Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 256: Immortals Arrive on Earth
Of course Zheng Zha cannot be Pangu.

After all, this name is so big that ordinary people dare not believe it even if they want to.

Moreover, in this era, the story of "Buddha is originally Taoism" had not yet been written, and the legend of the ancient times was not popular. The legend of Pangu creating the world was just one of many legends.

There are stories of Nuwa creating the world, Yuanshi creating the world, Daode creating the world, Taiyi God creating the world, and many other strange stories of creation. Pangu is not the most famous among them.

Some ordinary people may not have heard of Pangu's name.

Considering that the most widely circulated mythological model nowadays is still Journey to the West.

Therefore, Zheng Zha transformed himself into the giant spirit god, a general of heaven, who was formed from a wisp of Pangu's essence.

Yes, the one without a specific name, the vanguard of the commander of the central army, Tota-Bearing Heavenly King.

He was a giant spirit with a huge body, strong body, a head like a basket, eyes like copper bells, hair standing on end, a waist as wide as ten times the width of his waist, a fierce look, and a Xuanhua axe as his weapon. He was ordered to lead the battle, and then was killed by a monkey.

"It's not fair!" Zheng Zha shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Why is it that one of you is the True Lord Erlang Xiansheng, the other is the Supreme Lord of Thunder, and I am just a giant spirit who looks stupid?!"

"You have strengthened your vampire clan, and are surrounded by blood. Once the two wings behind you grow out, who among the common people will still believe that you are an Eastern god?" Chu Xuan couldn't help but sneer.

"Or you could just say you are a bat spirit. Aren't all the Bodhisattva's mounts in Journey to the West big monsters? You can just be the bat spirit mount of Thor reluctantly." Zhuang Boshi continued to complain.

Zheng Zha finally calmed down when he heard that he was going to be a mount, but he was still grumbling in dissatisfaction.

Chu Xuan's method was very simple. Since Qi Tiezui had already determined that he and others were gods who had descended to the earth, he might as well confirm his identity as messengers from heaven.

The first step is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

In the short term, treat the domestic invading forces as the chicken and kill them first.

The second step is the return of the immortal.

They powerfully descended upon all the major Taoist and Buddhist sects, paid homage to the mountains, and made strong declarations.

Your ancestor is back!
The third step is to restart the immortal gate.

He openly announced the restart of the Ascension Conference and the opening of the gate to the Nine Heavens.

Those who are destined to meet each other will get the opportunity.

The fourth step is fishing enforcement (not), catching them all in one net.

It would take too long to find out the covetous ones one by one, so it would be better to catch them all in one fair and open way.

After all, with the current strength of the Zhongzhou team, they have killed a real god.

In this mortal world, nothing can threaten their existence.

So, let’s be simple and direct and tell everyone that we are immortals.

Kill the foreign invaders first, then open the Nine Heavens and restart the Immortal Court.

Now that it was decided, everyone immediately set out in several groups.

When Zheng Zha arrived in Beiping City, it was already very late.

It wasn't that he was slow, but that he discovered too many atrocities committed by the Japanese invaders in North China as he headed north.

This made it impossible for him to just leave like that.

So, he flew and killed all the way.

He died once in the biochemical game, but was resurrected by his teammates in the gods and ghosts, and his inner demons completely dissipated.

It also allowed him to officially enter the fourth level and awaken the light of the mind to the latent dragon transformation.

His entire body was covered in black scales, and behind him were ten-meter-long dragon wings, and he was wearing a burning flame armor.

Zheng Zha transformed into a violent black dragon, destroying one stronghold after another and saving one city after another.

Suzhou, Qingdao, Jinan, Tianjin.
Except for some small strongholds, all large-scale bandits in North China were killed by Zheng Zha.

Finally, he appeared over Peking.

What greeted him was a dense crowd of people who were still blocking the city gate late at night.

At least tens of thousands of people knelt down when they saw the figure in the sky wrapped in flames and black scales.

"The Emperor Zhenwu is here! The Emperor Zhenwu is here to save us!"

"Thank you, Emperor Zhenwu! The devils are terrified! They've already evacuated the city!"

Zheng Zha was stunned. Is our capital city so well-informed?

