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Chapter 391 His God is my enemy! There is no more Wushen Cult in the world!
Jingshan City, a sea of ​​blood and fire.

Wei Yuan's roar echoed over Jingshan City.

"Don't look directly at the witch god!"

The Dafeng soldiers immediately turned their heads away and didn't look at the black shadow that was a hundred feet tall.

Those who didn't have time to turn around and look at the black shadow died on the spot!

Only a few extraordinary people present were able to stare at the afterimage of the Witch God without being affected themselves.

Looking at the ruined Jingshan City and the countless mummified corpses of wizards, the afterimage of the Witch God became furious.

This is the most tragic time since the birth of the Witch God.

"Li Changan, Wei Yuan... two ants..."

The remaining image of the witch god roared angrily, shaking the sky and the earth continuously, and in an instant there were landslides and tsunamis!

At this moment, the whip in Salun Agu's hand suddenly loosened.

By the time he reacted, the Divine Whip had been engulfed by a powerful force in the void, and even the spirit of the weapon was temporarily silenced.

"Bring it to you!"

Li Changan concentrated his mind, activated the secret of the word "bing", and snatched the divine whip in mid-air.

Saren Agu was caught off guard, and the Witch God Cult's most precious treasure, the Divine Whip, flew from his hand into the void.

The next moment, the divine whip appeared in Li Changan's hand.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The divine whip was swung three times in the air, and the green whip marks left several void cracks in the sky.

Saren Agu was horrified, but it was too late to defend himself.

He had just performed a blood sacrifice to summon the witch god, and was at his weakest.

A virtual, translucent Salun Agu was pulled out from behind the great wizard, his face showing fear and trepidation.

Li Changan used the divine whip and successfully drove his soul out of his body with the first whip.

Saren Agu knew something was wrong, and sure enough, the second and third whips followed immediately!

The most precious treasure of the Wushen Cult is the Divine Whip, which ignores distance!

The two whip marks were like lightning falling from the sky, striking directly at Saren Agu's soul. His soul was as brittle as glass and was shattered directly.

At the same time, thousands of sword lights surrounded Saren Agu's body, and thousands of swords conveyed the message!

"Boom!"

Sun Xuanji's floating turret also appeared nearby. The majestic and surging power of heaven and earth shattered the great wizard's body full of holes into pieces again!

At this moment, Saren Agu's body and soul were shattered at the same time and completely dissipated between heaven and earth!
Strands of invisible power of heaven and earth returned to this world.

On this day, the great wizard's body and soul disappeared from heaven and earth for the second time.

The first time was in the vast Da Geng Sword Formation, where the evil-repelling divine thunder and the ocean of sword energy shattered Saren Agu's body and soul.

The second time, it was shattered again by the sect leader's heart sword, energy sword, and the magical weapons of the extraordinary sorcerer.

The great wizard is almost invincible. As long as the world he has refined is indestructible, he just cannot completely perish.

However, if they reunite repeatedly in a short period of time, their strength will be greatly limited.

"No need to be here, just follow your plan."

Salun Agu, who disappeared between heaven and earth, heard the voice of the witch god in his faint consciousness.

"As you command, my God."

The shadow of the witch god exuded a destructive force that enveloped everyone in Jingshan City.

The overwhelming black fog descended upon the world like the god of death.

The soldiers and civilians of Jingshan City who had managed to survive all prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to look directly at the witch god.

Around them, there were wizards who had been sacrificed and turned into mummies!
But at this moment, they can feel the power of God!
"Witch God bless us!"

"Witch God! All the wizards are dead!"

"Please ask the witch god to kill these damn heretics!"

"Witch God, please save us!"

"Please God protect you!"

……

The shattered city, the skeletons of wizards scattered all over the ground, and the shouts that were overwhelming!

Make the witch god furious!
Under the gaze of the Witch God, Pei Mo's power surged in, the heaven and earth worked together, and black Witch God power broke through the air!

Li Changan's Baoyueguang King body appeared, cracks had already appeared on it, blood was oozing out, and his skin and flesh were splitting inch by inch.

He immediately activated the secret of the word "zhe", and with the help of the warrior's immortal body, his injuries were healed in an instant.

Luo Yuheng turned into a golden light and flew away into the horizon. Sun Xuanji also immediately stepped on the formation pattern and teleported away, not daring to say a single word.

Wei Yuan, who only had the immortal body of a warrior but not the Taoist Dharma image, had his bones and flesh torn apart and blood gushing out!
If it weren't for the concern for the soldiers and civilians of Jingshan City, the power of the Witch God could instantly annihilate everyone on the ground.

The voice of the witch god was lonely, desolate, and arrogant, as if it came from ancient times, from another space.

"If you don't transcend your rank, you are still mortals, no different from ants."

Wei Yuan's seven orifices were bleeding, and his face was distorted, but he still sneered, "Hahaha! God! What a god!"

Forty years ago, the three northeastern states of Dafeng.

