Becoming a god starts from planting a Bodhi tree.

Chapter 357: Testing the Fight, Guardian Jinpeng

With a loud bang!

The dark universe seemed to be lit up, shining brightly. Faintly, one could see "behind" the universe, there were several ancient, huge creatures standing indifferently, forcibly opening a door outside the universe.

Then, it was as if a skylight was forced open in the universe, and a magnificent arch appeared between heaven and earth.

Endless blood rain fell, this was the blood sacrifice of all souls. The four demons used this to infect the will of the universe and forcibly build a bridge.

Blood rain poured down, and in the majestic gate, a magnificent and bloody road spread out.

When the first of the four demons' true bodies squeezed into the seemingly small universe, the entire universe was shaking violently.

The Heavenly Road, which is the place where the ocean of the mind and reality merge, was completely unsealed and became a passage between the wilderness and reality, falling into the control of the four demons.

Endless black blood rain gushed out from the Heavenly Road, cutting through the void of the universe and sprinkling across the sky and earth.

Every ray of black light and bloody rain contained the power of the Four Demons, like seeds of darkness that were about to take root and bloom into bloody flowers.

In the starry sky, warriors from various realms who had not yet left and had not been protected by the federal formation were unable to dodge and were stained by the black blood rain.

In an instant, half of the numerous warriors, regardless of their realm, instantly turned into a pool of blood and merged into a long bright red river.

The other half were "replaced" in an instant. Their bodies did not change at all, but their minds were assimilated by the higher beings.

To put it simply, they all turned into clones of "Wu Zhou".

Witnessing all this, countless warriors fled in fear and tried to enter the nearest planet, but were rejected without exception. In the end, they could only seek help from their own ancestors.

But none of the supreme beings in the various realms responded. They all stared at the third figure that appeared after Sakyamuni and Yama.

He has white hair and golden eyes, wears a black crown on his head, a fur coat with black feathers, and a black lotus mark on his forehead. His demeanor is casual and carries a bit of the meaning of "Heaven and earth have pity on me, and I have pity on all living things."

His appearance was impeccable and beautiful, and he exuded an elegance that would last forever. Even the saints present would be impressed.

He stood with his hands behind his back, standing at a very high place, overlooking the world and all the scenes. He seemed to have a smile on his face all the time, but his pair of pure golden eyes were extremely cold, as calm as an ancient well.

The devil is my Zhou!

Many supreme beings frowned.

Why did the demon and the Buddha appear at the same time? !
If Wu Zhou could really occupy the two great thrones by himself, there would be no place for the other two.

Regarding Wu Zhou's occupation of the Dream Demon Throne, the True Saints from all realms have inferences and concluded that Wu Zhou had reached some kind of agreement with the other two people. It would be more accurate to say that it was an exchange rather than an occupation.

As long as there is Buddha, there should be no demons!

But at this moment, the devil and the Buddha coexist, and judging from their aura, there is no difference in superiority or inferiority between the two.

This doubt made the True Saints of all realms frown.

The few forces that leaned towards the Yanhuang Federation couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, they only had to fight three demons, but now they have to fight against all four demons, which is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

A sword sound suddenly rang out, completing the clearing of the area.

Beside the demon was a Taoist priest with red hair and a blood-red robe. Four dark red killing swords floated up and down around him. The sword energy hummed and rolled, tearing the universe apart and chopping off the stars.

These four swords are too ferocious. Each sword seems to have been bathed in the blood of creatures in an endless world. They are filled with murderous aura, as if nothing can be left unkilled and no one can be left unkilled.

These four killing swords contain scenes from the past, scenes of the wailing of all living beings and the wailing of gods and demons, which are permanently engraved on the swords.

The red-haired Taoist in a blood-red robe flicked his fingers on the sword, and one of the killing swords made a clear sound. The sound of the sword echoed through the starry sky, and even the universe seemed to tremble.

Within the Federation, those warriors from various realms who were still dodging were lucky enough not to be contaminated by the black light and blood rain, but they exploded to death under the sound of the sword!

