Chapter 721: God Bless You
Chapter 721: God Bless You
The three times the godhead was shattered were not completely in vain, but rather a kind of accumulation.
If Yang Jian could condense the divinity again this time, he would most likely have the power to fight against a saint.
Of course, with just the power of a fighter, it is impossible for him to be on par with a powerful saint.
but……
If you are lucky, you can step in with both feet and be on an equal footing.
"Don't even think about it!" The origin of world power does not have very personalized thoughts.
It has had only one will since the birth of wisdom.
That is recognizing the Lord!!
"No one except my master can claim me as his own."
The source of the world force shouted in a childlike voice, it is very powerful.
But it can only work on humans. Without its carrier, it would be no different from a pool of stagnant water. And when it happened to possess Zanielcha, the opponent it encountered was the terrifyingly powerful Su Ming.
That axe blow will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.
Although axe-type weapons are very powerful, few people use them.
But for some reason, since a certain period of time, all those who can barely make it into the cutting-edge combat force have been living under a mysterious background.
And that person happened to be holding an axe like Su Ming.
"If that person hadn't suppressed my power just now, how dare you, a disabled person, be so presumptuous."
The source of the world's power was furious, yet as weak as a child.
In this damned Fatianxiang world, you can only be ravaged.
Yang Jian did not reply. Since he couldn't persuade him, he could only use the formation.
Fatianxiangdi has all the tools needed to set up the formation.
He only needs to find the eighty-one array centers of the magic circle, outline the shape of the east, and the destiny of heaven and earth, and then he can reverse the divine system.
Seeing Yang Jian busying himself, the source of the world's force became even more panicked.
"What are you doing?" The source of the world's power transformed into the appearance of a child.
But he had blond hair and blue eyes at first. As soon as he approached Yang Jian's magic circle, his eyeballs turned brown. Looking closely at his facial features, they were also changing towards an oriental person.
No matter how stupid the origin of the world force is, he can understand what Yang Jian is doing.
"You bastard, you are crazy, let me out now."
It was originally thought that even if Yang Jian swallowed the origin of the world force, he would inherit the position of the Lord God of the Slavic pantheon.
But this guy actually wanted to go against the will of heaven and change the origin, and tamper with the divine system and legal system.
This is no longer a simple invasion, but a tampering with bloodline.
Everyone was deceived by him!
"You have been setting this up since the beginning when you were willing to join the Slavic pantheon to regain your godhood, right?"
Faced with the questioning about the origin of the world force, Yang Jian of course shook his head.
"I don't have such a great ability, I just felt it by chance."
"I can eat you in another way."
It was said very bluntly, yet the origin of the world's power was unable to refute it.
"No! It's impossible. What's in my bones can never be changed in my lifetime. No matter what you do, if you eat me, you will eventually be branded with the mark of Slavism."
The origin of the power of the world is not a threat, but a fact that cannot be changed.
Regarding this point, Yang Jian still did not refute: "You are right, just like I asked you to be branded with the mark of your pantheon and be included in your pantheon."
"But I am still me. The things in my bones will never change in my life."
Yang Jian's calm words almost made the origin of the world force explode with anger.
How can a person be so shameless so smoothly?
So natural.
"Take a rest. The magic circle will be completed soon. You will be able to join me in promoting friendship between the East and the West soon."
In fact, Yang Jian has always been teasing the origin of the world force, but one thing is that he has never been disrespectful to Rhodes.
No matter how you put it, Rhodes had done him a favor, and it was this favor that mattered to him.
Unbeknownst to everyone, the two reached some kind of agreement.
Because Rhodes knew that once the West lost, the fate of their respective pantheons would most likely be defeat.
Amaterasu's Sakura deity is a great example of this.
Even left the stage early.
I just don’t know if there will be any miraculous means to make a comeback in the future.
But no matter what, the gods who are defeated will not have an easy time.
"If you think differently, it wouldn't be an insult to you to include you in the Eastern pantheon."
Yang Jian made his point directly, knowing full well that the other party would not agree.
But I said it anyway.
About a quarter of an hour later, the formation was completed.
If we look at it from the perspective of God, the magic circle is engraved with the three rivers and five mountains, the four seas and eight wildernesses of the Chinese land.
One can't help but feel that the territory of China is actually a large formation.
After the formation was completed, Yang Jian stopped all his movements.
The silence made the source of the world power suspicious.
"What are you doing!"
Yang Jian raised his brows slightly, "I am worried about something."
"This journey is dangerous, and I am not sure of my chances. If...if I fail, I am afraid I will be doomed."
Hearing this, the Origin of Realm Force was delighted, that was great.
Yang Jian continued, "It doesn't matter if I go. I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you. I'll disappear into the vast clouds with you."
"ah?!"
Damn people, damn place, damn formation...
Everything is damned!
So much so that it wants to die now, oh no, I don’t want to die!
"Come on, with this Master accompanying you, what regrets do you have?"
Yang Jian stretched out his hand, and the sky curtain parted, revealing a huge golden hand.
He grabbed the source of the world force in his hand and took it away.
"Asshole! Durak!!!"
A crack appeared in the sky and brought it in.
In the end, only that Slavic curse was left.
"Whoo~"
After swallowing up the source of world power, the sky became turbulent.
Soon they began to compile the laws of heaven and earth and tamper with the universe.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Yang Jian finally became serious.
“If you don’t succeed, you will die. This is how the great men of the past dynasties have achieved the truth.”
"I, Yang Jian, the Saint of Qingyuan Miaodao, am here too!"
This voice was like an imperial decree, making the rules of the sky stop.
Then it merged into a purple divine thunder, which was rare in a hundred years, no, ten thousand years...
The level of terror was unprecedented, as if all the thunder from the heavens and the worlds had been gathered together.
Yang Jian was really at his wit's end and searched all over the world for a holy path.
I found that only the path of overcoming the tribulation is the most direct and hardcore.
But when he really faced the moment of life and death, Yang Jian still felt a little nervous.
"Uncle, you went through 130 million tribulations to achieve the Great Dao. I am not talented, but I am willing to devote my entire life to accomplish this."
"Please bless me, uncle!"
At critical moments, people will return to their original state.
Please God!!
boom!
However, it seemed that he had prayed in the wrong place, as this piece of sky did not seem to be under the jurisdiction of the Jade Emperor.
Taoists need to go through the calamity of immortality to ascend to heaven, and they need to go through the calamity of gods to be promoted to godhood.
But there has never been a precedent of anyone achieving sainthood by surviving a thunder tribulation.
If his mortal enemy Monkey knew about this, he would definitely submit to him this time.
In an instant, Yang Jian was blasted out of his golden body.
He was sanctified in the flesh, but that is an exaggeration.
But now this bombardment is really getting closer to the body of the saint...
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