Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 334 333. No more Sky Tower!
When everyone heard this voice, their faces changed suddenly, and they looked around to find the source of the voice.

Such remarks, even in normal times, can be called outrageous, let alone at such a serious moment of the great sacrifice 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 moment, the pictures on those light curtains were distorted and turned into a scene that was not inside Chengtian Tower.

And the person who appeared in the picture is known to everyone in the whole Zhou Dynasty. Even young children have seen his portrait and know his deeds.

"Master Wuxu!"

Seeing the unparalleled handsome face in the light curtain, someone lost his voice: "Is he still alive?"

Compared with the sentence that pronounced the sentence of the gods, it was this incident that shocked people even more.

Among the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who has not received the favor of Master Wuxu?
Don't talk about the algorithm of Vientiane Art, nor talk about Xuantian's theory, just talking about Zhenyang Stone is enough to make countless people grateful for An Le's achievements.

The reason why he was posthumously proclaimed as a national teacher "after his death" was not only the remembrance of Emperor Zhou, but also the aspirations of the common people were the more important reason.

"Could it be... Gods don't just belong to Da Zhou?"

In people's eyes, the entire Chengtian Tower is being wiped away by an invisible hand!

"The gods are not benevolent, and treat everything as a straw dog!"

The crowd near Chengtian Pagoda made a buzz of discussion, most of them were questioning, and someone whispered: "Master Wuxu is dead after all..."

An Le sighed softly: "Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng, I will help you get rid of it."

The students of the Tai Academy looked at the man in the sky in both surprise and awe, feeling proud in their hearts: "That is our Master Wuxu!"

"Perhaps someone turned into Wuxu's national teacher and used his identity to act."

"The gods are greedy, endlessly plundering the merits of Dazhou and Daxia, harvesting faith and life, and will not stop until the whole world is left with cold silence."

"The third is arrogance!"

"What a fast sword..."

The believer stared blankly at the ruins of only one tower top in front of him, as if the tower in his heart had completely collapsed at this moment.

The people in Yujing City all saw this scene, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.

At the same time, An Le's voice came through the light curtain.

He swung his second sword.

"Chengtian Tower, gone?"

Yuan Feng, whose body was occupied, stared at An Le, and said sharply, "You, damn it!"

If everything An Le said was true, wouldn't her entire life be a joke?
"Huh? Where did that Son of Heaven go?"

At the same time, the altar was completely cut open by a sword, shattered and fell from a height.

"The gods manipulate the minds of believers, modify people's will, and use them for their use. The hypocrisy is extreme!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at An Le.

On Yuanfeng's body surface appeared large and small divine symbols, all over his body, his eyes were pure white, only a few divine symbols swirled in his eyes, and there seemed to be gleams of light oozing out from under his skin, containing enormous divine power , as if this skin would burst at any moment.

All parts in contact with the torrent melted like ice and snow, annihilated.

Yuan Feng frowned deeply, An Le, who was still on the chariot before, suddenly disappeared.

"The dark demons we thought were not real monsters, but living people like us!"

The torrent of particles didn't stop until there was only one tower top left.

Sentencing the gods, throughout the ages, who has such courage?
An Le continued to speak loudly.

The great priest Yuanfeng looked gloomy, walked straight to Hong Yingxue, and said: "You must go up to the altar now, continue to preside over the great sacrifice of the gods, apologize to the gods, and ask for their forgiveness."

It is undoubtedly overkill to reproduce these scenes with the innate qi, but it allows people to see the style of Daxia more clearly.

"In that case, let me do it myself..."

"Master Wuxu, is what you said true?"

As soon as the words fell, his sword glow had already reached the throat of the god incarnation.

"My lord, it's not good, the magic weapon... is out of control!"

An Le sighed: "Yes, it is the gods who are above us who shaped the bloody enmity between us and Daxia!"

"No Void!"

He just stood there, like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, which could pierce even the sky.

Someone realized the meaning behind this picture and murmured: "In Daxia, why are there statues of gods? There is no such grand temple in Dazhou."

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

He stretched out his hand, and the picture on the light curtain changed again, and scenes belonging to the Great Xia emerged one after another, in which the people, monks, and cities were all lifelike and extremely lifelike.

Many divine inscriptions on the altar lit up, and the resounding divine words resounded through Chengtian Pagoda, deafening!
A hazy phantom appeared in the light, with a sacred and vast aura, but after the sword light flashed, it shattered suddenly.

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

If someone else had said these words, no one would believe them, but that is National Teacher Wuxu, why would he have any reason to deceive them?

"The gods blinded the world with darkness, causing Da Zhou and Da Xia to fight endlessly, blood flowed like rivers, and countless people died in the war, but they preached the name of benevolence, benevolence, and called themselves the patron saint of Da Zhou."

On the light curtain, a magnificent temple appeared. Many Daxia believers came to pilgrimage one after another. On the high place of the temple, there sat a gentle and peaceful statue, which seemed to look down on all living beings with compassion, but in those eyes In the depths, there is only indifference and coldness.

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

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

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

An Le's voice never stopped: "Second, it's greed!"

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This picture is far more convincing than the previous Great Xia and "Extraterrestrial Demon", like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

"Masters, wake up!"

On the white jade staircase, an extremely long sword mark was also left, almost cutting it in half.

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

Many priests tried their best, but they couldn't shut down the nearby light curtains. Even destroying the magical artifacts in Chengtian Pagoda would not help.

"It's absolutely impossible for a god to do such a thing! Smash all those magic weapons, don't let him deceive the public again!"

These people are diehards of the gods, and nothing they say can shake their faith.

An Le looked solemn, and said solemnly: "As the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I am here to condemn the sins of the gods!"

An Le didn't look at him at all, and the voice of the sentence was tinged with anger.

Underground of Chengtian Pagoda, many dilapidated town center stones vibrated loudly, bursting into bright light, and then turned into countless fine particles, bursting out like a torrent.

Suddenly, an extremely angry voice exploded, and everyone present felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, which made people tremble, kneel down, and awe and fear aroused in their hearts!
That is the sense of oppression that the high gods have brought to people for tens of thousands of years, and it gives people spiritual awe!
The person who spoke was Yuanfeng.

Soon, the entire city of Yujing was in chaos, with large and small scuffles breaking out.

"The gods are our enemies!"

At this time, An Le's words continued.

That definitely did not come from Yuanfeng's own power, but the will of the gods!
This will is so great that any monk will feel his own insignificance in front of him.

The priests only saw the dazzling sword light flashing in front of them, and saw their headless corpse falling down, the cut surface was as clean as a mirror, extremely smooth.

Suddenly, a shout like thunder sounded.

A priest exclaimed: "Master Wuxu!"

The projection instruments near here are the densest. The purpose was to allow believers to witness the coming of miracles, but now Anle's final judgment has been fulfilled.

At this time, the students of the Taiyuan College stood up and guarded around those magical artifacts.

"Unfortunately, the gods have deceived us."

He was dressed in loose robes, handsome and unparalleled in appearance, with a tenacious and unshakable temperament, and all the brilliance around him seemed to be a foil.

Afterwards, the platform on the top of the tower suddenly fell downwards, hitting the ground with a bang, making a loud noise, and hitting people's hearts heavily.

The truth revealed by An Le caused people to fall into extreme consternation.

"You may be wondering 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 backside of the Great Desolation. There is also a dynasty named—— -Summer!"

Beside the crowd, the picture on the light curtain changed again, turning into a white jade staircase at the top of Chengtian Tower, and the light of the entire Chengtian Tower reflected it, magnificent and magnificent.

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

These truths are too sensational, completely overturning their cognition.

An Le stayed in the air, and after the two swords were slashed out, his aura kept rising, and the sharp sword intent seemed unstoppable.

Under this heavy pressure, An Le didn't take a step back, but raised her head and chest, and looked at Him.

As his words sounded, the light curtain showed the people of Dazhou from the perspective of the Daxia people. Those hideous and terrifying images shocked everyone present.

At this time, Yuanfeng appeared in front of him.

The commotion in the crowd spread rapidly to the surroundings like a tide, and intensified.

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

There are also some believers who, after thinking deeply about what An Le said, collapsed, crying and laughing: "God, haha, god..."

These particles are small, but sharp enough to cut through tough materials.

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the entire Yujing City fell into a strange silence.

"Fake, it must be fake!"

A priest said angrily: "It must be the hands and feet of the Tai Academy!"

"What exactly is our belief..."

More and more believers have come to their senses, and they don't know what it feels like, and there are not a few who break down and cry bitterly.

The incarnation of the god quickly noticed the abnormality, and said with a sneer, "As an ant, you are very smart."

"People of Great Zhou, I have to tell you the truth—"

It's just that at this time, his appearance and aura are completely different from before.

"Hypocrisy, greed, arrogance, is this the true face of a god?"

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

Someone vaguely guessed what An Le was going to say next, but they didn't dare to think about it.

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

The sound wave rolled and spread, suppressing all the noises in the city, causing the melee in Yujing City to stop for a while.

The priests of Chengtian Tower suddenly changed their colors, and the same light curtain appeared beside them. Immediately, a priest shouted: "Stop the sound-transmitting magic weapon, and turn off the light curtain!"

He stretched out his hand, and the town center stone suddenly disintegrated and reorganized into a long sword.

Xuan Hui quietly wiped away tears: "It's great, you're still alive..."

There are not a few smart people among the monks, and with just a few words, combined with the picture shown by An Le, they have noticed the creepy truth.

At the same time, at the height of Chengtian Pagoda, many priests also showed blank faces, and the previous joy and excitement disappeared.

"The ritual...was destroyed?"

"No, this person is not Wuxu National Teacher at all, he wants to slander his reputation!"

"The gods have never faced the people living in the wilderness. They just regard us as pawns on the chessboard, pigs and sheep in the pasture, and they can be manipulated and slaughtered at will!"

Among the people present, quite a few were extremely devout believers. Their belief in the gods was as if they had been brainwashed. They didn't want to think about the reasons behind it at all, and they wanted to destroy the magic weapon that made the light curtain.

He swung the third sword.

Hong Yingxue was devastated, and after hearing those words, she received the biggest shock.

His voice is not high, but when it hits people's hearts, it rings like a bell, deafening.

"quiet!"

An Le's voice came from a high place: "From now on, there will be no Chengtian Tower in the world!"

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

In an instant, the divine text dimmed, and many small cracks appeared on the altar, which began to crumble.

After this idea was born, the consciousness of the priest fell into permanent darkness.

"The sin of the gods, one is hypocrisy!"

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

The incarnation of the god had already reacted, but when he wanted to control the physical body to fight back, the movement suddenly stopped.

The body... refused to obey orders.

That seemingly insignificant and small will burst out at this moment with a force that even he could not shake.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword light pierced through his body, and the sword energy cut wantonly in his body, traumatizing even his spirit and soul, forcing him to escape from this body.

(End of this chapter)