After coming to the Jiuzhou World and getting acquainted with Master Wang, Shen Gongbao understood that this world was good at mouthballs.

Or, in other words, standing on the moral high ground and pointing fingers.

This can be said to be the old profession of expounding disciples, and he is very proficient.

In the face of Emperor Xuan's reprimand, Shen Gongbao smiled indifferently, and quoted the scriptures unhurriedly: "The dirt of the country is the master of the society; The country is ominous, and it is the king of the world. ”

"Your Majesty wants to unify Jiuzhou, this is a source of great blessing, and it is also a great disaster."

"The poor road is a robbery for His Majesty today, not with a fist, it is really the will of heaven."

Emperor Hao sneered, sneered and said: "What a brazen Taoist, I have seen it, but I want to see today, how should you bring about the robbery?" ”

"I am the Emperor, the common respect of Jiuzhou, what calamity can come, what calamity dares to fall!"

The emperor in the dragon robe was majestic and awe-inspiring, his eyes were like electricity, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, shaking the sky with a word, and the fortune of Middle-earth Shenzhou rolled, and towering peaks and winding rivers emerged.

The human emperor is lucky, there are more gods to care, all souls are blessed, and the saint de hua cover falls, in this world of cultivation, the emperor has a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and he is in charge of luck and seals all gods.

"Heavenly Son Dragon Court...... No, it's Heaven? ”

Shen Gongbao narrowed his eyes and looked at this scene thoughtfully.

Not like the Emperor of Heaven, but directly towards the path of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the nine continents of the world, there was a heavenly court 100,000 years ago, but later the heavenly court collapsed, and the three sects and hundreds of schools rose.

"Emperor He, are you still sitting on the Emperor's Spring and Autumn Dream?"

Suddenly, an ethereal laughter sounded, and a woman who was like the moon and as cold as frost appeared on the edge of the sky, also the empress, wearing a crown of heaven and a demon emperor's robe.

The last Earth Immortal Saint, the Demon Emperor is long overdue.

Facing his old opponent for many years, Emperor Hao was calm and steady, as if everything was under his control, and just said calmly: "The emperor of the future, who doesn't want to recast the glory of the heavenly court." ”

"Demon Emperor, don't you have this mind?"

The Demon Emperor smiled lightly: "I just have this thought, can the three old guys agree?" ”

The emperor is eloquent and strategic, how can he not yearn for the heavenly court that ruled the galaxy of all worlds in the past, and dream of being the emperor of heaven.

However, their resistance was not one or two, as the three sects and hundreds of schools that overthrew the Heavenly Court, how could they allow the birth of the second Heavenly Court.

This is the contradiction between the earth immortal saints, and it is also the dispute between the avenues.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, on the top of a majestic mountain peak, sat a Taoist priest wearing a white robe, with white hair and white eyebrows, but still radiant.

"The Human Emperor, the Demon Emperor......"

Looking at this scene in Zhu Xianzhen, Dao Ancestor shook his head and sighed, after fighting for 100,000 years, he didn't come up with a result after all, and no one could convince anyone.

Xiniu Hezhou, a middle-aged monk walking on the earth, he is tall and straight, with wide shoulders and thin waist, although he is not handsome, but his face is gentle and calm, giving people a sense of intimacy, the sun shines through the leaves, sprinkled on his wide robe, shining.

The Buddha also glanced at Zhu Xianzhen, clasped his hands together, and pronounced a Buddha name: "All living beings are suffering." ”

With the chaos of war, Jiuzhou was one after another, just like half of the heavenly court collapsed, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were piled up like a mountain.

They have been stalemate for 100,000 years, just to find a compromise and unify the world in a less bloody way.

The high-ranking monks fought around, and a few people died, and the mortals below were going to suffer.

The saints of the three religions have always tried to avoid the tragedy of gods fighting and mortals suffering.

"Long pain is better than short pain."

