"The Emperor of Heaven does not resist the chaotic evil energy, he only carries all the chaotic evil energy of all living beings."
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's answer made Fang Ting, Xiao Yu'er and Dad freeze on the spot, while Odin stared at the limit: "I see, are you worried that we, the god kings with the authority of heaven, are plotting against the emperor of heaven?"
"There were indeed some at first, but then it was to let you lead Wang Xiaobin to perfect the Xuanyuan Sword. And then later, it was to see what the people behind you were planning to do?"
"The person behind me?"
Odin was stunned for a moment and whispered: "What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Milo chuckled and said, "You don't know anything? Then I'll be more at ease. Your Majesty Yukzanilza, if you don't take action, I will close the net."
As the Taiyi God, Milo's appearance is not only blessed by heaven and earth, but also improved by the Miluo Treasure Scroll. For a god-king like Odin, it has a very strong attraction. It's just the armor on his body and the war horse he sits on.
All have the blessings and blessings of many gods from the pantheon, so they can withstand most of the influence.
But in the face of Milo's sincere smile, Odin was still distracted for a moment. The same situation also happened to his father who completely got rid of the blessing of his name. In contrast, Xiao Yu'er and Fang Ting were not affected at all.
One of the two looked at the dull elder curiously, while the other was surprised that Odin was first obsessed and then showed a horrified expression.
"Who are you talking to? Who is Yukzanircha?"
In fact, it is not that Odin is not aware of the name Yuk Zhanircha, especially since Yuk itself is one of Odin's aliases, and Zhanircha is a member of the Slavic pantheon and died at the hands of Odin long ago.
, the name of the God of Magic whose divine personality was absorbed and whose divine body became part of the armor.
The two combined together seemed to be calling Odin at this moment, but Odin felt another force.
An old voice sounded from inside his body: "As expected of Milo, who is praised by the gods, you guessed that the person behind him was me so quickly. I thought you would suspect other people?"
"I don't think Zhanilcha can defeat you. Although her power is likely to be fused with the World-Destroying Dragon in the Nordic Gods, it is precisely because of this fusion that it is destined that he will not survive for a long time.
"
Milo's answer made Odin even more frightened, especially since the voice inside his body was still chuckling, and he was unable to make any resistance.
"If I take away his power, won't it affect your layout? If I read it correctly, you hope to save the soul of the eternally sleeping Emperor of Heaven. Is it okay to lose the World Tree in his hands?"
"I've got a replacement ready."
Milo bowed slightly. In Odin's body, he is the true god behind the ancient northern country of Greheim, the god of magic, the god of minstrels, and the god Yukzanircha who is also in charge of prophecy, wisdom, healing and poetry.
Out of this world.
As he left, Odin instantly turned into ashes and disappeared. His divinity, divinity, and divine power were all taken away by the true god. Everyone present was still consciously stunned.
But at this time, a roar rang out, and a bright sword light appeared behind Miluo. However, Wang Xiaobin, who woke up, waved the Xuanyuan Sword imitation in his hand and slashed at Miluo's head.
"stop!"
Fang Ting shouted in horror. The previous exchange between Odin and Milo had exposed too many things, and she felt that she should not fight.
Milo smiled and said: "Have you finally figured out the key and integrated the power in the Xuanyuan Sword? This is good. Only this kind of sword can help me cut through the fog on the Emperor of Heaven and cut off the The shackles on the Emperor of Heaven.”
As he said that, the phantom of [Yandi Shennong] appeared behind Milo. The blazing flames were cut open by the sword light, and the golden sword also lost its initial edge. With the sound of bells ringing, it stopped in front of Milo.
Then, the bells continued to ring, the sword light was directed in another direction, and at the same time, the scientific instruments in the core of the Taiyi Divine Realm began to rotate. Milo's mind continued to rise, taking Wang Xiaobin's consciousness with him.
In other words, Milo used the power of scientific rituals to guide the power of Xuanyuan Sword to rush into the deeper levels of heaven and earth.
Leaving the human world and the protection of many nodes, many things hidden in the darkness by heaven and earth are exposed. Weakened chaotic demonic energy emerges in an endless stream in the void, giving rise to many dark, gloomy, and twisted roads, disrupting the lives of Milo and Wang Xiaobin. Consciousness, and the surrounding concepts are becoming more and more filthy and turbid, full of strange power that makes people feel suffocated.
But these weakened chaotic demonic energies could not hinder Milo and Wang Xiaobin. Especially under the leadership of Shenhe Tiandi Keyi, Milo gradually sensed the traces left by the Emperor of Heaven.
Following this trace, Milo led the sword light to continue, and finally found the Emperor's Dharma Body, which was wrapped in endless filthy aura, but was still swallowing huge chaotic evil energy.
At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven can still see the holiness and solemnity of the past, but the imperial robe on his body no longer has the luxurious color, leaving only the gray color that seems to be left after the earth has decayed for thousands of years. The edge of the emperor's robe has Wisps of green to black filthy clouds rolled in, and inside were strands of black liquid that was so thick that it was almost silt-like, dripping like rain, forming a dark, muddy chaos under the Emperor of Heaven.
Just looking at the chaos, Milo had a strange feeling of order dissipating and light extinguishing.
The Donghuang Bell swayed again, and the Xuanyuan sword coming from behind tilted slightly, slashing towards the filthy aura on the Emperor of Heaven's body.
But just when the sword light deflected and Miluo was about to cast the spell, Wang Xiaobin turned his wrist and Xuanyuan Sword struck Miluo's neck again.
