People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 649 Mythical Daluo, Painting of All Living Beings

Purple air comes from the east for thirty thousand miles, and three thousand Taoist rhymes spread across the three realms.

Lu Yue strolled in the void, and a scroll slowly unfolded behind him.

Then the song of the great road began to sound.

"In the mythological age, all living beings seek opportunities, obtain good fortune, and follow the great way. Everyone becomes a saint, and attains eternity in the Daluo Heaven."

Everyone was looking at Lu Yue's back with a solemn look on their faces. Hongjun, who was hiding in the dark, was gritting his teeth in hatred. He was only one step away and the Demon Emperor Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches would become the nourishment for him to create the way of heaven.

Everything was ruined by Lu Yue.

"Mythical Daluo, is it better than the old Taoist's Heavenly Dao Law?"

At this time, a majestic voice sounded, which seemed extremely sacred. In the void, green lotuses of good fortune fell, and the injured creatures were instantly healed, and countless vitality emerged from the earth.

In the void.

A long river of time and space appeared, and the heaven and earth, except for the three thousand worlds, all stopped at this moment.

Under Lu Yue's eloquent words.

Many sacred beings stopped and their eyes flashed with boundless light. The heaven and earth were born and died, and all living things were reincarnated.

Under the painting scroll, all living beings see their starting point and end point
All kinds of things, time and space eras, were born in an instant. Starting from Pangu creating the world, nature gave birth to life and evolved civilization. Whether it was sentient beings or the laws of heaven and earth, they were slowly unfolding in the scroll.

"Who is that?"

"Why have we never seen it before?"

"What is the mythical Daluo Heaven? Why are there thirty-six layers of heaven? Why are there so many heavens and myriad worlds outside of the prehistoric world? Why are there ghosts and gods living in the underworld? Why is there a saying that there are eighteen layers of the underworld?"

All questions arise in the minds of many creatures.

"No!"

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and countless demon gods were somewhat incredulous, staring at the scroll that suddenly appeared. They had also seen Hongjun Daozu before, and had even listened to his teachings under his seat.

at the moment.

The content displayed in the scroll tells them that saints are not the end, but the starting point of everything, why there are only seven saints, and what the hell is the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

What kind of changes have happened in this era?

"Daozu Hongjun, can you give us an answer?"

Di Jun stared at the void. He saw an old Taoist with gray hair on his head. The Jade Butterfly of Creation was floating behind him. The broken corner of the butterfly was frantically absorbing the blood mist on the battlefield of the Lich.

He seemed to be using them as mere pawns.

All living beings are the nourishment he uses to make up for the Jade Butterfly of Creation.

Do not!
"This is not true, Daozu Hongjun, can you explain it?" Although they didn't want to believe it, their scalps went numb when they saw the old Taoist with gray hair.

The blood and energy of all living beings were absorbed by the Taoist master Hongjun.

Hongjun's face turned cold, staring at Lv Yue in the void, and said unhappily: "Lord Lv Yue, you want to be an enemy of me."

Lu Yue lowered his head and looked at Taoist Hongjun. This guy really did not waste any opportunity to improve himself. Even in front of everyone, he still regarded the fallen lives of the two races of wizards and liches as nutrients.

Using the Jade Butterfly of Creation as the carrier.

The blood of all living beings is a curse, in order to pollute Pangu's will and create a new way of heaven.

“You’re behind the times.”

"This mythological era is not the Heavenly Dao era you remember."

For a while.

The two tribes of Lich and Warlock instantly lost their composure, staring at the two people confronting each other in the void with a thoughtful look on their faces.

at the same time.

The many beings hidden in the void were all attracted by the strange phenomenon above the sky. Nuwa, Pingxin, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti all looked at each other and stared at the void.

Don't know what to say?
"Lü Yue is so brave, yet so reckless!" The ones who were most deeply touched were naturally the two tribes of Lich and Wizard in the center of the battlefield. Di Jun frowned slightly, and for a moment, he was a little at a loss, not knowing whether he should believe everything that appeared in the scroll.

A seed of doubt gradually planted in his heart.

Is Hongjun Daozu really trustworthy?
To be honest, the reason why he was able to become the ancestor of all monsters and establish the Palace of Ten Thousand Monsters was because of the guidance of Patriarch Hongjun, who told him the method of controlling the destiny of Heaven. Establishing the Palace of Ten Thousand Monsters was only the first step.

Annihilate the witch clan and dominate the wild world.

By bringing all sentient beings in the prehistoric world under one's control, one can use this to open up the Heaven Palace and become the master of the Heaven Palace. One can also enter the realm of sainthood in one step and become a powerful being second only to the Taoist Hongjun.

Also, after Hongjun's preaching, the Daluo realm is just an insignificant realm for promotion to a saint. Why is there a mythical Daluo? What about the three corpses he killed?

What kind of?
Quasi-saint realm!
That is the trump card that allows him to compete with the Witch Clan. Not only him, but also Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, and 365 demon gods, they are all powerful enough to kill one or two corpses.

So who are they?
In the end, is it really all in vain?

He didn't want to.

There is also the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which has been bestowed upon him by Hongjun Daozu. He also said that as long as he integrates the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he can use the method of luck to become a saint in one step. Could it be that all this is a scam?

His imperial dream.

His dream of becoming a saint.

Is all this fake?

"Mythical Daluo, everyone can become a saint, this..."

What exactly went wrong?

Di Jun was lost in confusion. In fact, it was not just him, but also many other powerful people. Some of them had witnessed the abilities of Taoist Hongjun. Basically, all of them were led astray by Taoist Hongjun.

Why didn’t Lord Lu Yue appear before?

"Lord Lu Yue, may I ask what the mythical Daluo is? In the scroll, I saw my brother Taiyi and I fall. Is it true?" Di Jun spoke first, staring at Lu Yue's back.

Fallen into deep fear.

Looking at Lu Yue's back, it was as vast as the abyss, which was also what he had not seen in Hongjun. In his heart, whether Hongjun's strength was inferior to Lu Yue's.

An absurd thought suddenly popped into his mind, and then he threw it behind his head.

"He dared not think about it."

Lu Yue smiled slightly, stared at Di Jun and said: "This is your end. If you don't die, how can Hongjun rule the way of heaven?" Lu Yue sneered, turned his head and put Di Jun out of his mind.

The sinister look in his eyes was captured by Lu Yue. The so-called way of an emperor is the way of solitude. Otherwise, why would he call himself "Gu"? How could he allow others to sleep soundly under his bed?

The only one in eternity.

This is the imperial way of Di Jun.

There is also the tyranny of Donghuang Taiyi.

They are all exclusive. If he really establishes the Heaven of Fortune, then what role will Hongjun have? He will just retire obediently. How can he use the Honghuang to practice?

So they must die.

"Mythical Daluo, is it true that our ancestor witch is going to perish? There are still some men in my witch clan, only one out of ten survives, barely lingering in the underworld." Obviously, the twelve ancestor witches have already been to the underworld opened up by Ping Xin.

The darkness is endless.

Evil spirit confused.

Without any resources for cultivation, the underworld is empty and only wandering souls are floating around. They have to associate with ghosts every day, and some of them are transformed into ox-headed and horse-faced monsters to take away souls.

A regular wage earner.

The key is that there is no food to eat.

The gloomy underworld is not their destination.

Everyone looked embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)