People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 617 Role Playing, The Saints Kill Crickets
The heaven collapsed and was swallowed by Hongjun in one gulp. The prehistoric world was like an iron pot. When the lid was opened, the food inside was revealed. Billions of creatures looked at the dark sky in fear.

Blood is dripping!

They gather into rivers on the earth.

After the sky collapsed, cracks spread across the human world, as if it was the end of the world. Many living beings could not survive due to the lack of spiritual energy, while others were directly drawn into chaos by the cracks.

"Not good!"

Lu Yue's eyes darkened. There was no hope for resurrection for the living beings in the world. Even if he had the Investiture of the Gods, how many people could he save? As a heavenly book, the Investiture of the Gods also had its limits.

He could only record some people with great merits in advance. The rest of the living beings could only turn into residual souls and be taken away by the Ox-Head and Horse-Face who came out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Stay in the underworld temporarily.

The cracks in the ancient world have not yet spread to the underworld.

The underworld is overcrowded.

"Empress Nuwa, you have the power to repair the sky, why don't you repair this ancient sky?" After all, Lu Yue couldn't bear to see countless lives disappear before his eyes.

Decided to take a risk.

"good."

Nuwa smiled and nodded, revealing a look of compassion. If a saint who practices the way of creation does not have a compassionate heart, how can he control the great way of creation? Lu Yue took a step forward.

Came before Hongjun Daozu.

The Plague God Banner appeared in his hand, swelled in the wind, and turned into a pillar supporting the sky, blocking the cricket's upper and lower jaws and preventing them from closing.

The Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints were equally unwilling to be outdone. They flew the magic treasures in their hands and hit the cricket's weak spot, shattering the world embedded in the spiritual armor of Hongjun Daozu.

It turned into torrents and flowed into the primitive world. The worlds overlapped and the energy of creation spread in the primitive world.

Kong Xuan, Haotian and many other lords of heaven, as well as the Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Man, were also not idle. They burned their own will and turned into an indestructible magic sword, which directly cut off the hands and feet of Hongjun Daozu.

Hongjun rubbed his sore hands and feet and sneered.

"A mayfly shakes a tree, but you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

"I have a body that is tens of millions of feet long, so why would I be afraid of ants like you?"

The original spirit of Hongjun Daozu sat on a green lotus platform with twenty-four kinds of flowers blooming. A jade butterfly of creation appeared behind him. He stared at everyone with a smile, contempt in his eyes.

It seemed as if the people in front of him were nothing but pitiful ants to him.

"Fellow Daoist Lü Yue, when you rejected me for the first time, I began to plan. Today, I have devoured the wilderness, and all causes and effects have blessed me. With the extinction of the wilderness, all causes and effects have disappeared. How are you going to deal with me?"

Daozu Hongjun was like a tumbler, making profits on both sides, so he was in a good mood. As for the front tooth that was knocked out of the cricket's body, it was nothing compared to the damage he had suffered over billions of epochs.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yue looked indifferent. His words were rough but true. He looked at the boundless cricket's true body, which circled around Honghuang in a circle, with billions of legs lying on Honghuang's body, and its mouthparts were sharp.

He was like a robot, having no idea what pain was. He could only greedily devour the fruit of Tao to achieve his body of a demon god.

"Hongjun, I admit that you are the strongest, but in front of hundreds of us Hunyuan, can you really cover the sky with one hand?" A God-Slaying Spear appeared in Lu Yue's hand, which was originally the magical treasure of the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.

Unparalleled killing power.

Since he obtained it, he has been refining it day and night. A murderous aura permeates the void.

"You are just a bunch of ants. If I swallow up the primordial Heavenly Dao, I will reach the realm of Hunyuan Wuji. Who can be my opponent?" A magic sword appeared in the hand of Patriarch Hongjun, and the image of Heavenly Dao appeared behind him.

Vast and boundless.

Using the world as a sword, the seven broken wastelands are inlaid on the magic sword, as thick and heavy as an abyss.

Everyone gasped.

Maitreya, Medicine Master and other newly promoted saints had their magic power drained by Hongjun Daozu, and their strength fell from the saintly position. They couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. Let alone the seven primitive worlds, even if the sky was collapsing in the present moment, they didn't dare to say that they could control it.

The blood-red Eye of Heaven grew countless tentacles, like an octopus, revealing sharp fangs, and attacked everyone.

Lu Yue sneered.

Ever since he knew that he had traveled through to the ancient world, he had been practicing cultivation all the time and cut off all emotions and love. Even if there was a saint acting as a matchmaker around him, he did not dare to have any delusional thoughts.

It's to save my life.

With so many preparations in place, he is now the fearless man he is today.

Even if Hongjun died, he only lost three clones. His original body had already escaped far away and hidden in the dark, dealing the fatal blow to Hongjun Daozu.

Will he be afraid?
The thick tentacles attacked the weakest ones, Randang and Tathagata, without warning. In an instant, they sucked away all their cultivation. Even their souls were directly swallowed by the Eye of Heaven.

"Swallow the Dao fruit and complete yourself. Dao Ancestor Hongjun, shepherd the common people, we cannot compare to him."

Seven mysterious lights fell, and an old man walked out from them, emitting a green aura. The ripples in space spread out, and behind him were the Five Innate Tai, as well as several Hunyuan great powers that Lu Yue met on Jin'ao Island.

Of course, Zhen Yuanzi, who has always been kind to others, is also among them.

Daoist Hongjun looked at him coldly and said, "You are defeated, Yang Mei. You don't think you can stop me by gathering a bunch of small characters, do you?"

"If you say that the Taoist is the greatest demon, then the people behind you are probably not good people either. The Five Innate Supremes reversed the power of the Heavenly Dao, destroyed the world, and extracted the energy of the Heavenly Dao as a curse. Did the Six Soul Banner come from them?"

Then he seemed to think of something?
He fixed his eyes on Lu Yue and said sarcastically, "Lu Yue, since you care about the wild world, why do you associate with the devil? From my perspective, you and I are the same kind of people, selfish and cold-hearted. How about we join forces?"

Lu Yue shook his head and looked at Hongjun Daozu. He was not so cold-hearted as to destroy his own homeland. He was like a madman without any emotions. Instead of throwing an atomic bomb at his opponent, he exploded directly under his feet.

play?

"Hongjun, what good will it do you to devour the great chaos and destroy all living things? Don't you feel lonely in the vast chaos?" Lu Yue asked back.

Lonely?

Daozu Hongjun scratched his head. His sticky, bloody hair was filled with resentful souls. He pointed to the prehistoric world on the back of the cricket and said, "They are on my back. If I get bored, I will put a strand of my spirit into it and evolve Hongjun again to be in harmony with the Dao. As for Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, they are my disciples. How can I bear to see them die? I will revive them again to play roles with me.

If one day I get tired of playing with them and imprison them again, how can I be lonely?"

Haha
Daozu Hongjun laughed wildly and tears fell unconsciously. In Lu Yue's opinion, he was a madman. He played roles again and again, and every time he played the role of Hongjun.

It is as if it is imprinting its will in endless time and space. It is completely a piece of code, executing a program that has been fixed long ago.

Poor, sigh!

(End of this chapter)