All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Wuxian Great Wall Star Region.

Krishna Buddha Kingdom.

This was originally a prosperous trading star area with transport fleets and more than 3,000 planetary worlds under its jurisdiction.

Ever since the Great Wall Canopy was personally destroyed by the Will of the Abyss, holes were torn into pieces.

The unspeakable evil gods lingering outside the canopy of the Great Wall.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he projected a large amount of original power and successfully dropped pools of filthy and rancid incense ash in the Great Wall of Martial Arts star field.

In this way, strange kingdoms on earth with different customs and strange sacrifices were formed in the Daxia Star Territory.

Krishna Buddha Kingdom is one of them, and its spatial location is very close to the Red Yao Galaxy, about three million light years away.

Originally, Lord Mahakala once belonged to the Brahman gods of the [Indian pantheon], and his priestly duties belonged to the god of war and military.

There are two very important concepts in Hinduism [Brahman] and [I].

However, the concept of "Brahma" in the Hindu pantheon is an incomprehensible and unimaginable part.

Usually mainstream believers identify "Brahma" as the universe itself, and they gain system power through prayer.

So, the ultimate goal of Hindu devotees.

It lies in the integration of the concepts of self and Brahman. They try to understand Brahman, reach the state of unity of Brahman and self, and finally ascend to the dimension and be liberated.

The problem is bad.

The concept of Brahman is an incomprehensible and unimaginable part of the Hindu pantheon.

At the time when the Great Xia Yun Dynasty had not yet built the Great Wall of Humanity Canopy.

Brahma, the Hindu creator god, has not yet awakened and has been completely swallowed by the Supreme Mother Goddess of the Cthulhu pantheon [The Black Goat of the Forest].

The entire Hindu pantheon from top to bottom has been infected and polluted by the Cthulhu pantheon.

It is also inevitable for Lord Mahakala to become one of the twisted, grotesque, and incomprehensible outer gods.

Due to the limitation of the time flow rate in each planetary world, the reason is inconsistent.

Therefore, it has been hundreds of years since the establishment of Krishna Buddha Kingdom.

Devotees of sects worshiping the statues of Black Light Guangsi Tathagata and Mahakala naturally blossomed everywhere.

Small, fat temples rise from the ground on the dilapidated planetary world.

go inside.

In addition to enshrining the great Black Light Guangsi Tathagata, there are also some scattered sculptures of ancient gods.

"Praise to Mahakala."

A group of monks with fleshy cheeks, rosy faces, and black cassocks looked respectful and sincerely worshiped Krishna Buddha.

the other side.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims going to the front hall to offer incense.

There were young people and teenagers in the crowd, but there was no sign of anyone over fifty years old.

"Praise to the Tathagata Black Light Guangsi. If believers come forward to pray, they will be blessed with good fortune."

The host with a smile on his face welcomed the pilgrims into the hall one after another, and was very busy talking with the familiar pilgrims.

"Disciple Guang Deshui, I am willing to sacrifice five hundred old people in exchange for a defective killing fruit, so that I can obtain the sorcerer's method of immortality."

"If I can get my wish, I will definitely be grateful."

A pampered middle-aged pilgrim with a fat head and big ears, wearing brocade clothes and satin, couldn't help but rub his hands as he entered the hall, feeling a little nervous.

After Guang Deshui secretly made his wish, he couldn't stop kowtowing to the Buddha statue of the black-light Guangsi Tathagata.

He didn't stop until the top of his skull was bruised and bloody.

"Donor, it's time to offer incense."

The host Zhikong smiled, reached out from an unknown place behind his back, carefully pulled out a thick and rancid incense stick, and handed it to Guang De Shui.

"Come on nine and a half."

Guang Deshui gritted his teeth and stretched out his palm to draw the number of three hundred Laosha in mid-air.

"Great kindness."

"Nine and a half sticks of incense are the residual incense of merit."

"Black Light Guangsi Tathagata will definitely fulfill your sincere wish as a kind guest!"

This move made Zhi Kong very happy.

It's just that in this world, there is a strange country, heaven and earth.

The perfection of their merits is, in the eyes of the outside world, an ominous sign of dark clouds over their heads and karma.

If those good people in the main world who are truly meritorious come in with shining golden wheels of merit.

Instead, they will be beaten and killed by the combined efforts of these sectarians.

The concept of good and evil in humanity.

In this country, the world is completely turned upside down, and it is deeply engraved into the rules of how the world operates.

It was approaching three o'clock in the afternoon.

The time for Black Light Guangsi Tathagata's daily blessings was coming soon, and the atmosphere among the pilgrims at the scene was extremely enthusiastic.

"Bring Old Harm forward."

The host looked unhappy, as if the word "old harm" he accidentally mentioned in his mouth would bring bad luck and bad luck.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, remaining silent and silent.

Bang-dang-dang-!

Eight hundred ragged servants roughly pushed hundreds of simple wooden carts filled with earthen jars that could fit just enough for one person to huddle up.

Inadvertently.

A servant pushed too fast and accidentally broke an earthen jar, revealing a fifty-year-old man lying in a deep coma.

"Hurry up and pretend that you have stained the eyes of Black Light Guangsi Tathagata. Can you afford the consequences!?"

Guang Deshui kept kneeling and almost cursed in anger.

"It doesn't matter."

The host Zhikong stretched out his hand and made a circle in the air. Suddenly, part of the karma above his head was released along with the spell.

The venue was filled with black light from all sides.

Click-!

The earthen jar, which was originally broken into several pieces, visibly flowed back and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

The unconscious old man disappeared together with him.

This scene.

Guang De Shui's heart became even hotter when he saw it.

"If I could possess these powers, would I be able to live forever and strive to become a master?"

Guang Deshui couldn't help but swallowed, and then lowered his head more respectfully.

"A total of five hundred people have come to provide me with Buddha and good fortune. This is an incredible good fortune."

The host Zhi Kong looked disgusted on the surface, but he was actually happy on the inside.

Among the eight hundred ordinary old people, there are many who are 100 years old, and all of them are of high moral character and possess a profound aura of humanity.

For the human beings in the Yanhuang realm, people become better with age.

They are all an integral part of humanity and symbolize the pinnacle of humanity's wisdom.

For warlocks who practice the [killing] technique.

These old people are all great "human auspicious materials", and they are extremely precious. They can be swallowed directly without side effects and are a good "spiritual pill"!

What's wrong with old age?

It was completely a trick used by the monks in the temple to fool the mortals and make them voluntarily send the old man to the temple to drive away evil spirits.

at this time.

The black light that appeared out of thin air became more intense and gradually spread to the heads of the believers present.

"Praise to the Tathagata Black Light Guangsi!"

The pilgrims, including Guang Deshui, shook their heads and were mesmerized.

"Five hundred celebrities, plus three hundred respected old men, are enough to pick an eighteenth-grade Green Light Dao Fruit."

"Good, good, good."

Seeing this, the host Zhikong on the side had a smile on his lips, secretly thinking about what kind of immortality he should get from the Buddha.

"Bald donkey, take your life!"

A sudden loud shout interrupted the delusions of all the monks and the greed of the pilgrims.

The overwhelming black light.

Suddenly it turned into blazing black flames, and along with their karma that was so strong that they could not be dispelled, disasters started to burn directly.

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Filling the hole (Chapter 237, foreshadowing of the Great Wall of Martial Arts and Indian gods)