The first cause of all realms

Chapter 946 Man and God do not intersect, and all things follow their own way!
Rumble!
The sound wave was like thunder, and as it reverberated, Yang Jue felt that the body transformed by this drop of ever-changing blood was trembling, as if it was about to disintegrate.

His pupils contracted violently, and terrifying clouds quickly gathered under the void, and an incomparably terrifying aura descended on a place higher than these two sacred mountains in an instant.

"what!"

Yang Ju didn't even figure out what the man's divine text meant when he heard him scream.

Then, accompanied by the huge roar of pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, the owner of the huge face in front of him fell to his knees.

The sacred mountain roared.

"The bastard who intersects humans and gods..."

As the wind whistled, Yang Jue managed to stand still, and he also analyzed the meaning of what the man of God said, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

The giant in front of him seems to be out of his mind. The legendary Judicial God of War has a good personal relationship, but according to legend, his blood comes from the most noble bloodline in the universe...

"God Si Lei spared the little god..."

The giant wailed, and as the terrifying breath spread, his huge body shrank into a ball, and divine blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

"The God of War, Si Lei? One of the legendary Nine Extreme Gods of War alongside the Judicial God of War, the Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder and Universalizing Tianzun..."

Yang Ju looked far away, and only faintly saw the terrifying eyes that seemed to exist and seemed to disappear amidst the endless thunder clouds.

In the next moment, the thundercloud dissipated, and the power of the gods disappeared, and the trembling giant struggled to get up, sweating profusely.

Yang Ju looked around, he was in a huge palm at the moment, and its owner, this giant, was the god-man sitting cross-legged on the left side of the cliff.

Dressed in white, he was as sinister as a ghost, with scarlet eyes, two long eyebrows floating over the top of his head like tentacles, and his articulate teeth were even more exposed.

"Hundred feet tall, with a face like a ghost, this is..."

Yang Jue took a closer look and matched the person in front of him with the legend of the Judicial God of War obtained from the ancient supernatural powers and ancient books, and unexpectedly recognized who this white-clothed god was.

"The Kua'e Clan God!"

Before ancient times, all spirits lived together, and among them was an ancient race named Kua'e.

In the ancient mythology, exaggeration is big, and moths are ants.

This tribe is said to be able to move a thousand times heavier than itself, and is born with a height of ten feet, and the older it is, the stronger its physique, the taller it is, and there are many people who can lift mountains , which is also known as the Hercules.

Once belonged to the "war department" of the heavenly court, among which the strong are like clouds.

Afterwards, under the control of the Judicial God of War, they all died in the tragic battle before the collapse of the heavenly court.

Call ~
The huge face looked down again, and before he could open his mouth, Yang Jue asked lightly:
"The world is vast, how can it be measured?"

"you……"

The Kua'e giant was still in a cold sweat. Although he was furious in his heart, his voice was no longer so calm:
"Li Er, this is the question you should answer!"

"Oh?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly. There is actually a lot of information contained in this sentence, which further confirms some of the information he collected.

For example, the reason why Judicial God of War can be ranked first among the Nine Extreme Gods of War is not because of his cultivation and supernatural powers overpowering the other Eight Gods of War, but because of his origin...

Now it seems that this rumor is not groundless.

"Who wants me to answer?"

"of course……"

The giant of Kua'e almost blurted out, but a voice from afar interrupted him:
"Kuahu, are you impatient?"

"Uh……"

The giant named Kuahu suddenly broke out in cold sweat, his eyes became startled and angry:
"How dare you harm me?!"

His voice was loud, and his aura was quite domineering, but since Yang Jue had seen his strong exterior, he naturally didn't bother to respond, but looked at another mountain.

The two sacred mountains are juxtaposed, and here, Yang Qiu finally saw the other god-man, surrounded by a faint golden light, it was a young Taoist priest.

Wearing a Taoist robe, with nothing around him, he seemed to sense the gaze on the other side, and slightly cupped his hands and said:
"The impoverished Taoist Xu Shengyang, who is now a member of the Heavenly Court's Demon Subduing Department, a real demon subduing demon, has met Li Daoyou. This time I brought up the mantra, and I didn't mean to be an enemy. In fact, I had to do it..."

Xu Shengyang? !

Yang Jue's mind was shocked. He had many guesses about the identity of the person on the opposite cliff, but no matter how he guessed, he didn't expect it.

This is actually Xu Shengyang? !

"Li Daoyou?"

