In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Even though he had known that this day would come, when this day really came, he was still filled with indignation!

Full of uncontrollable rage.

Furious!

The Taiping Road belongs to him. He worked hard to unite vertically and horizontally, linking all the major forces in the world together, which led to today's general trend. But who knew that someone would want to pick peaches with empty words?

How do you ask him to endure it?

How could he bear it?

Nanhua Laoxian ignored Tang Zhou and looked at Zhang Jiao.

At this time, a three-inch meat ball grew out of Zhang Jiao's head, which looked like a pair of immature dragon horns.

Zhang Jiao. The old immortal said.

Disciple is here. Zhang Jiao stepped forward with a respectful expression.

The Heavenly Book has been taught to you by my master, and I will teach you this whisk as well. In the future, you will be the real leader of Taiping Dao, and the future pillar of Taiping Dao will be handed over to you. The old immortal had no expression on his face.

Master, you are still alive, how dare your disciples take charge of Taiping Dao? Zhang Jiao said with a respectful expression.

I'm still alive now, but I'm about to face the disaster. If I can survive the disaster, then everything will be fine. If I can't survive the disaster, the future of Taiping will depend on you three brothers.

Master, you have been immortal for a long time, how can you still be in trouble? Zhang Jiao didn't understand.

This calamity is the calamity of Hedao, and it comes from the Dharma Realm. You don't need to ask any more questions. Whether it succeeds or fails, it is a matter of fate for me. Nanhua Old Immortal waved his hand as if to explain the funeral arrangements:

There is a great terror in Kunlun, and my fate must be due to that great terror. If Huang Tian wants to truly come to the world, he must have great merits to help him, so that he will not be rejected by this world. Master Nanhua raised his head and looked Toward the Kunlun Cave, the next moment I saw within the Kunlun Cave, streams of light suddenly flew out from the cracks, emitting a strong treasure light that shook the whole world.

That's it? Tang Zhou Tong Kong shrank sharply.

That is the destiny that belongs to all living beings in the world, and it is the destiny that all living beings in the world overthrew the Zhou Dynasty. There was a little bit of erraticness and illusion in the voice of the old immortal Nanhua.

Those who are destined can get it. Just rely on your own abilities. The old immortal stroked his chin.

After the words fell, the three of them didn't care so much and hurriedly chased the stream of light in the sky.

Inside Daliang City

Inside Cui Yu’s three-room shop

Butcher Zhang Guanxi looked at the empty streets and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh. The butcher knife in his hand fell directly on the chopping board: Damn it, how do you do business and survive in this world?

Zhang Guanxi was a little angry, sitting on the ground with a sad face, looking at the rotten pork, his eyes full of anger.

Boss, we at Taiping Dao want your meat. We will give it to our Taoist master at Taiping Dao. I wish you eternal blessings and longevity.

At this moment, a group of big men wearing yellow scarves came from a distance, came to Zhang Guanxi's stall with a smile, and took away all the meat from Zhang Guanxi's stall.

Masters, we are running a small business, please leave some for us. Zhang Guanxi stepped forward quickly and wanted to reach out his hand to stop him, but was kicked in the heart by the big man. He did not recover for a long time. Out of anger, he lay on the ground and retched.

Boy, don't be so shameless. The things that our Taiping Dao master likes in you are the blessings you have cultivated for several lifetimes. You must not be ungrateful. Are we coveting your little flesh? We are giving it to you. This is an opportunity for you to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. This is an opportunity for you to accumulate virtue. The yellow scarf man kicked Zhang Guanxi to the ground, with a sneer in his eyes, and then a group of men carried the pork and continued to run to the next house.

Zhang Guanxi, who fell to the ground, was lost in consciousness, and the breath in his mouth was looming, as if it could be cut off at any time.

But at this moment, only Zhang Guanxi's soul exuded strong stubbornness: This world! There is no way for people to survive at all! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Taiping Road should kill, you bunch of dog officials too He deserves to be killed! It’s a shame that I can’t do anything to kill him and bring peace to the world.”

Zhang Guanxi's soul transformed in his stubbornness, emitting strange fluctuations.

At this moment, a stream of light flashed across the sky and earth. It seemed to be attracted by Zhang Guanxi's murderous intention, and then got into Zhang Guanxi's body without saying a word.

The next moment, Zhang Guanxi let out a long breath, then suddenly turned over and sat up, looking at the butcher knife on the eucalyptus board.

As soon as Zhang Guanxi stretched out his hand, the butcher knife immediately turned into a red light and turned into countless particles, which were absorbed by Zhang Guanxi's mouth and nose.

