In the center of the vast universe, there is a magical place - the Divine Domain. The Divine Domain kept absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, constantly radiating divine power outward. Under the influence of divine power, all spiritual things in the world have the opportunity to cultivate into immortals and become gods.

Due to the differences in their races, desires, and methods, cultivators often have disputes with each other, and some even fall into the demonic path as a result. The birth of the Divine Domain opened the era of the creation of gods, and also began the era of the struggle between gods and demons.

In the center of the divine domain, there is a holy place, the Divine Capital, which is regarded as the core of the god and represents the supreme divine power. In order to compete for the divine capital, from the first year of the Divine Yuan, that is, the year when the Divine Monarch surrendered to the gods of the human race, the gods of the human race led by the Divine Monarch and the demon and orc clans led by the Demon Emperor have been fighting for nearly 10,000 years, but the two sides have won and lost each other, and the gods have never been able to fall into the hands of one person.

In the year 9900 of Shenyuan, after persuading the dragon and phoenix clans to join, the Demon Emperor's camp successfully forced the Shenjun side to retreat to Dingyang Mountain, which is 100,000 miles away from the Divine Capital.

Dingyang Mountain, like a tripod, is supported by a concave mountain top surrounded by mountain peaks. A thousand miles above the summit is a mountain of flames. The Flaming Mountains resemble a burning coal, and the mountains flow with red-hot lava. The temperature of the Flaming Mountain is always rising, and the lava with fire falls endlessly to Dingyang Mountain, ablating Dingyang Mountain and burning the concave scorched ground on the top of the mountain bigger and bigger.

The scorching hot environment of Dingyang Mountain is not something that all immortals can endure. In order to make the gods feel better, a purple-robed Taoist sat on a mountain peak, chanting words in his mouth, controlling a red wooden gourd to fly back and forth above the top of the mountain, absorbing the fiery lava falling from the Flame Mountain. Under the protection of the purple-robed Taoist, the Divine Monarch convened an emergency meeting of the gods on the top of the mountain.

The three immortals who were surrounded by the gods in the center, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and purple and gold dragon boots on his feet were the gods. Immediately to the left of Shenjun's side, there is a beautiful young woman who is in the limelight and dressed very luxuriously, she is Fairy Muyun, the wife of Shenjun. To the right of Shenjun is a slim, curvy, slender but sensual young girl, she is the Aoxue Fairy, the daughter of Shenjun, she is eighteen years old, perhaps because she is afraid of heat, she only wears a pink tulle skirt, which is extremely beautiful and feminine.

The Divine Monarch glanced around, already seeing the dejected expressions of the gods.

The Divine Monarch looked at a one-armed divine general who was three feet tall and said, "Fierce battle, how many divine soldiers and divine generals do we have?" ”

The one-armed god general fought wildly with two giant eyes bloodshot, and sighed: "There are less than 10,000 divine soldiers, and there are less than 100 divine generals." ”

"What?!" Fairy Muyun said in surprise: "In this battle, we have lost more than 900 divine generals and 90,000 divine soldiers. ”

Berserk nodded. Shenjun looked up and saw the molten slurry flying in the sky, his expression became more and more pathetic, and he choked up: "Could it be that the heavenly machine is wrong." Are we all going to perish here? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "boom", and the red wooden gourd flying in the air suddenly exploded. Without the gourd, the gods had to cast their own spells to resist the lava rain in the sky.

Losing the magic weapon, the purple-robed Taoist couldn't help but sigh deeply.

A rough-looking god general with a particularly big mouth next to the furious battle raised his head and shouted at the purple-robed Taoist: "Chongyang, why is your magic weapon so useless." Could it be that you and your master's Heavenly Machine, Old Man Bu's Heavenly Machine, are also fake?!" His voice was as loud as thunder, and it shook the gods a little.

Furious Battle shouted to the god general, "Roar, don't be rude!"

Chongyang Zhenren pinched his fingers and calculated for a moment, and said to himself: "It doesn't make sense!"

Shenjun bowed his hand to Chongyang Zhenren and said: "Chongyang Zhenren, I am tired of you losing your magic weapon, and I apologize deeply." ”

Chongyang Zhenren replied: "Divine Monarch does not need to be polite. ”

The Divine Monarch said to Chongyang Zhenren again: "In the current situation, we basically have no ability to counterattack the Demon Emperor. What strategies do you think we can do to turn things around?"

Chongyang Zhenren sighed: "According to Master Bu's 'Creation of the God Chronicle, the War of Gods and Demons, the Martial God Out, the Demon Emperor Retreats', we can only look for the Martial God." But where to find it?"

As soon as Chongyang's voice fell, a reddish-yellow auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky.

I only listened: "Man! Man! Heaven, Earth, Ten Thousand, Dharma, From, Ran, Wan! Dao, Return, True!" A word and a thunderbolt roared down from that auspicious cloud.

Chongyang Zhenren recognized the voice, immediately knelt down towards the auspicious cloud, and chanted in an extremely pious Dao voice: "Master is coming, the apprentice can't greet him, please forgive me." ”

The sky only sees auspicious clouds, but no immortals.

The gods looked towards the auspicious clouds. Shenjun said: "The old man who looked at the sky appeared and pointed out the way to save the danger. ”

The auspicious clouds fell on the top of Dingyang Mountain, and two ways, one old and one young, appeared in the clouds.

The old man with white hair, drooping ears and white eyebrows, and a kind face was an old man of Tianji, who was dressed very shabby, with only a simple cyan robe and a pair of shabby straw sandals. However, the young Taoist beside him, who looked like a scholar, was even more shabby than him, wearing only a white coat and not even straw sandals.

