Zhao Youshen's soul fire flashed: "Yes, the Three Holy Gods are extremely strict with us new gods, killing them at every turn. Especially the Holy God of Death, who will even imprison the souls of the new gods into his body
In the Kingdom of Death, suffering and suffering.”
When He Lingchuan heard this, he became interested: "Tell us more about this Kingdom of Death."
"That is also called the Kingdom of the Undead. It is an illusory divine kingdom created by the Holy Death in the void with his godhead. After death, living beings will fall into the Kingdom of the Undead, where they will suffer or be reincarnated!"
Why does his uncle sound so familiar?
The two words "reincarnation" deeply touched He Lingchuan's heart.
"The Holy Death is the most terrifying of the Three Holy Gods. Once, the New God rebelled and angered Him. As a result, He directly released an army from the Kingdom of the Dead. The number was overwhelming! The insurgent party was also a powerful god, but he was
This army led by Santa Muerte is torn to pieces!"
He Lingchuan's eyes flashed slightly: "Since it is invincible, how many times has this army been deployed?"
"What I heard was just this once." Zhao Youshen continued, "But with the decline of the heaven, the power of the three holy gods suddenly weakened greatly, especially the kingdom of the dead of the Holy Death. The Holy Lord Lingxu took the opportunity to lead
The gods resisted and successfully defeated them. Therefore, we respect him as the 'Holy Lord'. There is only such a holy Lord in the heaven."
Speaking of which, He Lingchuan had heard the names of other gods. There were real kings, divine kings, heavenly kings, and divine kings, but none of them were called saints.
"So who took away the life godhead? Holy Lord Lingxu?"
"The Three Holy Gods fell, and the Godhead was incomplete. There were only fragments. Holy Lord Lingxu got the Godhead of Life, but the whereabouts of the Godhead of Destiny and Godhead of Death were unknown. Later, the Godhead of Destiny was picked up by Nailuotian, and the Godhead of Death belonged to Mitian.
;After Mi Tian fell, the death godhead was also missing."
"Hey, the origin of Mi Tian?" I digressed from the topic, and he listened too intently.
"I told you, no one really knows. Don't you people often have one or two strong men popping up for no reason, like you? There is also a saying that humans often say, heroes don't ask where they come from!"
"Is this what this sentence is used for?" Forget it, he would not argue with an uncultured god, "Then no one knows why he has mastered the death godhead, uh, fragments?"
Zhaoyou Soul Fire flashed a few more times, but there was no response.
"Hey, talk."
"I'm too tired." It was just a remnant soul. It had resisted Chaos for so long and was exhausted. "It's about to dissipate."
He Lingchuan knew that it was pretending, but seeing the dim color of its soul fire, he also knew that it was working hard. This could not be hidden from others.
He took two white flowers from his arms and threw them into the water.
The white flowers penetrated the water unimpeded and sank. Zhaoyoushen didn't know what it was, but it smelled a bit fragrant.
It ate one, trembled, and immediately ate another.
"You... you actually have such a good thing!" I wanted to say "just a mortal", but this guy can't be considered a mortal because he can be with immortals.
"Give me another one!"
He Lingchuan held a small white flower in his hand: "Say."
"One time, Holy Lord Lingxu met with Duowentian. I heard him personally say that Mitian's origin is probably related to the Holy God of Death, and that the godhead seems to be inherited."
He Lingchuan suddenly said: "Oh, in His eyes, you are all traitors?"
The God of Zhaoyou is talking.
"What's the law?"
"The Holy Lord didn't elaborate, so how could I dare to ask more questions?" Zhaoyoushen thought for a while and then said, "But I have heard a rumor, so I can't verify it."
This guy was quite gossipy. Seeing that it shut up again, He Lingchuan threw the little white flower into the water.
Zhaoyoushen swallowed the white flower in one gulp, and his soul fire became a little brighter:
"There are rumors that the plan to transform Tianluo Star was actually proposed by Mitian, who also contributed the most to it back then!"
He Lingchuan wondered: "Isn't Tianluo Star refined by the Three Holy Gods?"
"You are only half-informed!" Zhao Youshen habitually ridiculed, "The Three Holy Gods captured a growing core of the world and refined it into a powerful but uncontrollable holy weapon; but they truly transformed it into an embedded
The Tianluo star that formed the barrier between the two realms was actually the five great gods, the righteous gods. At that time, it was already in the later stages of the war between gods and immortals."
He Lingchuan murmured: "That's it."
The emergence of Tianluo Star directly changed the form of the war. At the end of the ancient war, the immortals, under the leadership of the Dragon God, finally gained the upper hand, while Holy Lord Lingxu and others had to find a way out for the Demon Clan.
Not only did they find it, but Tianluo Star successfully rewritten the laws of the world, subtly affecting the fate of humans and immortals for thousands of years.
From this point of view, the transformation of Tianluo Star is a great achievement. If there is an ancestral temple in the demon world, Mitian should be worthy of enjoying it.
"But after returning to the heaven, the relationship between Mi Tian and us became very tense, and he even killed many gods." Zhao Youshen said, "I know about this much."
As a prisoner, he had a good attitude, not like Naluotian's clone who was smelly, hard, and refused to cooperate. He Lingchuan was very satisfied, so he took two steps back and pressed the sacred bone necklace:
Check out the correct version one by one!
"That's all for now. Okay, let's let Him grow."
He promised Zhao Youshen that he would let him come out of the puddle.
Zhaoyoushen was relieved to see that he kept his word, but what did he mean by "long"?
Soon, Dafanghu made it clear with practical actions.
In the forest of mist, a small tree soon appeared.
Looking at the face of the demon on the tree, He Lingchuan let out a long breath.
Zhao Youshen revealed a lot of important information, but he really didn't expect that the Dragon Punishment Pillar that Mi Tian built more than a hundred years ago to split the demon world would actually become an auxiliary weapon for the demon to come to the world!
This shouldn't be Mi Tian's original intention. It can only be said that the demons are not fuel-efficient lamps.
He patted the tree. It was not without its benefits that Zhaoyoushen turned into a forest tree. It seemed that his soul was temporarily frozen, so there was no loss. Otherwise, the gods would not be able to bear it if the soul was in the lower realm for too long.
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Panlong World, the eastern border of Xianyou Kingdom, Yanshan Mountain.
Just after the war, He Lingchuan rode back to the camp, carrying another person on the horse.
Seymour's army followed closely behind him, exuding a bloody aura.
The blood on this man's body wetted He Lingchuan's cloak and armor.
After returning to camp and dismounting, he personally helped the man down and took him to the medical tent.
The other party was still conscious, but unable to speak. He only grabbed a necklace, and the pendant was a wooden pony.
He Lingchuan tried his best to stop the bleeding without raising his head: "I won't do it for you, you have to leave it to your son."
The medical officer rushed over. When he saw the torn wound on the injured man's neck, he asked, "Did it be done by a demon?"
Chapter completed!