Among the golden immortals whose thoughts collided, two did not speak.
It's just that although they haven't spoken yet, their hearts are more urgent than others.
These two are naturally the two demon lords from the real demon world, Hundred Heads and Thousand Blades.
Unlike other golden immortals, there is a direct conflict between them and Ke Xiaoliang.
If Ke Xiaoliang is really on the road to inevitable success, then the conflict between them and Ke Xiaoliang will gradually turn into a 'small problem' for Ke Xiaoliang.
This is never a good thing!
Because when faced with small problems, everyone can solve them casually.
Although the relationship between them and Ke Xiaoliang has not reached the point where they are completely incompatible with each other and life and death, but when they become a 'small problem' that can be easily solved, then all the reasons will no longer be appropriate.
Just like... you have no grudge against the flies hovering over your food bowl.
But you picked up the flyswatter and swatted it to death.
"So what if we succeed?"
"This flower is about to bloom now, so let him take a look and be greedy for it. When it bears fruit, we will take the fruit and let him ponder for nothing." The Hundred-Headed Demon Lord was in the group of golden immortals, looking weird and yin and yang. said.
These words are very consistent with his identity as a demon cultivator.
Of course, it also speaks to the aspirations of all the golden immortals.
That's right, the word 'almost' was not added this time.
For monks of the Golden Immortal class, in fact, regardless of good or evil, it is just a criterion for their daily behavior...or a habit, not a dogma or even a belief that they must abide by.
In order to reach a higher level and see more scenery, when there is hope ahead, they will do anything.
"absurd!"
"Shameless!"
"I am ashamed to be associated with those thieves!"
"A devil is a devil. Even if he practices immortality, he is still a devil. He behaves dirty and cannot be taught!" Several voices sounded in the void.
Then there was a one-sided condemnation.
But the Hundred-Headed Demon Lord just sneered behind the scenes.
These golden immortals are all telling lies.
Who can't feel that the sky in this world is getting higher, the earth is getting deeper, the sea is getting wider, the forest is getting more mysterious, and the desert is getting more mysterious?
What does this mean?
It means that every Golden Immortal is increasing the avatar of the world they live in, Turin Dream.
By enhancing the clone's strength and increasing the clone's share of the immortal aura, we can lay the groundwork for the final grab of the 'Dao Fruit' in advance.
Of course, before that, they will definitely become more intense and unruly in causing trouble in the world of Turin Dream.
Either overtly or covertly, true or false, the chess pieces are spilled out.
For these golden immortals, Ke Xiaoliang is happy to see the unanimous "increase in holdings".
Any rich fruit will be coveted.
It is impossible for Ke Xiaoliang to stop operating and cultivating just because he is worried about prying eyes.
No matter what little tricks these Golden Immortals are doing secretly, from a fundamental point of view, Ke Xiaoliang, who controls the entire world, always has the overwhelming advantage.
To put it bluntly, these golden immortals are determined to steal the Taiyi Dao Fruit.
Ke Xiaoliang also took advantage of their ambition and greed, and Bai Nu voted them as free workers.
Changing the cause and effect, if there were not so many golden immortals' "great help", it would be difficult for Ke Xiaoliang's Taiyi Dao Fruit to be produced.
But unlike now, it has vaguely bloomed and has some signs.
All the Golden Immortals have 'increased' their holdings in Turin stocks, and the two Demon Lords Baishou and Qianren are no exception.
At this time, they didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
After all, no matter which angle you look at it, it is impossible for Ke Xiaoliang to leverage so many golden immortals to act with him, just to dig a trap for the two of them.
Although Jinxian's own spiritual sense kept warning the two Demon Lords, they suppressed it and ignored it.
In their view, it would be dangerous to fight with so many golden immortals and plot to steal the Taiyi Dao Fruit that Ke Xiaoliang might harvest. Isn't it abnormal?
How many things in this world do we do despite knowing the danger?
The situation in front of them was enough for the two Demon Lords to place heavy bets.
Ke Xiaoliang, who was sensing everything secretly, remained unhurried.
He will achieve all his goals and fulfill all his ambitions.
Precisely because of this, he must not be in a hurry, let alone expose everything before it is revealed.
Deep in the eastern jungle, the battle between the gods and the fire thief Xue Shaocun has destroyed large areas of the forest.
