People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 787: A Sword Dance Shocks the World

When Lu Yue once again set foot in the Lingxiao Palace, he had an illusion that he was in another world, and everything was still developing in the direction set by Hongjun.

Kunpeng's expression darkened.

He came to Lv Yue's side, looked at his Golden Immortal cultivation, raised his lips slightly, and said: "Daoyou Lv Yue, we meet again after many years of separation. I am already the leader of the Heavenly Dao, while you are still a mediocre person."

Lu Yue looked at him as if he were a mentally retarded person.

He is a clone.

I have already ascended to heaven and become the Lord of Chaos Dao. Wherever my sight goes, I am invincible. How can a mere Kunpeng want to find a sense of existence beside me?

He is indeed a villain who does not know his place.

Even if you have wings that reach the sky and can block the sun, what good is it?

I can't cover the sky, and I can't escape from the pond.

Trapped in the wilderness, any practitioner with some knowledge would not be as ignorant as him.

Haotian sits on the Nine Dragon Throne.

Looks indifferent.

Scan around.

He smiled and said, "The Heavenly Court has just been established and there is a lot of work to be done. I wonder if you fellow Taoists would like to join my Heavenly Court and take charge of the stars, mountains, and rivers. I will grant whatever you ask for."

Eyes facing each other.

Haotian's eyes shifted, he vaguely remembered the many promises between them, when they met again today, everything had changed and Haotian was no longer the stubborn stone who was seeking liberation.

"People in the arena involuntarily."

Haotian murmured to himself.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection. After Lv Yue understood, he transmitted his voice: "It is possible to break through the throne of the Heavenly Emperor. The Great Dao of Hunyuan is right in front of you, fellow Taoist."

"Command the Lord of Gods to deify the world."

Haotian shook his head slightly.

"How can a quasi-saint give orders to all living beings?"

“The Heavenly Palace has just been established, and there are many things to be done. Fellow Daoist can completely add some sand to it and create a catalog of gods. After your cultivation level breaks through, leave behind an incarnation.

I went into the chaos to search for a piece of heaven and earth.

Wandering freely between heaven and earth."

"good!"

Haotian nodded. As long as he escaped from the cage of the primitive world, he was actually out of danger. As for the boundless chaos, where the Tao was, that was where his heart was.

Jie Yin had a calm expression, his eyes flickered, and the Buddha light reappeared in his palm. Countless novice monks were chanting scriptures in the palm. He smiled and said, "I wonder if my disciples can go to heaven."

Haotian smiled and nodded.

"All spirits are welcome."

"Fellow Daoist's disciples are all devout believers. Naturally, they are not afraid of the changes in heaven and earth?" Haotian reminded vaguely.

It is not easy to be the God of Heaven.

When a Taoist sends disciples to his school, they must be under his command and have the duty to protect the area. If they just eat and wait to die, or are eaten by demons, he will not be responsible at all.

"Thank you, God."

The Haotian Seal then fell on a blank area of ​​​​the decree.

Jie Yin took over the Dharma decree.

"Anyone who commands can be a god of the Western homeland."

Jie Yin nodded.

He was very satisfied with Haotian's tact. Of course, this was not the first time. Haotian made almost everyone satisfied when he was on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven.

Give him ownership of the West.

Wait for follow-up.

"Your Majesty, I also want to be a part of the Heavenly Court. I wonder what god Your Majesty is willing to confer upon me?" A god with a horse's head and a human body stood up timidly.

Haotian showed a hint of hesitation.

"Golden light of merit."

In the current primitive world, this is extremely rare. Generally, except for saints, almost all gods and demons do not have enough merit, or everyone has completely ignored this merit.

This is one of the reasons why all things collapse. If your heart is not kind and you do not take action, how can you obtain the golden light of merit?
"Fellow Daoist Longma, whatever you wish for, I will grant it to you."

In the ancient world, there are not many such pure cultivators. Although he has not yet transformed, considering his golden light of merit, he is not at a disadvantage, not to mention that he also has the blood of the dragon clan.

Be on good terms with Fuxi.

That was enough to make him look away.

"The Four Great Gods."

Ryoma smiled shyly.

"The four extremes of heaven and earth are protected by four great divine beasts. Daoist friend belongs to Azure Dragon, so I will confer Daoist friend the title of Eastern Dragon Horse Emperor. What do you think?"

Haotian smiled gently.

He didn't mind at all whether the Heaven was under his control. Lu Yue said something very true, that is, no matter who was in the Heaven, they were all serving him.

As long as it does not cause endless killing.

In the early stage, he could have made use of the power of the creatures in the primitive world to break through to the Hunyuan realm, quietly leave the primitive world, and live freely in the primitive world.

Even if the mountains and rivers are shattered and the world is destroyed, what does it have to do with him?
Long Ma looked excited, looked at Haotian, knelt on the ground and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Get up."

Haotian waved his hand and specifically instructed the palace maids to add some wine to Longma's table. Anyway, for them, this was just a piece of cake.

But for many low-level cultivators in the prehistoric world, this is a huge blessing.

Good food and good wine, it was a lively time.

There was one person who was in a very bad mood, and that was Kunpeng. He was a dignified saint, but in the end he had no presence at all and was not just standing behind Haotian.

He was just like a eunuch, constantly adding wine to Haotian's cup. If anyone dared to show even a hint of dissatisfaction, he would feel unbearable pain all over his body.

It was obvious at first glance that Haotian was behind this.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, let's have a drink together."

"it is good."

Lu Yue did not refuse and sat on Haotian's left hand. On his right hand were the newly promoted saints, all of them looking at Kunpeng behind Haotian as if they were watching a show.

Donghuang Taiyi looked calm and said with a smile: "When he succeeded, he became arrogant and didn't take us seriously at all. This time, Kunpeng is doomed."

Di Jun nodded.

"He has himself to blame."

He continued to toast with the other saints, seemingly not noticing Kunpeng at all. Kunpeng's face was ashen, as if he was looking at an enemy. His blood-red pupils were a little scary.

"Humph."

Haotian watched coldly and said with a smile: "As a saint, Kunpeng might as well perform a sword dance for us. What do you think?" It seemed like a question, but in fact he was warning Kunpeng.

Don't ruin my plan.

This has been approved by Hongjun Daozu. If he dares to destroy it, Haotian will draw out the Hongmeng purple energy in his body and give it to his Taoist partner Yaochi.

"Why not!"

Kunpeng trembled all over. The silver needles pierced his soul and almost made him faint. If he was pierced a few more times, he was afraid that he might become an idiot.

The figure flashed.

Come to the middle of the Lingxiao Palace.

The white mist is floating.

The flying sword in the hand of Patriarch Kunpeng danced, which immediately amazed everyone. To be able to become a saint, he must have unparalleled skills, but he just let it slip for a small reason.

It was enough to amaze them.

Lu Yue was the first to applaud.

It was also the first time for him to see a saint dancing with a sword. This guy was completely spineless. Any saint with a bit of respect would not do what he did.

I would rather die standing than live on my knees.

But Kunpeng is an exception.

"I wonder if Your Majesty is satisfied?"

Kunpeng smiled brightly, but in fact, he was dark inside, and wanted to slap Haotian to death right away.

(End of this chapter)