In that era, there were no mobile phones, and messages were transmitted through landlines and telegraphs. How could it spread throughout the city so quickly?
——And, man, are you old Beijingers so sociable?

——Didn’t Chu Xuan appoint me as the Giant Spirit God? What the hell is this Zhenwu Emperor?

Commander of the North China Front Army, Terauchi, was very nervous.

Since the morning, he has been receiving calls for help from several important cities.

Each of them is a demon dropped from the sky, with the flames of sin burning all over their body. They are indestructible and can withstand even direct bombardment from heavy artillery without any harm.

In a short period of time, all the soldiers in a city were killed.

This kind of madman's ravings made Terauchi completely unable to believe it.

But as one city after another called for help, this demon headed north, his destination clearly being Peking.

By the time they reached Tianjin, the defenders had completely collapsed and committed suicide one after another, shouting slogans of the Emperor Jiheitian Zhenwu.

This time, Terauchi had to believe it.

Because the dozen or so spies and officers he sent to Tianjin had no news after they made their last phone call to him.

What came from the phone was the deafening sound of explosions and the desperate cries of the staff officer.

"Run, run, the dragon has come!"

Thinking of that shrill cry, Terauchi Hisaichi still felt a lingering fear.

"How's the troops?" he asked, forcing himself to be alert.

"Most of the troops have withdrawn from the city and dispersed into eighteen strongholds."

"If it's true as the intelligence reports, then all that's needed is for that Evil True Lord to attack a single stronghold."

"The rest can be evacuated immediately."

The staff also looked nervous, and some of them were sweating on their foreheads.

"That's good." Terauchi forced a smile.

Before he finished speaking, boom!

The flames that shot up into the sky erupted in the suburbs, and even though they were several kilometers away, they were still very eye-catching in the dark night.

As the flames grew, so did the despair.

A staff officer said in a dry voice, "That's Base Number Two."

"By now, the other strongholds should have begun evacuating—"

Before the staff officer could finish his words, flames shot up into the sky one after another.

Three, Four, Ten, Eighteen
No one said another word.

Everyone stood there in a daze, staring at the red pillar of fire reflected outside the city.

For some reason, an idea suddenly popped up in Terauchi's mind.

Those eighteen pillars of fire were like dragon-locking pillars, trapping the dragon in the western Pacific Ocean tightly.

No chance.

The dream of empire was shattered. It must be said that the fighting capacity and will of the soldiers of the Oriental island countries during World War II were still quite firm.

Even if Zheng Zha came like a demon and bestowed death on them.

But many soldiers still began to organize a counterattack, and dense bullets rained down on him.

But this kind of weapon is simply unable to break through the flame armor on Zheng Zha's body.

The dense bullets were burned to ashes by the flames on his body before they hit him.

Zheng Zha didn't care at all and was walking leisurely in the hail of bullets.

The black smoke and flames surrounding him made him look more like an evil demon descending from the underworld.

"Boom!"

Zheng Zha rushed forward directly, and relying only on his physical body, he easily broke through twice the speed of sound.

A flash of fire passed by, and the soldiers who were still able to shoot were directly killed by the impact of the compressed air.

He just rushed all the way, overturning all the tanks, armored vehicles and artillery along the way, and rushed into the command center.

The next second, the entire command center disappeared from the map.

Zheng Zha flew into the sky and looked south.

He must have killed hundreds of thousands of enemy troops in North China, leaving only 20,000 to 30,000 remnants.

As long as the principal gives some help, it shouldn't be easy to take it down.

"Oh God, why are you punishing us like this?"

"Master Zhen, the Chinese are not worthy of your protection at all. The orthodoxy of China is in Japan!"

"God! God!! We are Chinese, I am a good citizen, I have always worshipped you!!!"

"The Imperial Japanese Army will not let go—"

boom!
Accompanied by the sound of violent building collapse.

The noisy and nagging voices suddenly disappeared.

Zhuang Boshi shook his head and looked at the satisfying bright red blood plasma flowing out from under the ruins in front of him.

This is the Jinling Presidential Palace.

The presidential palace of the pseudo-regime.