There was no way to dodge. The murderous intent contained in the sound of the sword was too terrifying, causing their minds and bodies to collapse in an instant!

Among the supreme beings looking at each other across the realm, someone frowned:
"This guy's four divine swords have taken another step forward. They are indeed the most vicious weapons."

"I wonder how his 'Three Thousand Ways of Killing' is going..."

When the three demons showed up, even the True Saints from all realms, who had been sitting on the Diaoyutai, could not help but be on high alert.

Some people began to contact other supreme beings and persuade them to take action together when necessary.

This is the power of the Four Demons. Even if all the saints are confident that they can drive them out of this world, they dare not be careless.

It is precisely for this reason that no one is optimistic about the future of the Yanhuang Federation.

"So many spectators?" Tianmo Wuzhou looked to one side and said with a gentle smile, "Why don't we go together?"

A group of cold snorts were heard.

There were some supreme beings who could not hold back and wanted to take action to measure the current demon to see if there was any hidden secret, such as if it was just a fake body that could not be used, but they were stopped by others.

Seeing that no one responded, Wu Zhou smiled jokingly and retracted his gaze: "It turns out that the True Saints of all realms are not as brave as the Yanhuang Federation."

"Don't be arrogant. We will get you out of here soon." Someone among the strong men from all realms said coldly.

"Yanhuang will be destroyed today, and you are destined to return empty-handed." The True Saint of Tiandi Xuanmen said coldly.

Wu Zhou laughed loudly and said, "Little Taoist friend Tianfeng, did you hear everything? What's there to protect about these sentient beings? Why don't you just stay with us and enjoy the great freedom!"

Ever since Wu Zhou entered this realm, he has displayed some kind of world-changing magical power, competing with the will of the universe for control of the surrounding space and time.

Unexpectedly, the biggest obstacle did not come from the will of the universe itself, but from the depths of the Federation, from the young man who once called himself Tiandao.

"That's a bit too much nonsense."

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice with indifference and majesty sounded, like a cloud hanging from the sky, stirring up boundless murderous intent.

This voice seemed to be omnipresent. The moment it sounded, it spread to the minds of all living beings and covered the boundless starry sky.

Just a moment.

The starry sky became quiet.

The world was completely silent, as still as a grave.

The red-haired Taoist stretched out his hand, grasped a killing sword, and swung it forward lightly.

With one sword, everything in the world seemed to be tightly grasped by an infinite hand, unable to move at all and could only wait to be killed!
This sword had the intention of solidifying time and space, slashing towards the federal territory below that had already been connected as one.

Just as the sword light filled with endless murderous intent was about to fall, a blade light as aggressive as fire and as powerful as thunder suddenly appeared!
A sword slashed vertically between heaven and earth, and the fiery heat surging within it made the eyes of the red-haired Taoist who made the move flicker slightly.

"Bu'ah Xia Dao, cut off the karma and cut me?"

Among the four bright rays of light, a god walked out from one of them... a hero?
After taking a breath, he seemed like a different person. The statue that had been sitting on the altar for thousands of years suddenly became human, and changed from a calm god to a "young man".

High-spirited, heroic, and chivalrous.

He stretched out his hand and grasped a narrow knife, with chivalry as the handle and chivalry as the blade.

The saints who were looking at each other across the realm had never expected that the first person to take action from the Yanhuang Federation would be Yang Qingshan.

This person ranks only last among the seven people in the Federation. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Qin Tianfeng and He Donghuang are above him.

But when they saw it today, everyone was slightly surprised.

Could this man's swordsmanship ten thousand years ago be even a little bit as powerful as it is today?

After thousands of years of silence, he should have made no progress, but he still managed to develop this chivalrous spirit.

The red-haired Taoist said coldly: "You dare to stand out without even a magic weapon in your hand?"

The narrow knife was extremely long and as shiny as water. Yang Qingshan dragged the knife at a steady pace.

Wu Zhou narrowed his eyes and smiled, commenting: "This is a desperate effort."

