Chapter 92: The ancient chess game, the saint enters the game
"Everyone, you must know that we are the saints of heaven." Yuan Shi said in a deep voice.
The underlying meaning is that prehistoric times are the territory of us heavenly saints, and those of you who follow the great path are not your territory.
“It’s useless to talk more, just do it in the chaos.” Yuan Meng said slowly.
"Good!!" I said first. No one is willing to give up this benefit. To put it bluntly, everyone wants to take a bite of the fat meat of the underworld.
"Ping Xin, please arrange things in the underworld." Yuan Meng said to Ping Xin.
"Good!" Pingxin nodded.
In the original work, why did Pingxin allow Ksitigarbha to settle in the underworld?
The five saints, even if Pingxin is the master of the tunnel, there is nothing they can do.
It’s different now. The appearance of Yuanmeng, an odd number, carrying the Ancestral Dragon, Yuanhuang, Shi Qilin, and Nuwa is enough to help Pingxin suppress these saints.
As for Zulong and Shi Qilin, why would they help Pingxin, or rather Yuanmeng.
Because they are different from saints and cannot urinate into a pot. When they help Yuan Meng, they are also helping themselves.
To put it bluntly, there is still a long time to come.
If anything happens to the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan, Yuanmeng Hepingxin will not watch.
This is also the reason why helping Yuanmeng is also helping himself.
These saints are arrogant and plot all things in the world. To put it bluntly, they are not in the same camp.
Not to mention Yuan Huang and Nu Wa, their relationship with Yuan Meng needs no introduction.
In the chaos, six saints and four Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals faced each other.
Ping Xin followed what Yuan Meng said and arranged for the elites of the Wu clan to settle in the underworld and hold various positions in the underworld.
The Styx River also gained benefits. In the underworld opened up by the Sea of Blood, the Styx River naturally also benefited. He directly led the Asura clan to settle in the Shura Path, one of the three good paths.
In chaos.
Yuanmeng looked at me.
Three Pure Ones, among the two sages of the West, the strongest is Lao Tzu.
"The old Taoist has always wanted to ask fellow Taoists for advice, but now he has finally fulfilled his wish." I looked at Yuan Meng and said slowly.
Tap the faucet and walking stick lightly in your hand.
The endless law extended out and attacked Yuanmeng directly.
Yuanmeng's eyes were disillusioned. He took a step forward and the endless chaos was disillusioned.
The next moment Yuan Meng appeared in front of me, endless laws were intertwined in Yuan Meng's hands, and a black fist mark crossed the sky.
It was as if countless black suns exploded at the same time.
The black and yellow exquisite tower of heaven and earth appeared above my head, and the energy of merit fell down, protecting his body.
Nuwa approached Zhunti, and Yuanhuang directly faced Yuanshi.
Zulong faced off against Tongtian, and Shi Qilin faced off against Jie Yin!
The endless chaos is shattering.
Infinite laws intertwined in Yuan Meng's eyes, his long silver hair was flying, and the black halberd of destruction appeared in his hand, and then he waved it.
It was as if an eternal dragon was suppressed by me.
With a glint in my eyes, the Taichi diagram flew out and turned into a Yin-Yang millstone directly in front of me.
The next moment, the endless aura collapsed.
The will of destruction is coming.
"Eternal Worlds!!!" Yuan Meng directly used a forbidden magical power.
Countless worlds intertwined, trapping Lao Tzu in them.
"What a magical power, the great millstone of yin and yang!!" Infinite divine light burst out from my eyes, and the two qi of yin and yang turned into the great millstone of world destruction, killing me directly from the infinite world. The next moment Yuan Meng held a big halberd, and the aura of supreme destruction emerged.
In an instant, my body was directly pumped out by Yuan Meng, penetrating the entire chaos.
"What is destroyed will eventually be destroyed, what withers will eventually wither, and the heavens will be destroyed forever!!!" The mighty magic sound echoed in the chaos.
Boundless magic bloomed.
Countless worlds have withered and died, and Lao Tzu’s holy body of non-cultivation has an aura of withering and decay.
With a glint in my eyes, countless laws of the holy way emerged, intertwined with disillusionment, and the power of time emerged.
I have returned to my peak condition again.
Yuan Meng has a supreme divine light in his eyes, and his fingers are intertwined, running through the past, present and future.
"Disrupt the world!!" Ten bright beams of light penetrated the past, present and future, shattering everything, and my figure was completely shattered.
Although the next moment my body reorganized in front of Yuan Meng.
But his face was very ugly.
"Is the difference between the way of heaven and the road so big?" I murmured, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. From the beginning of the battle, he had been suppressed and beaten by Yuanmeng.
“What’s the big difference between the way of heaven and the great road?” Yuanmeng heard what I said and then looked at me.
“If I have to say it, the big difference is in people, not Tao.”
“In people?” There was a trace of doubt in my eyes, the same state, but whether it was myself or Against Yuanhuang, Shiqilin, and Zulong's Tongyuan, they all fell into a disadvantage.
Even Tongtian, who holds the Four Swords of Zhuxian, is no match for Zulong.
"Which of us has not come step by step from countless eras? Do you know that there was a special realm in ancient times." Yuanmeng said lightly.
"A special realm? Could it be that you said it is the realm where the Ten Kings of Fierce Beasts and others are currently located?" I looked at Yuan Meng with a glint in my eyes.
Yuanmeng nodded.
"That realm is called Yasheng. It is the last realm under the saints and is also a realm unique to walking on the great road. Whether it is me, Yuanhuang, Zulong, or Shi Qilin, we have all accumulated countless souls in this realm. Era, it took countless time to enter the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm," Yuan Meng said slowly.
"And what about you? Although you are saints, there is such a big gap compared to your combat power. I think you should understand why." Yuan Meng said slowly.
There was a glint in my eyes: "That's it, the old man has to admit defeat."
I said slowly.
Whether it is Yuanmeng, Yuanhuang, Ancestral Dragon, or Shi Qilin, entering the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal has relied on countless years of accumulation and precipitation.
The Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West, including Nuwa, all jumped directly from the quasi-sage to the realm of the saint.
Although he has become a saint, it is natural that his combat power is low.
It lacks countless years of accumulation and precipitation.
When it comes to qualifications and footwork, no one here is bad. The only thing that falls short may be the accurate pick.
A saint is like taking a shortcut. Hunyuan Da Luo must take every step steadily. There is no shortcut.
"It seems that the teacher has been established in the sub-sage realm for a long time." I said slowly, thinking of Hongjun.
Yuanmeng nodded.
Hongjun also entered the sub-sage realm.
The time he stayed was not short, and he finally became a saint.
Compared with these heavenly saints who have jumped from the pinnacle of quasi-sages to the realm of saints, I want to understand this, and I also sigh a little. I can't say anything else, I can only say that I have too few years of accumulation. Compared with these monsters that were born from the beginning of the world.
It's still a bit worse.
(End of this chapter)