(Written at the front: there will definitely be big chapters, but it's not there yet...... The main plot is actually quite long, and I usually wait until I can finish it in one breath before writing, otherwise I really can't bear it. ）

The Great War has begun,

A mighty army, marching towards the Temple of the Fallen. From the current point of view, this big war is more like a one-sided slaughter.

Even if it is Nuwa among the five gods who is crusading, at such a scale, Nuwa can only be crushed.

But Nuwa is not alone.

At this time, in the country of competition, Li Xiaohua has found an extremely key person.

When you come to the country of competition, no matter what you want, you have to participate in the competition.

But Li Xiaohua was in a hurry, he couldn't go to the ink to participate in the competition, not to mention, no one dared to guarantee 100% that he could survive the competition.

After all, Li Xiaohua is not a person with strong luck like Fuxi and Nuwa.

At this time, it was the fifth day of the sixth month, and Li Xiaohua finally arrived in the country of competition after running around like her life.

Originally, Li Xiaohua was still thinking about how to get rid of the competition, but unexpectedly-

As soon as he entered the country of competition, there were people in white clothes who led Li Xiaohua to the Hanging Temple.

Those who can live in the Hanging Temple are the ones who are responsible for doing things for the god of competition.

Li Xiaohua was a little confused.

Could it be that the matter of the female devil pulling out the god stake has affected the level of "god"?

But close to the Hanging Temple, Li Xiaohua felt a lot of breath.

And then - all sorts of strange voices singing songs.

"How many tears do you have to complete a journey like life~"

There are at least dozens of different species, singing a song in a wide and thin vocal line that is absolutely not human.

When Li Xiaohua entered, she saw a huge mural hanging in the center of the temple.

The fresco is bordered by a background of warm colors intertwined, and in the center is a huge human head painted with a smile, divinity, devotion.

It seems to cleanse the soul from sin. Above the portrait of a smile, is the golden scale.

For a while, Li Xiaohua even thought that this place was occupied by the Jesus of Valhalla.

But the portrait of that character, he recognized, was not Jesus, but - Ling Aozhe.

Ling Aozhe opened his arms:

"My bald head is a good teammate! We meet again! ”

"As soon as you appeared in the Land of Athletics, my followers had already discovered you, so I asked them to bring you to me."

"I hope it didn't scare you."

At this time, Ling Aozhe shaved off the beard on his face, was dressed in white, and was barefoot.

He is more divine than the Valhalla Jesus.

Li Xiaohua directly soared in dialect:

"My teeth - brush ——, hammer, you make a change, it's a bit black."

Ling Aozhe waved his hand. The singing sect members all fell silent, then stood up, bowed to Venerable Ling Aozhe, and then kept their eyebrows bowed and bowed, and exited the temple hall little by little.

Not long after, in the temple hall, only Ling Aozhe and Li Xiaohua were left.

Li Xiaohua was amazed:

"What the hell is going on? How did you become the way you are? ”

Ling Aozhe talked about his experience.

It's simple to say, but to sum it up, Ling Aozhe's book is a bestseller.

He quickly made a name for himself, but it wasn't enough to be famous.

If the respect gained cannot be converted into corresponding power and power, then in the country of competition, there will be no action.

Of course, Ling Aozhe has tried to monetize his fame, and doing business is what he is best at.

But this accumulation is too long, and Ling Aozhe's success books make Ling Aozhe's own image closer to that of a spiritual powerhouse.

He was indeed yes, so soon Ling Aozhe changed his mind and negotiated a deal with the god of competition.

At this point, Ling Aozhe has become a god stick.

Provide a place for brainwashing for those who are defeated and survived in the country of competition, or those who are not capable of fighting.

