come as god

Chapter 924 The Dying Human Race (Five Thousand Chapters)

Feng Wuji couldn't understand that the gods would make such a huge sacrifice for an illusory legend, but he couldn't refute it, the gods are always incomprehensible and indescribable.

The legend may not be a legend, but some kind of promise or curse.

Feng Wuji asked: "Heavenly King, do you know the whereabouts of Shenting?"

The king rolled his eyes that day, and said in surprise, "Huh? You are in the form of a 23-fold god and beast. If you become a god, you must be a god-lord, with the appearance of a star king... 800 years ago, 200 years ago, in the Great Yuan Dynasty. Hundreds of years after the God Emperor left, the short-lived peace was once again broken by mechanical civilization..."

"What does this have to do with the question I asked?" Feng Wuji was puzzled.

"I don't have much time. Listen to me. At the critical moment 800 years ago, God's Court gave birth to the third ruler——Dujie Tianjun. According to legend, he was the reincarnation of Patriarch Yang Ming. Climb to the peak of Xingjun, educate countless mechanical bodhisattvas, and once again block the mechanical army."

The third master of the divine court, Yang Ming, the Heavenly Lord of Transcending Tribulation?

Why didn't the rest of the magic soldiers know about this?
Feng Wuji looked at those divine soldiers suspiciously, and when he saw these people, he also looked confused: "We don't know, we were recruited by the gods, and we are not qualified to go to the divine court..."

"They really don't know, because Dujie Tianjun didn't create a peaceful world, and he left for Tianwaitian after a short stay. However, he did a few important things before leaving!"

This made Feng Wuji's expression serious, and he pricked up his ears to listen.

Maybe this is the news I want to know.

"Before Dujie Tianjun Yang Ming Patriarch leaves, first, revoke the divine court seal and delegate authority to the gods!" said the Heavenly King's eyes.

Those divine soldiers nodded immediately: "That's right, we also ascended from the lower realms, were recruited by the gods, transformed in the cave, and fought all our lives, without ever being granted by the gods."

Only then did Feng Wuji understand why the person in charge of intelligence on the Ascension Stage said that instinct could help him advance...

"That is to say, if you want to be promoted to a god, you don't need a divine order anymore, you only need enough high-energy materials, the legendary fairy spirit!"

Heavenly King nodded with his eyes: "That's right, originally, in the face of the oppression of mechanical civilization, the power of theocracy was devolved, and each main star had a hole in the sky, and the gods ruled. At that time, the gods and soldiers rose like fireworks, but now Dissipating like a flash in the night. The sky and the earth are drained, all the stars are withered, and it becomes more and more difficult to become a god."

Feng Wuji sighed, the great world of the universe has become a place of absolute spirit.

"Looks like we still have to find the Primordial Ancestral Star, the Great Luo Star!"

The eyes of the king of heaven said again: "The second thing Dujie Tianjun did was to seal the entrance of the 36th heaven on the ancestral star, and hide the ancestral star and the eighteenth underworld, making it difficult for mechanical civilization to find it.

Most people hid their civilizations in the 36th heaven and disappeared into the universe visible to the naked eye. Yang Ming, the Heavenly Lord of Transcending Tribulation, then rushed to the outer sky. "

The second great existence left...

Hearing this, Feng Wuji suddenly rejoiced and said: "If so, it means that Shenting still retains a lot of vitality. The prehistoric peoples are not dead, but hidden, waiting for an opportunity!"

"pity……"

Heavenly King's eyes showed sadness, which made his final will gradually disintegrate.

"800 years ago, there was a rebellion in the Shenting, which exposed the space coordinates of the ancestor star, and fought for more than 500 years to defend it, and finally ended in the failure of the Great God's Court... It is precisely because of this that Chu Kuang Patriarch died..."

Traitor, what a pungent and harsh name!

Feng Wuji and the magic soldiers behind him were extremely angry: "It turns out that we are so miserable, and it was actually the trick of a traitor. It really should be a thunderbolt!"

"Such a person, damn it!"

There is no one who does not hate traitors. In the past 800 years of tragedy, more than billions of gods have been killed and injured. I don’t know how many gods’ mother planets have been fragmented, and their relatives have died tragically.

The Heavenly King's eyes were bleeding from cracks, and he said sadly, "I died because of this, only half of my eyeball fell to the ice and was frozen, and your gods and kings also died because of this..."

Feng Wuji frowned tightly, and said: "Since the victory, it means that the ancestor star is hidden again. You want to tell me that finding the ancestor star is not reliable, so what should I do?"

