People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 339: Luck Condensed Sword, Princes’ Purgatory

"Not crazy, not live!"

Lu Yue spoke in a leisurely tone, gazing at the sky. The Jie Sect was already walking on a tightrope, and the Conferred God Tribulation was also caused by the twelve golden immortals of the Orthodox Sect, so why should the Jie Sect be involved?

Is it just because there are too many people?
"I have already promised Yuanshi Tianzun that you can use whatever means you want. I want to live on my feet, not die on my knees. For disciples of the three religions, like you, it is as easy for you to occupy thousands of fortunes and break through your cultivation as it is for you to drink and eat."

Lu Yue sneered.

Simple?
How easy is it to get involved?

His incarnation has been killed three times by Yuanshi Tianzun. Fortunately, his original body ran fast. If he was killed, he might have been completely abandoned and became a plague god that could be controlled by anyone in heaven.

Seeing that Patriarch Kunpeng had made up his mind, Lu Yue did not want to say much. He summoned a white crane and informed Zhen Yuanzi, who was far away in Niuzhou, Xihen, about Kunpeng's inclusion in the Canon of Gods. The two of them were old rivals.

Right and wrong, success or failure!

All in one thought.

Song.

Taoist Duobao absorbed the last bit of heritage of the Shang Dynasty, and his cultivation was already on the verge of a breakthrough. The black bird cried mournfully and flew away in flames. Taoist Duobao pressed down with one hand and directly broke open the belly of the black bird.

Looking down at the earth.

In Chaoge City, dragon energy gathered. The disciples of Jiejiao, led by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, sat on the dragon vein of Chaoge, looking up at the sky with joy on their faces.

"Master, have you made a breakthrough?"

The Fire Spirit Mother was lively and flew to Taoist Duobao, pulling his arm and acting coquettishly.

"Not even close."

Taoist Duobao concentrated his mind, and above the void, the luck of the Shang Dynasty condensed into a heavenly sword, flickering in the void. It was only a little bit away from being completely formed. That would be the time for him to completely kill the corpse of his original self.

"Human Emperor Xin, it's your turn to take action."

In the Zhaixing Tower, Emperor Xin, who was surrounded by beauties on both sides, frowned slightly. His beloved concubine Daji stood obediently beside him. She paused while holding the grapes and looked up in surprise.

Emperor Xin was displeased.

As the Human Emperor, he was simply called by his name. Among all the Human Emperors of the Shang Dynasty, he was almost the first.

Seeing that he was on the verge of a rage, Daji quickly comforted him, "My king, the situation is stronger than people. Let the Jiejiao disciples be proud for a while. After they recapture Xiqi and suppress the rebellion, you can still control them."

Emperor Xin pinched Daji's delicate face with his fingers and said with a smile: "You still understand my heart."

Let them be proud for a while.

Little did he know that Duobao Taoist also had impure intentions. He just wanted to use the last ray of fortune of the Shang Dynasty to practice. Goddess Nuwa once wanted to kill the Human Emperor directly, but was thwarted by the fortune of the Shang Dynasty.

Therefore, he sent Daji, who was imbued with the aura of the Human Emperor, from the Xuanyuan Tomb to seduce the king.

Ruined the destiny of the Shang Dynasty.

If Daji's misbehavior caused the Shang Dynasty to last for another ten years, then Duobao Taoist's practice with the help of the Shang Dynasty's fortune caused the Shang Dynasty's fortune to be reduced to one year.

Use all the power of the country to help him cut off the corpse of his ego.

Nature cannot be underestimated.

"Fei Zhong, push those princes onto the altar. I will use their heads to extend the life of our Shang Dynasty for a hundred years. It will be their blessing."

"Yes!"

Fei Zhong lowered his head and left, clenching his palms. Originally, eight hundred princes entered Chaoge, but now only four hundred were left. He could only go to the death row to look for some criminals.

