Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 174 No One Left Alive (/)

At the moment when the black star descended, only a few cultivators at the half-step Nascent Soul stage noticed this situation.

Daoxuan, who was at the headquarters of the righteous sect, was still arguing with others, but at this moment, the magic power around him couldn't help but boil up, as if he had encountered an unprecedented enemy, which made him immediately alert.

Gong Yangyu, who was standing next to him, did not notice Daoxuan's abnormality. He only saw the commander suddenly fly out and fly towards the sky.

And there, another person appeared.

The armored Holy King stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the black star above his head.

When Daoxuan arrived, she sneered and said in a hoarse voice: "Daoxuan, your perception ability has decreased."

"Don't be so sarcastic at this time. What is that?"

Above their heads, a huge black star occupied most of the sky.

At this distance, the two could see the ominous aura lingering on the black star.

On the black planet's surface, a large number of black stone pillars stood tall, and on each stone pillar stood a black skeleton. The skeleton's jaws moved up and down, making strange but pleasant murmurs.

Except for a few people, the appearance of the black giant hardly attracted the attention of others. Some powerful people just felt that something seemed wrong there, but did not think deeply about it.

All they saw was a fat tongue flying up and down, with an unknown sticky liquid constantly pouring out, and a voice rang in the ears of a few people: "I am the incarnation of the God of Agriculture. I sensed that my believers were calling me, so I came here specially to defeat the false god and restore my faith."

The entire sound was brilliant and powerful, like the sound of heaven and earth, the avenue echoed, shaking Daoxuan's golden elixir and starting to give continuous warnings.

The Saint King also felt quite uncomfortable, but he still asked calmly: "False God? Are you talking about the God of Agriculture in Shennong Valley?"

"That's right. The God of Agriculture roams the sky, while the false gods bring disaster to the common people. As the incarnation of the God of Agriculture, I am here to represent the God of Agriculture. You monks, why don't you kneel down and worship me?"

"Ridiculous!" Daoxuan snorted disdainfully, "The God of Agriculture in Shennong Valley improved rice seeds and saved countless lives. If you are the God of Agriculture, then what were you doing before?"

"You're ridiculous!"

The loud shout made Daoxuan's throat feel sweet. He had to use all his luck and strength to resist.

Seeing this, Black Star sneered: "You are just a half-step Yuanying, but you are still capable. Since you have such strength, I will accept you as the temple priest of the God of Agriculture. Why don't you thank me?"

"Get lost! Let me ask you again, what were you doing before? What were you doing when the demons were rampant? What were you doing when the victims were starving? As the God of Agriculture, have you ever done anything to benefit the world?"

"You just need to provide faith. Whatever the gods want to do is none of your business. Don't try to guess the gods' will. That's not what you should be thinking about. False gods, just give in."

The god of agriculture rose slowly, staring intently at the black star above his head.

Looking at the God of Agriculture like this, Black Star's fat tongue moved faster, and a large amount of mucus fell down.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he felt something was wrong.

Staring intently at the other side of the space, it felt that something was approaching. The terrifying existence even made it close its mouth, and it could only stare blankly in that direction.

In the Demonic Sect’s territory, the ancient god’s body moved.

Lin Yuan threw a punch in the direction where the black star was.

This punch carries supreme power and endless divine might.

The power of this punch crossed the territory of the Demon Sect, passed through the Hall of Ghosts, reached directly above the mortal world, and then hit the black star in the sky.

Along with a painful groan, a huge fist mark appeared on the black star. The terrifying force did not even allow the black star any room to resist. Most of it was shattered by the punch, leaving only an empty shell in the air.

"You! What are you!"

The remaining Black Star wailed and turned around to escape.

However, this punch was not as simple as imagined. The terrifying force did not subside after the hit, but continued to spread and collapse.

Every time it flew outward, its body became smaller, and black powder kept falling to the ground, until finally only an unrecognizable human shape remained.

But the human figure continued to run away, rushing towards an illusory gate above, and kept shouting: "God of Agriculture, save me!"

It was the incarnation of the God of Agriculture, but it also had its own consciousness. It found itself doomed and could only ask for help from its original body, calling for its arrival. But what made it despair was that the door began to close.

Even the orthodox god of agriculture could not resist such terrifying power and could only quickly abandon this clone.

In the clone's desperate eyes, it watched the door about to close, and something even more desperate happened to him.

The terrifying fist force came again, but this time it was not aimed at him, but at the door.

The power of the fist penetrated the door. Behind the door, the body of the God of Agriculture let out a tragic wail. A large amount of divine power poured out from behind the door and turned into spring rain and returned to this heaven.

With the nourishment of the God of Agriculture's divine power, Daoxuan and the Holy King saw that many loopholes in the Heavenly Dao began to be filled, and the Heavenly Dao became more perfect as a result.

The clone stared blankly at the gate in front of him, unable to believe that the God of Agriculture had fallen so easily.

But he is a clone, and now he can clearly sense that the God of Agriculture is dead and everything has disappeared.

One punch.

The opponent only used one punch!
Staring blankly at the direction where the fist was coming from, he couldn't help but shout, "What is that! What on earth is that!"

"Ancient God." The Holy King said coldly.

"That's not an ancient god! Absolutely not! An ancient god can't be so powerful, what on earth is that!"

Unfortunately, his question remained unanswered.

The last trace of fist power was released, and the last trace of the black star's existence was wiped out. The huge star body just now finally turned into scattered dust and fell into this world.

Then the sky was clear, and there was no sign of the planets or the Agro-God.

The God of Agriculture raised his head and looked at the sky. Then he found a piece of heavenly authority falling down, which was the authority related to the God of Agriculture.

With a light chuckle, he took the authority into his body and then bowed to the invisible heaven.

The old god of agriculture died, and a new god of agriculture was born. Loud bells rang between heaven and earth, paying tribute to the new god of agriculture.

Only then did he officially obtain the authority of the God of Agriculture and become the new God of Agriculture.

After bowing to Daoxuan and the Holy King, the God of Agriculture turned around and returned to Shennong Valley to consolidate the authority he had just obtained.

Looking at the clear sky, Daoxuan felt that everything was like a dream.

He had already prepared himself to resist with all his strength, but he did not expect that the powerful enemy that had just appeared would be smashed to pieces with just one punch. It was truly shocking.

Looking at the Holy King, he suddenly asked: "Holy King, no wonder you showed up so quickly, is it because you expected it a long time ago? What exactly is the Demon Sect's territory?"

The Saint King snorted disdainfully: "Why should I explain to you what I did? You should be thankful that I only want to deal with the God of Agriculture, not you."

After saying this, the Saint King found a space crack, jumped into it, and directly escaped into the Demon Gate, leaving only a confused Daoxuan.

The Holy King returned to the Demon Sect's Origin Sect. After entering the secret room, he took off his armor, revealing the sweat-soaked Yao Guang inside.

Without taking a shower, she lay directly on the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and almost cried.

"what happened!"

"Why can we still see the ancient gods taking action in the human world!"

"How on earth can you let me go?"

"Aba Aba!"

In Shennong Valley, Lin Yuan looked at his fist, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"I wanted to leave him alive..."

(End of this chapter)