In the Heavens

Cruel competition was staged all the time, watching the target worlds being targeted by powerful forces, the first emperor had to face the reality.

Don't look at the Xianqin Empire's great reputation in the wilderness, and even beat the monsters to flee everywhere, but that was based on the premise of gaining the support of the two holy lands of the human race.

Without the support of the top powerhouses of the human race, Xianqin would at most be a medium-sized force in the wild. The sergeants below are indeed elite, but they can't hold back the upper-level forces.

The cultivation bases of most of the high-ranking officials in Xianqin were forcibly piled up by the power of luck, and the actual combat effectiveness of the cultivation bases that took shortcuts is definitely not as good as that of the steady and stable monks of the same realm.

After all, the background is too shallow, and it is not comparable to the accumulation of countless billions of years of others. It will take countless years of hard work to turn potential into strength.

The horn of war sounded, looking at the undead army flooding in like a tide, anyone's scalp would feel numb.

Fortunately, this is a mythical world. For the Xianqin army, the densely packed undead soldiers can only be regarded as appetizers. The real threat is still high-level undead creatures.

Different from invading other worlds, if you enter, you will be hostile to the Dao of Heaven, and you must gather the power of the whole world to fight against the invaders. There is no Dao of Heaven at all in the undead world.

The whole world is full of death energy, the heaven, earth and humanity have all disappeared, and the breath of decay envelopes the earth, as if it is about to enter the end.

"This is a world that is about to die!" Stepping into the world of the undead, Emperor Shi Huang couldn't help but have this idea.

If he encountered such a strange world that was about to die in the chaos, the first emperor would definitely turn around and leave. Even if you want to plot the origin of the world, it will be after the world dies.

But it's different now, the undead world has begun to merge with the prehistoric. Once the merger is completed, the originally dead world of the undead will glow with new vitality.

The start was very smooth, and the invading Xianqin army was directly mistaken for ghosts by the undead.

Undead civil wars are happening every day. Although the scale of the war initiated by the Xianqin "ghosts" is a little bit larger, it still hasn't caused panic among the undead.

Of course, the most important thing is that low- and middle-level undead creatures have no consciousness, and they don't know what panic is at all.

Although high-level undead creatures have intelligence not inferior to humans, these creatures have a strong sense of territory and rarely communicate with each other.

After all, if undead creatures want to break through their cultivation, besides devouring blood, there is another way for them to devour each other's soul fire.

Low-level soul fires don't have much value, only soul fires that devour the same realm, or whose cultivation level exceeds one's own, are meaningful.

Being food for each other, it would be strange to have friendship. They all wished that the other party would die, so naturally they would not come to the rescue.

Thanks to the special circumstances of the undead world, Xianqin quickly killed an undead lord and took root in the undead world.

After the staged victories, the pace of Xianqin's expansion still did not slow down, but accelerated even more.

It's just that it's no longer just beating and killing in a daze, but trying to provoke infighting among the major lords in the undead world. The strategist, who had been silent for a long time, once again radiated a new style.

Although the entire undead world has not yet been captured, the speed of the invasion is still impressive. It's just that this kind of thing can't be envied at all. Except for a few forces in the underworld, no one thinks that the world of the undead is a treasure.

However, several forces in the underworld have their own goals. The Great Tang and the Great Han dynasties acted tightly on the thighs of the holy land of the human race, while the Yin gods in the underworld directly divided into three, some followed the heavenly court, some followed the Buddhist gate, and some followed the witch clan.

In the underworld, there are countless ghost kings, big and small, who are very famous in the human world, but they can't get on the stage after all, and they can't compete with Xianqin.

Xianqin's actions were just a small episode in the counterattack launched by the prehistoric camp. The ability to stir up a few waves is mainly due to the "dark horse effect".

If it is placed on a big force, no matter how smooth the progress is, everyone will take it for granted.

For example: the heavenly army is galloping in the world of Caius at this moment, and the unlucky God King Zeus died under the joint sneak attack of Haotian and Yaochi before he understood what was going on.

The Greek gods who are good at playing palace fights, have never seen such a scene, and they were directly stunned when the battle started. Before the gods could react, Mount Olympus had fallen.

The fall of the "Mountain of the Gods" directly broke the backbone of the Greek mythology system by one-third. The gods who reacted were not thinking about how to fight back, but were discussing how to survive this "Twilight of the Gods".

