Chapter 539: Crushing the Gods, the Ultimate in the World
"Li Daoxuan, it's you!"
There was a hint of solemnity in the God of Plague's voice.
Although he had just woken up, he had already heard of Li Daoxuan's name.
The Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, the strongest person in the Yang Shen Realm, can kill other Yang Shen Realm masters with a single arrow from thousands of miles away. His combat power is so high that he almost surpasses those of the same level.
In addition, he is also proficient in thunder magic, swordsmanship, and the laws of heaven and earth. He also has the third eye like Erlang Shen and is suspected to be the reincarnation of an immortal.
The God of Plague did not expect that he would meet the most powerful person in the world so soon.
If he was in his prime, he would naturally not be afraid of a small Yang Shen realm, but he is now not the Lu Yue of the past, but a new will born in Lu Yue's body.
Of all the magic weapons on his body, only a plague-shaped banner remains.
There was a hint of fear in the God of Plague's eyes. He wanted to retreat, but he was reluctant to part with the magic weapon that once belonged to him from Li Daoxuan.
That was his destiny.
"The God of Plague is also considered a legitimate god in heaven, and he once enjoyed the incense of the people. Since you have accepted the cause and effect, you poisoned the entire Juye County as soon as you woke up, leaving corpses all over the ground and the plague raging..."
There was a hint of coldness in Li Daoxuan's eyes.
"Do you really think that the Tang Dynasty will not kill gods?"
Cutting down mountains and destroying temples, trampling evil gods with horses, no matter how high and mighty a god is, if he brings disaster to the people and does evil, he is a demon to the court and an object to be conquered by Zhelong!
As I said before, the land of China does not tolerate idle gods, let alone evil gods.
This is Li Daoxuan’s philosophy in managing Zhelong. He wants to kill demons and take care of gods as well!
There was a hint of sneer in the God of Plague's eyes.
"Li Daoxuan, you are a man of character, but unfortunately, you are somewhat ignorant of the current situation."
The heaven had long since disappeared, and the Shinto order had collapsed. Why should he continue to follow the old path of becoming a god through worshipping incense?
The so-called God of Plague should feed on the illness and despair of mortals. This is the fastest way to become stronger. Just the Juye County has greatly improved his strength. If he allows the plague to ravage the entire world, he will definitely surpass Lu Yue of that year!
This era was truly wonderful for him.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and asked again: "What is your relationship with Jia Huo?"
Jia Huo threatened the land of Qi County and led them here. His purpose was to use the God of Plague to kill himself and others. It can be seen that Jia Huo was not unfamiliar with this God of Plague.
The God of Plague did not answer this question. He waved the Plague Banner, mobilizing the miasma between heaven and earth, making the surroundings white and hiding his figure.
"Li Daoxuan, hand over the Plague Bell, it is my treasure!"
"Haha, your treasure?"
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and the Plague Bell floated in his palm, emitting glass-like light, swirling and dancing according to his will, as if he were controlling it with his own arm .
"Excuse me, it follows me now."
jingle!
The plague bell rang and attacked the God of Plague directly.
The miasma around him suddenly stagnated. The God of Plague never thought that one day he would be attacked by his own magic weapon and have to endure the pain of the Plague Bell.
The sound of the bell penetrated deep into the soul, just like insects carrying countless germs that drilled into the bone marrow, crawled into the brain, and devoured the delicious brain matter at will.
Even though the body of the God of Plague had extremely strong resistance, he couldn't help but be stuck for a moment under this magic weapon.
When strong men clash, a single moment is the key to victory.
The red mark between Li Daoxuan's eyebrows suddenly opened open, and his divine eyes were as bright as the moon, penetrating through layers of miasma and finding the true body of the God of Plague.
The next moment, the Three Realms Gourd on his waist trembled violently, and a golden light flew out as fast as lightning. It was as if a loud crowing of a rooster sounded between heaven and earth, calling in the sun and awakening the blue sky.
The shadow of the Mao Ri Star God appeared in the air, with shining wings and a red comb like a raging fire.
Top-grade spiritual treasure, embroidery needle!
In an instant, the Plague God's eyes were pierced by the embroidery needle, and the Sun's True Fire burned fiercely on his body, almost tearing his skin and flesh.
The God of Plague let out a cry of pain, but before he could react, he heard the sound of a sword again.
The sword energy of the Evil-Slaying Sword rose into the sky, flowing like a long river. The arcane runes and the sun, moon, and stars on the sword all shone brightly, and the sword pierced his heart with one stroke.
Although he is a divine body, ever since he poisoned the entire population of Juye County, in the eyes of Zhanxie Jian, he is an absolute demon!
Regardless of his injuries, the Plague God raised the Plague Banner and was about to fight back, but he felt the sky and earth darken, and a black shadow fell from the sky, blasting away all the miasma he had summoned.
Immortal weapon: Fantian Seal!
Boom!
