“Then let the gods come to defeat me!”

Di Xin’s overbearing voice not only echoed throughout the palace, but also resounded throughout the world through the samsara sky, and could be heard for a long time.

Xianyang Palace.

The black bird flag was hunting.

Ying Zheng stood on the palace wall, I just felt a wave of ecstasy.

In the dark eyes, the light kept flickering.

“This is……”

“The first great merchant who nearly unified the entire world?”

“Even the last king who lost his country had such courage?”

Even though, in today’s world, from a historical perspective, Di Xin is a tyrant.

However, there is no doubt that

Di Xin’s rich kingly aura is enough to make all the kings in the world fascinated!

“This Emperor Xin is far different from the Yin and Shang tyrants in history.……”

Beside him, Gai Nie, who was standing with his sword in hand, nodded in disbelief.

Then, as if he thought of something, he narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured:

“Gods…Heaven……”

“If it is just an illusion, can heroes like Di Xin really believe it?”

The image of Di Xin on the samsara sky has greatly changed Gai Nie’s view of him.

But at present, with Di Xin’s attitude, if he is really a trickster, can he be deceived? Let alone…

Shang, thirty kings in the past dynasties all deeply believed in the gods and served the gods for six hundred years…

If they were really a group of pretenders who could deceive one generation of kings, they would never be able to deceive thirty generations of Yin and Shang kings.!

However, the existence of the gods is too illusory and unbelievable.

Even from his experience, the so-called myths are just the sustenance of everyone.

The world is so vast that there is no trace of any gods at all.!

At this moment.

Gai Nie, who is the contemporary descendant of Guigu, is also a little confused.

In the deep palace of the Tang Dynasty

“Gods?”

“Just for the sake of the illusory gods, they waste people and money, investing millions of labor every year”

“Work for these bastards who bear the name of gods.”

“Such a move is really ridiculous”

“The Yin Shang Dynasty deserved to die.……”

Li Shimin shook the wine glass gently and shook his head.

Although Emperor Xin on the samsara sky screen showed his royal demeanor, his behavior was extremely unwise.

Plus, history is written by the victors.

It is reasonable to leave behind a cruel name.

Yin Yang Family Headquarters.

In the dark attic

“Buzz……”

A terrifying wave of air suddenly exploded from Donghuang Taizhou’s body.

The air waves swept through him, causing his black robe to flutter.

Under the golden mask, Dong Huangtai’s eyes flashed with light.

“God… cannot be disobeyed?”

“The Yin Shang who defied heaven ruined their empire after thirty generations of inheritance.……”

“And Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou, conquered the world in one fell swoop”

“Could this day, and the so-called gods, have a great connection with Canglong Qisu?”

“Or even the legendary Canglong Qisu?”

At this thought, Donghuang Taiyi felt his heart agitated.

Canglong Qisu!

The power that he had been searching for but had no clue…

Now, not only can he see some signs, but it is also possible to see Canglong Qisu. The power!

Xinzheng, second floor of Zilanxuan

“This King Zhou is quite domineering.”

The jade hand held the window, revealing the coquettish and alluring purple tattoo on her waist.

The purple girl turned back with a chuckle, her eyes fell on Wei Zhuang, and asked:

“Gods, and heaven, what do you think?”

With strands of short white hair raised, Wei Zhuang crossed his arms and said indifferently:

“Maybe it exists, but it’s just a more powerful person.”

“As for the real God?”

“It’s nothing more than baseless speculation by a weak person about the vast world.”

As a descendant of Guigu Zongheng, Wei Zhuang has his own pride.

In his childhood knowledge, there are no gods, and the records of Guigu do not have any information about the existence of gods.

Just some Folk rumors.

He doesn’t feel that his knowledge and world view are wrong!

In the General’s Mansion, with only a few blood-clothed clothes, Bai Yifei stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky, shaking his head slightly and saying:

“A truly strong man never believes in gods, nor will he place his destiny on the gods.”

“It is even more impossible to mobilize the whole country to serve the illusory gods.”

“King Zhou’s move can be called tyrannical.”

Ji Wuye, who had a sinister face, stood up from the recliner, grabbed the wine glass on the table, drank it all, and said disdainfully:

“The loss-making general thought that this King Zhou was somewhat regal.”

“As a result, he was actually a lackey of the gods for no reason?”

“If this general were here, I would have sent these pretenders to see the King of Hell with a single blow!”

“Return the gods’ crusade……”

“This general wants to see how these gods attack!”

In the inn.

Han Fei clenched his hands and couldn’t help but have a trace of bloodshot eyes.

Millions of people!

In order to worship the so-called gods.

Di Xin actually invested millions of labor in a year?

This… is simply worse than King Zhou recorded in history still had to waste money and people!

However, even though he was filled with anger, Han Fei was not carried away by his anger.

He clearly remembered that the old man on the screen of reincarnation said it himself.

The Thirty Years of Yin and Shang Dynasties The gods have been worshiped in this way for six hundred years.

If the gods are completely fictitious, how could it be possible in the thirties of the Yin and Shang Dynasties?

………………………………………………

“Asking for flowers”、”Asking for a reward”、”Seeking collection”、”Asking for a monthly ticket”


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