Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

Chapter 213: The Conflicted Kunpeng

The Heavenly Court is indeed a huge force.

Join now and you will reap many benefits.

Zhen Yuanzi had a ginseng fruit tree, and he also got the first oak tree from the Celtic world.

I thought of using these two opportunities, plus the druid's way, to create a method.

In this way, one can become a saint, or achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

I don't want to waste my time on other people.

"pity."

"But between the two of us brothers, only one of us needs to join."

"If anyone dares to cause trouble to you, I will immediately call for help from Heaven to save you."

Hong Yun said this half-jokingly and half-seriously, as if he had already joined the Heavenly Court.

Able to command thousands of troops and mobilize the stars in the sky.

"In that case, I will take advantage of you."

Zhen Yuanzi said casually.

Hongyun nodded heavily.

The two great masters began to drink the fine wine again.

Fuxi and Nuwa are studying the Destroyer together.

Since the destruction of Odin and the gods, the power of the Destroyer still exists.

But it has lost control and will not attack anyone.

This is also the reason why Nuwa was able to easily take out the Jiutian Xirang.

Unable to practice the laws, the brother and sister began to comprehend the power of the Destroyer.

Odin is very powerful.

Stronger than both of them.

The destroyer created by the other party contains many laws.

There are many other refining techniques, and the two of them studied them one by one and gained some results.

"Brother, what do you think if we could create a living being like this destroyer?"

"If you and I grant them divine souls and the power of the heavenly cycle, will we be able to create a powerful race and thus create the world?"

Nuwa felt blessed and suddenly spoke.

A strange light flashed in Fuxi's eyes.

Thinking back to the feasibility of what my sister said.

"Sister, what you said has great potential."

"Why not create a new race in the image of the innate Tao body?"

"At that time, we will surely feel the influence of heaven and earth, and receive the blessing of heaven, and the primitive world will have more vitality."

Fuxi provided his sister with a feasible route.

"However, I think we should just let them be like us now, and not be born with great magical powers."

"Those with great magical powers are high above, and it is difficult for them to peek into the mysteries of the world."

"Only when you refine your mind step by step and develop your potential, you can embark on the path to immortality."

Nuwa conceived it.

She looked around and decided not to choose any magical material.

Just dig some fairy soil under the fairy palace tree.

Wet the fairy soil with nectar and then knead it like this.

Fuxi was also there to help.

The brother and sister started to make "people" like children.

Kunpeng was in the fairy palace, looking at the magnificent and shining heaven in the distance.

Even when the laws of heaven and earth are lost, there are still many laws shining brightly.

If they get closer, the fire law in their bodies will be revived.

The magic power seemed to have found an outlet.

Kunpeng knew that it was the Taoism of the Emperor of Heaven.

"The Heavenly Emperor's method is so powerful!"

Kunpeng muttered to himself.

I remember seeing Odin and the gods in the world of Norse mythology.

Those gods are extremely powerful, and many of them are not inferior to him.

There are many magical weapons that can kill him.

But in front of the Emperor of Heaven, all this means nothing.

There will definitely be more world experiences like this in the future.

He is alone and will never achieve anything great.

"It's a pity that Hongyun and Zhunti took away my fortune."

"Otherwise, as a saint, why would I still worry?"

Kunpeng gritted his teeth, his eyes showing some resentment. Back then, he seized the opportunity and obtained the position of a saint.

Unexpectedly, Hongyun gave up his position to me.

He was knocked off his seat by Yuanshi Tianzun and taken away by Zhunti.

Nowadays, the Three Pure Ones, Cundi, Jie Yin and others all want to become saints.

Kunpeng is still in the late stage of quasi-saint.

It’s really difficult without any top-notch spiritual treasure.

After seeing Di Jun's strength, he became even more jealous.

It’s just that Kunpeng’s Taoism is very profound, and he is able to suppress this thought.

"Emperor Jun intends to invite me to join the Heavenly Court."

"His methods are extraordinary. If he forces me, I won't be able to refuse."

"But he hasn't said anything yet. Is he waiting for me to ask him in person?"

Kunpeng thought of the power of Heaven and Emperor Jun, and felt a little moved.

He thought that if Di Jun invited him sincerely again, he would agree reluctantly.

But after returning, Emperor Jun only drank to invite the gods.

Afterwards, everyone was allowed to stay.

Kunpeng also has to save face, so he can't take the initiative to propose to join the Heavenly Court.

Although I was troubled at this moment, I was also a little angry.

"Since Emperor Jun is unwilling to speak, I must find a way."

"Otherwise, when the saint comes out, my situation will be even more difficult."

Kunpeng is also a man with ideas.

As the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, how can we be willing to fall behind when the world is changing?

One step behind, every step behind.

Now the Emperor of Heaven is generous and willing to give up the authority to conquer other mythological worlds.

But in the future, when the Emperor of Heaven takes back this authority, where will they get these benefits?

Anyway, if Kunpeng asked himself, he would not share these benefits.

At the beginning, the most that could be done was to let all living creatures in the ancient world taste the sweetness.

The next instruction was that the expedition could not continue without joining the Heavenly Court.

And there are also various harsh conditions.

As generous as Di Jun is now, he only needs to pay half of the benefits.

We have such a great power, but we don't know how to use it properly.

Sharing these things with so many powerful people, do you really think they will accept your kindness?

There was a gleam of mockery in Kunpeng's tiny eyes.

It was as if he was trying to convince himself that there was nothing good in heaven.

The Emperor is also a fool.

There was no need for him to be envious, nor was there any need to wonder why the Emperor of Heaven did not invite him to join.

The more he thought about it, the more difficult it became to control the thoughts in his mind.

For a moment, there was a struggle between heaven and man.

That is to say, Kunpeng’s laws and magic power are now completely gone.

If it were any other time, he might even go crazy.

The ancestor of the Styx is tempering the Blood God Son in the Immortal Palace in Heaven.

His way of doing things is different from those of the gods.

The Styx was born with 480 million Blood Sons.

These blood gods were born naturally and are controlled by him.

If he could completely refine it, it would mean that he would have 480 million more incarnations.

If he were in the ancient world, in the sea of ​​blood, there would be few people who could kill him.

The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the river Styx never dies!

Go to the world of Norse mythology, where the River Styx swallowed up more than 100,000 great gods.

Created more than a hundred thousand Blood God Sons.

Although it is a drop in the bucket compared to the total number, it has a huge impact on the improvement of strength.

Minghe only needs to adjust the power of the Blood God and condense the Blood God's Heart.

There is no need to comprehend the laws and waste magical energy.

After concentrating for a while, Minghe felt uneasy and stopped.

"This time I gained a lot. I got a blood god of 100,000 Daluo Immortal Realm."

"And Odin's throne, the sword of victory."

"If I have two more chances like this, I will be able to catch up with the Three Pure Ones."

Styx stroked his chin and talked to himself.

(End of this chapter)