"It's not that finding the ancestor star is unreliable, but that your strength is unreliable. Even if you find you, you will not be able to enter."

The Heavenly King shook his pupils, and finally said: "In the starry sky, there is a mountain of sword mounds. It is rumored that it was left by the sword ancestor Wu Chao Chengdao Tianjun. There are many murderous opportunities there, but there are countless opportunities. Dare to enter rashly, it is also the only place where high-energy matter remains, wherever you go, you will definitely become a god-lord!"

"Sword Tomb Mountain!"

Feng Wuji's heart was burning for a moment.

Hearing the sword, his genes activated. This is one of the things he loves most in his life. If he doesn't hold the sword for a day, he won't have the energy to speak.

"Okay, Jianzhongshan, I'm going to make a decision!"

After he got the star map from Tianwang's eyes, he set off without stopping.

The Heavenly King's eyeballs took the initiative to stay, wanting to be buried in this iceberg. When the battleship went away, he couldn't help but let out a long breath in his heart.

pat!

The ice layer broke again, and a filament like a parasite crawled out. It entangled the eyes of the king of heaven and said, "Why don't you tell him the truth, even if I wait to go to Jianzhong Mountain, I will almost die. He is a talented person. Now the Jedi has become the star king and recreated the myth!"

"You have forgotten how Shenting was discovered. The same genius ascended to Shenting and spent a lot of resources to help him become a star king. What did he do in the end... 500 years of war..."

For a while, the eyeballs and the parasite were silent.

"It's good to be more cautious, but I want to say that we can't be overwhelmed. Jian Zhongshan may kill this amazing genius!"

"If you are really a genius, you won't die!"

After the eyeball finished speaking coldly, he slowly closed his eyes: "The Netherworld has been hidden, and I can't wait for the new generation of heavenly kings to reincarnate. I will freeze myself again and wait for hope!"

Boom!
The ice layer rolled, and the eyeballs sank into the depths of the iceberg, falling into a deep sleep.

For 1000 years, 1 years, and hundreds of millions of years, they are waiting, waiting for that legend to become true, waiting for that sword to emit a shocking dragon chant to wake them up...

call--

In the sky above the barren star, the warship that had gone away did not know when to return, and it appeared from the mimicry. Feng Wuji stood on the deck with a gloomy expression, looking at the ice star, and heard that conversation.

The remnant soldiers also looked heavy: "There are actually two heavenly kings who want us to die!"

Feng Wuji shook his head: "It's normal for them not to believe that I'm normal. I would be suspicious of a genius like me suddenly appearing in the Land of Absolute Souls, but I don't care whether it's a conspiracy. They are right. If I really If you are a genius, you will not die!"

He flicked the long sword in his hand, and murmured: "The sharp edge of a sword is sharpened, and a genius must step on the bone!"

"Jianzhongshan, I'm going to make a decision!"

In any case, that was the only known opportunity for advancement.

……

"Reporting to the Super Ancient Pure Eye Bodhisattva, the production line output of the mechanical Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the Buddha Galaxy has dropped significantly, and it has already shown an irreversible state!"

In the dim starry sky, a mechanical Bodhisattva projection emerged, and he spoke respectfully to a vast figure of infinite size.

The ultra-ancient Pure Eye Bodhisattva, with a body size of one million kilometers, is the head of the galaxy of all Buddhas, the first statue under the Buddhas and elders, and has a terrifying fighting power to crush Xingjun.

He and the super ancient Jingzang Bodhisattva respectively preside over the production and battle of mechanical life.

Because of the "God's Siege Plan" 800 years ago, two super-ancient Bodhisattvas took action at the same time, and descended to the prehistoric three thousand realms for ultimate extermination.

Who would have thought that Chu Kuang, the son of Yuan Wang Tianjun, would guard the Honghuang Academy, making the plan aborted.

The gods escaped, and the ancestor star of the human race disappeared.

Now, there is another bad news, the production of mechanical life in the Buddha galaxy has decreased?

The scarlet eyes of the Super Ancient Pure Eye Bodhisattva flickered: "After such a war for 3000 years, the foundation of the Great Desolate God's Court has already been exhausted, and my Buddha galaxy has been hoarded for tens of millions of years, the foundation is strong, and the food and grass supplies are a hundred times better than his, so we can fight for 3000 years without falling down. ..."

The prehistoric court, after all, has a shallow background, and the high-energy mineral production line for food and grass supply is broken...

