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Chapter 1170 Helper

"This is the shadow of the Great Emperor!"

"The shadow of the emperor?" Xiong Jianzun was a little confused. He was still at a loss.

When Dunyi said that he could find God that day, he was half-believing and half-doubting. Later, he heard that God had a daughter, and he thought that Dunyi might have gone insane.

Tushan Jun is a spirit, how can she have children?

It took him a long time to finally find the other person.

At that time, he really felt that Tushan Jinghong looked very similar.

I also understand that these children must have been obtained through other means.

Since he is the son of an old friend, of course he has the demeanor of an old friend.

However, Tushan Jinghong was powerless at that time. Her cultivation was not enough to get involved. It was not until Tushan Jinghong reached the Third Flower of Taoism and became a Great Dao Lord that she revealed the truth.

However, what he didn't expect was that Tushan Jinghong really possessed the foundation to travel the world.

This is the great magical power left by the ancient emperor.

'You found it!'

Xiong Jianzun breathed a sigh of relief.

He actually didn't have to get involved in these things, but as an old minister of the underworld, he didn't want the underworld to become a tool of the ten clans or a puppet of Dongyue.

This is the foundation they have worked together to build, and it is the eternal legacy left by the late emperor. It cannot fall into their hands.

"Yes, it looks like a full-force attack from God!" Dun Yi added.

As soon as these words were spoken, several Ghost Emperors and Yama Kings were so frightened that they took half a step back.

They were all people who had witnessed Tushanjun's strength. When he was not yet unified, he was able to fight with the Green Emperor. Later, when the underworld was unified and the eighteen levels of hell were completed, Tushanjun, who was about to become the Lord of the Sky, could kill them with just one move.

King Qin Guang smiled along and quickly concealed his smile, fearing that he would be noticed. As a cultivator at the fifth level, he could not withstand the killing move of Yintian Ghost Emperor.

No wonder the monk said they couldn't stop it. If they had been released earlier, he would not have said anything to stop it.

King Chujiang on the side quickly lowered his head. He didn't want to cause trouble either.

"Empress Dowager." Yu Shen bowed.

The woman in her best clothes almost shed tears and sighed, "The head of the family passed away early, and as a woman, I can't make any decisions."

She still remembers the scene when she got married from Dongyue.

Wu Rong was respectful to him, but too distant. Wu Rong had been busy with government affairs, the construction of the underworld, and the unification of the underworld for three thousand years, and he could not even tolerate a little love.

She had no choice but to know that she was just a tool for Dongyue's marriage, but this was not what she wanted.

Almost in a pleading tone, she asked Wu Rong if he could leave her with someone to rely on.

Without a child, how could she cope with the complicated web of power?

She had a long life ahead of her, and it was not customary for her to be buried alive with her companion, so she was able to have a child.

There is only one.

A pair of big hands held hers. The woman looked at them in shock. Standing in front of her was a tall monk wearing a black and red robe, with his hood removed and his red hair casually draped down. His rotating purple pupils were full of emotion, and he said sincerely, "Sister-in-law, you have suffered! My junior brother is a practical man, and he has neglected you and the child."

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not here to compete for the position of Lord of the Underworld."

"No one can sit on Emperor Yin's throne except my nephew!"

"I promise!"

"Senior Sister..." These hands were very rough, as if they had never been repaired or maintained, but they surprisingly made people feel safe.

Feeling the warmth from the big hand, the woman couldn't help but cry.

Her position seems glorious but in fact it is like walking on thin ice. Her natal family has some ulterior motives and her husband's family has passed away. She is not as happy as an ordinary family, where at least they can still live in harmony.

The only one she can rely on now is her child.

I’m afraid that my child will no longer be of any value and something unexpected will happen to him.

I have been living in fear for many years.

This was the only warmth she had felt in years.

From the senior sister who is far away in Wanfa Sect.

"I will find out the truth, find my father, and support you!" Jinghong patted the beautifully dressed woman's hand, quietly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and said loudly: "I don't want to be an enemy of you. I came here only to find my father. I hope you can give me a step for my father's sake."

The dragon eyes and phoenix gazes look down upon the world.

The lightning arc is immortal.

Dunyi had to admit that even without Tushan Jun's shadow of the emperor, Tushan Jinghong was still an unparalleled strong man. The Three Flowers Great Daoist Lord who came from the Wanfa Sect was enough to dominate an entire generation.

It seemed that all of this was facilitated by him alone, just like the Wanlingtai monk who could not be replicated like the Zunhun Banner.

Ordinary all-spirit fetuses can be completed using the magic of the Yuansheng Holy Demon, but there is only one person like Tushan Jinghong.

In the past, Dunyi had no idea why, but now he understood a little. It must be that Tushan Jun made some unknown changes in it.

Otherwise, Tushan Jinghong would not have his bloodline, and even their appearance is somewhat similar, not to mention the Taoist body that is comparable to the emperor's body. It is obvious at first glance that it is the immortal body of Tushan Jun.

The Eastern Ghost Emperor said in a deep voice: "You can display your great magical powers, but it is not enough just because you are the blood of God."

"Oh?"

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

"There is still one vacant seat among the Ten Kings of Hell. Since Bodhisattva Ruzang is unwilling to assist in achieving great supernatural powers, please give it up." The Eastern Ghost Emperor looked at Ruzang.

This is a position of great supernatural power. What's the point of it being left vacant all the time? He just happened to bring it up at this moment. Even if he seeks God's help afterwards, he will get real benefits.

