This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

The Changhe that appeared in front of the Hundred-armed Clan seemed to be nothing but reality.

This is not the long river of time and space, nor the long river of karma and fate.

The chief of the Hundred-Armed Clan looked at the long river in front of him suspiciously and vigilantly.

What exactly is this?
A voice sounded in the long river.

Not in one place, but in every part of the long river at the same time.

"Pindao has not named this river yet, it is just a big river at the moment."

"Maybe in the next moment, it will be a mountain, a giant tree, a living being, and a light."

Countless voices sounded at the same time.

These sounds resound in all times, in all spaces, in all causes and effects.

Countless empresses walked out amidst this voice.

They go out from the beginning of time and space, and they return from the end of cause and effect.

They came out of the long river and became one.

After a moment when even a Chaos Godfiend had no time to react.

Taishang once again stood in front of the defense line and in front of all the gods and demons.

His eyes were calm, and his whole body was full of Daoist rhyme, without any ups and downs.

Mythical Daluo, one proof forever, exists in all time and space, all cause and effect, and all destiny at the same time.

The hundred-armed governor just killed the "now" Taishang just now.

But that was the "now" then.

This moment is the "now" of the present.

That strange big river is not any existence, it is the manifestation of the Great Luo Dao Fruit of the Supreme Myth, and it is a conceptual thing.

Taishang can make it appear as a big river, or make it a mountain.

defensive line.

Tong Tian looked at the stunned God Demon, sneered, and said, "Take the mythical Da Luo as the ordinary Da Luo Jinxian? It's really stupid."

The vanguard of the army of gods and demons.

At this moment, the expression on the face of the Hundred-Armed Patriarch's face fluctuated enormously, and even his origin was shaken by it.

This big Luo Jinxian is not dead?

How can this be?

He let out a huge roar like a storm, and said: "How can you be alive? This deity has already wiped out your existence, your physical body, your primordial spirit, your origin, your karma, everything has been wiped out."

Although he didn't look up to the grand master of the Great Luojin Fairyland at all, in order to establish his prestige and to wash away the shame of the Hundred-armed Clan, he used all his strength in that blow just now.

Even if it is a god and demon at the same level of chaos, if it is completely swallowed by the storm, it is absolutely impossible to survive.

Not only is it impossible to live, but it is absolutely impossible to resurrect.

Could this native in front of him be alive?
No matter whether this native didn't die in the first place, or was resurrected by some means, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.

This kind of thing has never happened in Chaos.

Even the craziest gods and demons would not fantasize about such things at their craziest times.

this moment.

He seemed to see the ridicule of all the prehistoric beings on the defense line of the earth and fairy world.

He even felt the scrutiny of all the gods and demons behind him.

In this battle, if they fail to perform meritorious service, the Hundred-Armed Clan will cease to exist.

"How can this deity be blocked by you, an ant?"

The chief of the Hundred-Armed Clan opened his eyes wide and let out a terrifying howl.

He waved his hundred arms again, the origin of chaos moved violently, and a storm appeared again.

A hundred times stronger than the first time.

Behind the Patriarch of the Hundred-Armed Clan, tens of thousands of elites of the Hundred-Armed Clan waved their Hundred Arms together, one after another terrifying storms appeared, and then merged into the storm of their Patriarch.

As a result, the storm swelled a thousand times again.

Time and space, cause and effect, law, everything turned into a storm.

The hundred-armed tribe is best at group battles. When all the hundred-armed gods and demons move together, they will all circle around.

With this hand alone, only the Hundred-Armed Clan of tens of thousands of ethnicities can occupy a place in the chaos with the power of a holy city of gods and demons.

The Patriarch of the Hundred-Armed Clan was completely insane, he wanted to smash everything in front of him, he wanted to kill the Taishang, and he wanted to tear up the defense.

He wanted the Hundred Arms to win the battle.

He wanted to make the Hundred-armed Clan a member of the Eight Great Clans, how could he be blocked in front of such a five-element world?

The indifferent expression on the Taishang's face did not change at all, he just tapped the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda above his head.

The Dao Fruit of the Mythical Great Luo stimulated the Taishang Wangqing Avenue, brushing across the entire pagoda.

Above the pagoda, the mysterious yellow light shines brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into a pagoda as big as the sky and the earth.

The pagoda covers the sky and blocks the sun, cuts off the storm, and sweeps away the power of infinite gods and demons. The mysterious yellow light descends from the top of the pagoda, turning into hundreds of millions of necklaces and falling colorfully.

The nameless strange long river reappeared, flowing quietly at the top of the tower.

It absorbs all time and space and swallows the causes of all effects.

It seems to have appeared since the beginning of the development of all things, suppressing all changes in peace.

The pagoda was suppressed under the waves of the river.

The Patriarch of the Hundred-Armed Clan watched helplessly as the murderous pagoda came to suppress them.

He raised his head in horror, what was suppressed in his eyes was not a pagoda, but the original chaos, the original Tao.

It is the origin of all time and space, cause and effect, and laws.

This moment.