Li Xiaohua was amazed when she heard it:

"But the god of athletics, why would you allow you to be in his realm...... Engage in these? ”

Ling Aozhe smiled slightly:

"Because it needs believers. The people of the country of competition, of course, believe in the god of competition. ”

"But this kind of belief is not pure, just like a student who only changes his avatar to Yang Chaoyue at the end of the term, which is not pious. It's too utilitarian. ”

"The outer gods also need to be believed. And I can do that. ”

"As an insurance sales company, what I am best at is painting cakes and brainwashing employees."

"My wife once did it alone with Mary Kay and Amway."

"I'm familiar with these tactics. With me, I can turn that utilitarian belief into pure faith. ”

"Now, the power of the God of Athletics is stronger than before."

"I'm a win-win situation with the god of competition."

Li Xiaohua has heard that the end of many things is metaphysics, such as the end of science is metaphysics.

But he didn't expect that even the end of the business was metaphysics.

The current situation is naturally very beneficial to Li Xiaohua.

He quickly expressed his intentions, and learned that it was Qin Ze's daughter-in-law who was in trouble, and Ling Aozhe stopped pretending to be a magic stick, and changed back to Ling Aozhe from Ling Venerable.

He took Li Xiaohua and used the shortest process and the fastest speed to meet the god of competition.

……

……

In the temple of the god of athletics hanging in the sky, there has been no wisher for a long time.

When Ling Aozhe arrived with Li Xiaohua, it was still the same as the last time, and in the darkness, a balance with a golden luster appeared.

Li Xiaohua indicated her intention and needed to know the location of Baichuan City. Just point the way.

The god of competition was silent for a long time and then said:

"No, you don't need to know the location. The person you are looking for is already on the path he is going to be. ”

"Fuxi is converging with Nuwa. They will face a catastrophe with no future and no cause and effect. ”

Li Xiaohua was shocked, he underestimated Fu Xi, but he didn't expect this couple to be telepathic.

It seems that Brother Fuxi has already set off from Baichuan City and rushed towards the Fallen Temple.

But after the words of the god of competition, Li Xiaohua was puzzled:

"What do you mean, what's the witch's catastrophe?"

The luster of the golden balance began to gather, and the light from all directions began to converge into a straight beam of light, and finally shone on Li Xiaohua's forehead.

In just an instant, Li Xiaohua saw the vast army of Old Calendarers, heading towards the Temple of the Fallen.

His eyes widened suddenly, and it was hard to imagine that so many Old Calendar Artists would appear in the Old Calendar World at the same time.

It's hard to imagine that the black and white old calendarists can really unite.

Although Li Xiaohua is a reckless man, she knows very well that people who can unite black and white, in addition to their high status and strong strength, must also have a reason that is acceptable to both black and white.

In other words, whether it is a black calendar or a white calendar, there is now a reason why the female demon must be killed.

Combined with some previous experiences, Li Xiaohua was a little shaken.

This is the fourth time, and this idea popped up in Li Xiaohua's mind-

Could it be that the female devil really misjudged? Did she do something that harmed the world?

Pulling out the divine stake, maybe it's really lifting the seal?

When the light of the golden balance shone on Ling Aozhe, Ling Aozhe also saw the same picture.

But Ling Aozhe said:

"It's bad, you have to contact Akasi's side, otherwise Xiao Qin and his wife, why do they beat so many people?"

"God...... Can you help? ”

Ling Aozhe didn't hesitate and stood firmly on Qin Ze's side.

Maybe it's because Ling Aozhe doesn't know what Nuwa is doing?

But Li Xiaohua is still a little curious:

"Black and white, no...... To be exact, almost all the old calendarists in the world want to crusade against the two of them, and you don't have any doubt that they may have done something wrong? ”

Ling Aozhe looked at Li Xiaohua with a surprised gaze, but then suddenly:

"Oh...... You and I are just teammates, you don't know what I've been through. ”

"I'm a damned person, and Xiao Qin also saved me against the will of heaven at the beginning."

"If I help the abuse, I will go to hell after I die, but if I don't help Xiao Qin, but stand on the side of him...... Then living in itself is like being in hell. ”

Ling Aozhe said these words so calmly without the slightest hesitation, which made Li Xiaohua silent for a while.