With their keen eyesight, the two of them could see Yang Qingshan's current condition.

Ten thousand years ago, these four people entered Shintoism and used it to preserve their own status and to prevent the Federation from falling into the spiritual ocean.

But the price is that there will be no further progress.

Not to mention becoming a true saint, all your Taoist power will stagnate from then on, and even if you go through countless calamities, it will not increase at all.

But at this moment, Yang Qingshan's chivalrous spirit was in full swing with the blessing of the universe.

"Desperately?"

The red-haired Taoist flicked his fingers, and boundless karma and billions of grievances turned into scarlet chains. He sneered,

"This is the result of the evil karma of all living beings. Can your sword cut it all off? You..."

The speech stopped abruptly.

A shadow like a flaming knife flashed across the red-haired Taoist's eyes.

Yang Qingshan raised his head. The four demons were high above, towering over all living beings. Even if they invaded this world, they remained unchanged.

……

The Deep Four Guardians

In the vast ocean, a chaotic green lotus is rooted, connecting the sky and the earth, towering into the clouds, and in the lotus is the Taoist Green Lotus.

He sighed.

Ten thousand years ago, Yang Qingshan was restricted by the current situation. He had to sit on the altar without even making a single move. This cut off his own path to success, and he had no chance of further progress since then...

He knew very well how long Yang Qingshan had to endure this blow.

However, the gap between realm and power cannot be overcome by willpower alone...

……

The clanging of the killing sword was deafening, and its killing intent alone was unparalleled in the world. The sword was red, as if the blood of God was flowing, terrifying.

The three sword lights intersected, and one could see the scene of lives being destroyed, corpses piled up like mountains, and stars being extinguished!
Under the sword light.

The sword light shattered, the chivalrous sword shattered.

Countless federal citizens who witnessed this scene showed worry in their eyes.

But neither our Zhou nor the saints across the realm have any intention of looking down on us.

Because of this one knife, the red-haired Taoist was forced to draw out his three killing swords at the same time.

According to past historical records, the last time the four swords of the Death Demon were used together, they killed a True Saint.

Wu Zhou's smile faded slightly. If these four people had such a transformation in combat power, plus the possibility that Mu Shitian or He Donghuang's power was still there...

This battle will not be a problem.

It is a tough battle for both of them.

Yang Qingshan's clothes were stained with blood, and his chivalrous spirit spread throughout the world, like a brand new military solution, adding a new atmosphere between heaven and earth, which was hard to explain, but filled the sky. He spat casually, spitting out the blood foam, not looking depressed, but feeling a sense of relief that he had finally cut the knife out.

The red-haired Taoist had a blank expression on his face as he reached out and grasped the fourth killing sword.

The chivalrous spirit that this man had accumulated for ten thousand years dissipated in one breath, but he also used it to condense an undying chivalrous heart.

If their plan had not been successful ten thousand years ago, a true saint would have appeared today.

“It’s a pity for you.” The red-haired Taoist shook his head and said, “You should have risen straight up and proved your immortal path to sainthood, but even if you didn’t die under my sword today, you would never have the chance to go any further.”

The demon Wu Zhou, who was standing by, sensed that there seemed to be some subtle changes between heaven and earth.

But with his vision, it was difficult to figure it out for a while.

"I'm back. Why would I get angry with a dead person?"

This sound sounded.

All the heavens are silent.

Even those supreme beings, or our three demons.

The second figure that walked out of the spiritual light was Ke Shuai Ke Qingxiu. He looked at Yang Qingshan, who had transformed into a soldier and turned into a rainbow, and spoke calmly:
"It's time to get down to business."

Under his feet, some wonderful changes were taking place on the Four Guardian Stars. Their interior was expanding infinitely and evolving into a complete universe, somewhere between reality and illusion.

The red-haired Taoist said coldly: "You have sharp teeth and sharp tongue."

The smile on Wu Zhou's lips became more and more intense, and he found it extremely interesting.

Interestingly enough, the True Saints from all realms gave him the feeling that they were not even one-tenth as powerful as those from the Yanhuang Federation.