The witch god sent down an oracle to destroy Dafeng and seize its fortune!

The three northeastern kingdoms mobilized 200,000 troops, captured the three states of Xiang, Jing and Yu, and massacred the people every three days, leaving no old, weak, women or children alive.

There was no one living within a hundred miles, and dead bones were buried in the mountains and wilderness. In the following ten years, the imperial court deployed 100,000 troops in the three states.

However, the people would rather become refugees than return to their homeland because they were truly frightened by the Wushen Cult.

Afterwards, the imperial court made another yellow book and found that in Xiangzhou, Jingzhou and Yuzhou, nine out of ten houses were empty!

Millions of people died in that war!
Wei Yuan, his ancestral home is in Yuzhou.

From the Wei family, only one young man survived.

The past came to his mind, and now he is no longer the young man in blue.

At this time, Wei Yuan's divine power suddenly increased, suppressing the recovery of his immortal body.

The eyes of the God of War of Dafeng were filled with blood and tears, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was almost shattered, and he looked like a bloody man.

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out like a spring, tears of blood flew in the air, and every word he spoke was heartbreaking!
"Looking back over the past forty years, the hatred for the country and the hatred for the family still exist today!

His god is my enemy!
Now, I want to know!
God, can you trap an ant like me? "

In the bloody hands, a page was held high. On the paper was recorded a very common spell, a spell that wizards were familiar with!

The core ability of Zhuji - summoning heroic souls.

Wei Yuan wants to use his mortal body to summon the Confucian super-god, the Confucian saint to the world!

"A mortal body may be able to fight against gods!" Wei Yuan at this moment was extremely heroic!
But at this moment, the magnificent golden and jade pen suddenly jumped out from the air, and with a "swish" sound, it tore the pages of the book into pieces.

"Oh my, young man, you are just showing off in front of others, why do you have to risk your life?"

Wei Yuan was suddenly stunned. The spirit of this pen sounded a bit mean.

Wei Yuan suddenly laughed, "This time, I have shown my prowess in public and sealed the witch god. This is enough to make my name go down in history."

"No need, no need." The Human Emperor Pen flew into Li Changan's hands with a smile.

Li Changan held the Emperor's Pen in his hand and wrote a big word in the void!

"Summon!"

Afterwards, the aura around him surged, and powerful and surging purple energy emanated from the Human Emperor Pen!

The purple mist, like smoke and haze, enveloped Li Changan layer by layer.

Wei Yuan's legs went limp and he knelt straight down in the air.

"It's this trick again..."

The Emperor-level Record of Domination can condense the destiny of the world, and the purple qi is the destiny condensed by Li Changan. "The destiny of Yan Country... Li Changan, you deserve to die." The witch god's cold voice, anger rising.

Li Changan actually used the Human Emperor Pen and the Emperor Level Record of Domination to forcibly refine the destiny of the Yan Kingdom.

Wei Yuan's power comes from his physical body, so he can only bear the backlash of summoning super-items with his physical body.

Therefore, if Wei Yuan summoned the Confucian sage, his flesh and blood would disintegrate and he would surely die.

However, Li Changan has Confucian cultivation, and can use the purple energy refined by the Human Emperor Pen to resist the backlash of summoning the Confucian Sage.

In Jingshan City, the soldiers of Dafeng all knelt on the ground, unable to raise their heads due to the pressure from the Emperor's Record of Domination and the Emperor's Pen.

"The Great Fengtian King Li Changan!"

"Respectfully invite the Confucian Saint!"

In the blue sky, the clouds suddenly collapsed, and the dark power of the witch god disappeared, leaving only the blue sky.

Between the mountains and the sea, a shadow as tall as a hundred feet emerged. He was wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, his face was blurred, and his long beard was fluttering.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the blazing sun in the sky seems to have dimmed a bit.

This phantom has the blue sky above its head and the vast ocean under its feet.

As soon as this phantom appeared, a clear air lingered within a hundred miles of Jingshan Mountain, and the sound of reading aloud could be heard in the void.

The pure air accumulated in the Confucian academy for a thousand years is like the light of a firefly compared with it.

Confucian sage!

The founder of the Confucian system, a great man who transcends his class.

It has been more than 1,200 years since the death of the Confucian sage. For the first time, someone has summoned the heroic spirit of the Confucian sage.

At this moment, the statue of the witch god trembled violently, and the entire altar and the entire valley were shaking like an earthquake.

Since the birth of human civilization, the changes in rituals and systems have been complicated and chaotic.

But if we extend the long river of "history" and look at it from a macro perspective, the changes in human civilization can actually be simply classified into two stages: pre-Confucianism and post-Confucianism.

Before the birth of Confucianism, the system was changeable and unstable and was in a relatively chaotic stage.

After the birth of Confucianism, human civilization had a foundation and a fundamental principle that remains unchanged despite all changes.

