The Heavenly Court is indeed a huge force. If you join now, you will gain a lot of benefits. [Remember the domain name of this site, Taiwan Novel Network → 𝓉𝓌𝓀𝒶𝓃.𝒸ℴ𝓂] Zhen Yuanzi has a ginseng fruit tree, and he got the first oak tree in the Celtic world from that world. He thought that with these two opportunities, plus the way of druids, he could create a method. He could become a saint or achieve the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo. He didn't want to waste time in the hands of others. "What a pity." "But it's enough for one of us brothers to join." "If anyone dares to trouble you, I will immediately call for help from the Heavenly Court to save you."
Hongyun said half-jokingly and half-seriously, as if he had already joined the Heavenly Court. He can command thousands of troops and mobilize the stars in the sky. "In that case, I will benefit from your help." Zhen Yuanzi said casually. Hongyun nodded heavily. The two great masters drank the nectar again. Fuxi and Nuwa are studying the Destroyer together. Since Odin and the gods were destroyed, the power of the Destroyer is still there. But it has lost control and will not attack people. This is why Nuwa can easily take out the Nine Heavens Xirang. Unable to practice the laws, the brother and sister began to comprehend the power of the Destroyer. Odin is very powerful. Stronger than both of them. The Destroyer created by the other party has many laws. There are also many refining techniques. The two studied one by one and gained some results. "Brother, what do you think if we can create a creature like this Destroyer." "If you and I give them the soul and the power of the Zhoutian, will we create a powerful race to create the world?" Nuwa suddenly spoke. A glimmer of light flashed in Fuxi's eyes.
Recalling the feasibility of what his sister said. "Sister, what you said is very promising." "Why not create a new race in the form of the innate Tao body?" "Then they will surely feel the heaven and earth, be blessed by the gods, and the prehistoric world will have more vitality." Fuxi provided his sister with an operational route. "However, I want them to be like us now, not born with great magic power." "Those with great magic power are high above and can hardly peek into the mysteries of the world." "You should temper your mind step by step and develop your potential in your body before you can embark on the road to immortality." Nuwa began to think. She looked around and did not choose the divine material. She just dug some immortal soil under the tree in the fairy palace. Wet the immortal soil with nectar and jade liquid and knead it like this. Fuxi also helped on the side. The brother and sister started to mold the "people" like children. Kunpeng was in the fairy palace, looking at the extremely magnificent and shining heaven in the distance. Even when the laws of heaven and earth were lost, there were still many laws flowing. If they get closer, the fire law in their bodies can be revived. It seems that the magic power has found an outlet. Kunpeng knows that it is the Taoism of the Emperor of Heaven. "The law of the Emperor of Heaven is so powerful!" Kunpeng said to himself. He remembered seeing Odin and the gods in the world of Norse mythology. Those gods are extremely powerful, and there are many who are not inferior to him. There are also many magic weapons that can kill him. But in front of the Emperor of Heaven, all this is nothing. There will definitely be such world training in the future. He is alone and will never become a great man. "It's a pity that Hongyun and Zhunti took away my fortune."
"Otherwise, with my saintly appearance, how can I still worry?" Kunpeng gritted his teeth, with a bit of resentment in his eyes. Back then, he seized the opportunity and got the position of saint. Unexpectedly, he was given up by Hongyun. He was knocked off the seat by Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhunti took it away. Nowadays, Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin and others are all going to become saints. Kunpeng is still hovering in the late stage of quasi-saint. Without the top spiritual treasure, it is really difficult. After seeing the strength of Di Jun, his heart became more jealous. But Kunpeng's Taoism is very profound, and he can suppress this thought. "Di Jun intends to invite me to join the Heavenly Court." "His methods are extraordinary. If he forces me, I can't refuse." "But he didn't say anything. Is he waiting for me to propose to him in person?" Kunpeng thought of the power of the Heavenly Court and the power of Di Jun, and his heart was also moved. He thought that if Di Jun invited him sincerely again, he would half-heartedly agree. But after returning, Di Jun only invited the gods. Afterwards, he let everyone stay. Kunpeng also wanted to save face, so it was not easy to take the initiative to propose to join the Heavenly Court. Although he was troubled at this time, he was still a little angry. "Since Emperor Jun is unwilling to speak up, I must have a solution." "Otherwise, when the saint comes out, my situation will be even more difficult." Kunpeng is also a man with ideas. As the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, how can they be willing to fall behind when the world changes? One step behind, every step behind. Now the Emperor of Heaven is generous and willing to give up the authority to conquer other mythological worlds. But in the future, when the Emperor of Heaven takes back this authority, where can they get these benefits. Anyway, Kunpeng will ask himself, he will not share these benefits. At the beginning, at most, he will let the prehistoric creatures taste the sweetness.
The next order is that if you don't join the Heavenly Court, you can't continue the expedition. And there are also various harsh conditions. For someone as generous as Di Jun, he only needs to pay half of the benefits. He has such a good power, but he doesn't know how to use it correctly. Sharing these things with many great masters, do you really think they will accept the kindness? Kunpeng's small eyes revealed a mocking light. It seemed that he wanted to persuade himself that there was nothing good in the Heavenly Court. The Emperor of Heaven was also a fool. He didn't need to envy, nor did he need to think about why the Emperor of Heaven didn't invite him to join. The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to contain his thoughts. For a while, heaven and man fought. That is, Kunpeng's laws and magic power were all gone now. If it were normal times, he might have gone crazy. The ancestor of the Styx was tempering the Blood God Son in the Heavenly Palace. His Taoism was different from that of the gods. The Styx was born with 480 million Blood God Sons. These Blood Gods were born innate and controlled by him. If he could completely refine them, it would mean that he would have 480 million more incarnations. If he were in the prehistoric world, there would be few beings in the blood sea that could kill him. As long as the blood sea does not dry up, the Styx will not die! Going to the Norse mythology world, the Styx devoured more than 100,000 Daluo immortals. Created more than 100,000 blood gods. Although it is not as much as a drop in the bucket compared to the total number, it is a huge improvement in strength. The Styx only needs to adjust the power of the blood god and condense the blood god's heart. There is no need to comprehend the laws and consume mana. After condensing for a while, the Styx was uneasy and stopped. "This time I gained a lot. I got the blood god of 100,000 Daluo immortals." "And Odin's throne, the sword of victory."
"If there are two more such opportunities, wouldn't I be able to catch up with the Three Pure Ones." The Styx touched his chin and talked to himself.