The God of Plague was smashed into pieces of flesh, wriggling on the ground.
His sad and angry voice echoed in the surrounding miasma.
"Li Daoxuan, are you only able to rely on magic weapons?"
From just now to now, in just a moment, Li Daoxuan has used four top-notch magic weapons, the Plague Bell, the Embroidery Needle, the Evil-Slaying Sword, and the Fantian Seal. Two immortal artifacts and two top-grade spiritual treasures, their profound background is jaw-dropping.
The God of Plague was filled with grievances.
In the past, Lu Yue was also famous for his many magical weapons. He had three heads and six arms, holding two swords that could point to the plague, and many other magical weapons such as the Shaped Sky Seal, the Plague Bell, the Shaped Plague Banner, the Plague Umbrella, the Plague Pill, the Bagua Platform, etc. He could kill millions of lives with a wave of his hand!
Now he only had a plague banner left, and being bombarded by a mortal with magic weapons was really frustrating!
If it weren't for the amazing vitality of his divine body, he would probably be dead now!
At this moment, the God of Plague was extremely afraid of Li Daoxuan. He really couldn't understand why the other party had so many treasures.
Moreover, each of these magical weapons has a profound origin.
"Haha, magic weapons are also part of strength. You are the God of Plague, don't you even understand this simple truth?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head, as if he had used too much force.
The first time he faced the resurrected evil god, he was a little excited. He used the four great treasures at once and smashed the plague god into a pool of meat paste.
God, it seems, is just this?
If the God of Plague knew what he was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.
It is obvious that you are too strong even though you are in Yang Shen realm, and you blame others for being too weak?
In addition, he had just woken up not long ago, and only a small part of his magic power had been recovered. Although his body was a divine body, it was not an existence like Yang Jian whose body had become a saint, so his combat power was limited.
The most annoying thing is that the Taoist robe this guy is wearing is also a top-grade spiritual treasure, which blocks his miasma attacks!
How to fight this?
The miasma became thicker and thicker, rushing towards everyone like a wave, but was blocked by the five-colored fairy light.
Li Daoxuan exhaled lightly.
call!
The wind howled like a tornado, blowing away the endless miasma and revealing the blue sky and bright sun.
The 72 magical powers of Disha, borrowing the wind!
With Li Daoxuan's current level of cultivation, what he borrowed was not ordinary wind, but the strong wind from the sky, which could blow away people's flesh and blood and blow souls like lamps. Even a Yangshen cultivator would not dare to take it head-on.
The wind broke through the fog, and the miasma completely dissipated.
"Li Daoxuan, you hurt my body. I will come to you one day to seek retribution for this!"
The figure of the God of Plague disappeared, and he actually chose to escape.
The dignified god of the past had just awakened and had to flee from a mortal. He could only leave behind a cruel remark to save his face. If this were to get out, I wonder how many people would be shocked.
"Just... escape?"
Lu Chunliang widened his eyes in disbelief.
When he saw the God of Plague appear, he thought there would be a tough battle. After all, he was a former god. But unexpectedly, the other party actually escaped?
The entire battle process was almost like a crushing victory. Under the hands of the national teacher, the God of Plague was completely defenseless!
It seems that after five years of seclusion, the national teacher's strength has reached an unfathomable level. He may be comparable to the heavenly masters Zhang Daoling and Xu Xun in the past.
Such a person only appears once in a thousand years!
Lou Ling grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan with a wave of his hand.
He turned and looked towards a place in the southeast corner, and said calmly: "Sir, you have been looking for so long, why don't you show up and see it?"
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang were shocked. Could there be someone around watching them?
Ripples appeared in the void, and then jade-like willow branches emerged. Each willow leaf was crystal clear, and it was sheening like colored glass in the sunlight, which was gorgeous and moving.
Three thousand willow branches sway in the wind, but it does not seem strange. Instead, it feels quiet, elegant and pure.
A willow tree about two meters tall appeared in front of everyone. The bark was a little cracked, and some of the branches showed signs of withering, appearing to be half dead and half alive.
"Liu Mingyue greets fellow Taoist."
A female voice was heard, and the willow branches swayed gently, as if saluting Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan's heart moved. She called herself a fellow Taoist, which seemed to indicate that she had some background.
Moreover, there was a light and ethereal aura all around her, without a trace of turbidity or evil spirit. It was obvious that she was practicing the righteous way, not evil.
No wonder the Zhoutian Xingdou Array didn't detect her whereabouts.
"Are you the willow monster that the land has mentioned?"
Lou Ling said coldly.
"Little girl, you misunderstood. Although I am a willow spirit, I have never harmed any living being. On the contrary, over the past hundreds of years, I have helped many people, including your friend."
Liu Mingyue's voice was very calm, like a clear spring, neither anxious nor impatient, but soothing and melodious.
The innermost willow branch surged, releasing something that looked like a cicada pupa. As the branches dispersed, its true appearance was revealed.
