333. No more Chengtian Tower!

When everyone heard the sound, their expressions suddenly changed and they looked around to find the source of the sound.

Such remarks would be considered treason even in normal times, let alone during such a solemn moment such as the great festival of the gods.

Soon, people discovered that the source of the sound was none other than the light curtain instruments responsible for projection and sound transmission.

But at this time, the pictures on the light curtains were actually distorted and transformed into a scene that was not inside the Chengtian Tower.

As for the person who appears in the picture, no one in the entire Zhou Dynasty knows about him. Even young children have seen his portrait and know his deeds.

"Master Wuxu!"

Seeing the unparalleled handsome face in the light curtain, someone cried out: "Is he still alive?"

Compared to the words that pronounced the gods, this incident shocked people even more.

Who among the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty has not received the favor of Imperial Master Wuxu?

Not talking about the algorithm of all phenomena, nor about Xuantian's theory, just talking about the Zhenyang Stone is enough to make countless people grateful for Anle's achievements.

The reason why he was posthumously awarded the title of Imperial Master after his death was not only the memory of Emperor Zhou, but also the popular aspirations of the common people.

Although these particles are small, they are extremely sharp and can cut through strong materials.

One of the priests said angrily: "It must be the Taiyuan Academy that did something!"

He swung his third sword.

At this time, Anle's words continued.

Buzz——

"The gods have never looked squarely at the people living in the wilderness. They only regard us as chess pieces on a chessboard, pigs and sheep in the pasture, to be manipulated and slaughtered at will!"

Everyone in Yujing City saw this scene and felt huge waves in their hearts.

The commotion in the crowd spread quickly to all directions like a tide, and became more and more intense.

These truths were so shocking that they completely subverted their perceptions.

"What exactly is our faith..."

"Gods control the hearts of believers, modify people's wills, and use them for their own purposes. They are extremely hypocritical!"

There are the most densely packed projection instruments in this area. The purpose was to allow believers to witness the coming of miracles, but now it has fulfilled the final judgment of An Le.

As his words rang out, the light screen showed the people of the Great Zhou from the perspective of the Great Xia people. Those ferocious and terrifying images shocked everyone present.

"Third, it's arrogance!"

At the same time, many priests at the top of Chengtian Tower also looked confused, and their previous joy and excitement disappeared.

This scene was far more convincing than the previous "extraterrestrial devil" in Daxia, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

His voice was not high, but it sounded like a bell in people's hearts, deafening and enlightening.

However, the terrifying divine light did not arrive as expected.

An Le stayed in mid-air. After slashing out the two swords, his momentum continued to rise, and it seemed that no one could resist the sharp sword intent.

"Could it be that...the gods don't just belong to Dazhou?"

He swung his second sword.

The incarnation of the god quickly noticed the anomaly and sneered: "As an ant, you are very smart."

"You may be curious about where I have been in the past three years. Now I will tell you that I went to another world in the darkness, which is the back of the wilderness. There is also a dynasty there, and its name is -

-Summer!"

"The so-called gods and the so-called beliefs are just lies from beginning to end!"

Who in the past and present has had such courage to pronounce judgment on the gods?

Anle continued to speak loudly.

A priest said loudly: "This Master Wuxu is fake, and the picture in the light curtain is also fake!"

That definitely does not come from Yuanfeng's own power, but from the will of the gods!

This will is so vast and majestic that any monk will feel his own insignificance in front of it.

"No, this person is not the National Master of Wuxu at all, he just wants to slander his reputation!"

At this time, the students from Taiyuan College stood up and guarded the magic weapons.

An Le sighed: "Yes, it is the aloof gods who created the blood feud between us and Daxia!"

Under this heavy pressure, Anle did not take a step back, but raised her head and chest to look at Him.

As soon as he finished speaking, his sword light reached the throat of the incarnation of the god.

But in mid-air, the figures of several priests came quickly.

Suddenly, an extremely angry sound exploded, and everyone present suddenly felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, making people tremble, kneel down, and feel awe and fear!

That is the sense of oppression that the superior gods have brought to people for tens of thousands of years, giving people spiritual awe!

The speaker is Yuan Feng.

Large and small divine inscriptions appeared on Yuanfeng's body, all over his body. His eyes were pure white, with only a few divine inscriptions rotating under his eyes. There seemed to be gleams of light seeping out from under his skin, containing huge divine power.

, as if this skin would burst at any time.

Soon, the entire Jade Capital City was in chaos, with large and small melees breaking out.

"The gods blinded the world with darkness, causing the conquests of the Great Zhou and Great Xia to continue, and blood flowed into rivers. Countless people died in the war, but they promoted the name of kindness and kindness and called themselves the protector of the Great Zhou."

"This is not a real-time projection, but a pre-recorded image!"

But now, this person who should have died three years ago suddenly re-enters people's sight in this way.

Anle's eyes flashed with divine light, and he swung his sword to strike at the altar.

"People of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I must tell you the truth——"

At this time, Yuanfeng appeared in front of him.

"Similarly, in their eyes, we have also become ugly and terrifying alien demons."

The priests of Chengtian Tower suddenly changed their colors, and similar light curtains appeared around them. Immediately, one of the priests shouted: "Stop the sound-transmitting magic weapon and turn off the light curtain!"

"It's a pity that the gods deceived us."

"If it's fake, it must be fake!"

If another person had said this, no one would believe it, but that was the Master Wuxu. What reason did he have to deceive them?

Suddenly, a loud shout like thunder sounded.

However, the next second, the crowd was in an uproar, and a believer murmured: "What is Master Wuxu talking about? How can gods and beliefs be lies? He is blaspheming!"

And at the highest point of the stairs, under the vast sky and white clouds, stood a monk.

"The gods are not benevolent and treat all things like stupid dogs!"

"The gods are greedy and endless, grabbing the resources of the Great Zhou and Great Xia, harvesting faith and life, and will not stop until the whole world is left with only cold death."

Among the people present, quite a few were extremely devout believers. Their belief in the gods was as if they had been brainwashed. They did not want to think deeply about the reasons behind this, and they were about to destroy the magic weapon that created the light curtain.

On the light screen, a magnificent temple appeared, and many Daxia believers came one after another to make pilgrimages. On the height of the temple, sat a gentle and peaceful statue of the god, looking down at all living beings as if with pity, but in his eyes

Deep down, there is only indifference and coldness.

After having this idea, the priest's consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

The great priest Yuanfeng's face was as gloomy as water, and he walked straight to Hong Yingxue and said: "You must get on the altar now, continue to preside over the great sacrifice to the gods, apologize to the gods, and ask for their forgiveness."

"The gods are our enemies!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed towards happiness.

Xuan Hui wiped away his tears quietly: "That's great, you are still alive..."

"The dark demons we think of are not real demons, but living people like us!"

Yuan Feng, whose body was possessed, stared at An Le and said solemnly: "You deserve to die!"

There was also a very long sword mark left on the white jade staircase, almost cutting it in half.

"Sir, this is not good, the magic weapon... is out of control!"

"The ritual...was destroyed?"

The picture on the light screen did not stop because of their conversation. An Le looked in front of him, with deep pain in his eyes, and said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the entire Yujing City fell silent and fell into an eerie silence.

The sword light did not fall on Yuanfeng, but triggered his arrangement for the past few days!

More and more believers are waking up and don't know what it's like, and there are also many who break down and cry bitterly.

At the same time, Anle's voice came through the light curtain.
To be continued...