Slaying the Immortal Sword? Kill all living beings in the world and cultivate an Immortal Killing Sword that can kill gods and demons? Zhang Guanxi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Taiping Taoists who were laughing and grabbing rice fifty steps away. The next moment, his whole body It turned into a red light and flew out.

There was no scream, and the face of the cult member even still maintained a smile, but all the energy and spirit in the whole body was drained away.

The red light twisted, and Zhang Guanxi appeared, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes: Not bad! This is how it feels! Powerful! So powerful that it cannot be described in words!

This is the feeling! Zhang Guanxi's voice was full of intoxication, and he looked at the yellow scarf Taoist priests further away and the wanton believers: You can become stronger by killing people, and finally cultivate a sword for slaughter! This is how it feels. Feeling! Superior to others! Superior to strength!

The next moment, Zhang Guanxi flew out, turned into a stream of light again, and slaughtered the believers further away.

In the courtyard of the old Confucian scholar

Wang Yi held the scroll in his hand and was studying the knowledge carefully. As he recited the words in a clear tone, suddenly a stream of light passed through the sky and hit Wang Yi's head directly, causing Wang Yi's head to break and bleed. Covering his head with tears in his eyes, he glared at the blue sky.

But when he saw the strange streams of light in the blue sky, his tears disappeared and he could no longer cry.

Then he quickly lowered his head, only to see a book on the ground, and what hit him on the head was a book. A book entirely made of polished and carved jade.

Wang Yi lowered his head and saw that there were no words on the book and it was blank.

But when Wang Yi looked at the blank dictionary, his eyes lit up.

A corner of Daliang City

Xiang Yu was sharpening his knife when he suddenly raised his head and saw streams of light passing through the sky. A stream of light came towards his face and hit Xiang Yu's nose directly. The collision caused Xiang Yu's nosebleed to spurt out and drip onto the object.

If you look closely at the object, it turns out to be a bronze man!

That turned out to be a bronze man!

The bronze man turned into a stream of light and merged into Xiang Yu's body.

Xiang Yu's breathing was rapid, and his eyes were full of disbelief: Copper skin and iron bones! Above all, the great devil's supreme magical power, copper skin and iron bones!

skirt jade mountain

Mushini looked at the six streams of light flying towards him, with a hint of pride in his eyes: It's true that I have been the king of Quyu Mountain for decades. After all, I have gained some of the power of Liangjie Mountain. In this way, rescuing my father will be even more important. I'm sure! Nan Emperor, I want you to pay with blood!

The Kunlun Mountains were conceived for a hundred and eight thousand years, and thousands of streams of light flew out and fell into Daliang City near Liangjie Mountain.

Some fell into the homes of ordinary people, and some fell into the hands of high-ranking officials.

But without exception, they all have energy.

Inside Daliang City

Tang Chen looked at the eight streams of light flying in the sky, with a touch of excitement in his eyes:

Hahaha, as expected of me! As expected of me! I robbed the Xiang family of their opportunity and their energy, and I actually got six treasures.

Tang Chen looked at the six streams of light falling in his arms, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

As for Daliang City?

Who needs this place where birds don’t poop?

And what if those powerful people are vegetarians?

It won't be long before someone comes to your door.

further away

A young man who was weaving a straw mat suddenly saw a red light flash across, covering the young man.

Chixiao? The Chixiao Divine Sword of the Five Emperors and Five Emperors of the Five Directions? The young man's eyes widened, and then his blood boiled. He actually began to return to his ancestors and awakened his superpowers: How pitiful is it that I, Liu Bang, still have a chance to turn around?

The young man's eyes filled with tears, but he directly turned the soil on the ground into lava.

Inside Daliang City

Wu Guang stood under the big tree, looking at the green energy flying towards him, with a strange look on his face: Original energy?

Near Liangjie Mountain

At this time, it was even more chaotic.

A stream of light penetrated directly into the two horns on Zhang Jiao's head, causing the two horns on Zhang Jiao's head to turn into golden yellow, like two dragon horns.

A stream of light fell in front of Shoucheng, and it was six copper coins.

Eight streaks of light fell in front of Tang Zhou. Tang Zhou's face was dull and he put away the treasure without any expression.

Looking at Tang Zhou's eight streams of light, Zhang Jiao's eyes were a little hot: Senior brother is so lucky, the energy of the mountains in the two realms is equal to one fight, senior brother should at least be divided into four fights.

Haha, junior brother is not bad either. If I read correctly, those of yours should be the horns of Taikoo Haotian! Tang Zhou's eyes fell firmly on Zhang Jiao's head.

A part of heaven!

And it’s also the most powerful part of Haotian’s power!

Zhang Jue's expression changed: How did senior brother know?