In the tens of thousands of years after the end of the Age of Gods and Demons, when it comes to luck, neither the ancient human emperors nor the thousands of emperors of later generations can compare to the Confucian sages.

As the founder of human civilization, Confucian sages seemed to be born out of necessity.

Wei Yuan's eyes were replaced by a clear light, highlighting a god-like indifference, and his suppressed immortal body began to recover again.

The scholar's cap and the carving knife emitted a clear light, repairing his body over and over again. Gradually, the bones and flesh stuck together, and his internal organs took shape. The bloody walking corpse gradually took on the appearance of a human.

He looked up at Li Changan who was standing on the void. The King of Dafeng not only shoulders the power that transcends his rank, but also the most powerful destiny since the birth of the human race.

The purple energy around Li Changan has condensed into liquid and is completely boiling. The boiling liquid is resisting the powerful backlash from the rules of heaven and earth!
The statue of the witch god began to tremble violently.

The entire altar and the entire valley were shaking as if there was an earthquake.

Li Changan stomped his foot lightly, and the shadow hundreds of feet tall stomped his feet at the same time, causing a tsunami hundreds of feet high to suddenly rise in the ocean.

Jingshan completely collapsed, landslides, tsunamis
The power of the Confucian sage's kick flattened the mountains and rivers and turned the earth into a swamp.

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Only by summoning the Confucian sage can the seal on the witch god be strengthened.

"Confucian... Saint! Deserve to... Die!"

From the darkness, a vague and majestic voice came, like anger, hatred, and a sigh.

Along with this sound, there was a loud thunder in the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and a terrible storm was coming.

The black shadow was high above, looking down coldly, like a god looking down on all living things, looking down on the ants.

The shadow raised his hand and pressed down lightly with his fingers.

The purple energy around Li Changan suddenly began to evaporate and disappear in large quantities!
It is certainly terrifying when gods are angry, but what qualifications do mortals have to experience the wrath of gods? To gods, they can be killed with just one finger.

But at this moment, the shadow of the Confucian saint stretched out his hand.

He blocked the witch god's finger!
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In Kyushu today, few people know why the Confucian sage sealed the witch god.

Few people know why Emperor Gaozu went back on his word.

Few people know that in ancient times, the witch god once invaded the Central Plains and destroyed the destiny of the human race.

Wei Yuan in the original novel was obsessed with sealing the witch god because he didn't want the backbone of civilization to collapse and he didn't want the people of the Central Plains to be slaves for generations.

The Confucian sage's other big hand slapped down on the black afterimage, and the witch god, who was originally extremely arrogant, was unable to resist.

The black shadow condensed by the witch god collapsed inch by inch and dissipated into a terrifying wave that swept across the heaven and earth.

After defeating the Witch God, the figure of the Confucian Sage walked towards the tall sculpture of the Witch God. Once this figure entered the sculpture, the Witch God would be sealed again.

"Li Changan..."

"When the great catastrophe comes...I will kill you!"

A faint sound was heard in the void, but it was no longer loud.

The shadow of the Confucian saint behind him stepped into the sculpture of the witch god, and the cracks repaired themselves.

The witch god was sealed again.

Jingshan City was filled with blood and fire, and it was in ruins with blazing ruins everywhere.

The followers of the Witch God watched in despair as the shadow of the Witch God disappeared. They burst into tears and cries rose one after another.

The afterimage of the witch god was shattered by the Confucian scholars recruited by the people of Dafeng!

Their gods are about to be sealed once again.

All the wizards of the Divine Religion are dead, even the great wizard who lived for thousands of years has disappeared into the world.

No one is protecting them, and now they are facing a dead end!

"God! Our God!"

"Don't go! Please don't abandon us!"

"The gods are gone, what should we do..."

……

The pure air between heaven and earth surged, the shadow of the Confucian sage disappeared, and the statue of the witch god remained intact, without a trace of power leaking out.

"It's a pity that we can only seal it but cannot overturn the statue of the witch god." Li Changan sighed.

"The Confucian super-class can only seal the witch god. I don't know if other super-class can kill it." Wei Yuan replied.

"Yes, I definitely can." The Emperor Pen said disdainfully.

Li Changan turned around and stood in front of the sculpture of the witch god with Wei Yuan.

The Dafeng soldiers stood up one by one, and their boosted morale completely caused the ruins of Jingshan City to boil!

"His Majesty the Heavenly King has sealed the Witch God!"

"A mortal body seals a god!"

"Long live the king!"

……

Li Changan looked down at the ruins of the city, among which were warriors from two countries who were fighting against each other.

His voice spread like the sound of a great bell.

"All troops obey orders!"

"No one will be left alive in Jingshan City! Not a single tile will remain!"

The roar of response, like the roar of a tsunami, spread far away and resounded throughout the mountains and forests of the northeast.

The one-sided massacre has begun!

The enemy's capital, an important seat of the Vatican.

It must not be allowed to revive!
(End of this chapter)