Yu Shen angrily stopped him and said, "No!"

Ru Zang does not need great supernatural powers to achieve the fifth step, but that position originally belonged to Ru Zang.

Yu Shen rejected it loudly, "Back then, Master Ru Zang and I followed the late emperor to raise an army. The three of us came to Luodu Mountain and worked hard to govern the country. Master Ru Zang has worked hard and made great contributions. That position originally belongs to him!"

The Eastern Ghost Emperor smiled and said, "I admire Master Ru Zang's faith very much, but the Emperor Fruit cannot be left hanging in the air like this."

"I'm willing to give up." Ru Zang clasped his hands together. Yu Shen was shocked and angry, and cursed: "You are crazy!"

Ru Zang lowered his voice and said quietly: "It is important to find God back."

"Master Ruzang is so righteous!"

The Eastern Ghost Emperor said happily: "We are all great supernatural powers of the underworld, and we must consider the development of the underworld. Now the underworld is short of resources and it is difficult to conquer it in five days. The Eastern Wasteland Holy Spirits are quite ambiguous, and the road to preaching is still long and arduous. I believe that with Master Ru Zang's talent, he will cultivate great supernatural powers sooner or later."

"Why don't you fix it yourself?" Xiong Jianzun sneered.

What he despises most are those people who have gained great supernatural powers.

No military achievements were made, no fierce battles were fought, and the compromising monks in the rear were not good at anything except making their own people powerful. They also snatched a great supernatural power from Ru Zang.

The Eastern Ghost Emperor took advantage and pretended to be stupid, ignoring the weird attitude of Xiong Jianzun.

His ideas have always been different from Xiong Jianzun's.

Seeing that the Eastern Ghost Emperor would not accept the challenge, Xiong Jianzun said, "Let's withdraw first and don't disturb the performance of the magic to prevent the crowd from affecting Tushan Jinghong and maintain order."

"Alright."

"..."

"Are you sure?"

Yu Shen, who had retreated to the gate of Senluo Palace, glanced sideways and asked Tun Yi.

Now we are betting on a great supernatural power. If we cannot find God, all our efforts will be in vain, and even the great supernatural power that should have belonged to Ru Zang will be lost.

The positions of these old ministers are even more precarious.

Yu Shen is not a power-hungry slave; he is just afraid that he will let Wu Rong down.

"Not much." Dun Yi looked gloomy. In fact, he had anticipated what happened that year.

Wu Rong did not hide many things from him, mainly because Wu Rong did not say who would take charge of the Soul Flag. He felt something was wrong. Sure enough, after Wu Rong's death, Tu Shanjun disappeared completely.

As fate would have it, he was Tushanjun's enemy in the past, but now he is indeed one of the most active people looking for Tushanjun.

……

Tushan Jinghong ignored the whispers of the crowd and walked in the Senluo Palace.

Twist the formula.

Cast a spell.

"open!"

Clang clang clang!

The symphony of the avenue, the weaving of the emperor's voice, the loom started up and made a roar of great magical power. Jinghong seemed to have traveled through time and space in an instant. Everything around him was gray, with only black and white.

As she slowly stabilized her technique, colorful colors gradually appeared.

At a glance, I saw a tall figure standing not far away.

……

The Ten Emperors’ Alliance.

The old man from the God Burial Clan arrived last.

The old immortal looked back suddenly.

The figure in memory slowly approached.

Tu Shanjun took a step forward, and thousands of immortal lights condensed into a nail hammer.

Draw open the weapon.

The fangs on the green face moved slightly.

Spit out:

"Qingdi!"

The person who came was the Green Emperor.

"Buzz!" Infinite magic power surged like a galaxy, and the black and red protective energy protected Wu Rong.

Tu Shanjun took off the dark blue cloth of the Zunhun Banner and draped it over Wu Rong. He looked at Qingdi coldly and said calmly, "When we were in Tianyuan Land, it was you who prevented Wu Rong from continuing his second life?"

The Green Emperor nodded slightly and said, "I said so."

"In that case, if he continues to use his magic, not only will he not be able to help you survive the Immortal Tribulation, but he himself will also not be able to escape from the Soul Banner and live a second life."

"I spoke to point him in the direction."

Tu Shanjun said seriously: "I thought you were a good person! It's my fault for being too naive."

laugh!

Surrounded by black and red fairy steam, Tushan Jun's gaze swept across the ten ancient emperors present.

The imperial aura dissipated, and the black mysterious light completely solidified the heaven and earth into one piece, leaving only eternal silence, as if it were an immortal cemetery, with the wind of destruction hanging as the ancestral emperor's soldiers were waved.

The fairy mist burns with divine light.

Tu Shanjun came on the road: "You have helpers."

"helper?"

"Hide in the shadows!"

boom.

The hammer smashed the barrier of time and space.

The terror of the Ancestral Emperor's soldiers seemed to fully unfold before his eyes, hanging in mid-air.

The purple-black nails clenched tightly, and the ghost hand grasped the ancestral emperor's weapon.

The skeleton evil ghost at the end was only half an inch away from Tushan Jinghong.

Her body was stiff, her eyes widened unconsciously, cold sweat flowed down her forehead, she didn't understand what happened, why her magic aroused the vigilance of her "father". Or rather, this was not the scene that should be happening now, she was clearly seeing something that happened in the past.

Tushanjun who existed in the past actually crushed time and space and almost hurt her.

What a horror!

The Qing Emperor smiled and said, "That's not my helper, it's your helper."