I have gained the memory of the ancient Tai Sui God. Many things, even weird things, cannot be hidden from my eyes. Tang Zhou's eyes showed a hint of envy and jealousy.

He is making a wedding dress for Zhang Jiao!

He didn't believe that Master Nan Hua didn't know that by passing on the position of Taiping Dao leader to Zhang Jiao at this time, he was trying to divide his power!

In other words, those pair of Haotian horns originally belonged to him.

That was his own treasure, and under the master's casual approach, he gave Zhang Jue a share of the profit without leaving any trace.

How do you tell him not to hold grudges?

How can you tell him not to hold a grudge?

He hated it so much!

The whole person was filled with hatred and wanted to beat Zhang Jiao to death immediately.

But he didn't dare, because the old immortal Nanhua on the side was staring at him, his eyes expressionless.

At this time, all the powerful officials looked at the flowing light running across the sky and the earth, with a hint of fanaticism in their eyes, and rushed straight towards the flowing light.

But the speed of the streamers was too fast. Except for the little Jinpeng King who was quick and quick and caught three streams of light, the others could only run after the streamers.

Why! I am the prince of Zhou Dynasty! In the whole world, could it be the king's land! On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers! Why don't I have any treasures? Ji Wushuang looked at the streams of light in the sky passing by in front of her eyes, and her whole body His eyes suddenly turned red.

The next moment, the universe in the sleeves was revealed.

As Ji Wushuang's sleeves swelled and opened, a strange wave emitted from the sleeves.

Wherever the fluctuations envelope, the laws of heaven and earth change accordingly. The laws of space, time, and even the laws of infinity all change as the cuffs are unfolded.

The hands in Ji Wushuang's sleeves seemed to have turned into the hands of gods, or the hands of the Creator.

Those hands are omnipotent, creating heaven and earth, confusing yin and yang, as if everything in the world has turned into ants under that palm.

Then I saw the palm spread out, and Liu Guang, who was unable to catch up with the old antiques, was shrouded in Qiankun in his sleeves, like a headless fly, being clenched in his hand.

There were actually three streams of light that he intercepted abruptly.

Shi Long worked hard and worked hard to steal the treasure. No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't find any part of the treasure. But the Qiankun in the Sleeve fell into Ji Wushuang's hands and was actually used.

As long as Shilong can display the universe in his sleeves, he won't die so miserably!

It can be said that fate plays tricks on people!

Although the universe in Ji Wushuang's sleeves cannot reach the point where it can hold the universe in a single thought, its power is still quite astonishing.

The treasure of Qiankun in the Sleeve is good, but it's a pity that it consumes too much the source of the mysterious god. Ji Wushuang muttered in his heart.

He is also in charge of the Zhengyi Ghost and God Covenant, and can use the origin of the gods in the Zhengyi Ghost and God Covenant to refine treasures.

As a result, he mastered a little bit of the knowledge of the Qiankun in the Sleeves, and was able to reluctantly use the blood of the Ji family to display the power of the Qiankun in the Sleeves.

The sleeve holds the heaven and the earth and controls the laws of a certain space. The power of this treasure is really astonishing.

Although Ji Wushuang has now eliminated the registration of life and death, he can only barely activate some power.

But even so, six treasures were intercepted.

Ji Wushuang's use of his sleeves also shocked some old antiques.

A pair of eyes couldn't help but drift towards Ji Wushuang's body, but they didn't dare to make any move.

How strong is Dazhou?

Just seeing how Da Zhou recruits Qi practitioners from various schools every year, and even the old antique Zhu Wuneng does not dare to resist, we know how strong Da Zhou is.

After all, the world belongs to those with blood.

Your Highness, this treasure of yours? Mr. Yu's eyelids couldn't help but jump when he saw the power of Qiankun unfolding in his sleeves.

I saw the Qiankun Shi unfolding in the sleeve, as if a world was separated, and where the sleeve was covered, all the rules were distorted and changed.

The world under the sleeves is like Ji Wushuang's world. Ji Wushuang is the god of that world and the master of that world.

The old immortal Nanhua on the side had his eyes straightened, he couldn't help but take a breath, and his expression was solemn: What a treasure.

It is indeed a good treasure. There are few in the world that can rival it, but it consumes too much energy to activate it. Tang Zhou thought thoughtfully.

If you don't have the means to restrain him in the future, stay away from him. As expected of the Zhou royal family, this method will make all Qi practitioners in the world tremble. Even if it consumes the source, as long as it can exert the power of a single blow, , it’s enough to hurt people’s lives.” Master Nanhua warned, but the depths of the hole shrank sharply, staring at the universe in the sleeves and refusing to move away.

In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods