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Chapter 342: Human Emperor Cauldron, Infinite Merit Sea, the War Ends
Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles.

The twelfth form can kill celestial beings, saints, and true monarchs. The eighteenth form can kill bodhisattvas and saints. The nineteenth form is not afraid of the founders of the three religions, the great demon on the throne, and the great underworld god.

And now, Lu Mingyuan was performing the nineteenth move.

Even the founders of the three religions had to retreat.

Violent fluctuations of holy energy emanated from the void, forming circles of ripples like water waves, shaking the entire world.

Qi Xingyan was staring at the Dragon-Slaying Platform that suddenly rose in the distance.

Then he saw a young man dressed in golden clothes, with two swords on his waist, with a handsome face and an extremely handsome appearance, walking towards him in the holy cloud.

The Martial Saint, who had not appeared in hundreds of years, took action at this moment and burst out with tremendous power.

Even when facing evil gods, he has nothing to fear.

"It is a blessing for the people of the world that your Majesty has grown to what he is today."

Qi Xingyan smiled with relief, but sat cross-legged in the void with his hands flat in the air, and his boundless righteous energy condensed into a long zither.

"The emperor of a country is not afraid of life and death, nor of the power of gods. With his human body, he is on par with gods. I would like to ask all the kings in the world, who can do this?"

Qi Xingyan stroked the strings of the zither.

In a moment, the ice and snow in the void seemed to melt, and rivers seemed to flow.

The voice was warm, powerful and penetrating, yet it seemed to carry a hint of aura, and it seemed to condense a starry palace.

In that star palace, there are clear springs flowing freely, and there are scholars drinking and having fun.

Among the clear springs and flowing water, it is like a huge valley welcoming the autumn and a cold river reflecting the moon.

All the strange visions were transformed into magical powers and spread to the most distant mountains.

Rumble!
In an instant, the sky and the earth were in turmoil.

The sound of the piano filled the void.

The sound of the piano pierced into the rocks before my eyes.

The huge rock immediately turned into fragments and then into smoke and dust.

Smoke and dust filled the void, but they carried the fragrance of ink, illuminating the distant void.

The Emperor Changming's hair stood up because of the strong wind blowing in front of him.

There are also Confucian saints who cover the heaven and earth.

Lu Mingyuan, who was on the cloud, held the magic sword Zhuxie in his hand and looked intently.

He found the exit of Qi Xingyan's ascension place not far away and helped himself.

Lu Mingyuan's confidence grew even stronger, and he shouted:
"cut!"

A ray of light shone from the sky.

The light broke through the clouds, carrying with it the reflection of a dragon-slaying platform.

Thousands of miles away, countless powerful men cast their eyes towards Lu Mingyuan.

Then he seemed to feel the martial saint's energy and blood rushing from Lu Mingyuan's body, as strong as fire and as thick as magma.

A layer of demonic light surged out from Emperor Changming's body, and then all the injuries caused by the battle with Patriarch Yuqing disappeared. He no longer looked so embarrassed, and regained the elegant temperament of a top powerhouse.

Supernatural powers, blood, the sound of swords and the sound of pianos spread and pressed towards Emperor Changming.

The mysterious energy fills the sky.

The majestic energy and blood were almost earth-shaking.

Emperor Changming was not at all panicked. He stretched out a hand and pressed it towards Lu Mingyuan's position. Pitch-black threads appeared and intertwined to form a giant demon hand, covering downwards.

Sonorous!

In an instant, the sword light cut off the demonic energy, and sword marks appeared in the vortex of demonic clouds in the sky.

The demonic energy began to collapse, break, and shatter!
Every sword move and every style seemed to contain thousands of changes, as if carrying the splendor of the great sun in the east and the majesty of thunder, and finally turned into a bit of cold light.

The Heaven-Covering Palm Seal was directly destroyed by Lu Mingyuan.

After just one encounter, Emperor Changming was chopped back seven or eight miles by the sword light!
His clothes were torn into pieces by the sword energy and strong wind, but the shadow of the Dragon-Slaying Platform seemed to lock onto him, like a gate knife that would not stop until it chopped off his head.

Even Qi Xingyan's heart trembled slightly. He vaguely sensed that countless eyes were falling on this place from the clouds in the sky!

When Emperor Changming retreated, Lu Mingyuan seized the opportunity, got close to him, and planned to inject the Blood-Green Night Pearl into Emperor Changming's body.

However, the next moment.

Emperor Changming took out the nine-inch-high Evil Eye Tower of Babel and held it in the palm of his right hand.

The grade of this Evil Eye Tower of Babel is probably at the level of an original magic weapon. It looks small and exquisite, and extremely delicate.

The Origin Magic Weapon is two major grades higher than the Innate Magic Weapon. Even the Innate Immortal Weapon is far inferior to it. The ones that can be compared with the Supreme Immortal Weapon are the top magic weapons that a generation of immortals and gods spend their entire lives to refine. They are far from comparable to ordinary ancient treasures.

As the inscription patterns continued to emerge, the power fluctuations erupting from the Evil Eye Tower became more and more powerful.

"Boom."

A trace of supreme divine power contained in the black halo blasted Lu Mingyuan away. Scarlet holy blood flowed out of the acupoints of his body that shone brightly, and it was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

The moment the divine power burst out, with the Evil Eye Tower of Babel as the center, in an instant, all the fleeing creatures within a radius of a thousand miles were shattered into a ball of blood mist.

A ray of green light turned into a breeze, supporting Lu Mingyuan's body.

"Pfft."

Lu Mingyuan stopped at the top of a mountain, spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body went limp, and he half-knelt on the ground.

It's not that the nineteenth move is not strong enough, but after the first strike, the rest of the sword force is not enough to withstand the next strike. The gap between Lu Mingyuan's cultivation and that of the Demon Emperor of the old era is too great, so naturally he failed to block the Evil Eye Tower of Babel.

Emperor Changming held up the magic tower, and another beam of magic light flowed and shot towards him.

"One Qi transforms three pure things."

Patriarch Yuqing stood in the northeast position above Lu Mingyuan and raised his hands. Then, three huge divine figures tens of thousands of feet tall condensed behind him.

It is like three gods being born, extremely majestic and full of sacred charm.

This is the most powerful magical power of Taoism. It is as if three of him appeared, and the strength of each divine shadow is as strong as his original body.

The three divine figures each formed a hand seal and attacked Emperor Changming.

Blocked the attack for Lu Mingyuan.

Bai Ze rode the wind, as if carried by the breeze, and soon came to Lu Mingyuan's side.

It was obvious that the green light just now was caused by him.

"This night-shining pearl seems to be of great use?"

Bai Ze stared at the blood-green night-shining pearl in Lu Mingyuan's palm and asked with a smile.

"This item originally belonged to the Changming Emperor and does not belong to this era, so it can restrain the power of the evil god."

Lu Mingyuan explained.

"I see. If that's the case, then it's simple."

Bai Ze nodded, then looked at Lu Mingyuan and said with a smile:

"Have you thought about my proposal?"

"I've made up my mind. I plan to destroy the ascension platform." Lu Mingyuan said with a firm look.

Since the appearance of the ascension platform will allow the gods to return to the world, why not just destroy the last ascension platform?

Bai Ze looked a little surprised and laughed:
"How many people get the Ascension Platform, hoping to become an immortal one day, and ascend to heaven, all for their own benefit. If you really have such courage, it is indeed rare. It can be regarded as choosing an impossible path among many paths."

Lu Mingyuan said calmly: "This world doesn't need any gods at all. Everything can be done by human beings themselves."

"The Ascension Platform is a divine artifact, and it is not easy to destroy it. Although you have broken through to the level of Martial Saint, you still cannot destroy it." Bai Ze said with a smile.

"That is a matter for later. The most urgent task now is to completely wipe out this evil god." While speaking, Lu Mingyuan took out a magic weapon.

A bronze tripod.

The moment Bai Ze saw this thing, his expression was a little surprised, with a hint of complexity.

It seems that I have seen this thing in the long river of time.

Lu Mingyuan stroked the body of the cauldron with his palm and could feel the powerful power fluctuations emanating from it. It was indeed a divine artifact of destiny, the Human Emperor Cauldron.

He cut a bloody mark on his wrist, and the holy blood in his body continuously flowed into the Human Emperor Cauldron.

The Human Emperor Tripod was the first divinely appointed dynasty of the human race in the Middle Ages. When the Changming Immortal Dynasty was established, it was a magic weapon bestowed by heaven and was a national treasure.

It is used to worship the spirits of ancestors and the heaven and earth, and it carries the destiny of the empire.

The appearance is green and covered with a layer of copper rust, but the ancient inscriptions on it are still clearly recorded.

At the same time, Lu Mingyuan pressed his palms on the cauldron, mobilizing the little remaining holy energy in his body that had been drained by the Nineteenth Form, and continuously injected it into the cauldron, saying loudly to the sky: "The laws of nature are constant, but human life is not. Today, Lu Mingyuan of the Great Yan Dynasty borrows the power of the sages of the human race to suppress the three-foot god above his head!"

"Wow—"

On the Human Emperor Cauldron, golden ancient characters flickered, and the golden light spread to the top of Feisheng Mountain, so bright that Emperor Changming could not open his eyes.

The Human Emperor Cauldron flew off the ground and hovered in the air a hundred feet high.

The next moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the battlefield began to boil.

Wisps of blood rushed up from the ground into the air, transforming into a crimson blood cloud that enveloped the Human Emperor Cauldron.

Between heaven and earth, mournful music rang out, as if billions of dead souls were crying.

It was as if the human ancestors who had died here really responded and sacrificed their power to the Human Emperor Cauldron.

"Look! What is that!"

"Why does the tripod in Lu Mingyuan's hand make me feel familiar?"

“Could this might be the Human Emperor Cauldron that has been lost for a long time in the Middle Ages?”

On the ground, all the human cultivators showed expressions of great joy. Some of the older cultivators shot out beams of spiritual energy, which were injected into the huge Human Emperor Cauldron in the void.

Seeing this, many monks followed suit.

Inject the strength in your body into the cauldron.

Emperor Changming was fighting with Patriarch Yuqing. Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly got out of the magic tower, mobilized the devil energy in his body, and rushed in frantically.

A mighty supreme force burst out again.

The shadow of the devil's image is hovering in the air, ferocious and overbearing!
The five fingers are long, the bone spurs are ferocious, and the aura is rushing straight into the sky and earth.

The Evil Eye Tower of Babel, as huge as a mountain, spun rapidly and bombarded the Human Emperor Cauldron.

At the same time, the Human Emperor Cauldron also shook violently, and pressed downward, releasing a five-colored divine light of merit. The power of merit that was unique to the Heavenly Dao collided with the Evil Eye Tower of Babel, and actually suppressed the power of the Demon God, knocking the Evil Eye Tower of Babel back.

Emperor Changming looked at the Evil Eye Tower flying back with an expression of disbelief. He stood stiffly in place, unable to move his body.

The Human Emperor Cauldron and the Evil Eye Tower of Babel bombarded Emperor Changming at the same time, knocking him directly into the ground.

Dense cracks appeared on the ground, and a large area of ​​the mountains and ancient city ruins collapsed.

At this moment, the whole world became extremely quiet, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the sky and earth that were shattered by the Human Emperor Cauldron and the Evil Eye Tower of Babel.

Lu Mingyuan gritted his teeth and persevered, suppressing his injuries and weakness and making himself stand straight.

At this time, the Blood-Green Night Pearl was thrown out.

It slammed into the ground, directly hitting the chest of Emperor Changming.

"You can't do this."

"I can grant you power comparable to that of a god. How about we make a deal?"

"What's the point of killing me? Everything is just a matter of whether it comes sooner or later."

The remaining demonic energy and demonic sounds in his ears continued to linger in Lu Mingyuan's heart.

But he was not affected by it after all.

Inject the Green Blood Night-Shining Pearl into the body of Emperor Changming.

"Boom!"

The moment the bead was slapped into his chest, a terrible gust of air blew Lu Mingyuan away.

"what!"

A miserable scream emanated from Emperor Changming’s mouth, and his black pupils began to change color.

The evil energy disperses and gathers again over and over again, which is very unstable.

The aura of Emperor Chang Ming suddenly weakened, and he no longer had the previous majesty.

Bai Ze and Yuqing Patriarch gathered in the sky, gazing at the Changming Emperor below.

In a blink of an eye.

A demonic energy rose into the sky and overflowed from the eyes, mouth, nose and ears of Emperor Changming, transforming into a giant shadow that was neither human nor ghost.

This huge shadow should be a man.

"Kun, town."

Patriarch Yuqing said nothing, made a seal with his left hand, and released a stream of yin and yang energy, drawing a prison on the ground and trapping the giant shadow in a piece of heaven and earth.

The unmanned Evil Eye Tower of Babel fell from the sky. During the fall, thousands of evil eyes blinked, and when they saw that their master was trapped, they did not linger at all and quickly turned into a black shadow and disappeared quickly into the sky.

Lu Mingyuan helped up the body of Emperor Changming, took out a healing pill, and wanted to put it into his mouth, but was stopped by a big hand.

It turned out to be Emperor Changming who had regained consciousness, but his pupils had dimmed and he was running out of time.

"My luck is totally useless."

"As expected, one still needs the blood of the Heavenly Emperor to truly control the Human Emperor Cauldron. My current body is still not as good as it was back then."

Even though he was about to die, Emperor Changming did not show much fear and there was a faint smile on his face.

In response to this, Lu Mingyuan remained silent.

"I wanted to sort out everything that happened over the past ten thousand years myself, but I didn't expect that in the end, that person would be you."

After Emperor Changming finished speaking, his eyes slowly closed and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Protect the human race."

After Emperor Changming lost all his breath.

Lu Mingyuan felt a sense of guilt and sighed deeply.

His heart is actually a bit complicated.

At the beginning, Emperor Changming actually didn't take him seriously at all.

He even wanted to use him as a vessel for resurrection, but it was difficult to do so. Then he broke into the bronze coffin hall, and the other party attacked him even more fiercely.

Looking back now, one of the reasons why he wanted to replace himself was undoubtedly that he wanted to turn the tide himself.

This human leader from ten thousand years ago.

Although he has enough courage and strength, he is not a person of this era after all. He can only end with the times and fall into the earth.

Yun Qinghe came to his side at some point and said slowly, "His Changming Emperor Order is a symbol of immortality. As long as the wind between heaven and earth is still flowing, perhaps, after 100,000 years, he can be resurrected."

"Take his body back and bury him with the rites of an emperor."

Lu Mingyuan stood up and looked at the imprisoned shadow of the Demon Emperor in the sky. He stared at Master Yuqing and Bai Ze and said, "Two seniors, I want to know the truth."

"Regarding the gods of the old heaven, the sub-sage, the Buddha, and the Grandmaster Taiqing, where did they go?"

(End of this chapter)