The mythical creatures that were originally defeated and suppressed by Zeus also jumped out to make trouble and drag their legs at this moment, making the gods exhausted.

Even if the world consciousness repeatedly warns, it still cannot stop everyone from revenge and complaints. As for the overall situation, it is not their consideration at all.

It's nothing more than chaos, the key is that many gods simply and neatly acted as the leading party in order to retaliate, leading the heavenly army to kill the Quartet.

The victory came so suddenly that Haotian couldn't believe it. But when he saw the information sent by the party leading the way, he didn't find it strange in an instant.

"This world is really chaotic. Maybe we don't need to take action. Before long, they will play themselves to death!"

Haotian couldn't help complaining.

There is no way, the gods of the Caius world are monsters created by a family of incest. In the name of a god, but without the responsibility that a god should have.

Looking at the history of the gods in the world of Caius, it is a large-scale history of palace fighting and incest. There is no morality or ethics here, only desires.

"It's simply a disgrace to the gods. Gods like Haotian can't stay! If we take them under our command and cause trouble in the future, you and I will become the laughing stock of the Three Realms."

Yao Chi said with a murderous look.

At this moment, she suddenly understood the importance of Tiantiao. If there are no strict heavenly rules, who can guarantee that the gods in the heavens will not fall after a long period of time?

Of course, there have always been competitors in the heavens of the prehistoric world, and all the major forces are watching. The gods do not yet have the comfortable environment to dare to die like this.

"Don't worry, I don't care about these scumbags. It's just that they are still useful now. We must win over them first. When we conquer the next world, let them be cannon fodder."

Haotian said calmly.

As a political figure, thick-faced and dark-hearted is the basic operation. No matter how lacking of available people, he will not accept this kind of goods.

Maybe there are some good ones among the Greek gods, but unfortunately Haotian didn't have the time to investigate carefully, let alone take the risk.

In addition to the chaos of the Greek gods, the core reason is that the growth potential is not high and there is no long-term cultivation value.

In this world where blood determines the universe, the sons of mortals are mortals, and the sons of gods are gods. It is simply a pool of stagnant water.

Practice?

That's purely overthinking, the Greek gods are all gifted. Occasionally exercise your talent, that is the master of diligence.

Once the cultivation base reached the limit brought by the blood, it began to stagnate. If you can't see the way forward, you can only enjoy yourself.

From this point of view, incest in Greek mythology was also doomed from the very beginning. After all, I have played everything that can be played, and the gods can only find excitement by themselves.

After sighing, Haotian got busy again. It's just that the current busyness is not fighting, but busy to appease people's hearts.

Eliminating dissidents is a matter of the future. In a short period of time, the leading party must be rewarded generously. Only in this way can the Greek world be controlled in the shortest possible time.

Of course, occupying the position of Heavenly Emperor in this world by the way, that's what it should be. No matter how you say it, you can't work in vain.

...

As one side of the world was conquered, the prehistoric camp, which was originally at a strategic disadvantage, gradually took over the dominance on the battlefield, as if everything was developing for the better.

It's just that Li Mu, who has a vested interest, didn't feel the slightest joy, but felt that danger was approaching.

The smooth sailing on the battlefield is clearly the result of the enemy releasing water. Why did this happen? He felt that he might be able to find the answer from the weird space connecting the prehistoric and the extraterrestrial world.

The world attack not only brings resources, but also brings endless killings. The mysterious and strange space is like a huge vacuum cleaner, constantly absorbing the blood, resentment, and calamity generated by the killing...

Knowing that there may be problems, Li Mu can only follow the general trend. Things have come to this point, we can't let all parties involved in the war stop fighting, right?

Even if he is willing to come forward, who is willing to buy it?

There are no fools in Da Neng, he can see that there is a problem, and others can also detect that something is wrong.

But the current situation is a conspiracy. Knowing that there may be potholes in the road ahead, but there is a one-way street in front of him, he can only bite the bullet and drive the vehicle forward.

Taihua Mountain, since the Hunyuan Dao was taught last time, it has become a famous holy place for practice in the Three Realms, and it is also the only holy place open to the outside world.

Of course, this opening is only for a short stay. If you want to practice here for a long time, you need to pay a big price.

Even so, it still can't stop everyone's enthusiasm, and countless people come here for exchanges every year.