Only then did he realize that the space-time and karma he had lashed out at Fang Qiu in the past was just a corner of the real time-space and karma, and the storm he created with all his strength was just an insignificant ripple in front of the origin.

It's too scary, how can there be such a terrifying power in the chaos?

In this prehistoric world, there is such a vast, supreme, and crushing power?

This is Da Luo Jinxian?

ridiculous!

Even the gods and demons at the peak of the chaos level can't use such power.

He just laughed at the Supreme Being as an ant.

But he is not even qualified to be an ant in front of the Supreme Being.

However, no amount of exclamation will make any sense.

The origin of the Patriarch of the Hundred Arms Clan was suppressed by the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda at this moment, and the power of the Taishang Ruthless Dao brushed it down, making him forget everything.

Even forget about yourself.

Then, the patriarch of the Hundred-Armed Clan and the tens of thousands of ethnic groups opened their hundreds of arms, with an intoxicated look on their faces, and murmured: "How beautiful..."

Their voices stopped abruptly.

The storm hit the pagoda.

The pagoda remained motionless, and the storm disappeared in an instant.

The power of being too forgetful wiped out all the causes and consequences.

It was as if the storm had never happened before.

Also never appeared is the entire hundred-armed tribe.

Fengping!

In an instant.

The Earth Immortal World quieted down as if stagnant.

All the gods and demons looked at the Taishang and Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Bao with horror on their faces.

All the gods and demons could see that what Taishang sacrificed was a defensive treasure, and just now Taishang did not launch any attack at all.

The Taishang just placed a defensive treasure in front of him, and then the whole Hundred-armed Clan slammed into it.

Destroy a family with one move.

And let this family die by itself.

As a result, even the gods and demons in the frenzy trembled.

All the fanatical gods and demons stopped, and an inexplicable coldness gushed out from their origins, making their origins that lost their reason due to fanaticism clear for an instant.

……

Earth Immortal.

Hundreds of millions of gods and demons crowded every place on the four major continents.

Only the eastern part of Nanbuzhou is occupied by the flood defense line.

Such a crowded battlefield.

It was eerily quiet at the moment.

All the gods and demons looked at Taishang with horror, and for a while, hundreds of millions of gods and demons were frightened by Taishang alone.

What happened to this prehistoric native?

Although the Hundred-Armed Clan is a small clan among the Chaos Gods and Demons, a Chaos-level patriarch, dozens of Dao-level, and tens of thousands of Heaven-level gods and demons were actually wiped out by this native?
With a defensive treasure, destroy the entire hundred-armed clan in one move?
Between the enemy and us, which side is the powerful god and demon?Where are the weak natives?

Honghuang here.

Except for Tongtian and Nuwa, everyone else was equally dumbfounded.

All living beings in the prehistoric world know that the Taishang is the number one saint among the heavens in the prehistoric world, but there are very few who have actually seen him make a move. Discuss one or two.

All sentient beings firmly believed that the Supreme Being would win, but they never thought that they would win in such a way.

Mythical Daoguo is actually so strong?

All living beings showed excited expressions. The Supreme Sage is so powerful, so the hope of keeping the prehistoric world is a little higher.

As long as you can persist until the king leaves the customs, then the prehistoric will surely win.

All living beings firmly believe that even if they fight to the last one soldier, as long as they can persist until the king leaves the customs.

Then the prehistoric will win.

For a time, the momentum of the prehistoric side rose sharply.

Countless firm beliefs evaporated and merged into the luck of the world, forming a cloud of mist.

Only Taishang frowned slightly, his deep eyes looked at the deepest part of the army of gods and demons, and his powerful intuition made him faintly feel that there was a force against him there.

The Taishang is very clear that although he has proved the Dao of the mythical Daluo, he has not fully comprehended it, and his one-proof and eternal-proof is not without flaws.

What's more, the myth of Daluo Daoguo, which can be proved forever, is not really invincible. Everything has an end, and the Dao also has a beginning.

Now that the Mythical Great Luo Dao Fruit was born, the power to restrain the Mythical Dao Luo Dao Fruit must also be born.

However, all of these were just thoughts that flashed through Taishang's mind, and they were erased by Taishang's force of forgetfulness the next moment.

At this moment, Tai Shang will not let any of his thoughts affect the battle situation.

He calmly looked at the army of hundreds of millions of gods and demons in front of him. He knew that the army of hundreds of millions of gods and demons in front of him was not the number of all gods and demons at all.

The real number of gods and demons may be tens of millions of times more than what you see in front of you.

When Taishang's eyes fell on these gods and demons, all the gods and demons subconsciously avoided his gaze.

In the face of such a powerful Taishang, even the gods and demons who have fallen into a frenzy will also feel a little fear.

The chaotic origin of these gods and demons is instinctively vigilant about the power beyond their imagination, but the control fanaticism from the eternal race prevents them from really having the fear of actually affecting their actions.

Avoiding eyes became the only thing all gods and demons could do at the moment.

For a while, the atmosphere on the battlefield became a little weird.

