This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 33 Both of you, please go back
Qi water.

The killing momentum in the void dissipated.

The shock in Feng Jiu's heart was still hard to calm down.

An attack across the endless void left her powerless to resist.

Is it a big Luo or a quasi-sage...

It can't be a saint, can it?
After the pressure on Feng Jiu disappeared suddenly, the coercion she received passed to Zishou immediately.

As a prisoner in the Imperial Prison, Zishou can perceive everything about her in a single thought.

Zi Shou raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:
"It seems that the battle of saints is over."

"You let the wind go this time, so you don't have to go back dead."

"Really a saint??!"

Feng Jiu: "I..."

Listen to what is this?

Is it true that every time you let the wind go, you have to die and go back to do your duty?
Feng Jiu gritted her teeth.

Zishou ignored the dissatisfaction he felt, and he looked at Nine Heavens with a relieved smile on his face.

He was right.

As one of the six sages, Tongtian, the Supreme Lingbao Tianzun, how could he post a statement and watch the elites of the Jiejiao go to die.

"Close the cave door, quietly recite the three or two volumes of Huang Ting; throw yourself into the Western Land, and there will be celebrities on the list of gods."

As he said, don't ask questions.

When San Xiao was killed, how could he be furious and directly sacrifice the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill all directions.

The child is judged.

In the battle of the Conferred Gods, before Yuan Shi personally struck and killed Empress Yunxiao, there must have been a default agreement among the saints.

This agreement is that the saint will not make a move.

That would have been fine.

who knew...

The twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi seat are all the scum in the golden jade.

Sanxiao set up the nine-curved Yellow River formation, and the entire army was wiped out. Everyone who could fight was cut off with three flowers on top and five spirits in his chest.

By the way, several third generations also followed suit.

The elucidation and teaching are almost completely useless.

Yuan Shi, the old bastard, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he tore his face and shot it himself, which made Tongtian furious and sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Before you become a saint, Brother Tongtian, you still have to hug this thigh tightly."

"Brew a few pots of Lao Baigan at a temperature of [-] degrees later, and ask Wen Zhong to send it over."

At this time, Zishou has made up his mind.

As long as the saint doesn't make a move, he has nothing to worry about.

Zishou looked towards the south, where there were lingering mountains, among which three strange and perilous peaks stood majestically!

A pass is like a sea needle, guarding Luofeng County between the three mountains.

The corners of Zishou's mouth curled up.

With this No. 1 saint, if the saint doesn't take action himself, who else will he be afraid of?

He made Feng Jiu work so hard to visualize Yuan Feng's phantom, not just for the sake of mysteries.

Earlier, the phoenix claws protruded, and the birds sang together, covering the sky.

Brother Kong must have sensed Yuanfeng phantom in an instant.

"General Kong, when I visited you to ask about the way of cultivation, you are not a human race, and you know the secrets of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, did you tell me, or didn't you tell me?"

"You are the No. 1 under the quasi-sage, but you have been stationed at Sanshan Pass for hundreds of years since Shang Wang Wuding moved the capital to Chaoge. What is the reason?"

"Kong Village, Luofeng County, are all descendants of you, and the lonely dark thread has already sent the information."

"Speaking of Kongcun, I don't know what that fake rabbit monster is doing."

Zishou restrained his thoughts, waited for a while, and found that Kong Xuan was not in sight, so he couldn't help sighing.

It seems that the general soldier of Sanshanguan can really hold his breath.

He waved his hand and loudly announced the successful conclusion of the opening ceremony of the Dashang Conferred God Project.

Xuanniao became the first patron saint of Dashang, and the divine temple stood in Qishui and was incensed by all people.

When the voice fell, all the people shouted together.

"Go back."

Zishou basically achieved his goal this time.

The purpose of conferring the gods with great fanfare in Qishui this time was first of all to test the saint's attitude.

The agreement between the saints determines whether all his future plans can be carried out smoothly.

Fortunately, Brother Tongtian is very powerful.

Shocked the other saints with the power of one person.

Zishou pondered.

This time, the Supreme Saint probably didn't make a move.

Otherwise, this jihad will not end so quickly.

Taishang is the saint he can't see through the most.

During the fixed number of the gods, the Taishang didn't help until Sanxiao shocked the prehistoric world and captured the Twelve Golden Immortals in one fell swoop, and suppressed Yunxiao on the Qilin Cliff.

Zi Shou guessed that he would only take action when the balance of the Conferred God was broken.

Secondly, it is the Great Merchant Conferred God Plan.

Establish a god altar, canonize the gods of the world, and teach people the art of conferring gods on kings.

Set up a supervisor of the gods, establish laws and regulations to enshrine the gods, and supervise the guardian gods of the world.

This has touched the authority of the Three Religions.

If the saints can't agree, everything is empty talk.

Fortunately, the second purpose was also achieved.

His three goals were to take this opportunity to meet the No. 1 under the saint, but unfortunately failed.

The son received the imperial order, and the chariots and horses set off.

Wen Zhong sat on the right side of the black unicorn, and King Wucheng sat on the left side of the five-colored cow, surrounded by three thousand cavalry guards, and all civil and military officials followed behind Sheng Lu.

After Zishou left Qishui, the Xuanniao Temple shone brightly, and the divine light could be seen for dozens of miles. Everyone shouted Xuanniao Niangniang.

Since then.

The Xuanniao God Temple is full of incense, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims.

……

Cloud Nine.

South Gate.

Three figures stood in the air!

The Jade Emperor was furious, his robes fluttered in the wind of the nine heavens, he held the Haotian Sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the mighty way of heaven filled the air, covering the land with a radius of ten thousand li!

The queen mother's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she waved the plain cloud flag. The heaven and the earth were full of strange fragrances, and the dense mist rose and turned into a vast cloud realm.

The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother's eyes are so dignified, because standing in front of her is a handsome young man with an extraordinary appearance.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, feet stepping on five-color auspicious clouds, his head is tied to his temples, and he is wearing a golden battle armor. Behind him is a huge and incomparably huge peacock phantom.

With a wave of his hand, the handsome young man gave birth to five-color feathers behind him, which instantly burst into five-color light of blue, yellow, red, white, and black, illuminating half of the sky brilliantly.

He watched the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother quietly, and said calmly:
"The king of men enshrines the gods, so the heavens don't interfere."

"Two, please go back."

"Kong, Xuan!"

When Haotian heard the words, he glared angrily.

"You deceive people too much!"

"This is the South Heaven Gate of my deity!"

"You came here to block my way and let me go back?"

"I miss you, the dignified quasi-sage, the son of Yuanfeng, who is willing to sacrifice his life for the king!"

The handsome young man smiled lightly, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

He looked down at the human world, looked at Qishui's mysterious divine conception, and said with a smile:
"Destroy your life?"

"You're wrong. It's not me, but this king who is working hard."

"He sold his life to Saint Tongtian and me."

"The sage went to Yuxu Palace one by one with one sword."

"How can this seat fall behind the saint."

After finishing his words, he looked at the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother who were waiting in strict formation, and raised his hand casually. The five-color divine light behind him flashed bursts of mysterious brilliance in an instant, rolling up a vast cloud tens of thousands of miles away from Jiuxiaoyun, pressing towards the Nantianmen.

"Two friends."

"Do you still want to do it?"

(End of this chapter)