As early as a thousand years ago, it became more and more difficult for the prehistoric people to generate new combat effectiveness and maintain a huge supply of interstellar battles.

And the Buddha galaxy of the mechanical civilization is a large warehouse, storing the most abundant high-energy minerals in the galaxy.

"If Chen Yang hadn't destroyed all the Buddha galaxies back then, my mechanical civilization would have been able to fight for another 3000 years. Now it doesn't matter if I reduce production. The battle of the Buddha's palm world on the top of the holy skeleton is about to come to an end, and the victory will definitely belong to the Buddha land!"

Another magnificent figure came from the deep space, vast and great.

"Jingyan, the search for the Daluo Divine Sword was personally ordered by the master of machinery, Bi Shubatuo. Don't slack off and don't underestimate it. Although the ancestors of Shenting escaped, they couldn't escape anywhere. They need resources too much..."

"That's right, Jingzang, you came in time!"

The Super Ancient Pure Eye Bodhisattva slowly raised his head, side by side with the vast figure, overlooking the broken Milky Way.

pointing in the same direction.

"Chu Kuang is dead, and a large number of gods are seriously injured. To recover, boundless high energy is bound to be required. The stars are anchored, and they have only one place to go!"

The scarlet gaze looked at a majestic mountain world.

"Sword Tomb Mountain!"

……

Six months later, the long journey across the void.

Feng Wuji and the soldiers of the gods came to the southern heavenly position, Jianzhong Mountain, and traveled across an unknown number of light years.

He stood on the deck, looking out, feeling sad.

"Nantianwei, there is not even a complete star, even Nantianmen..."

The starship landed in front of the Nantianmen, and the [-] million-kilometer-high huge portal was cut in half, and collapsed with a bang. The giant pillars stretched across the starry sky, and the thick pillars were wider than the stars.

However, it was dead silent without any trace of life.

Feng Wuji caressed the quaint Nantianmen pattern, the traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds were mottled, stained red with blood, and the soldiers were infinitely sad.

"There were countless gods who stood in front of the Nantian Gate, but in the end they were stained with blood, leaving only mottled traces!"

That is the blood of the gods!

They fell in front of Nantianmen and kept their promise to guard Nantianmen.

Feng Wuji raised his head, the big star was shattered, even the star was cut in half, as if cut by a sword, the surface was flat, it was still burning with fire, and the brilliance of nuclear fusion shone on the sky.

The upside-down battleship and the broken bones have already been drained of energy, and they will rot into dust with a light touch.

"Whether it is the court of God or the mechanical civilization, the corpse of a god is regarded as a resource, and it is the biggest resource!"

There is the most magnificent energy in the body of the gods and Buddhas.

All that is left here is the scattered smoke and dust.

The starry sky should be silent, but Feng Wuji heard countless whimpers for no reason, and the whistle of the wind blowing through the bones, which seemed to be the lamentations of one civilization after another.

They died, but they still sang in death.

The hand holding the sword tightened unnaturally, his heart was tempered every time, and the hatred for mechanical civilization became a force of practice.

He is indifferent by nature and claims to be born for the Tao, but now he can't be quiet.

"The mechanical civilization is immortal, it is simply unacceptable!"

The magic soldiers whispered: "Mechanical civilization is not within the law of heaven..."

The principles of heaven and the principles of heaven are the principles of heaven, not the principles of Buddha.

The Buddha is bigger than the sky!

Following the star map, they finally arrived at Jianzhong Mountain.

Before approaching, it was as scorching and dazzling as approaching a star, the huge radiation was modifying Feng Wuji's genes, every cell became active, greedy, and crazily devoured.

However, this thought was firmly suppressed by Feng Wuji.

He felt that if he obeyed the radiation, he would eventually be alienated and twisted, and eventually die.

"It's such a terrifying sword intent, it almost wants to modify my whole body to look like a sword..."

While Feng Wuji was shocked, there was boundless hope in his eyes, there really was hope of promotion here.

The god soldiers looked worried: "Master Feng Wuji, you have not achieved a high-energy state, your genes are the most susceptible to mutations, and the risk factor is even higher than mine. We still want to persuade you to consider taking another path..."

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. The road has come to this point, and there is no way to turn back. You don't need to persuade!"

Feng Wuji jumped off the battleship without any hesitation.

"Leave this spaceship to you, don't wait for me. If it succeeds, it probably won't be needed, and if it fails, it won't be needed..."

He waved his hands, adjusted his clothes, laughed loudly, and disappeared into the light of Jianzhong Mountain with big strides.