Yorom, the god of the jungle who is responsible for managing and operating this forest, can only hide aside and dare not intervene.
He is just an ordinary jungle god. This kind of authority, which is actually not very powerful, has been diluted by a large number of similar gods, and he is almost at the bottom among the gods.
At this time, the gods of the Heavenly Palace have already set up a divine formation.
The originally proud gods disdain to use such methods.
It imitates those aliens who cannot be completely 'killed'. It can twist the power of multiple people into one, and can also increase the power of one person and become stronger.
Facing the suppressed divine formation, Xue Shaocun transformed into a sacred tree, holding the immortal fire, and ran into it without hesitation.
The sacred tree and the immortal sacred fire are almost integrated into one place. The bright sacred tree seems to be lit by fire at this moment. The wood creates the fire, and the fire is the power of the wood. The bright light shines inside and outside, lighting up the entire swaying sky.
The Sky Mirror, which had risen to a higher place, seemed to be shattered again under this impact.
At this time, Bai Gusheng, who was in the Tiangong Temple, snorted softly.
Then he used even greater divine power to bless the Sky Mirror.
The sky is a mirror, and one mirror reflects the stars.
The infinite brilliance was led from the heavenly palace and sent into the divine formation, illuminating the gods with their power as if from prison and their divine brilliance as bright as the sea.
Bai Gusheng's move made many gods in the Tiangong Temple lower their heads.
Among them, some gods had secret connections with the main gods such as Tianhao, and they were just waiting for the opportunity to rebel.
They had sneaky intentions, but saw that Bai Gusheng still ignored the conspiracy and came to help.
Suddenly, my heart couldn't help but churn, and my originally determined mind became hesitant again.
The divine light of the mirror in the sky fell, and everything in the world remained as before, unmoving. Only the looming temple on the top of the mountain seemed to be swaying in the clouds, suppressing the glory of the eternal holy fire.
Tianhao held the divine sword in his hand, frowned fiercely, shouted loudly, and unexpectedly left the range blessed by the divine array without permission. He activated his divine power to the maximum and slashed across the air, cutting off black and white.
Everything in his sight seemed to be divided into two sections on the edge of the sword.
Most of the divine light cast by the Sky Mirror was abandoned.
Tianhao's move can be called stupid.
Only he himself understands that it has to be this way.
Otherwise, even if he defeated the so-called fire thieves and captured the immortal fire, his victory would not be clear.
After returning to the Heavenly Palace, if he continues to subvert and launch attacks, he will seem to lack the confidence, and the gods around him will probably not be able to work together.
The ambition that had been plotted for many years was almost shattered by Bai Gusheng's blow. How could Tianhao not be anxious?
In a hurry, he no longer cared about hiding.
The powerful force that had been brewing in the body exploded at this moment.
At this moment, Tianhao's offensive vaguely surpassed the level of the main god and rose to the level of the god king of the divine system... that is, his short-term combat power reached a level comparable to that of the Golden Immortal.
Tianhao has such hidden strength, it is not difficult to see that... he must be the chess piece of someone, or even some golden immortals.
Only in this way can he obtain the short-term Golden Immortal combat power without Ke Xiaoliang deliberately skewing resources.
The hidden divine power suddenly exploded.
The world seems to be completely occupied by this magnificence.
Tianhao's divine brilliance was shed without any scruples or reservations.
Everything in this world seemed to be moved by his appearance.
Powerful gods, newly born immortals, and even hidden golden immortals... all set their sights on this god named Tianhao.
"Oh! It's him!"
"It seems that this Tianhao is his chess piece. It's a pity...it was exposed too early and the chess piece was ruined!" Jinxian, who saw through the truth, showed a gloating smile.
At this time, no matter how many people were afraid or questioned, they could not stop Tianhao from drawing his sword.
At this moment, his sword was brewing with light that would tear everything apart.
The terrifying combat power seems to be able to cut off all traces of a person's existence along the lines of time.
Tianhao is addicted to such powerful power.
Therefore, he eagerly wants to become the God King of the Tiangong God System and become the most powerful god.
In the revelation he received, only by mastering a powerful divine system and becoming the most powerful ruler on the earth can he truly occupy this power and become the owner of this power... not just borrow.
Faced with Tianhao's sudden display of strength, Xue Shaocun did not panic, nor did he seem to feel any pressure.
