Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 745 Sweep into the Garbage Pile

“Is this the embodiment of the Holy King Avenue?”

Chu Tai looked into the void, and saw the Avenue of the Holy King that was given a materialized image.

As the embodiment of the highest Taoist fruit in the entire Dongji Chenguang Heaven in the past, the Avenue of the Holy King gives people the feeling of a dark yellow stone pillar that reaches from heaven to earth after it is materialized.

No one knows how many miles around it is, or how many feet high or low it is, but it's like a pillar of heaven and earth, supporting the heaven and earth.

Just looking at it, one can feel a terrifying oppression. At the same time, on top of this undisputed pillar of heaven, there is another behemoth coiled.

It was a huge dragon whose head and tail could not be seen at all. Even Chu Tai could not be sure whether it was one or countless.
Because from the barely visible part of the dragon's body, he saw the overlapping shadows of countless long dragons.

Each long dragon is equally huge. They appear and disappear on the giant dragon, some straight, some curved, and the dense scales on their bodies reflect countless images.

There are digging holes, building houses, hunting and gathering, catching birds and fish, refining soil into pottery, grinding stones into tools, carving characters, the Temple of Heaven, Mount Tai, and the Fengshan ceremony. There are also...

These images are vague and appear one after another, and the flow seems to be extremely fast and extremely slow, as if they want to materialize the heritage and history of each civilization one by one, making people feel that they are so small compared to them, like an insignificant part in the vast sea of ​​sand.

Facing the falling giant hand of the Demon Lord, the dragon continued to emanate a majestic and broad aura that dominated the heaven and earth and embraced the four seas. Inside it was also mixed with the ruthless cruelty of life and death, massacring cities and destroying lands, leaving millions of corpses, and the cold and cruelty of being supreme and willing to help others prosper or perish.

These auras filled the sky and the earth, completely covering the four wildernesses and eight poles, the universe, and underneath them there were faint sounds of thousands of people roaring in anger, crying in sorrow, and the resentment and struggle of countless inhuman beings whose paths had been cut off...

Eventually, it converges into a kind of pressure that cannot be avoided or resisted no matter how hard you try to hide.

Chu Tai was just watching from a distance, but he felt a shock in his heart.

But what he was facing at this moment was Junmo's huge hand.

In terms of tyranny, rule, and power, this incomplete Saint King Avenue is clearly no match.

As the five fingers exerted force, a long dragon collapsed and turned into countless dragon qi that was swallowed by it.

The moment the dragon energy dissipated, it turned into a curse, revealing the scenes of the end of countless dynasties.

There were national turmoil, the collapse of rituals and music, warlord separatism, and the blood and tears of the people, like an extremely vicious poison trying to contaminate the hands of the demon.

Just like before, the corruption of the last generation is no match for the dark side of human nature that Junmo himself possesses.

The first long dragon was swallowed by it easily. Some heirs of the Holy King Avenue who were hiding in the dark could not help it. They stood up and took out the treasures left by the former Holy King to try to stop the big hand.

Some people also had bad thoughts and looked towards Chu Tai.

To be precise, it is the Ruyi Bell Hammer in his hand and the Donghuang Treasure Bell on his head.

"You can't unleash the full power of this treasure, so you might as well give it to me!"

One of the Holy King's successors could not help but reveal his physical form first. He was wearing a tall crown and robes, dark on top and red on the bottom, with many emblems painted on them. However, his face was obscured by the pearls hanging from the crown's tassels, so his features could not be seen clearly. However, his bearing was extraordinary, and it was obvious that he had entered the third-grade immortal realm.

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and waved. Two streams of light flew out from his sleeves and hooked towards the bell hammer in Chu Tai's hand and the precious bell on the top of the head.

Upon closer inspection, they were actually a pair of jade hooks with a gleaming surface and pure white body. They had a pure aura and were of superior quality. They were obviously a pair of treasures whose form and quality had been refined more than seven times.

If Chu Tai had seen this in the past, he would have been a little wary, but now he just thought it was ridiculous. "When the Central Plains suffered a disaster before, you didn't take action, but now that your own country has suffered, you all jump out one by one. You are really shameless."

Chu Tai swung the bell hammer in his hand, drawing a clever arc in the air, and landed lightly in front of the jade hook, shattering the precious light.

Then, rays of jade light burst out from the Ruyi-shaped bell hammer, which was the instinctive resistance of the jade hook spirit.

Ripples appeared, the bell hammer remained motionless, and with the sound of gold and jade colliding, white jade chips flew around, and several obvious cracks were knocked onto the jade hook.

Chu Tai turned his wrist and knocked the man down, then swung the bell hammer forward. His footsteps changed at the same time, and his figure became illusory. He came in front of the man and the bell hammer fell right at the man's forehead.

"Asshole, how dare you destroy my treasure!"

Seeing Chu Tai's resistance, the other side showed anger, and seeing Chu Tai's arrival, he showed surprise again. The divine light on his head intertwined, forming an acre of merit and celebration cloud, hanging down rays of mysterious yellow precious light. Countless golden lamps rose up in the celebration cloud, floating up and down, complementing the many holy green lotuses surrounding his body.

This was not enough, as another golden tripod flew out from the man’s cloud, carrying a thick dragon aura, and poured down towards Chu Tai.

These dragon auras are the products of highly condensed human order. After special processing, they are extremely poisonous to ordinary immortal practitioners, but they are nourishing to the heirs of the Saint King's Avenue.

The opponent poured out his dragon energy, obviously intending to force Chu Tai to retreat and create a combat environment for himself.

"This vital energy is the product of the wishes of the people, yet you have wasted it like this."

Chu Tai was so angry that he swung the bell hammer in his hand. At the same time, the power of [Taibai] and the power of [Zhiren] gathered in his hand and hit the golden tripod hard.

There was a dull sound, and countless dragon energy was shaken out of the golden tripod, and a small dent was made on the golden tripod itself.

As for Chu Tai, he continued to wave the bell hammer in his hand without changing his expression, scaring the man so much that he retreated again and again, causing the successor of the Holy King who was intercepting Jun Mo from above to speak out.

"That's enough. We are here to protect the Central Plains. What are you waiting for?"

As he spoke, the clear air descended and condensed into a large hand, trying to capture Chu Tai.

"If one doesn't work, how about another one?"

Chu Tai showed a sarcastic look on his face, swung the bell hammer in his hand and smashed it on the Donghuang Bell.

"when!"

The cosmic light stagnated and the universe solidified. Chu Tai swung the bell hammer to smash the big hand, then broke through the auspicious cloud. Before the cosmic light flowed again, he directly made the man's head explode.

Countless essences flew out from the crack in the head and returned to the giant dragon that was the embodiment of the Holy King Avenue.

The golden tripod was about to fly into the air, but was smashed down by Chu Tai's bell hammer.

This move made many people who wanted to take action tremble in their hearts, and the person whose Qingqi hand was broken by Chu Tai before was a little angry.

"Since you can still use the treasure, why do you let the monarch demon destroy Middle-earth? Don't you know that if there is a problem with the Saint King Avenue, the protection of Middle-earth will disappear?"

Hearing this, Chu Tai sneered: "Originally, I somewhat recognized the protection of the Saint King Avenue for the Central Plains, but with what you are doing now, I think it is better for Jun Mo to sweep you scum into the garbage dump of the long river of history first."

(End of this chapter)