It is rumored that this is the tomb of the half-step Buddha, the old Landi, where countless stars are buried, and the inheritance of the sword ancestor Wu Dynasty is preserved.

He walked all the way, and there were many mountains of steel and machinery. Every few steps, he could see several remains. Humans, monsters, gods, mechanical civilizations, and almost all races can be found here.

However, they all died...

He kicked the mechanical life, and the corpse instantly shattered into dust.

"After death, the energy will be drained by Jianzhongshan..."

He walked a few more steps and saw a human figure sitting cross-legged unwillingly. He didn't move the remains, and stepped away after paying respects, but suddenly saw a few words written in front of him.

"I was chased and killed by the mechanical Arhat, and I was seriously injured to this point. I heard that I had no way, and I was unwilling to sit down--God God Yue Buzhi."

It was actually a god!
He stopped and walked, and saw countless figures, all of which had been turned into bones, leaving more or less last words.

Some were about to die of old age at [-] years old, and they came here looking for opportunities, some were seriously injured and fled here but died here, and some were extraordinary geniuses, but they couldn't find the true way of the sword and fell into it.

"This is not the tomb of swords, but the tomb of ten thousand races..."

Along the way, he had seen countless swords, but none of them were the ones he wanted.

"The Fire Lin sword, the sword is like a fire Lin, you need to cultivate the flame gene to control it, and you will become a flame god..."

"Ice Dragon Sword, for women only..."

"The blood-drinking sword is dedicated to Shura genes. It is nourished by blood. Drink blood every day. If you don't drink blood for a day, you will drink the master's blood."

Countless snake-like creatures that looked like swords but not swords wandered in the gaps of the Iron God Mountain, spit at him from time to time, stared at him cautiously, and even crawled to his feet with swords, hoping to be favored.

Feng Wuji looked at it, then put it down again.

Those sword snakes wandered sadly, waiting for a master, a master with the same genes as their hobbies.

A hundred years, a thousand years, 3000 years...

Still waiting.

This man has a sword intent that reaches the sky, and he has the gene of the sword in his body. He is extremely powerful. Many sword snakes have invited him to try the sword.

Feng Wuji shook his head, his genes told him, this is not his sword, not his way!
Even the gene monsters silent in the cells were a little contemptuous, as if saying, these swords are not worthy of me.

"The outer swords are too weak, their energy can't help me complete the transformation of all 23 beast genes, and I need to go deeper!"

He stepped again, the radiation was getting stronger and stronger, and he also felt very strenuous, but it was far from the limit.

The number of corpses sitting cross-legged inside has not decreased, but more. The appearance of these dead people has become more and more human-like, and they have more characteristics of the prehistoric gods, which means that they are becoming stronger.

"This is the heritage site left by Tongtian Sword Ancestor. How could such a person die? Is this unreasonable?"

Feng Wuji frowned and went deeper again, but was suddenly surprised.

A dead body actually buckled its nose.

"..."

He was stunned, didn't he die?

Ok?
As if his movement disturbed the corpse, suddenly a pair of bright eyes opened, and a mighty mountain-like sword intent rushed towards him, making Feng Wuji's whole body tremble.

"This is at least a divine master!"

This was the only thought in his mind. While all the genes were terrified, they were full of fighting spirit, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?"

He was not overwhelmed by the sword intent, but made countless corpses suddenly open their eyes, layers of pressure piled up like a mountain, Feng Wuji's face flushed, and he opened his mouth to spit out a column of blood.

However, he still didn't fall down, holding on tightly to his body.

He looked up suspiciously: "Are you gods?"

"You, a mortal, how did you come here, the 23-level divine animal state, the electromagnetic energy, the golden body, the sword, and the Taishang Furnace Dao genes have all been cultivated to the peak of the gods, how is this possible?"

Those figures opened their eyes and stared at him one after another, as if observing, lighting up the entire sword mound.

Feng Wuji hurriedly told the truth.

They squinted their eyes and said coldly: "A peerless genius sent to the door spontaneously? This is too evil! It was the same 800 years ago, which caused the death of Chu Kuang Patriarch, and the Shenting was far away. We are seriously injured, and we will cultivate ourselves here for 300 The year still hasn't recovered, you must be the minion of the mechanical civilization! You came so fast!"

"I'm not!"

Feng Wuji opened his mouth to refute.

However, these gods are as cold as ice, with a long snake of sword energy surging from behind, and the cold voice spreads across the sword mountain.

"kill him!"

　Thanks to Dao Yichen for the reward (ε)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)