If all these people could be assimilated, it would surely be very interesting. It is possible that there would be a situation where Wu Zhou and Wu Zhou would compete for the truth.

"Three Enclosures and Four Symbols Formation?"

Wu Zhou glanced at the area where the four guardian stars were located, and recognized the large formation embedded in the depths at a glance, and said with a smile,
"You little guys, you still have as many tricks as ever. What's your trump card, He Donghuang? Or Mu Shitian?"

"If you don't reveal your cards now, you won't have another chance."

Ke Qingxiu turned a deaf ear to him, turned around and walked into the battlefield where the four guardian stars were evolving, and said without even turning his head:
"Come in, I'll kill you."

Wu Zhou said with a sigh, "You are such a small person, but you have such a big mouth."

The red-haired Taoist had a blank expression on his face. As he stretched out his hand, four killing swords hummed and moved, with murderous aura rising to the sky!
Given their status, there is no way they can follow the other party, so they just have to break the formation by force.

Just as he was about to attack, the Buddha stepped in and stopped the red-haired Taoist, saying calmly:
"He is tracing back to the source, searching for the whereabouts of He Donghuang in the past. If possible, he will first capture He Donghuang's disciples."

"Disciples of He Donghuang?" The red-haired Taoist's gaze fell on a certain place.

It just happened that his eyes met Wu Zhou's.

The latter narrowed his eyes, and his smile became more dangerous:

"Leave this child to me."

The red-haired Taoist said coldly: "Can you break this great formation against all spirits?"

The scenery of Vientiane Bay was reflected in Wu Zhou's eyes. Everything in the territory of Yanhuang Federation could not escape His eyes and was reflected clearly.

Not only the mountains and rivers between the stars within the territory, but even the trajectory of every power of faith and will, contains mysteries.

The layout to this point can truly be described as "painstaking".

Wu Zhou said calmly, "These little guys have been preparing for so long, how could they let you and I do whatever we want? Haven't you figured it out? They are using the heaven and earth as a chessboard, and they want to finish the game of chess that happened ten thousand years ago with us."

The red-haired Taoist snorted coldly, and a cold current seemed to emerge, freezing the sky and earth, and all things withered and perished.

"Ridiculous."

After a miserable defeat ten thousand years ago, with only one game left, can we win today?
Wu Zhou said nothing, his eyes saw through everything in the Federation, and he was calculating Mu Shitian's traces.

Compared to 01 who is more concerned about He Donghuang's movements and trajectory, Wu Zhou is more concerned about Mu Shitian.

Hundreds of years ago, the Mu family of the Yanhuang Federation and the official authorities had launched an operation to search for traces of Mu Shitian.

In the end, the last remaining thought of this person in the world was really called out.

But the latter was unwilling to enter the temple, and went away alone, his whereabouts unknown.

As he expected, this thought still lingers somewhere in the world.

Wu Zhou felt uneasy because he didn't show up.

At this time, Wu Zhou suddenly looked towards the strong men from all realms.

At this moment, the strong ones are still on guard.

Because until now, 01, the leader of the four demons, has never revealed his true identity!
Similarly, from the Federation side, only the four great gods showed up, and only Yang Qingshan took action, while the other methods were not yet seen.

The two sides are still testing each other.

What surprised many supreme beings the most was that the four gods of the Federation were able to fight the four demons with the help of the destiny of the universe and the support of the great formation under their feet.

Even though Wu Zhou and Yan are not complete yet at this moment, they are still shocking enough.

——The latter two are like traveling far away, arriving in a strange place and still adapting to the local customs and practices.

at this time.

Wu Zhou’s voice resounded in each of them.

No one knew whether Wu Zhou said the same thing to everyone, but the expressions of many people had obviously changed.

Since these supreme beings could not help but reveal their emotions in their expressions, one can imagine how "misleading" the words Wu Zhou said were, and they directly hit the "vital points" of the saints.