She has a graceful figure, delicate and lovely eyes and eyebrows, and is holding a bronze mask tightly in her hands.
Lou Ling quickly stepped forward and picked up Dianmu. She often practiced with Dianmu and was very familiar with her. Although she had never seen Dianmu's appearance, she would never make a mistake.
"What's wrong with her?"
Lou Ling found that he could not wake up Dianmu no matter what he did, but fortunately her breathing was even and her face was rosy, so her life was not in danger.
"She inhaled some miasma. In order to save her life, I wrapped her with willow branches and transferred magic power to her. Now the poison has almost disappeared. She will wake up naturally in a few days."
Lou Ling looked at Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan nodded slightly.
Lou Ling immediately bowed to the willow tree.
"Thank you, senior, for saving my friend!"
Liu Mingyue said calmly: "No need to thank me, I saved her not entirely out of kindness, but for Qingfeng."
"Xia Qingfeng?"
"Yes, he is my friend."
Liu Mingyue said to Li Daoxuan: "Daoyou, I have been holding on until now, not because I am afraid of death, but because I am waiting for you to come and tell you something."
"What's up?"
"Qingfeng...did not betray the Tang Dynasty."
Li Daoxuan did not say anything, but pointed his finger and activated the magical power of the Five Elements Escape, mobilizing the power of Yi Wood between heaven and earth and pouring it into Liu Mingyue's body.
The dry willow branches and bark gradually recovered.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist! "
There was a hint of gratitude in Liu Mingyue's voice.
"You saved my people, Zhelong, so it is only right for me to help you."
Li Daoxuan could see that Liu Mingyue's cultivation was not low, she had already reached the early stage of Yang God. It was not easy for her to cultivate to this level with the body of a willow tree. If it were not for protecting the Mother of Lightning, she would never have been injured so badly.
Liu Mingyue felt a little emotional.
"Fellow Daoist is indeed just as the rumors say. He treats us mountain and wild spiritual practitioners equally."
Before, she was a little worried when she saw Li Daoxuan fighting the God of Plague so ruthlessly. But now it seems that the rumors are true. Although the Tang Dynasty's National Master kills demons and eliminates monsters, he can show leniency to kind-hearted demon cultivators.
"Enough of the small talk. Tell me now, what secrets are hidden in Dengzhou? What is the relationship between you and Xia Qingfeng?"
Li Daoxuan had a premonition that the fog of Dengzhou would soon dissipate a lot in the mouth of this willow monster.
"Yes, this matter has to start from my acquaintance with Qingfeng."
"I was originally an ordinary willow tree. During the Eternal Night of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, I accidentally obtained a drop of the Green Emperor's blood. From then on, I became enlightened and refined the essence of the sun and the moon. In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred years have passed."
There was a hint of surprise in Li Daoxuan's eyes. This willow tree was actually a good opportunity.
The Eastern Green Emperor is one of the Five Elders of the Five Directions. His full name is the Eastern Green Emperor Qingling Shilao Jiuqi Tianjun. He has a very high status among the Taoist gods.
No wonder she called herself a fellow Taoist and was neither humble nor arrogant from beginning to end.
"At the end of the Sui Dynasty, I had already reached the late stage of Yin God, but was stuck at the bottleneck for many years. In order to break through the Yang God realm, I decided to go from prosperity to decline and experience the cycle of life and death."
"For this reason, I sealed away most of my magical powers and turned into a dying willow tree."
“It was at that time that I met Qingfeng.”
There was a slight fluctuation in Liu Mingyue's voice.
"Qingfeng lost his father when he was young. His family was poor and he also stuttered. Therefore, he was despised by the children in the same village. He had no friends and gradually developed a withdrawn personality."
"In order to change his stuttering problem and make friends, he wanted to practice speaking to a tree. Coincidentally, the willow tree I transformed into was near his home."
"At first he kept nagging me, and his words were illogical. Plus he had a severe stutter, so I didn't want to pay attention to him. But he kept coming every day, which made me a little impatient."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, which could make a tree feel impatient. Xia Qingfeng's perseverance was really amazing.
"To scare him off, I spoke when he was talking to himself again."
Thinking about the scene at that time, Lu Chunliang laughed and said, "That must have scared him!"
"He was indeed frightened by me and thought I was a man-eating monster, so he fled. But the next day, he came trembling with fear again and brought a gourd of mountain spring water, saying that it was for me and that he wanted to be friends with me."
There was a barely perceptible hint of smile in Liu Mingyue's voice.
"After that, he often came to chat with me and watered me. Gradually, we became close friends."
"Later, he successfully got rid of his stuttering problem, but he was still a loner. I asked him why he didn't make some friends, and he smiled and said that he already had some."
"He said I was his best friend and confidant. He gave me the name Liu Mingyue."
"Fellow Daoist Liu."
Li Daoxuan reminded: "Can you make it short?"