Across the mountain, Xu Shengyang also seemed to have noticed something strange:
"Fellow Daoist, do you recognize Poverty Dao?"

"Slightly heard..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered:

"I heard that the real person came from the Taiyi sect?"

The reason why the legends and records handed down from ancient times are true or false is because the master of rank is not unchanged from ancient times.

Just like Kuixing of the Supreme Dao, there have been many since all the kalpas.

This is the case for Kuixing, and the same for other ranks.

Xu Shengyang used to be a real person subduing demons, but I don't know how many real people subduing monsters have existed in ancient times...

"Fellow Daoist also knows this?"

Xu Shengyang was a little surprised:
"It's only been 30 years since the poor Taoist sect was founded..."

"Niubi, you talk too much nonsense!"

The two chatted two mountains apart, causing Kuahu to be furious. The giant's voice was so loud that it was beyond imagination:
"Li Er, this god asks you, how to measure the vastness of the world, how do you answer?"

This, still need to answer?
Yang Ju glanced at these two sacred mountains that wanted to surpass the sky, or in other words, they were the two mantras of its body.

'law'

The reason why he was somewhat certain about the legendary rumors about the origin of the judicial god of war was also related to this question and answer.

This answer is almost slapped on the face!
What is the question here?
It is clearly the one in the sky in the legend, who wants to force the judicial god of war to bow his head...

But this is the hardest part.

Because, he was just chosen to walk in an illusion, not the God of Judicial War in ancient times. The one who asked him was not the one above the sky, but the breath left by the God of Judicial War...

In other words, he had already seen the answer, but what he was facing now was a choice.

Do you answer according to the answer, or try another solution...

Yang Yu's thinking, only in the blink of an eye, has already made an answer:
"law!"

"what?"

"Um?!"

The earth-shattering huge change erupted the moment Yu Yang Jue answered.

He could even see the astonishment and astonishment on the face of the giant in front of him and Xu Shengyang on the other side of the mountain, but everything was frozen at this moment.

Rumble!
The indescribably huge roar spread across the two sacred mountains in an instant, and even spread to the entire fairyland with indescribable speed!
On the hill, Hong Fa'er, who was looking up to the sky, opened his angry eyes, as if he wanted to roar...

The ancient supernatural power in Guanjiang City suddenly raised his head, his expression filled with confusion and anger...

Ao Bo was stunned in the turbulent waves, and under the waves, the Water Divider opened his eyes in shock...

In a sea of ​​clouds, the Sanchi Taoist who was sitting quietly in front of a shrine suddenly opened his eyes, his sword glowing...

Almost at the same time, all the outsiders who entered this fairyland illusion all noticed the drastic changes in this illusion.

No matter if they were stunned or unwilling, no matter if it was Taoist Sanchi or Hong Fa'er, everyone saw that incomparably dazzling divine light.

And, surrounded by divine light, wearing a blood-stained battle armor and walking through the air, there is no pair of gods!

"Judicial God of War!"

The entire fairyland illusion is fixed, no matter it is the mountains and rivers inside it, or many outsiders.

Only Yang Ju, who was sitting cross-legged on the hill, suddenly fell up, and the ever-changing blood dripped like raindrops on his forehead and sky eyes.

His perspective was blood red.

He, feeling a terrifying breath, was recovering.

He couldn't even describe the momentum.

I just feel that under this breath, no matter whether it is in the sky or the earth, the heavens in the universe, the Hengsha dimension, or any divine channeling technique,
It doesn't matter whether you are a human, a demon, a god, a fairy, a ghost, or a Buddha...a cruel will that can be cut off!

'Is this the majesty of the legendary master of supernatural powers, the head of the Nine Extreme Gods of War, the No. '

An indescribable tremor rose in the hearts of all the outsiders, and they were terrified, because at this moment, even their ability to exit this mysterious art realm was frozen!

"This, this... He actually..."

On the hill, Hong Fa'er's eye sockets were cracked, and blood flowed out.

It has been 9000 years since the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave got their hands on this Fangxuangong Realm. During the long years, in this Fangxuangong realm, they have acquired ancient secrets, various incomplete inheritances, and even Dao Fruit, Samadhi True Fire...

But all of this, compared to this breath, is too insignificant...

But, he couldn't move at the moment, how could this not make him mad with anger? !

call!
Huhuhu~
The sky and the earth were clearly solidified at this moment, but Yang Ju could still feel the breeze blowing on the hill.

And, the sound of footsteps coming from nowhere.