The old man of Tianji bowed his hand to the Divine Monarch and said, "Divine Monarch, I will bring you someone to solve the crisis. ”

When the Divine Monarch saw that the young Taoist looked like a crown of jade, with red lips and white teeth, and looked like a weak scholar, he wondered in his heart: In addition to being handsome and impeccable, how much divine power does this Daoist have?

The old man of Tianji pointed to Chongyang Zhenren, patted the young Taoist on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Shaobai, let's separate." He is my apprentice, and he has been passed on by me. You can help each other in the future. After saying that, he wandered away again.

Shaobai nodded, walked to Chongyang Dao Chang, who had just slowly stood up from the ground, and said, "Real person, please give me more advice in the future." ”

Chongyang Zhenren nodded, smiled and asked curiously: "This Dao brother, my master is more than 30,000 years old, he calls you a virtuous brother, may I ask Dao brother Gui Geng this year?

Shaobai replied meticulously and seriously: "A thousand years old this year." This time I came for the Martial God. After speaking, he walked barefoot in front of the Divine Monarch and said, "Divine Monarch, please seal my Martial God quickly, I can help you drive away the Demon Emperor." ”

At this time, the depressed expressions of the gods suddenly became uncontrollable, with an expression of jealousy of Shaobai's handsome appearance, an expression of disdain that expected Shaobai's mana, and an expression of mockery that Shaobai was not self-sufficient to seal the Martial God. Of course, there are also expressions of admiration and concern, such as Aoxue Fairy, who has locked in and paid attention to the face and demeanor of the thousand-year-old man in front of her.

Shenjun is a bitter talent in his heart, holding the idea of "a dead horse as a live horse doctor", he smiled and said: "Brother Dao, I am also willing to canonize you as a martial god." However, the canonization of martial gods has to go through three tests and canonization baptism, and many immortals who have cultivated for more than 10,000 years have not been able to pass, and they have been injured and even killed. Now that Brother Dao has cultivated for a maximum of a thousand years, aren't you afraid of danger?"

Shaobai's expression has nothing but firmness and seriousness. He said in a tone without any pride, "Please start the test." ”

"Okay!" With a light roar, the body of the three zhang of the frenzied battle had flashed in front of Shaobai like a ghost, his right arm shook, and a ten-zhang long mountain axe was held in his right hand, shining and sharp!

Shaobai suddenly felt a smell of charcoal in his nose, raised his head, looked at the giant in front of him lightly, and saw that his skin was like carbon black, and his skin was stiff, cracked stripes like fish scales, as if he had been burned by fire, this appearance plus his pair of raised eyebrows were hard and thick black, a pair of big eyes were black and red, and the overall look was very angry, but the broken left arm reduced his majesty a lot, so he said: "You have a disability, I won't fight with you, I want to fight with you here." ”

Furious Zhan said angrily: "Time is precious, don't be verbose. I'm number one. Fight me. ”

Shaobai turned his gaze to the Divine Monarch, and the Divine Monarch nodded. Shaobai let out an "oh" and said to himself: "I really didn't expect this to be the first." ”

Crazy Battle "snorted", and threw Shaobai a white eye, which was a rare and strange reproach.

Now it is a fact that the Terran talent is withering. Shenjun and Fairy Muyun glanced at each other, both of them with solemn expressions. The gods laughed in an uproar, not knowing whether they were laughing at Shaobai's cuteness or at the embarrassment of the one-armed god.

Shaobai said: "I'll let you, you make the first move." ”

roared like a wild beast: "Don't be arrogant, your grandfather is more than 10,000 years old, and he is still afraid of you, make a move, don't talk nonsense!"

"You have a disability, you make the first move. Shaobai's eyes were looking straight ahead, and his eyes and tone were very resolute. The frenzied figure was so tall that now Shaobai's eyes could only see his knees.

"You!, looking for death!" Furious Zhan shouted, stomped his right foot, and cracks suddenly appeared on the soles of Shaobai's feet, which were hundreds of feet deep. Shaobai's feet did not move, and his figure had already flown to a mountain peak in the distance, sitting cross-legged, calm and relaxed.

"Okay!" Crazy Battle praised, the three-zhang divine body was motionless, but the ten-zhang mountain axe in his right hand had been lightning fast and slashed towards Shaobai.

The word "good" in the frantic battle has not fallen, and the peak pillar under Shaobai's body has been cut off. Shaobai submerged mana, and his body flew up with the broken peak.

As soon as the feet of the frenzied battle were raised, the divine body flew up steeply, and two big strides forward, and came to Shaobai, and the mountain axe was split down.

"Bell!" "Boom!" The head of the young white head was hit by the axe, and the broken peak under his body had exploded into debris.

"Huh?!" the gods exclaimed. ——This Taoist friend who has practiced for thousands of years actually relied on the shock to force the fierce battle of 10,000 years of cultivation back a hundred feet away. However, the Warrior of Madness is recognized as the number one in the human race, and this good-looking Taoist friend should not be wiped out.

In the incredulous and regretful "Ah?!", Shaobai had already rushed out of the diffuse flying debris, and his body floated in front of the wild battle. He asked Berserk, "Did you do your best?"

Fang Cai was angered by this doll who didn't know what to do, in order to teach Shaobai a lesson, he did move his real character, at this time his right hand holding the axe was already faintly swollen and painful, knowing that it was no longer comparable to Shaobai in terms of strength, so he admitted: "You, it is indeed powerful! However, dare to spell with me?"

"Good!"

"Okay, you watch!" said the Wild Fight, and one arm began to shake. With every shake of him, his figure grew exponentially, and the axe in his hand also doubled.