I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 325 I Will Have No Regrets

"Since we can't fight for Kunlun Ruins, then we can just take over the Five Kings City."

"Pass on the Buddha's order and order the three Buddhas, eighteen Bodhisattvas, and one hundred and eight Arhats to attack the Five Kings City. Emperor Ku will be born, and the fortune of the human race will prosper. That is a great fortune."

"It just so happens that all the human kings are in the mountains, and the Five Kings City is empty."

This year, Daluo issued an edict, the sacred beings gathered, and the true kings formed groups and headed towards the only city of the human race.

The demonic tide covered the sky and the sun, and the entire Five Kings City was filled with extreme solemnity and despair.

The abyss of heaven was shaking at this moment. The golden-winged roc inside was giving a warning and showing its murderous intent. The Buddha shouted:

"Dapeng, how many can you kill? How many times can you attack?"

The golden claws reached down, and several saints and true kings shed blood, and then that was the end.

The demon tide continued to advance, and the Five Kings City was completely hopeless. At that time, Bai Ju shook the King of Hell's Palace and summoned the Wind and Thunder Hell.

There is a female True King who stayed behind here, holding the ancestral weapon, standing alone in front of the city wall, facing the overwhelming tide of monsters!

She knew it was a futile effort, she knew her best option was to run away and wait for another day - but she didn't.

"I and this city shall live and die together."

The woman, who was not particularly beautiful, whispered. Her reputation in history was mixed, not very good, but at this moment she took on the important responsibility and was willing to die without retreating.

This is also the time.

There is a river of time that comes from nowhere and rolls in. There is a tall and majestic figure that is going against the river and coming back again!

Then, in front of the Five Kings City.

"bring it on."

The demon tide has arrived, Wu Zhao holds the ancestral weapon in her hand, and goes to meet them, laughing and fighting. In the end, her body is covered in blood and she is on the verge of death!

“Little King Wu!” The people in the city were crying. There was a piece of pure land outside the city where countless people were staring at everything quietly and were preparing to evacuate - they were all incarnations of the giant king.

"What a pity!" Wu Zhao sighed softly, and finally looked back at the magnificent Five Kings City.

When the woman looked back, she was not charming at all, but rather had an extraordinary heroic appearance.

She was exhausted, and leaned against the city wall, holding the ancestral weapon high, staring calmly at the tide of monsters, staring at the bloody spears that were nailed at her, knowing that there was no escape, and waiting for death calmly.

The spears came suddenly.

But it stopped three inches in front of Wu Zhao's chest.

Wu Zhao was stunned and looked sideways. It was a young man who had stood beside her at some point and grabbed the spear.

"Who are you?" she asked softly.

He wore a nine-tasseled imperial crown on his head and a purple imperial robe. He had a handsome face and a gentle smile.

Zhou Mu, who walked out of time and back from the future, looked at the still intact Five Kings City and sighed softly:
"Come back."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Mu looked at the surging tide of demons, at the demon saints and true kings, and at the endless powerful beings and demon fairies.

He said:

"Why bother?"

Wu Zhao watched the young man walk up and face the vast monster tide alone. The monsters were laughing and cheering, preparing to feast on the monsters. Then Buddha came and casually slapped the young man to death who was blocking the monster tide.

Then, the Buddha died.

The surging tide of demons suddenly stopped.

Zhou Mu pinched the Buddha's head and gently crushed it into pieces, and the Buddha's light exploded.

Under the gaze of the entire Five Kings City, and amid the stunned eyes of the monsters, he sighed again:
"Why bother?"

In the city, in the Yama Palace, Bo Ju, who was sitting upright, stood up in astonishment and said blankly:
"Is that another incarnation of the teacher?"

"But why?"

Before Bai Ju finished speaking, he saw the young man who was suspected to be his teacher walking into the tide of monsters with bare hands, step by step.

Followed by.

The demons are falling like rain.

"Seventy-two techniques, to slay demons." Zhou Mu whispered.

The demon tide covering thousands of miles was shattered in an instant, the sacred roar was bleedin', the true king fled, and then died.

"Who are you!" a demon saint asked in despair.

"I?"

The young man smiled, his imperial robe rustled, and demon blood flowed through his body.

"You can call me Beidi."

"You can also call me Zhou Mu."

Zhou Mu?

Wu Zhao, the people in the city, and the remaining monsters were all pondering over this name. Some people and monsters found the name very familiar, and suddenly they recalled several years ago, the small monster city.

now.

Zhou Mu finally let out a deep breath.

The pure energy turned into a torrent, drowning the remaining demons, the remaining true kings, and the sacred beings.

Bones are scattered all over the ground, but the world is peaceful.

The monster died completely.

Wu Zhao looked at the scene blankly, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word. She felt as if she was in a dream at the moment - it was sacred!
More than ten saints!
Just, dead?
When did such a terrifying creature appear in the human race? Wu Zhao didn't understand, and the people in the Five Kings City didn't understand either. Zhuang Zhou, who was walking in the air and ready to take action, was also at a loss.

Zhou Mu saw Zhuang Zhou and nodded slightly to him, then turned his head and stared at the countless giant avatars who were about to flee.
The giant king incarnations froze, and all turned their heads stiffly, looking at Zhou Mu and smiling with difficulty.

Murderous intentions arise from the sky, and the stars change.

Countless incarnations of giant kings were covered in blood.

At the same time, in the sky, Mount Kunlun suddenly began to shake, roar, and fall!
It was Emperor Ku, he embraced Jianmu and struck it down!
The entire Kunlun fell towards the Five Kings City. The people were horrified, but soon regained their composure - Kunlun crashed.