'I'm coming……'

Hong Fa'er's heart was beating like a drum, and he kept roaring in his heart, his eyes widened, trying to see who was coming, but he only saw a dragon's boot with a black background...

Step on your face!

Hong Fa'er's thoughts froze at this moment...

'This breath...'

Yang Yu's heart was also unable to calm down.

He couldn't move, but he felt very clearly that someone was standing behind him, and his shadow covered him.

It was as if a peerless sharp edge was pressing against his whole body, as if he could cut himself into smaller pieces in an instant.

"You are not afraid of death?"

People who come to ask questions are not divine words, but Taoist words, calmly.

Yang Jue realized that he could speak, but he couldn't turn his head back. The invisible oppression made him extremely depressed:

"Afraid, not afraid."

"Why?"

The visitor asked again.

"If you want to kill me, there is no need to have such a battle."

Yang Jue took a deep breath to calm his beating heart.

The huge gap in life level made him feel uncontrollable terror, which could not be changed by his will.

At least, he, who has not completely completed the unity of soul and body, can't do it yet.

"Could it be that there are no legends in future generations?"

"Not many, but also."

Yang Yu answered truthfully.

"That……"

After a moment of silence, someone asked:
"The world is vast, how can it be measured?"

Yang Ju didn't hesitate, and still answered truthfully:
"law!"

quiet!
On the hill, it became very quiet, and Hong Fa'er, who was not far away, felt a chill in his heart, and the true fire of samadhi, which had been ignited with great difficulty, was almost extinguished.

"Your courage is very big!"

Unexpectedly, the visitor did not get angry, but only asked:

"why?"

"Because this is the trace left by the God of Justice."

Yang prison replied.

In the past three months, he was not only weaving straw ropes, but also thinking about this level.

He doesn't know much about the past deeds and legends of the Judicial God of War, and he has no way of knowing how he responded back then.

But he is very clear that no matter how he answered back then, he is still the "Judicial God of War" in the end,
judicial!

"Not you!"

Yang Jue spoke the last sentence very slowly, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

Under that bone-piercing sharp edge, he felt that he might be cut into a pulp at any time, this was not only aimed at the flesh body, but also at the will...

What's more, if it wasn't for the unity of his soul and body, he could disperse the stinging pain brought by the peerless sharpness to all the acupuncture points, and he might not even be able to say a word at this moment...

"judicial……"

The visitor fell into a long silence, and after a long time, he sighed and said:

"How did you see it?"

"Just guessing."

Yang Yu's heart was slightly settled:

"Before ancient times, the Judicial God of War fell in the face of Jiemo. If there is still a breath left, he will not fall aside!"

At the end of ancient times, the gods competed for the crossing.

What a tragic fight that was, Yang prison had no way of predicting, but in such terrible years, the fall of such an existence as the God of Justice must be an earth-shattering event.

For a person like him, as long as there is a trace of breath remaining, it will be taken back by the heavens, and it will be rescued with all its strength, instead of living in such a remote place as Longquan Realm...

What made him more certain was that at the moment when the aura recovered, Tongyou glimpsed a saber aura...

Nothing is not cut, nothing is not killed...

"Your courage is indeed very big, very big..."

The visitor sighed, and looked at Yang Ju with strange eyes, even if there was only a ray of breath, it was not something such a small god could bear.

"I still remember that the last time I saw such a bold person was that monkey..."

Yang Jue's heart shook, and he felt an extremely cold palm land on his shoulder, to be precise, it was in an acupoint!

And inside the cave, surrounded by strands of breath, a stone monkey with seven apertures curled up like a dead thing.

After the psychic stone monkey received the blow of Jiutian Shatong, there was no reaction at all...

In the past few years, Yang Yu tried to wake up the monkey more than once, but all ended in failure.

But at this moment, upon noticing that cold gaze, the body of the stone monkey, which seemed to be alive and dead, trembled, as if it was about to open its eyes!

"Thousands of years of blue sky stone, melting gold to refine the body... Dao fruit becomes a spirit... If you want to carry the monkey, you can't, I'm afraid it's not enough..."

In the eyes of the visitor, it seemed that all the mysteries in that acupoint were reflected:
"A coincidence? Or... no, with that monkey's temper, wouldn't it... be him? No..."

The moment the bone-piercing cold touched his body, Yang Jue felt that his eyes were scorching hot, and under the darkness, the bright red words flashed away, bloody and terrifying:
[Three-pointed two-edged knife...]

　Good night... The impact failed, the [-]-word failure... It's hard, Kawen's can't do it
　
(End of this chapter)