After a while, Li Xiaohua suddenly felt relieved:

"Hahaha, old man Ling, you're right! That's right! ”

Even if the whole world will hate them and harm them, I can't hate them and hurt them!

Because in the most desperate time of my life, they were the ones who helped me.

Li Xiaohua can't remember how many times the female devil saved herself.

If I'm guilty, then let me go to hell, but first and foremost, I'll still be alone.

Ling Aozhe's words made Li Xiaohua suddenly brighten.

He also looked at the god of competition:

"Is there a way to save them? Is it possible for you to make a move? ”

The scales responded:

"This war involves some mysterious and great beings."

"The end of this war, regardless of the outcome, will give birth to a master of the old calendar. The old calendar master shielded cause and effect. ”

"We, the gods, can't see the outcome of the war."

"If we don't see the result, we won't end easily."

Li Xiaohua understands that these powerful gods only help the winner.

If the coalition wins, it will help the coalition, and if Nuwa wins, it will help Nuwa.

And the future master of the old calendar, the strongest old calendar of mankind who is about to be born because of this "world demon slayer" - shielded from cause and effect.

This also leads to the fact that now the outer gods dare not go down.

At the end of the day, they're just a bunch of wallgrass.

During the first war of the Old Calendar, this group of people became external gods because they didn't even dare to participate in the war and hid far away.

So they are also not qualified to compete for human believers.

Bad seeds may not always be bad seeds, but they certainly have been.

So Li Xiaohua understood:

"You're only on the winning side, I can understand that, but at least ...... Tell me how I can make the female devil more likely to win. ”

The god of competition was unexpected and did not choose to refuse.

It replied earnestly:

"Fu Xi is the first believer of all our outer gods, and he has completed the bonfire ceremony."

"If necessary, we will choose to help him appropriately."

"As for this war, since the cause and effect will be shielded and the truth cannot be glimpsed, it can be seen that it must be variable."

"You may be able to contact the Troubled Nation. Now I have established an induction with the High Priest of the Troubled Nation. ”

"But we are not allowed to go near places like the Temple of the Fallen."

"It's up to you."

Li Xiaohua understood:

"The Land of Chaos...... How is the combat power? ”

The Troubled Dimension is the first human race to dominate the world of the Old Calendar.

If the real world is a way chosen by the ancestors of the old calendar to preserve the fire of humanity, then the country of chaos is a big gamble.

The old ruler had to admit that he was murdering that group of people by doing so.

But that group — survived.

Athletic God says:

"Humans are not so fragile in the Old Calendar world, and their strong adaptability makes them quickly as powerful as Old Calendar creatures."

"The pinnacle of the Troubled Lands—a crusade against the gods."

"In other words, it was the fate of the gods that caused them to be sealed in that cursed place."

"Now, they have broken the curse and returned, and their strength is not as strong as before, but there will always be some powerful existence in that race."

"You can contact the people in the Troubled Lands, and if they are willing to help you, then you and your friends can at least go from having no chance of winning to dying in life."

Ling Aozhe patted his chest and said:

"I'll do this, let me communicate with the people of the Troubled Country! I contacted Akasi, and I knew that they all missed Xiao Qin. They will definitely help. ”

Li Xiaohua nodded, he didn't know this, but since Ling Aozhe said so, he thought that he was sure to let the Chaotic Land participate in the war.

It's just that this is not enough, Li Xiaohua looked at the huge balance in the sky:

"But I need more reinforcements! Who else in this world can help us? ”

The god of competition sighed:

"The outer gods will not make a move, and the gods will only hope that your friends will lose."

"If there are reinforcements...... Then the reinforcements can only be that place. ”

Li Xiaohua asked:

"Where?"

The god of competition said slowly:

"The Land of Machines. With the death of the Lord of the Seventh Divine Labyrinth, the Land of Machines has finally appeared where we can reach it. ”

"The huge country of machines will definitely look for new places that will not be discovered, but before that, I can send you there."