It crashed into the palm of the hand of the man who called himself Northern Emperor and Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu held up the ruins of Kunlun and watched the torrent of immortality rushing forward. In the mountain, those kings who should have died in the collapse of Kunlun also survived.

"Who are you?!"

Inside Kunlun, the seriously injured Emperor Ku asked in astonishment, Confucius smiled, the Great Sage looked up, Zhou Mu in the ruins stared at Zhou Mu who was holding up the ruins,
The him in the past and the him in the future smiled at each other.

"I can walk through the years, and regrets should not exist."

Zhou Mu muttered to himself and placed the ruins of Kunlun in front of the Five Kings City. Suddenly, he felt a sense of evil and did not rush to withdraw from this period of time. Instead, he stepped into the [Heavenly Abyss].

In the abyss of heaven.

The Golden-winged Roc, who was anxious about the events in the outside world but could not see through them, suddenly became terrified and suddenly raised his huge head:
"Who?!"

The former Tianyuan was originally buried under the ruins of Kunlun. At this moment, Zhou Mu held up the ruins and put them aside. Tianyuan was naturally buried.
But the Golden-Winged Dapeng is Daluo, and has remained consistent over time. As far as he can remember, no living creature has entered the abyss during this period of time, so he is so shocked!

He raised his head and looked at the person who came. A chill surged up from his heart and he cried out in shock:

"Northern Emperor!!!"

The golden-winged Roc was stunned, and his first reaction was to prostrate himself, but he was held up by a hand as smooth as jade.

"Fellow Daoist, please look again, who am I?"

The Golden-Winged Roc raised his head again, looked respectfully and cautiously, and carefully sized up the young man in front of him who was wearing the Purple Sky Emperor's robe and carrying the Zhou Tian Xing Dou on his back, his eyes widened.

"Daoyou Zhou Zhou?"

"it's me."

The golden-winged Roc was confused, but then he suddenly realized.

"Have you preached?"

"No, it's not just to prove that you have ascended to the throne of the Northern Emperor!"

Zhou Mu smiled and shook his head:

"He has indeed become the Northern Emperor, but he has not yet attained enlightenment - but it won't be too far away."

After a pause, he asked softly:
"Daoyou Dapeng, I want to establish the North Pole Exorcism Institute. Are you willing to join?"

"nature!"

The golden-winged Roc shouted loudly without any hesitation. Although he was still shocked and terrified, he also realized that a great opportunity had come before him!

His heart was pounding, and he realized that in the coming Fourth Era, he seemed to be
Can he also become an important official in the Heavenly Court? ?

That is the Arctic Exorcist House. It is the greatest violence in the world.
"Well, bye now."

Zhou Mu did not salute the Golden-Winged Roc, but just nodded slightly - with his current status, there is no living being in heaven or on earth, from ancient times to the present, who can make him salute.

In terms of status alone, the position of the Northern Emperor is not much lower than that of the Heavenly Emperor.

Although Beidi is the candidate for the Emperor of Heaven, the relationship between the two is not that of an emperor and a prince. To be more precise, if the Emperor of Heaven is the emperor of the dynasty,
Then the Northern Emperor is the "one-to-one king" of the dynasty.

Well, a little higher.

The Golden Winged Dapeng saluted Zhou Mu solemnly. Zhou Mu nodded to him again, then turned and left, leaving behind this period of time.
In an instant, a heavy and huge cause and effect weighed on him, which was the backlash of historical changes, but Zhou Mu seemed unaware of it. At the moment when the backlash of cause and effect came,
The boundless human race has already shared with him the weight that could overwhelm those with great magical powers!

"Now that I can travel through time and space, I should have no regrets."

Zhou Mu said this to himself for the second time. He did not return to the [present], but instead looked back to the past again. Now, he
There is no need to rely on fragments of memory to look back in time.

This is the [Power] brought by the status of the Northern Emperor - wherever there are stars, Zhou Mu can reach them with just a thought, whether in the vertical and horizontal space or in the front and back of time.

As long as there are stars, he can go there anytime and anywhere with just a thought.

The position of Northern Emperor brings more than ten great supernatural powers and more than ten great authorities, and this is just one of the great powers.

Zhou Mu went back in time, and in a moment, he had arrived eight years ago.

It’s Inu Juecheng.

He descended upon himself at that time—in the clouds, under the scrutiny of many great powers and countless powerful wills,
At this moment, the powerful men all took action to seize the ownership of this "Son of Erlang", but Zhou Mu, who was supposed to fake his death by self-destructing, just sat there quietly.

Silver Mountain Arhat stretched out his hand, Blood Sea Arhat punched, and Silver Horn Venerable's eyes were red.
Hands were reaching out to grab Zhou Mu!
"so good"

Zhou Mu talked to himself, feeling very emotional. He used to look up to the powerful ones and try to spy on them like an ant peeping at the sky. But now, these powerful ones looked at him like an ant peeping at the sky.

"Everyone."

He said with a smile.

The powerful ones who were fighting and scrambling all froze in their places, including the Silver Horn Venerable, the Blood Sea Arhat, the Ghost Clan Rakshasa, Su Daji, etc.
Even the True Kings and Saints who were watching from afar, all fixed their eyes on this tiny ant and were all shocked.

They were horrified to find that the lowly ant and the extremely weak boy,

I didn't know when, but I saw the emperor's crown on my head, the god's robe on my body, and the stars in the sky were slowly rotating behind me.

Like an extremely noble emperor.

He is an extremely noble emperor.

(End of this chapter)