No matter how lively the fight outside is, it will not affect the prosperity of the cultivation world of Mount Taihua. Fellowship exchanges can be carried out every day, and every hundred years there is also a Daluo monk who can give a lecture.

The only fly in the ointment is that most of the methods circulated here are martial arts cultivation methods, and there are relatively few other cultivation methods.

Of course, it doesn't hurt too much. Although the cultivation method of martial arts is special, it is very close to Taoism in terms of ideology, but there are subtle differences in the specific interpretation.

Not only Taoism, but also Buddhist monks can find common topics, but this refers to Eastern Buddhism.

Ever since Tang Sanzang's revamped lectures, Dongtu Buddhism has completely embarked on the road of "copying, copying, copying". No matter what Mahayana Buddhism or Hinayana Buddhism, they have all been neutralized.

Not only plagiarized Taoism, but also plagiarized all schools of thought. If you study carefully, you will find that there are more and more similar ideas in the scriptures.

Thought determines the path, doctrines and concepts are gradually approaching, and cultivation modes are also approaching each other. The only difference is that the specific subdivision routes chosen are different.

But this is not important. Generally speaking, everyone has become the same way, and it is no longer a confrontation between the right and the left.

Of course, the most important reason for everyone to be able to ease the relationship is that they have a common enemy - the foreign demon god.

In order to win, the upper layers are forced to form alliances, and the struggles below will naturally ease down.

After all, now that there are extraterritorial worlds to grab, cultivation resources are no longer so scarce. Everyone's core contradictions are no longer prominent.

Under such a background, it is logical for the Martial Dao lineage, which is in the middle of Buddhism and Taoism, to act as a middleman to mediate the conflicts between the two sides.

Even if Li Mu was very unhappy with the Buddhism, it was only dissatisfaction with the previous Buddhism that was filthy and aggressive, and he did not reject the changed Middle-earth Buddhism.

How long this situation can last, no one can know. The only thing that is certain is that the religious conflicts will be eased, which is in line with the interests of the human race.

With the ringing of bells welcoming guests, the bustling Taihua Mountain became quiet in an instant. A group of practitioners walked out of the cave one after another, watching the excitement with their eyes wide open.

Obviously, gossip is a human instinct, and practitioners are no exception.

Ever since Li Mu proved Hunyuan, the bells for welcoming guests have been clearly regulated, from one ring to nine rings corresponding to the identity of the visitor.

In the past, it wasn't that no one came to visit, but today was different. The Kung Fu bell rang every once in a while, as if it was an update to tell the time.

"Grand Master Xuandu!"

"First Emperor!"

"Emperor Xuanyuan!"

"Emperor Fuxi!"

...

The white-haired old man stroked his beard, and couldn't help sighing: "Damn it, all the great people who are rare to see in the past are here, and the great powers of my human race are gathered in Taihua Mountain. This is going to be a big event!"

It could be seen that besides being apprehensive in his heart, he was also somewhat excited. Witnessing so many great people in one day, there is more material to brag about.

As for the "major event", if the sky falls, the taller one will bear it first, and it's not for a little monk like him to worry about it, so it's better to eat melons first.

Perhaps because he felt that the old man's performance was too embarrassing, the young female disciple in white stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve to remind him: "Master, pay attention to your image, someone is watching!"

Realizing his gaffe just now, the white-haired old man blushed and hurriedly adjusted himself. Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the great powers, and they just glanced at him and ignored them.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, the white-haired old man hurriedly led his disciples away from this embarrassing place of right and wrong, but unfortunately he was stopped when he just took a step.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, wait!"

When he ran into an acquaintance, the white-haired old man knew he couldn't hide. Dodging at this time is an expression of guilty conscience, which will only make people look down upon.

"I don't know, friend Zhou, what is the so-called stopping the poor Taoist?"

While speaking, he also looked at the person with scrutiny, as if saying don't do anything.

Facts have proved that the white-haired old man is completely overthinking. The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't notice his gaffe at all.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are well-informed, can you introduce the identities of the seniors who passed by just now, so that Pindao can open his eyes?"

Everyone who just flew over is a well-known figure in the human race, but everyone has always only heard their names and never seen them. Only a few well-informed people can tell who is who.

It was so hard to come across it, and the man surnamed Zhou naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity to increase his knowledge.

After making sure that he didn't come to see him, the old man surnamed Wang's attitude suddenly became kind, and he replied straightforwardly: "It's easy to talk about, the Tsing Yi who came here first..."