"when!"
The East Emperor Bell fell and stopped in front of the Xuanyuan Sword. Milo turned around and whispered: "Is this what you think? I thought that after seeing these truths, you wouldn't refuse to save the Emperor of Heaven's spirit."
"I know, but cutting off your essence here can also replace the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven, and we and the world can also last for three hundred years." Wang Xiaobin looked at Miluo with cold eyes. At this time, he was no longer He is simply himself, but the embodiment of the human will of the entire Middle-earth. In other words, Wang Xiaobin's will at this moment has been replaced by the Yellow Emperor's divine power and will condensed inside the Xuanyuan sword in his hand.
"What if it lasts for another three hundred years? The current situation is not that you are waiting for the world to collapse, but that the entire universe is facing its end. Even if you wait for three hundred years, you can only survive. Is it possible that you still want to invade Hanxia?
Can’t do it?”
"As a member of the Han Xia monks, you were only a first-rate Lord God at first, but you were able to gradually take over the power of our world and the world in a very short period of time and became the Supreme Emperor of Heaven. I don't think our world has the ability to launch an attack. But I can
In the extra three hundred years, all the chaotic evil energy contaminated by the Middle-earth will be cut into the other continents bit by bit, and Middle-earth will be retained and merged into Hanxia. This process requires you to bear the subsequent impact of the chaotic evil energy, leaving behind
The Miluo Treasure Scroll maintains order in the Middle Earth. Afterwards, I will not only transfer all the mysteries of our world to you, but I will also do whatever you want to kill or cut into pieces."
Wang Xiaobin spoke, which made Milo a little angry and a little amused. It was obvious that although the Chinese Humanity Will in front of him knew a lot of things, he did not know the specific situation of Hanxia.
"I can gain everything by rescuing the Emperor of Heaven now, and even if you wait for a more complete world to be merged into Hanxia, in the end mortals will have to integrate into Hanxia's earth line in a spiritual form, so why should I go to such unnecessary lengths to endure a lot of pain?"
"Can it only be incorporated into the earth's veins in a spiritual form?"
Wang Xiaobin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Milo and repeated in a low voice, receiving further sarcasm from Milo: "Of course it is in the form of spirituality. Is it possible for this world to be merged into it as a prince? To put it bluntly, it's like
You can sacrifice all the creatures on other continents for the sake of Middle-earth now, but will you be able to sacrifice Han Xia for yourself in the future?"
Miluo's words were obviously unacceptable to Xuanyuan Sword's will, and even Wang Xiaobin fell silent.
The Donghuang Bell rang again, Milo turned his hand and pressed it, breaking the Xuanyuan Sword that had gradually lost its glory due to the collapse of ideas, devouring the concepts inside, analyzing the constantly collapsing Yellow Emperor's divine power, opening up concepts, and the blessing of humanity. Unfortunately, he lost everything he had given.
Xinyi's sword had lost its original edge. Milo sighed slightly: "Is it just a hair's breadth?"
"What's the difference?" Wang Xiaobin, who had recovered from the influence of the power and will in the Xuanyuan Sword, but was also very ashamed because of Milo's words, looked up at him and asked softly.
"The Xuanyuan Sword, which has lost its firm will, can no longer break the bonds of the Emperor of Heaven."
Milo did not hide anything. He looked back at the Dharmakaya of the Emperor of Heaven and silently blessed himself with the power of the name [Immortal Way/Shinto from the Fourth Grade Donghuang Jinque Taitian True Blue Flower Miluo].
The holy radiance intertwined, and Milo's face became more and more sacred. With the ability of [Taiyi Qinghua] to protect the mind, Milo planned to completely unite the heaven and earth, and take this opportunity to draw out the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven.
At this time, Wang Xiaobin suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I have another sword here, can you see if you can."
"Um?"
Milo looked back at Wang Xiaobin, and a sword light appeared on his chest. It was the half of his natal sword energy condensed by the interaction with the Xuanyuan Sword. Although most of it dissipated due to the collapse of the will in the Xuanyuan Sword, the remaining half of the natal sword energy remained.
The sword energy was getting sharper and sharper at this moment. It was obvious that Wang Xiaobin had some idea and caused the sword energy to recover.
"This sword is closely related to you. Once it kills you..."
Wang Xiaobin heard this and interrupted what Milo was saying: "Just think of me as atonement for trying to hurt a good person."
After saying that, the increasingly separated sword energy wrapped around Wang Xiaobin and rushed to the ground, circling around the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, killing all the chaotic demonic energy flowing from it, and at the same time breaking the circulation on the surface of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, letting out a little spiritual light inside. emerge.
Miluo summoned the virtual shadow of the treasure mirror and the imitation of Miluo's treasure scroll, and looked into the void, one scroll at a time, pulling out the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven, and then he was planning to send [Taiyi Qinghua] into it, using the origin of this name as The price is to maintain the Heavenly Emperor's dharma body for a while longer.
Wang Xiaobin, who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, suddenly rushed into it and replaced the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven with himself. He mobilized the power of the human beings in the Middle Earth and cooperated with the power of the peripheral Dharma Body to slightly stabilize the world that was gradually beginning to collapse, and then handed over to Miluo. Apologize, reach out to collect the fragments of the Dharma body around you, indulge in the boundless chaotic demonic energy, and become the final silent person.
ps: I feel it’s still a little lacking, but I should have said everything that needs to be said in this plot. If there are any gaps, please ask a kind-hearted book friend to give you some pointers so that you can fill in the gaps.