Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth demigods and gods
"Is it reliable for you, a heavenly demon, to transcribe Dafa?" Chang Shengtian looked at Yao Wushuang with his eyes full of doubt.
"Is it true? You will know if you try it." Bai Ze stroked the beard on his chin: "This Heavenly Demon Transcription Technique was created by my Demon Clan Demon Emperor. It should be noted that when the Conferred Gods List was born, the first to fall
In the hands of our demon clan, the demon emperor has already thoroughly studied the list of gods. This heavenly demon transcription method was a magical power created by the demon emperor before the world-destroying battle with the witch clan, just to leave a trace of good fortune for our demon clan.
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"Fake death! Fake death!" Changshengtian scratched his head, feeling a little headache: "But how easy is it to fake death? I have already achieved innate sanctity. It is extremely difficult to fake death to deceive the world."
"That's why I have to massacre young master and use the death aura of all living beings as cover. Only in this way can we deceive the way of heaven." Bai Ze said with a smile.
"I'll go and give it a try. I'll tell you whether it works or not." I saw Changshengtian turning around and leaving. After a while, he returned to the Beihai camp, handed over the jelly grass, boiled it into a decoction, and went to feed the millions of soldiers in the camp.
Take it.
"Publish my decree. After all the soldiers recovered, they still behaved like this and were seriously ill. This time, I am going to make Wen Zhong suffer a big loss and let him see how powerful I, a junior military strategist, am. My military strategist will always only
Serving the military strategists, he heard that Zhonggui was the backbone of the military strategists, and now he is about to become a lackey of the great merchants." Yuan Futong's eyes were full of resentment.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. As Yuan Hong's uncle, there is no doubt that Yuan Futong is a monk in the lineage of Kong Xuan.
Now that I heard Zhong's determined attitude of protecting Da Shang, I don't know how many military disciples were secretly dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to speak out. They just dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
A school of iron and steel, a dynasty of flowing water.
Without that doctrine, which school would be foolish enough to tie everything to the chariot of a single court.
Nowadays, the hearts of the eight hundred princes of the Great Shang are unstable. How similar is it to the time when the Great Shang launched an army to attack Daxia?
However, on the third day, no one noticed that the overwhelming and mighty demon army and the countless barbarians appeared on the shore of the North Sea at some unknown time and quietly set up camp on the shore of the North Sea.
On the tenth day, Wen Zhong adjusted his army, and with an order, the mighty and overwhelming army, like a pouring tide, poured overwhelmingly towards the Beihai camp.
I thought it was a flat river, and everything I passed by would be captured, but just as the army broke in, I saw the neatly formed Beihai army roaring and roaring towards Wen Zhong's army.
At the same time, there was a roar on the shore of Beihai, and then the overwhelming and mighty Beihai army was seen, rushing towards the flank of the imperial army like a swarm.
In one encounter, Dashang's tens of millions of troops were defeated. They were defeated like a mountain and could not be contained at all.
The barbarians were charging rampantly, and all of them were powerful and thick-skinned. The monsters were even more brave and swift, shocking the merchant army into a mess.
"Array! Array!"
Wen Zhong roared, and the sound spread throughout the battlefield. The aura of the human god escaped unscrupulously. The charging monsters whimper in shock, and their energy and spirits slumped. Each one was like a bereaved dog, losing its prestige in the army.
, all I know is running around.
"Line up to meet the enemy! Don't run around, don't collide with the military formation! Arrange a big formation of three armors! Arrange a big formation of three armors!" Only a roar was heard. Wen Zhong relied on his own power to temporarily stabilize the chaotic army.
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"Wen Zhong is a good trick, but it's a pity that you don't have a chance in front of me, ancestor." He only heard a gentle smile, and Changshengtian walked through the chaotic Dashi camp, ignoring all the soldiers along the way, and came to Wen Zhong with a smile on his face.
in front of me.
Now that the two armies are fighting and the Shang imperial army is in disarray, the Qimen formation can no longer pose any threat to Changshengtian.
The main power of the Qimen Formation was used to deal with Beihai's army and the demon clan's army. Naturally, the power acting on Changshengtian was much less.
Seeing a man dressed in white, standing aloof on the scattered battlefield, seemingly in two different worlds from the battlefield, he immediately paused when he heard Zhong's words about dispatching troops and generals. He mobilized his energy and spirit and stared at the figure in white in front of him.
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Strange to say, Wen Zhong, surrounded by countless troops, turned a blind eye to Changshengtian, as if he had not seen it at all. The moment everyone approached Changshengtian, they automatically moved away from him.
"Who are you? You dare to break into the army of our great merchant? Do you think that our great merchant has no one?" Wen Zhong was riding a dragon horse, and his hands fell on the golden mace at his waist.
"My god lives forever!" He heard the figure in white across from him smile softly, and his voice passed through the noisy battlefield and reached Wen Zhong's ears clearly.
"The Immortal Heaven!!!" Wen Zhong exclaimed, his eyes full of horror: "The Immortal Heaven who was born from the Witch Clan?"