Except for the patriarchs of the seven clans, all the invading gods and demons in the earth fairy world avoided the Taishang's eyes, but they still had a fanatical killing intent.

The Taishang's gaze finally fell on the patriarchs of the seven clans, sweeping across the seven most powerful gods and demons in the seven known chaos one by one.

The patriarchs of the seven clans looked at Taishang with cautious eyes. Their fanaticism did not waver, but they were also greatly shocked.

The prehistoric aborigine in front of him is by no means a big Luo Jinxian.

It is absolutely impossible for a Daluo Jinxian who has not even proved the way of Hunyuan to destroy the Hundred-armed Clan with one move.

But what happened to this native?

But the patriarchs of the seven clans did not have any fear or look away.

They are the apex of all gods and demons in the known chaos, and they are the most powerful patriarchs of the seven clans.

The native in front of him is indeed a bit weird and treacherous, but he is not qualified to make them avoid and fear him.

The patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan met Taishang's gaze, let out a thundering dragon roar, and said, "Indigenous, your pagoda is the most precious treasure, and I like it very much. If you offer this treasure, I can consider saving your life."

He opened his bloody mouth wide, revealing his sharp teeth, with a greedy light in his eyes, and said with a grin: "I will save your life, and slowly study what you are."

A big Luo Jinxian can actually copy the entire Hundred Arms Clan with one move.

The patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan is very interested in this.

He is very interested in whether it is the Supreme Being or the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

Gods and demons of all races know that the patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan likes to collect treasures and all kinds of creatures that he is interested in.

At this moment, he moved the incomparably huge body of the god and demon.

Rumble.

The time and space of the entire Earth Immortal World were violently turbulent, unable to withstand the power of gods and demons from the patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan.

Rivers of time and space were shattered one after another.

Among the eight major clans, the ancient clan is known as the number one, and the patriarch of the ancient clan is known as the strongest god and demon, but even the patriarch of the ancient clan has to admit it.

If the patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan really wants to let go and fight with his life, he will also stay away.

After all, no gods and demons know how to risk their lives better than the Chaos Dragon Clan.

At this moment, the patriarch of the chaotic dragon clan was about to make a move, and the other gods and demons retreated to both sides, so as not to be killed by the berserk chaotic dragon clan patriarch.

However, just as the patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan moved, a voice interrupted him.

It is the patriarch of the ancient clan.

His body, which is only a hundred feet long after being compressed, is like a grain of sand in front of the head of the chaotic dragon clan, but when standing in front of the head of the dragon clan, the latter must take it seriously.

Because he is the commander appointed by the messenger.

Behind the patriarch of the ancient clan, the dragon's head and long tail swung slightly, and said coldly: "My lord's decree cannot be delayed."

"For the natives of the prehistoric, the only thing we have to do is to crush them with absolute strength."

His eyes turned from the patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan to other gods and demons, and said, "You want to violate the decree of our lord?"

"No matter how powerful a native is, it doesn't make sense. He is still an ant in front of our lord's mighty power. If he can kill ten thousand, he can kill another ten thousand. If he can kill ten thousand, he can kill another ten million."

"There are countless gods and demons in the chaos. This is the moment of loyalty to our lord. How dare you back down?"

"Don't delay, don't neglect, destroy everything in Honghuang."

Follow his voice.

In the origin of each god and demon, the immortal brand left by the eternal token began to emit brilliant light, erasing the last trace of fear and cautious instinct of all gods and demons.

All the gods and demons looked solemn.

The fanaticism that was temporarily suppressed because of instinct was once again ignited in the origin of all gods and demons.

The aura of countless gods and demons became violent again.

Their eyes no longer avoid Tai Shang.

next moment.

Hundreds of millions of gods and demons rushed to the line of defense.

"Kill everything in the prehistoric world."

"The time to be faithful to our Lord is now."

Countless gods and demons uttered terrifying cries.

Seeing all the gods and demons move again, the Patriarch of the Ancient Clan looked at the Patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan indifferently, and said: "I remind you for the last time, don't do unnecessary things."

"My lord's decree is supreme, and the emissary asked our seven leaders to destroy the flood. We only need to consider the matter of destroying the flood, and the rest are superfluous."

The patriarch of the chaotic dragon clan looked at the patriarch of the ancient clan viciously, but the imprint in his origin of chaos made him unable to make any resistance.

Even any thought of resistance will deepen the intensity of the imprint in his origin, and eventually make him even more fanatical.

Finally, he lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I understand."

Only then did the patriarch of the ancient clan nod in satisfaction, and then said: "Leave that native to you, and kill him as quickly as possible, to prove your loyalty to our lord."

The patriarch of the Chaos Dragon Clan's eyes lit up, he opened his bloody mouth, and said, "Be loyal to my lord."

He looked at Taishang, the law of the Dao was in motion in his eyes, and countless thunderbolts like frost appeared from his body.

The next moment, he turned into a human form, appeared in front of the Supreme Being, grinned grimly, and said, "Death."

A giant claw appeared in front of the Supreme Being, locking all time, space and cause and effect.