Replace the half of the princes he let go. The Shang Dynasty altar was opened just not long ago. Emperor Xin used the blood of tens of thousands of slaves to attract Emperor Cheng Tang from the Fire Cloud Cave to come down in person and bestow the Xuanyuan Sword.

Today he will slay the dragon.

He broke the fortunes of the various feudal lords, gathered the territories of the Northern Sea lords, and brought them under his jurisdiction.

When Fei Zhong pushed four hundred princes and four hundred death row prisoners onto the altar, the originally scorching sky suddenly became dark, and some soaring dragons were imprisoned on the altar by black chains.

Taoist Duobao frowned slightly.

"Four hundred dragon spirits, and four hundred unskilled ones to fill the number. With such corruption, the Shang Dynasty deserves to be destroyed. However, four hundred princes are enough for me to gather a little bit of human spirit."

Fei Zhong glanced at Taoist Duobao with some guilt. He had just heard faintly the sound of a dragon's roar. It was rumored that when an emperor was born, there would be strange signs. Although the eight hundred princes were not emperors.

But he is also one of the human kings, and he is only one step away from transforming from a dragon.

In order to avoid being discovered, he deliberately tied people up and stuffed them with smelly socks, just to prevent anyone from saying something that might ruin his plan.

Eight hundred executioners holding swords took up positions, waiting for his order.

Emperor Xin personally presided over the sacrificial activities, standing on a stone slab and praying to God. When the incense was lit, Cheng Tang, the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty, was awakened from his sleep in the Fire Cloud Cave.

His gray and dry hair was draped over his shoulders, and he didn't even bother to tie it up. Outside the hall, the descendants of Cheng Tang all had sad faces. Emperor Xin's move was tantamount to destroying the Shang Dynasty.

Kill the chicken to get the eggs!
How can anything be accomplished?

"Ancestor, Emperor Xin is trying to cut off the last foundation of our Shang Dynasty." Wen Ding showed reluctance. Although the princes of the world were not their descendants, they were also evolved from the various tribes of the three thousand innate ancestors in the past.

This cut?
What was cut off were the foundations of each human tribe.

In the past, Xuanyuan forcefully merged various tribes together, promising common prosperity. After him, Dayu cast the Nine Cauldrons and established human races. Now, are we going to go back to the way things were?

Wilderness times.

"Wendin, you are worried."

Emperor Yi stroked his beard and said: "If the world is not ruled by the descendants of the Shang Dynasty, what does it matter if it is destroyed?"

this.
While several people were struggling to shirk responsibility.

Emperor Xin showed contempt and said coldly: "Traitors, you disregarded my trust in you, which led to your arrogance and your desire to overthrow my country. Then I can only use you to fill the fate of my Shang Dynasty."

Beside Emperor Xin was Su Daji, who was of the same status as him. If the Shang Dynasty was at its peak, it would be impossible for a mere fox demon to touch the country's most precious treasures and offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Now that the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty were in ruins, this naturally gave Su Daji an opportunity. It also made her realize that the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty were almost coming to an end. Offering sacrifices to heaven and earth was just a counterattack before death.

"Nuwa, the task you gave to Daji is almost complete." Su Daji muttered silently in her heart. She remembered the conditions that Nuwa had promised her.

Rank among the immortals and live as long as the sky!
When she sheds her fox body, who will dare to call her an evil spirit again?

Since Queen Jiang's eyes were gouged out, she was thrown into the cold palace and never saw each other again in this life. The position of Emperor and Empress was vacant, which gave Su Daji the opportunity to get involved in the destiny of the Emperor.

His cultivation level has also improved a lot.

The perception has naturally become much sharper.

Looking up at the dark clouds and dragons in the sky, he thought carefully and found that there were only four hundred of them. He frowned and stared at Fei Zhong for a long time, saying, "Stupid. What if you ruin the immortal's good deeds?

You can’t stay here!”

Fei Zhong felt a chill on his neck and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look Su Daji in the eye.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has arrived."

(End of this chapter)