yang Jian split into two and came at me again. Xinluo opened and closed and slashed continuously, and Yang Jian's clones became more and more.

Seventy-two changes, and now there are seventy-two Yang Jian standing on the ruins of the Sanqing Palace.

These seventy-two Yang Jian represent Yang Jian's seventy-two identities from ancient times to the present, and behind each identity is the power of the people's faith.

For example, Dujiangyan is the second son of Li Bing, this is a double identity, if I kill this Yang Jian, it will be equivalent to destroying the faith of thousands of people who believe in this identity. There are also 100,000 people in the ancient Shu country, who believe that Yang Jian is their king silkworm cong, and I kill this Yang Jian, which is equivalent to ruining the faith of 100,000 people in the ancient Shu country......

Now I finally understand why Yang Jian has become a BUG-like existence in the God List.

Killing him alone is equivalent to killing 72 myths and legends rooted in the Chinese nation at the same time, and destroying the faith of tens of millions of people.

You must know that the power of faith I received from the Heavenly Book of the Human Bone Scroll was only a few hundred thousand.

Unlike the previous Golden Immortals, those few had already been betrayed by the people when they fought me, and the power of faith disappeared automatically. There are many Yang Jian's gods, and the power of faith behind them is too huge.

I vaguely felt that if I forcibly killed Yang Jian, it might damage the vast world of the Earth Plane. If that's the case, Heavenly Dao will definitely not be able to tolerate me.

Alas, compared to Yang Jian, I would rather attack Yuan Shi Tianzun.

……

Now seventy-two Yang Jian are standing on all sides of me, and he doesn't have the courage to rush over again. The seventy-two changes have exhausted their divine power, and if they die, they will really die.

"No life, Yang Jian is not easy to kill." Song Yu said weakly.

"It's not that it's hard to kill, it's that you can't kill." I said.

"Do you want to let him go? No, kill him no matter what the cost. Ximen Mingyue said resentfully.

"Mingyue, the price of killing Yang Jian, I can't afford it." Song Yu said.

"......" Ximen Mingyue.

This is embarrassing, the purpose of this war was very clear from the beginning, to kill Yang Jian.

Now Yang Jian is still standing there in good shape, and it is Guangchengzi and Nezha who are dead. The results were simply the opposite.

"Haha, Fan Wufang, what are you hesitating about?" Yang Jian saw that I was silent, and seemed to be aware of something.

"Yang Jian, get out. It's your fate, but you have to remember with me that as long as I, Fan Wusheng, am still in the world, I won't allow you to be presumptuous in the lower realm. Also, send the word back to Heaven, from today onwards, all immortals are not allowed to dye mortal dust again! ”

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death. What are you? Do you think you are Emperor Taizu? ”

"Are you going to get out of here?"

"Whether I Yang Jian can leave or not, when I will go, is my own business, and it is not your turn to coerce." Yang Jian said coldly.

I don't kill Yang Jian, I am worried about the punishment of heaven, and I am worried about the power of faith of tens of millions of people. It's ridiculous that Yang Jian doesn't know where to get his confidence, and he is sure that I won't dare to kill him.

Since others refuse to leave, let's pay some price to clear his mind.

"Where is the god of wine!"

I yelled, and the body of one of the seventy-two Yang Jian trembled inexplicably.

Yang Jian has many gods, and the god of wine is one of them, and it is also the one with the least power of faith. I can't kill the complete Yang Jian, but that doesn't mean I don't dare to touch his clone.

Therefore, when Yang Jian, who represented the god of wine, just made a move, Xinluo immediately fell. The god of wine, Yang Jian's doppelganger, shattered. Turned into golden points of light and sank into the ground. Since then, there has been no legend about Yang Jian's Dionysus in the world.

Yang Jian's remaining seventy-one clones changed their faces at the same time.

