The brilliant golden light shot straight into the sky, turning into a huge holy decree and slowly unfolding.

"Today, there are demons, in the name of the gods, to cause trouble to the great merchants, and let my human race fall into the scourge of the military revolution, which is really a great crime!

From today onwards, I am in a big business situation, and the gods are forbidden, if there is a violation, behead! ”

A huge voice resounded between heaven and earth, full of majesty, as if the Supreme Heavenly Emperor was pronouncing the verdict.

Compared to this, the voice of the mountain god just now was not much weaker in terms of momentum.

The brilliant golden light was already so dazzling, not to mention the raging flames around the huge holy decree.

It was the fire of human luck, and ordinary people might not feel it, but in the eyes of the mountain gods and the seven saints of Meishan, it was different.

"Condensing the luck of the human race, the fire of luck is burning, and the holy decree of the king is so extraordinary?" Yuan Hong thought in shock.

Originally, in his opinion, the king handed over the holy decree to him just to show his own attitude.

After all, this is the matter of the Heavenly Court gods interfering with the human race, and as the human emperor, he should naturally express it.

He never imagined that a mere decree could have such an effect in addition to showing attitude.

But the facts told him that this was not as simple as a holy decree, it was a holy decree that condensed the luck of the human race.

Even he, in the face of the panicked luck of the human race, he actually had the urge to kneel.

He is like this, not to mention the mountain god, how can he have the slightest arrogant appearance just now at this time.

The original tall body had shrunk into a mortal appearance, and at this time he was prostrate on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.

If he could, the mountain god would probably wish he was an ant at this time, so small that no one could see him.

As for ordinary people, they never thought that the king of their great merchants would have such ability.

It's just a holy decree, and it can be so powerful, more like a god than a god.

This is the king of their great merchants?

Under everyone's gaze, when the last word "Zhu" fell, a loud phoenix chirping sounded.

The fire of the human race's luck swept through the nine heavens, turning into an endless sea of fire, and the phoenix was born in the fire.

Carrying wings, flapping wings and flying high, rolling up ten thousand flames, soaring above the nine heavens, the sound of the phoenix resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The sky descends from the bird, and the merchant is born!

At this moment, everyone thought of this sentence in unison!

This is not a phoenix, this is a Xuanniao, which is condensed by the luck of the human race, and is a symbol of the Great Shang.

In the loud sound of the phoenix, the Xuanniao swooped down, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of the mountain god.

"Nope! I am a god canonized by the heavenly court, and I have a god in my body, who can kill me? ”

The voice was full of fear, but it could not change his fate in the slightest, and there was only despair in the eyes of the mountain god.

The fire of luck swept in, so that the unwilling words came to an abrupt end, and the mountain god was completely swallowed.

When the fire of the human race's luck dissipated, when the Xuanniao disappeared, the mountain god also completely disappeared from this world.

The holy decree was still the original holy decree, and it fell into Yuan Hong's hands again, but it made him a little distracted.

"This is the luck of the Terrans today? Is this the Emperor of Humans? Yuan Hong muttered to himself.

That mountain god is nothing, and with his strength, he can make him disappear into this world in an instant.

But everything he saw just now had an unusual significance, it was the manifestation of the luck of the human race!

Since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the human emperors have been passed down from generation to generation, I don't know how many there are, but how has the luck of the human race ever manifested?

The meaning behind a holy decree to kill the gods is by no means as simple as the matter itself.

The fluttering holy decree was in Yuan Hong's hand, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, which reminded him of too many things.

The other six of the Seven Sages of Meishan were not much better, and they all looked sluggish at this time, as if they didn't believe what they had just seen.

Only these cultivators can truly understand what the scene that just happened means.

However, no matter what the Seven Sages of Meishan think, it doesn't matter anymore, and there is no suspense in this battle.

"That was the king's voice just now, I have followed the king's personal expedition, and it is impossible to hear it wrong!"

"The king killed a god with a holy decree, what kind of divine power is this?"

"What gods? Didn't you listen to the king, it's just a demon, and it's here to trouble my big business! ”

......

The soldiers of the Great Shang all cheered, and what had just happened was too shocking for them.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a holy decree can have such a scene, and it is not an exaggeration to praise it in any words.

What's more, as the fire of luck burned, the Xuanniao appeared, which shocked them at the same time, and their hearts were also full of worship.

This is the king of their great merchants, and with such a king, they will be invincible, and what is there to fear?

On the other hand, on the side of the rebellious princes, they all hung their heads and their eyes were full of despair.

In their eyes, the almost omnipotent god actually died like this?

He was still killed by a holy decree of the king!

What kind of being are they fighting against?

Seeing the incredible scene just now, it was difficult for them to have any other emotions besides despair.

Unconsciously put down the weapon in his hand, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself, as if he was stupid.

Especially the prince who rebelled, kept muttering: "The destiny of the Great Shang is returned!" ”

At this moment, I'm afraid that everyone present actually thinks so.

A holy decree kills the gods, and the Xuanniao appears, isn't this the destiny of heaven?

However, if the son is here, he will definitely scoff at such words.

What destiny returns?

What does the so-called Mandate of Heaven refer to? Are those gods and Buddhas on high above? Or those saints?

If it's just these existences, just because they're stronger, they can decide everyone's fate?

He never believed in any destiny, especially the so-called destiny, which was more like a script that had been arranged a long time ago.

If there is really a mandate of heaven, it is also that he, the king of the Emperor, is absurd and unreasonable, and finally became the king of the dead country.

Is he destined to be?

No! He's going against the sky right now!

"As I thought, the luck of the human race has reached a certain level, and it really has infinite use!"

At this time, Zishou, who was far away in Chaoge City, although he couldn't see the battle just now, he already knew something.

The holy decree was written by him himself, and the luck of the human race was also condensed by him, and when the holy decree was opened, he naturally felt it.

It was an attempt, and the result was just as he expected, and the luck of the Terran race was indeed more than just a protection.

He also understands that it is not his ability to manifest the luck of the human race, or even transform into the appearance of a Xuanniao.

I'm afraid all of this is related to the Torch of Luck, so that he can use the luck of the Terran to a certain extent after the transformation of the Terran Luck.

However, this kind of use is only superficial, and he still has a long way to go if he wants to make the human race lucky.