"Yes, it's me. If I remember correctly, there seems to be only one Changshengtian in this world." Changshengtian still looked at him calmly.
Wen Zhong's heart gradually sank to the bottom at this time. Although Changshengtian was born not long ago, who in the world has never heard of this god's name?
The most important thing is that no matter how long it takes, the Immortal God should never appear here.
But now the Immortal Heaven has arrived.
What does this mean?
"Beihai has colluded with the Monster Clan! The seventy-two princes of Beihai have defected to the Monster Clan!" Wen Zhong's heart gradually sank to the bottom, but his expression remained calm: "Why do you appear here? Your Majesty, Mian"
If you want to enter my great merchant and discuss the Tao with my great merchant Wang, you need to go to Chaoge, instead of appearing here."
"I'm here for the Grand Master." Changshengtian looked at Wen Zhong with his eyes, and finally landed on Wen Zhong's eyebrows: "I didn't expect that the greatest blessing of the year actually fell into your hands. No matter what happens today, I can't do it.
Let you go. These eyes give me a reason to kill you."
"Although our ancestors are innately sacred, you should know that I, the Great Shang, do not have masters who can compete with your Majesty. If you take action in front of the two armies today, aren't you afraid of the revenge of our powerful human race in the future?" Wen Zhong slowly used the golden whip.
Take it in your hand.
He will never give up until the last step.
Furthermore, it is only a thin line away from humans and gods, and it is also blessed by a large array of military strategists. It is difficult to say who is really strong and who is weak before the competition.
The most important thing is that he can't help it.
"Bitter! Who knew that the Wu Clan dared to collude with Beihai? He is really guilty of death. And this Changshengtian is really unruly and dares to go directly to kill the commander and seize the flag. It is really hateful." Wen Zhongye
No longer verbose, the next moment divine power burst out from the whole body, the power of man and god was mobilized, the golden mace suddenly expanded, turned into the size of a mountain, and smashed towards the Changsheng Sky on the opposite side.
"That's right! That's right! The power of humans and gods is very refined, but it's just a little too weak." Looking at the golden mace that was smashed down, Changshengtian's body was filled with divine light. He stretched out his palm and it seemed to be grasped by it, and then the golden mace was thrown down.
The divine power in the mace was dissolved and gradually returned to its original shape.
Just as he was about to use his means to suppress the golden mace, Wen Zhong's heart suddenly moved. The golden mace actually broke free from the restraints of Changshengtian and flew back automatically.
"This treasure has some skills, it is a good treasure!" Chang Sheng looked at Wen Zhong's golden mace every day, his eyes lit up.
"Qi Men Formation, bless me!" Wen Zhong gave a command, and the entire military formation of tens of millions of people changed. A stream of energy condensed in the air and poured into Wen Zhong's body instantly.
The majestic power of heaven and earth was supported by the great formation and merged with Wen Zhong's human and divine power. Wen Zhong raised his hand and struck out with a golden mace towards the Changsheng Heaven.
"Bang~"
There was only a muffled sound coming from the void. Changshengtian felt the divine power contained in the golden mace. His expression changed and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes: "What a military formation! Born out of the Wu Clan, there are twelve heavenly gods and demons.
The formation is a shadow of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, but it is not very similar."
The Immortal Sky does not dodge or evade, and the divine light spreads all over its body. Wherever it passes, the universe of heaven and earth is changed, and everything is transformed into the realm of its divine kingdom.
Then Changshengtian stretched out his palm and touched the golden slip.
There was only a loud noise, accompanied by the sound of cracking bones, and Changshengtian flew out, flying back dozens of feet, and a mouthful of golden divine blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
"There's something wrong with your weapon!" Chang Shengtian looked horrified.
He was really shocked.
"This golden mace is the sacred object of my military strategist. What do you think? If you retreat now, hello to you, me to everyone, otherwise... don't blame me for not having eyesight in this golden whip." Wen Zhong would never say that his family has this kind of weapon.
The golden whip is an imitation of the divine whip.
Although it is not the main body of the Divine Whip, it definitely possesses four to five points of the power of the Divine Whip.
"Since I already know that your golden mace is unusual, how can I give you another chance? This is it, everything should be over! As a demigod, you are proud enough to be able to hurt me!" Changsheng
Tian sighed lightly, and the next moment he pointed out, the laws of the gods flowed, and the divine power of the gods began to burst out.
At that moment, Wen Zhong's eyes widened, staring at the finger that cut through time and space, his eyes filled with inexplicable color.
There is joy, excitement, sadness and helplessness.
He finally understood what the difference was between human gods and demigods.
Humans and gods have realms, and within their realms are the great avenues of heaven and earth.
He finally found out, but it was too late.
Seeing that finger coming across time and space, it was about to land on Wen Zhong's forehead, and he was about to kill him. At the critical moment, he only saw a squirming movement between Wen Zhong's eyebrows, and a divine light shot out from his vertical eye.
The legal domain of Changshengtian was actually split open by the divine light.
Then, without saying a word, Wen Zhong suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed out, escaping from the realm of Changshengtian, blending into the army and disappearing without a trace.
Chapter completed!