An ancient being sitting on the altar snorted coldly, glanced at him coldly, and said sarcastically:

"You bunch of idiots, you won't follow the footsteps of that evil beast Wu Zhou, will you?"

The person who spoke was the ancestor of the holy temple.

Everyone remained silent, but stared at the direction of the four guardian stars, calculating along the two long rivers of fate and time, but still gained nothing.

What Wu Zhou said just now was just one sentence: "Are you willing to follow me to transcendence?"

Although the words are concise and to the point, they directly point to the intentions of the saints.

"To break this anti-all-spirits formation, we must either enter the four guardian stars to destroy the core, or destroy the foundation of the formation."

“Choosing one of the two array centers is neither difficult nor easy.” The old man of the Blood Demon Palace said coldly. He had grudges with Li Shoucheng and Qin Tianfeng in the past.

The foundation of this great formation against all spirits is naturally the many people of the Yanhuang Federation.

"Isn't it similar to the situation we predicted before?" Someone said coldly, "Just wait, there is no way we can clear the way for the four demons."

Everyone nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

At this moment, an indescribable brilliant golden light burst out from the depths of the starry sky, rushing straight into the sky and penetrating the galaxy!
The brilliance of this light is like thousands of suns completing their life journey in an instant, sublimating themselves, igniting themselves, and releasing all their light and heat.

A figure swept across billions of miles of void, like a burning eternal divine sun.

"Chi Wanyang?!"

The four killing swords suddenly rang out together, and the murderous intent between the brows of the red-haired Taoist suddenly boiled over, showing unprecedented murderous intent towards the newcomers.

However, this figure did not even look at the red-haired Taoist priest. He yawned and stepped into the depths of the Four Guardian Stars.

Seeing the red-haired Taoist priest's murderous intent surging and unable to restrain himself, Wu Zhou frowned.

In the past, it was this ancient sun god who caused Yan to suffer his first "loss of Taoist power" in this realm.

I didn’t expect that the Yanhuang Federation even found this person.

"You and Shi go together, I'll meet you outside."

Instantly, Wu Zhou changed his thoughts and transmitted his voice.

The red-haired Taoist priest had almost no hesitation. With four killing swords surrounding his body, he stepped into the battlefield where the four guardian stars were.

Suddenly.

What greeted him was a long sword that seemed to be the sharpest in the world, which cut through the chaos of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the five elements, and pointed directly at the red-haired Taoist's Taoism!
This is the Heavenly Sword!

boom!
The great roads between heaven and earth resounded, and unimaginable roars and shocks spread.

……

And on another battlefield.

An extremely huge hand stretches across the long river, brushing across the endless surging river, going upstream all the way, traveling through ancient history, looking for traces left by someone.

"Ok?"

This upstream journey alarmed many beings in the long river of time.

Even if the True Saints could not reverse the flow of time at will, they could already sense the changes in the movements and even the ripples in the river.

Some people tried to stop it, but they were unable to stop the giant hand from moving forward and could only watch it continue to move upward.

at this time.

A big foot stomped down with a bang!

Boom!

Suddenly, waves arose in the long river, and an indescribable roar echoed in the river!

This big hand that tried to go upstream was stepped out of the long river of time and fell into the mortal world.

An ancient and sacred figure suddenly broke through the barrier of time and space and fell into the world!

At the moment He appeared.

A sharp cry rang out between heaven and earth!
It was a golden ferocious bird. It suddenly opened its eyes from the depths of the ocean of its soul. Its golden eyes were brighter than lightning. As it spread its wings, it easily raised a huge ocean tide and rushed into the world.

In an instant, the sky collapsed, the earth broke, the sky collapsed, and the speed of this ancient golden roc surpassed the fluctuations of thoughts, and it pounced directly on the real body of 01 that fell into the world!

The situation became turbulent in the blink of an eye.

The moment Wu Zhou felt the aura of this ancient golden roc, his expression changed slightly for the first time:
"Mu Shitian!"

In the past, Mu Shitian once subdued a golden roc ancestor among all realms and took it as his guardian!

(End of this chapter)