Zhuang Boshi was suspended in mid-air, the third eye on his forehead emitting a faint divine light that enveloped him, making him look not like an ordinary person.

At the same time, he also changed his clothes.

Wearing a three-mountain flying phoenix hat and a light yellow collar.

The gold boots are lined with dragon socks, and the jade belt is decorated with eight treasures of flowers.

In addition, he was holding a rusty three-pointed double-edged sword made of wrought iron that he had just found from the troupe, and an Egyptian black dog that looked like it was watching the fun.

Eighty percent of Chinese people can recognize which deity this is at a glance.

In addition, Japanese people are familiar with Journey to the West, so they can basically recognize this classic costume at a glance.

So, they became even more desperate.

When the mythical Erlang Shen descended from the sky with Xiaotian Dog, he slashed with his three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The entire military camp was shattered into pieces by the invisible air blades.

The bandits and puppet troops thought they were attacked by some advanced weapons, but no matter how quickly they reacted, they entered combat status in time.

But those steel creations that represent the essence of mankind's industrial revolution and dominate the world, such as tanks, artillery, and airplanes, all seem so ridiculous in front of the gods.

The tank column was instantly split into two and was vulnerable.

The heavy artillery bombardment was like a gentle breeze, leaving no one damaged.

The crisscrossing trenches and bunkers were engulfed in flames and then turned into crystal clear crystals.

Before the fighter planes even had time to drop their bombs, he used a flaming longbow to cut through the sky and blew up dozens of them.

In just a few minutes, he wiped out all the enemy troops in Jinling City and killed them all.

Thousands of frightened soldiers dropped their weapons and fled.

Zhuang Boshi only needed to glance at them with his divine eyes, and the people who were running away all turned pale at the same time, fell to the ground like wheat being cut, and died with blood coming out of all their orifices and twitching in pain.

The remaining people were even more frightened.

This must be a god!

This is absolutely divine!

This is a punishment from the gods!
Senior officials of the pseudo-government huddled in the presidential palace, not even daring to escape, and kept praying to gods and Buddhas in a vain attempt to seek forgiveness.

Unfortunately, I tried to cram at the last minute and found the wrong person.

The official residence that could defend against aerial bombs was cut horizontally like tofu.

The rats hiding in the basement, terrified to death, saw the terrifying god hanging in the air.

"Ahhh, spare me, Zhenjun!"

"Please, Master Zhenjun, I will donate all my wealth to the Erlang Temple!"

"Master, we will build a hundred, ten thousand temples to worship you!"

"Please let us go, aren't you a god? We are all helpless and have no choice but to follow the thieves!"

Everyone went crazy. Some cried and laughed while confessing their sins, while others kowtowed until their heads were broken.

Others used their remaining courage to pull out their pistols and shoot at the True Lord in mid-air.

So, Zhuang Boshi happily sent them to the underworld and tore their souls into pieces.

Zhuang Boshi floated into the air again and took a look at this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties that had suffered so much. His clear voice resounded throughout the city.

"The foreign invaders are brutal and their evil deeds are heinous, but the punishment from heaven has arrived."

"Today I will destroy this bandit to seek justice for the people and to avenge the blood of the deceased."

"Even a vengeance lasting a hundred generations can still be avenged!"

"Foreign invaders should know that the land of China cannot be invaded, and the descendants of Yan and Huang cannot be bullied."

"If you dare to offend China again, I will lead the heavenly soldiers and generals to condemn you to eternal damnation, with no hope of salvation."

"I hope you will remember that evil deeds will be punished, and the power of heaven will never be extinguished."

All the people in Jinling, and even those in nearby villages and towns, heard these words clearly.

After making sure that those ambitious people were scared out of their wits, Zhuang Boshi disappeared in full view of everyone.

This ancient city, which has suffered a lot, is where internal and external spies gather.

Therefore, this scene of the return of the celestial being was also seen by spies, secret agents, and informants from other forces and even other countries.

Regardless of whether they are ecstatic, frightened, worried or confused, everyone will report what happened today to their superiors.

Without exception, they will add a sentence at the end.

——The sky has changed.

ps: 239 cannot be lifted, and I don’t understand the current review mechanism.

(End of this chapter)