He just shook his arms, and the sacred tree behind him spread out like two huge branches forking.
Either golden or white fire, wrapped around his body, integrating him with the sacred trees, light, and everything that shines.
The eternal rhythm is integrating into his body.
His eyes were filled with a vast amount of light. At this moment, he actually got ahead of the infinitely powerful Tianhao and took a step forward, possessing a hint of immortality.
Tianhao didn't hesitate anymore, he straightened the edge of his sword, and then struck with the sword.
With this sword, he wants to tear apart everything, even the immortal holy fire, must be cut open under his sword.
The fire and sacred trees were being chipped away inch by inch.
In the shattered divine glow, scarlet blood and golden soul flowed.
Tianhao looked happy and felt that the dust had settled.
Little did he know that just behind him, more trees were taking root.
The splattered divine light, the scattered blood, and the torn souls all became part of this forest.
The God of the Jungle, who was watching from a distance and feeling heartbroken, showed an expression of extreme surprise.
He fell to his knees... facing a mortal he didn't really know.
As a god, he became the first god to kneel before a mortal in the context of mythological civilization.
The flowers bloomed like fiery red flames.
The swaying flowers dissipate in the wind, scattering the seeds further...further directions.
Xue Shaocun's body and soul were irreparably disintegrating.
At the same time, the immortal aura lingering around him became stronger and more vivid.
At this time, at this place, at this moment... he is taking the initiative to achieve a different kind of immortality.
His body will perish and his soul will shatter into countless fragments.
But his existence will soon fill everything in the world.
At this moment, with the help of the power of Tianhao's divine sword, he actually integrated the immortal holy fire with his tree soul.
Finally, it was completely torn apart by the power of the divine sword.
He did it on purpose!
Because Xue Shaocun wants to 'enlighten' not only all the spirits that exist in this world.
He wants to give everything, such as rocks, grass, trees, crickets, ants... give them all the same and equal opportunities.
Those beings who will always be humble and insignificant have the possibility of working hard and having an extraordinary life.
The Immortal Fire is a ignited breath of immortality.
Only the power of immortality can crush immortality.
Xue Shaocun understood this, so what he was waiting for... was the god who could kill him.
At this time, the sword had already fallen, and Tianhao, who had helped Xue Shaocun achieve this goal, stared wide-eyed and went crazy with hatred.
He had to admit that he had opened a magic box with his own hands.
And behind this magic box, lies the horror that subverts all mythological civilizations.
God can rule over all creatures and destroy all threatening creatures.
But God cannot erase everything in this world.
It is even more impossible to reorganize this world.
After this moment, the spreading seeds will spread to every corner of the world with the wind, rivers, and even sunshine and rain.
Nothing can be undone.
Tianhao held the divine sword and looked at Xue Shaocun's dissipating smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. He only felt that he was small and ashamed.
How unfair this is!
How unfair this world is!
He, Tianhao, was born into the Tianyu clan. He was the son of the clan leader, so he should be aloof.
However, when the divine system was being established, an unknown person whom he had never heard of stole his position as the God King and remained beneath him for hundreds of years.
Finally, we got a chance to make a comeback and get everything back to where it should be.
But... everything was ruined!
From now on, all gods will be jealous of him!
Because it’s him... Tianhao!
He personally chopped the Immortal Holy Fire and helped Xue Shaocun complete the final sublimation.
It was him who personally extinguished the last hope of the mythical civilization.
From now on, all gods will be terrified.
They will doubt every tree, every flower, every mountain, and every river in the world.
Because these...all of them may, one day, become part of subverting the pantheon and destroying the mythical civilization.
"Damn it!"
"Die more thoroughly!" Tianhao was furious and could only unleash the sword in his hand wantonly.
The mighty divine power chopped the mysterious eastern jungle into dozens of fragments of different sizes.
But so what?
More seeds scattered in this power.
Those seeds, their roots are immortal.
The fragments contaminated with the Immortal Holy Fire will spread quickly when they fall anywhere.
"Mythical civilization... is over!"
"From today on, every moment for the rest is downhill. Even some of the gods will look stronger because of their crazy recruitment." The golden immortals have already made up their minds secretly.
They have seen the passage of time and too many ups and downs, and they understand it very well.
Except for those who are meant to be immortal, any greatness and beauty in the world will become dim at some point.