In a academy in the center of Nanzhan Buzhou, the old master looked at the sky and sighed: "Perhaps, today is an opportunity. ”

In the past, the five saints checked and balanced each other and couldn't break the chess game, but now there is one more, or even two earth immortal saints.

So, can the pattern of Kyushu in the world change?

"I, perform the supreme and control the Liuhe, insist on knocking and whipping the world, and vibrate the four seas."

Emperor Xuan stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "Why be afraid, Taoist, let's go up with the Demon Emperor, and we will be divided today." ”

The human emperor is lucky, only to see the sun, moon and stars appear, the mountains and rivers are intertwined, the dragon energy is vigorously bred, and the evolution of the magnificent dragon roars up, and the golden scales are flashing with dazzling light, which is dizzying.

The Demon Emperor's eyes shrank, he hadn't seen him for five thousand years, and the Emperor was a little stronger, I don't know if he was close to the realm of the Heavenly Emperor in the past.

"What Your Majesty holds is nothing more than luck Saint Deer."

A cyan fairy sword appeared in Shen Gongbao's hand, and he smiled indifferently and said: "Don't you hear that in the era of the end of the law, the holy way does not exist, and under the killing dao, the heavenly way collapses!" ”

"I have a sword that is destined, please taste it."

Catastrophe evolves, and decay comes out; Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Shen Gongbao is also a person who has been a Dao Monarch of the First Realm, and his mastery of luck has touched the realm of fate, and a cyan sword qi is swung out, like a broken bamboo, disintegrating his luck like a cow.

Natural disasters are coming, there is no way to avoid them, and it seems to be destined to usher in the end of the road.

What's even more terrifying is that the cyan sword qi is magnificent and soars into the sky, evolving the atmosphere of the immortal with the catastrophe, and suddenly pulling the meaning of the end of the town in Zhu Xian.

Mr. Wang took the first step of a saint, which made the layout of Zhu Xianzhen unstable, and the moral saint came out, and the era of the end of the law was naturally useless, making the seal loosen a little.

In an instant, the green rust bronze sword under the south bank of the stone bridge resonated, and it seemed that it was about to fly into the palm of Shen Gong Leopard and merge with Zhu Xian.

A kind of avenue collapses, ten thousand laws are scattered, the holy virtue does not exist, and the breath of the end of all things is dispersed, so that the holy virtue of the emperor's luck spreads like a cloud, just like the warm sun of spring melting the ice and snow little by little.

"The end of luck, the end of the law ......"

Emperor Xuan's expression was solemn, he claimed to be the supreme, insisted on beating and whipping the world, vibrating the four seas, suppressing the eight wildernesses, and wanting to be the only human emperor in Jiuzhou.

Although tyrannical, there is holiness.

Because everything he has done is a great achievement, and it has been meritorious to the generations of the human race.

However, you can praise an emperor who is self-respecting for his merits and holiness, but you cannot describe him as moral.

Because, for the emperor, morality is a waste.

An emperor with great achievements never sticks to small sections.

Anyone can be a moral saint, but the emperor is not, because they are born political creatures.

Seeing that the sword of the end of the law of the Zhu Immortal was about to slash the Emperor, the Demon Emperor's eyes lit up, and he suddenly fell into the ground, and then made a move, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

A bright moon emerged, illuminating the earth, really like a yin star in the sky, to smash the emperor alive.

Shen Gongbao's eyes wandered, and with a wave of his robe, countless Great Sun Golden Pills flew out, evolving round after round of small suns, fighting against Taiyin and shaking back the Bright Moon Treasure Wheel.

The Demon Emperor's body was shocked, and a trace of paleness appeared on his beautiful face.

"I invite the Demon Emperor, the Human Emperor to sit quietly."

The black-clothed Taoist waved his robe with a sword, his expression was free and easy, but he did not allow others to refuse: "Let's listen to the words of the poor Tao." ”

For a time, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the emperor was silent.

(End of chapter)