Chapter 107, The Hypocritical Good

There is a statue in a secret room in the palace of the king of Temu, two feet tall, stout, all dressed in purple and gold carvings, and a big red face, showing heroism and domineering.

Tie Yuwen has stood quietly here for a long time, although the country of Tiemu is small, but it has been inherited for 100,000 years, the kingdoms of the past dynasties have remembered the ancestral teachings, guarded the forest of ironwood, and did not fight for hegemony or expansion.

The person who left this ancestral precept is the statue now, the first king of the Temu Country, and the biggest secret of the Temu Country.

Zhang Qian gently hugged him from behind, "All the people have moved to Tiecheng, let's go too, we can't hold it here!"

Tie Yuwen didn't reply, the atmosphere was a little heavy, and after a long time, he sighed heavily, "Qian'er, do you know why there is an ironwood in the Tiemu Parliament?"

"High-grade ironwood is even stronger than better steel, and there should be a large amount of iron ore underneath the ironwood forest!" Zhang Qian's thoughts were the same as most people's.

"There is no iron ore in the Iron Wood Forest!" Iron Residual Warmth was very firm, "The strength needed for the growth of Iron Wood is transmitted from here. ”

"This secret room?"

"It's this statue, he is the founding ancestor of the Temu Kingdom, and the Temu Forest was planted by him. ”

"I know that, but what power does this statue have?"

"He's not a god, he's incarnated by the body of the ancestor after he died, he's a god!" Tie Yuwen smiled, a little bitter, "And I, as a descendant of a god, the 100,000-year-old Tiemu Kingdom will be defeated in my hands......"

"This has nothing to do with you, as long as the war of destruction is over, the Ironwood Kingdom will be rebuilt, I believe you!"

"Maybe, if you can really get through, you can leave the rebuilding of the Tiemu Kingdom to Wang'er!"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Qian was shocked.

"You go to Tiecheng first, I still have one more thing to do, don't worry, I'll be fine, and then I'll go to Tiecheng to find you!"

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I'm going to burn this palace, do you remember what Feng Yang said? The Vajra Fruit melts when it meets fire, and it is born when it meets fire, you go quickly, I will be distracted to take care of you when it is late." ”

In this way, the fire engulfed the entire palace of the Ironwood King.

At the same time, Emperor Yanwu had finally given up on Great Yan City, and the Southern Regions Alliance had almost completely retreated to the Iron City, and the real decisive battle was coming.

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Above the void, hundreds of pseudo-god realms gathered and waited cross-legged, looking back at the Ten Thousand Dynasties God Realm, which was already covered with blood, and above their heads were pieces of Void Tribulation Cloud that was constantly brewing and becoming thicker.

Those who can enjoy a cloud alone are all super strong, and they have absolute self-confidence, and Long Yingying will enjoy a cloud alone.

She is the Dragon Emperor, her majesty is inviolable, even if she is buried under the clouds, she will not fight against the Divine Tribulation with others, and given the terrifying strength of the Dragon Emperor, no one dares to share it with her.

There are also Yu'er and Chenyun, and no one dares to compete with them, because the two of them are entangled with terrifying nightmare magic outside their bodies.

After surviving the divine tribulation, all the powerhouses must be extremely weak, and if they are taken advantage of by the power of nightmares, they will not know how they will die, so even if the two of them invite, no one dares to go.

The other person is the old man of the Ox Clan of the Immortal Clan, who directly incarnates into a fierce bull, the flames are soaring, and he forcibly occupies a cloud domineeringly, and no one dares to share it with him.

There are also Jin Chiya and the Demon Lord Night Moon Peerless, almost no one dares to share with the existence of these overlords, because they are either cannon fodder for the divine calamity, or they are killed after the calamity!

But Jin Jiantian didn't have that power, and could only share the Cloud Tribulation with the three metallic aliens.

The pseudo-god realm with the same main attribute together will increase the success rate of the tribulation, of course, a bloody tearing and killing is indispensable after the tribulation, competing for star power.

Feng Yang also persuaded Jin Jiantian not to come, although he had practiced on the Wanchen Star Array for thousands of years, compared to the real old monster, he was too far behind in experience and practice, but he was arrogant, he wanted to surpass the Golden God!

Only Feng Ling'er stood alone in the void and looked at the infinitely beautiful Wanchen Star Array, there was no cloud robbery on her head, and she did not go to share it with the hundred clans, which made Zhongqiang puzzled.

Because she doesn't need to cross, because she is......

The blood-hazy Ten Thousand Dynasty God Realm suddenly had a white light shooting out, and the powerhouses were in a commotion for a while, and they immediately calmed down, and the divine tribulation was about to begin!

At the moment when the white light shot into Feng Ling'er's body, the first divine tribulation fell, and all the powerhouses had no time to care about it, so they responded to the tribulation with all their might.

Similar to the path of supernatural powers, there are ninety-nine paths of divine tribulation, each of which is different, testing the physical realm as well as the soul and the perception of rules.

The failure of any aspect of the test is the result of the collapse of the physical realm and the dissipation of the divine soul.

Feng Ling'er, who was dominated by the white light, closed her eyes, and her consciousness body appeared in her body, just like Feng Yang, there was a Wanchen Star Array in her body, which was exactly the same as the outside world.