"Don't you want to leave? Where is the patron saint of the Bai clan! ”

I drank out another Yang Jian's god position, and after finding out the Yang Jian's clone representing the patron saint of the Bai clan, I slashed it with a sword.

"Where is the three-eyed eyes of the Di clan!"

"Where is the god of Keju!"

"Where is the God of Hunting?"

"Where is the Three-Eyed Hercules!"

……

These are Yang Jian's gods, and they are not well known, and they are rarely mentioned even in mythology. I'll kill them. You don't have to take on any trouble, and you can't affect the world.

And like Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, Xiaosheng, Water God, Danshan Erlang, Daomen Golden Boy, Guankou Erlang God, Akagi God and other Yang Jian's great gods, I didn't dare to kill one.

Killing half of Yang Jian's clone in one go, the remaining thirty-six Yang Jian could no longer calm down, turning into thirty-six golden streamers and returning to Heaven.

"Fan has no life, today's hatred. I, Yang Jian, will report it every day. ”

"Sit and wait."

I killed thirty-six clones, that is, I broke Yang Jian's thirty-six god positions, which directly weakened his combat effectiveness by a small half. When he comes back to the world, I don't know what year or month it will be.

Besides, Yang Jian thought that returning to Heavenly Court was over? Wait and see, I will let the Psychic Department find a way to rewrite the history of Chinese mythology and blacken Yang Jian. Deprive him of the power of faith in the remaining thirty-six gods. At that time, Yang Jian's biggest capital will only be eight or nine Xuangong, and it is unknown whether his physical body is still in the holy throne.

As soon as Yang Jian left, I opened the blood-colored space inside Xinluo to take in all the three seriously injured women, locate the moon, and go to the moon.

As for the meeting with Agnes, the daughter of destiny in the West. I can only wait for the girls to heal from their injuries. And in the battle between heaven and man in Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Agnes will definitely know it all, and when the time comes, it will not be that I am in a hurry to find her, but that she will come to see me.

Back in the Moon Palace, I put the three daughters into the moon pool of the temple.

The water of the Moon Pool is full of spiritual power, and the healing effect is no less than that of any elixir. Ximen Mingyue recovered the fastest. It only took an hour to regain mobility. Under her arrangement, I released the Liufeng Sakura and others inside the sword body one after another, and Ximen Mingyue allocated the room.

Blood Dance was the most severe, and the blood-colored space inside the sword body contained the residual qi and blood and resentment of the demon soul, which was more suitable for healing her than the Moon Pool.

After a day, Song Yu and Bai Qingxue also recovered from their injuries. In addition to the Blood Dance, all the women gathered in the Moon Palace Temple.

All of them looked serious. Bai Qingxue looked nervous.

"No life, I'll take Fan Xian to play in the Moon Palace Garden." Hu Meiniang was the first to speak.

"Okay."

Hu Meiniang had a docile personality, saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and found an excuse to leave the temple.

As soon as Fan Xian left, the atmosphere in the temple became more serious, and this unfriendly atmosphere was actually all because of Bai Qingxue's arrival. Everyone present now knew what had happened in Dragon Tiger Mountain. In addition to Song Yu, the three daughters of Liufeng Sakura, Gu Shooting Fairy, and Ximen Mingyue all have a strong hatred for Bai Qingxue.

As for Bai Qingxue, she was forced by the momentum of the three girls, and the guilt she still had disappeared, and she sat indifferently on the moon stone chair and confronted the three girls.

Ximen Mingyue looked unkind. Song Yu's expression is complicated, Liufeng Sakura is more distressed for me, and Gu Shot Fairy has a lot of complaints. Fortunately, Blood Dance is not here, if Blood Dance is here, I guess I would have fought with Bai Qingxue.

"Fan Wuming, this woman was invited by you, you can say it first." Ximen Mingyue opened his mouth first.

In fact, about the cause and effect of Bai Qingxue and me, I had already made it very clear before I started the war with Yang Jian. I am the root of the primordial love, and Bai Qingxue is my demon seed, without her, there would be no current me.