"If you can convince them to go to war—"

"Then the probability of you winning this war will be as high as 20%."

The help of the country of machines can only improve the odds of victory?

Li Xiaohua was puzzled, but he probably guessed that the country of machines, as an existence that has been neutral for several eras, was afraid that even if it helped, it would only be very limited. Maybe not much power.

Or—

In this war, there may be higher-level units, some beings beyond people's understanding?

This thought made that Li Xiaohua excited.

It's like what he and the female devil did, and it was a big event that detonated the times.

"Time is running out, let's get started! Old man Ling, you go to contact the country of chaos, and I go to contact the country of machines. I will tell you the route to the Temple of the Fallen. ”

"Let's ...... In any case, meet at the Temple of the Fallen! ”

……

……

Old calendar world, unknown time.

Qin Ze really didn't know what time it was.

Leaving from Baichuan City, it seems that leaving in the wrong direction, can appear in different timelines.

It was as if he had left from the north and met young Jovi......

But he left from the south and headed for the Temple of the Fallen, but it could have been another timeline.

He can only rely on the luck of "Ling Hanshu" now, hoping that he can appear when Qiao Wei needs him the most.

After a long journey of depravity, Qin Ze finally came to the periphery of the Temple of Fall.

An incomparably evil, depraved aura emanated from the huge Wa snake not far away.

It had fallen into a deep sleep, and countless black tentacles wrapped around its upper body.

Those wriggling black tentacles, like seals, densely covered the Wa snake.

Let its entire body be fused with the Fallen God Stake.

It's like a layer of ...... Cocoon.

The snake had already lost its consciousness, but it was still trying its best to pull out the divine stake.

Every point it pulls out—

The turbidity will increase by several points, and the black tentacles that cover themselves will also become thicker and denser.

From a distance, Qin Ze could only see the outline of the Wa snake, and those snake scales were already covered by tentacles, like a membrane.

This membrane wanted to stop the huge snake and pull out the stake.

And indeed they are going to do all of this—

If there was no intervention from Qin Ze's karmic fire.

With the Infinite Knife in hand, Qin Ze in the Heavenly and Human Realm was just a slight thought, and the royal clan karma of the Infinite Knife was already flourishing.

It seems that even evil and depravity can be dispelled by this knife.

Qin Ze carried the knife and walked towards the Temple of Fallen.

The closer I got to the snake, the more I felt the smell of filth and corruption.

The twelve flesh-and-blood fallen idols all opened their eyes.

Qin Ze looked at such a scene, and the position in the depths of his chest hurt fiercely.

He had imagined ten thousand of Jovi's predicaments, but he hadn't imagined it to be so bad.

As he approached the Wa Snake, Qin Ze heard a subtle sound that seemed to come from the "shell" formed under the cover of the tentacles.

"He must ...... Can you save me......"

The voice was weak, but stubborn.

Qin Ze's eyes suddenly had tears. The karmic fire of the Infinity Knife made the tentacles on the ground unable to avoid it, twisting and wriggling to escape.

Combined with the future he had seen through the messenger before, Qin Ze guessed-

Maybe the other world, affected by turbidity, is all because of Qiao Wei's actions at the moment.

Qiao Wei, in the completion of the final evolution of the old calendar domination.

But the evolution of the Black Calendar's path is likely to be discarded. Rejected by the whole world.

In that "bright future", the old calendarists led by themselves came to crusade against their wives.

Qin Ze muttered softly:

"It's okay, I won't get sick of you. When hell freezes over. ”

He raised his knife, remembering what the priest had said.

It was the third day of the fourth month, and they vowed to support them forever, whether they were rich or poor, healthy or sick.

He didn't have time to say yes, but now, he finally had the opportunity to fulfill his vow.

No matter how much the world rejects her, no matter what kind of catastrophe he will endure if he stands on her side, he is willing.

"Qiao Wei, I finally found you."

(End of chapter)