But Feng Yang's Wanchen Star Array has a blood realm as the center, while Feng Ling'er does not, there is no blood realm, and there is no center, only a woman in front of her, with a loving expression for a while, and a cold expression for a while.

Feng Ling'er had incarnated as her in a dream, and she knew that she was the main god!

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Feng Ling'er.

"Ask!" this is the Mother Earth Goddess.

"Why do you always like to divide yourself?"

"Establish the order of heaven, and clearly reward and punish good and evil!" replied the goddess of ice and snow.

"Is it? she in my dream is not like you, she has joy and love, hatred and hatred, no matter what decision she makes, she has all kinds of emotional participation, and after differentiation, you are single and superficial!"

Feng Ling'er was very angry and continued to vent her dissatisfaction.

"You've separated the evil body, you've separated the hatred, and you've been merciful again, and if you continue to divide yourself, what do you think you'll have left?"

"Perhaps, it's time to end the division. ”

Yan Ci is on the same face, which makes people look awkward, but she is fusing it, and it is very smooth very quickly, and the eyes of the main god after the fusion are a little complicated, and she finds that she is so crippled.

"Except for Yan Ci's two sides, all my emotions are in you, and you have hatred for me, hatred for yourself, self-made up for the hatred of separation, Mother Lotus is right......"

"Shut up!" Feng Ling'er shouted, tears, and involuntarily flowed, "You are not qualified to call her Lianmu again, you don't treat her as a mother at all, and you haven't cherished her love for you at all!"

Feng Ling'er cried very sadly, very sad, she had no mother in her childhood, she could only watch other children's children have their mother's love, she could only envy other children with their mother's arms.

She longed for her mother's love, but she was strong and kept this desire deep in her heart, and then she learned to cook and cook with her mother, and she learned to do laundry and sew with her mother.

The children in the neighborhood would laugh at her for being a motherless child, and her brother would stand up for it, and then be bullied and beaten with hatred, and she wished that her mother would stand up and get rid of the children who were excessive.

She had seen her father's lonely back, and she had wanted him to marry another wife, but she knew that her father had only one wife in his heart, the only wife who could give her and her brother true maternal love.

"You have abandoned love, you have abandoned the most precious true feelings in this world, you are not worthy of being a god!" Feng Ling'er cried loudly, with endless love and hate in her heart.

"Do you think that if you are separated from evil and hate, you are perfect and good?"

"You only have yourself in your heart, only your dreams, do you think that is great?"

"A new world?"

"It's really great!"

"But that's exactly what you hate, you hate the world you were born into, you hate the bloody killing, you hate yourself for having bloodthirsty impulses,......"

"You want to put an end to all blood evil, you want to build a perfect world, but all this is just a cover-up, a cover of your hatred, a cover of your true nature!"

"All hatred stems from your hypocritical goodness, and you are the real evil!"

Feng Ling'er's every sentence was like an arrow through her heart, hurting the main god and herself, because they were one.

"I'm sorry!" the Lord God apologized, only he knew himself best, at least he saw his true nature clearly, hypocritical goodness.

"Don't tell me I'm sorry, what you're sorry for is Lianmu, what you're sorry for is my brother, is he really a bad body? He's bloodthirsty, but he has a sincerity that you don't have, he dares to love and hate!"

"I understand, this calamity has nothing to do with the blood-derived body, not the blood-derived evil, as you said, I am the real evil body, fuse, let's end this!"

The main god closed his eyes, turned into a ball of divine white light, and fell asleep in the center of the star array in Feng Ling'er's body, and connected to the star array of colors, which was a kind of fusion and a kind of pregnancy.

Feng Ling'er had disappeared in the void, but the powerhouses of the Tribulation had no time to be distracted, each of the ninety-nine Divine Tribulations was an all-round test, and it might last for a long, long time, maybe for months or years.

After the ninety-nine divine tribulations, it is the star power that bestows it, and the body realm at this time can be safely separated from the body, and then grow rapidly under the nourishment of the star power.

The body realm of the pseudo-god realm is generally thousands of zhang, the largest is ten thousand zhang, and under the nourishment of star power, it can grow to more than 100,000 zhang at the lowest, becoming a young star in the void.

Then it can absorb the star power contained in the void on its own and slowly grow.

The one who achieves the true god is the lord of the stars, who can exist independently from the god realm of ten thousand dynasties, can give birth to his own world, and can establish his own rules of the gods!

The true gods of the past have chosen to attach themselves to the Ten Thousand Dynasties God Realm, contributing their own world hearts to the great dream of the Lord God, integrating the stars with the Ten Thousand Dynasties God Realm, and wanting to share the Wanchen worship of the new world, but they do not want this greatness to be on the verge of destruction.

After 100,000 years of accumulation, hundreds of pseudo-god realms have joined forces to cross the tribulation, and due to the lack of heavenly power, the divine tribulation has weakened a lot of power compared to the past, and there will inevitably be many true gods achieved this time.

But how will they choose?

Maybe all the powerhouses of the hundred races have their own selfish intentions, and they will eventually kill each other for the competition for star power, cruel and ruthless, but their roots are in the Ten Thousand Dynasties God Realm, which is their mother realm.

There are their people, there are their children, no matter how selfish, ruthless, and murderous, but they have care, they have feelings, they have love.