Ximen Mingyue asked me to say it, so I had to say it again.

"No life, if only as you say. Aren't you going to have to be manipulated by her for the rest of your life? When the time comes, you won't even be able to maintain your own self-esteem, will our sisters still be able to stay with you? Ximen Mingyue said.

"Mingyue, there is no way to do it without a life." Song Yu said.

"There is no way, in short, there is no white light snow, there is no Ximen Mingyue." Ximen Mingyue said.

"Seconded." Gu Shooting Fairy glanced at Bai Qingxue coldly and nodded in agreement.

"Seconded." The flowing wind cherry blossoms also chimed in.

Three daughters with one heart. It's iron-hearted, and it's incompatible with Bai Qingxue. Song Yu sighed and couldn't speak anymore.

I had a little headache, and when I saw that the old god was turning a deaf ear to Bai Qingxue, I also had some resentment towards her in my heart.

"Light snow, you come with me."

Bai Qingxue got up silently and followed me out of the temple. I summoned Sinloth and flew her straight back to the world. Heavenly Snow God Throne.

The Snow God's throne is still cold, and snow falls in the air all year round.

Bai Qingxue walked over and groped for the carved jade ornament on the throne with her hand, looking excited.

"Do you have any hardships in marrying Yang Jian?"

"There is no hardship, everything is my willful choice, just like Yang Jian said. I am coveting the blessings of all immortals and condensing the body of immortal golden immortals. Bai Qingxue said coldly.

"I don't believe it, you're not that kind of person. In my heart, you will always be that simple-minded female ghost? ”

"Simple? Fan has no life. Did you know that I often feel dirty? None of you women were innocent when they married you, except for me. I'm sorry Fan Wulife, the reason why I have lost you again and again is because I am not worthy of you, I am dirty. ”

"Light snow, you're wrong, you're not dirty, it's the world that's dirty."

"I thought that when I reunited my light body, I wouldn't have this disgusting feeling anymore. But even though I became a snow god, I still felt dirty and cheap. The better you treat me, the more I feel unworthy of you, and the more I want to leave you. Bai Qingxue said bitterly.

"Will you ever leave me in the future? My life is all in your hands, and if you leave me again, I may be gone forever. ”

"Fan Wuming, you have also seen that my character is not able to get along with all the women. You can't keep me, or they're sad. Either I'm sad. How do you choose? ”

Bai Qingxue threw out a question that gave me a headache. She has a heart knot that she can't untie, and as long as the heart knot is still there, she won't be in harmony with the women.

Now, she threw the question at me, what should I choose?

Choosing all the women, she went away sadly. At that time, I will probably fall directly and become a memory engraved in the hearts of all women.

Choose her, I pretend to be the root of the primordial love, how many hearts will I hurt now?

The figures of the women crossed my heart, and when I looked up, I saw the distressing appearance of Bai Qingxue.

I hadn't spoken for a long time, and the snowflakes in the sky were getting tighter and tighter.

"Fan Wufang, I have a good way. It can not only protect your life forever, but also allow you and the women to get together. Would you like to hear my method? Bai Qingxue said suddenly.

"You say."

"As long as I'm dead, your love roots will never have to worry about being damaged by me again. When the harem is stable, the world will be peaceful! ”

After Bai Qingxue finished speaking, her whole body was glowing with gold, and all the scenes left her body in a moment.

After losing the Golden Immortal Body, Bai Qingxue turned into a simple Light Spirit Body, sitting on the Snow God Throne and looking at me with a smile on her face. Full of love, it instantly turned into gray hair.

The face is not old, and the favor has been broken.

My heart was so shocked that I rushed to her, trying to hold her in my arms. But Bai Qingxue was completely lifeless, and completely integrated with the Snow God Throne.

On the Tianshan Mountain, there is a sculpture of the goddess of ice and snow.

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