Chapter 1072 Heavenly Venerable Asked the Norse God
Moral Heavenly Lord walked forward, lightly passing over the broken half of the Rainbow Bridge. He let out a light sigh and looked forward in surprise.
At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, I saw a giant in golden armor holding a holy sword, standing there like a mountain. Powerful divine power surged out of his body, and his angry eyes were full of high-spiritedness.
Fighting spirit.
"Rumors say, the Watcher of Asgard's Rainbow Bridge?"
Daode Tianzun raised his brows and glanced at him calmly, "He does have some strength."
"The Heavenly Lord of Great Xia..." Heimdall stood at the end of the Rainbow Bridge, staring coldly at the Taoist who was walking towards him, "I'm sorry, this road is blocked."
"Yeah?"
Daode Tianzun said lightly, stepped forward with his right foot, and stepped lightly.
The entire Rainbow Bridge, including half of Asgard, swayed under this foot!
In an instant, all the colors in the world were wiped away, leaving only black and white. Under this scene that looked like an old movie, only the Moral Godhead himself in Taoist robes still maintained the original color.
Heimdall blinked, and the man's figure disappeared from his sight.
He was about to make a move when a mellow voice sounded from behind him, "The road to the temple from here is too far. I still need a mount... You are very good."
Heimdall's pupils suddenly shrank!
A palm gently fell on his shoulder, and the surging black and white energy poured into Heimdall's body. Mysterious Taoism was intertwined in his body. The huge body covered in golden armor began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
stand up!
His hands holding the holy sword gradually turned into a pair of cow hooves, and his angry eyes gradually lost their luster. His huge body curled up on the ground, and the blue fur was intertwined on the surface of the skin, like a huge bag, covering it
The whole person fits into it.
In just ten breaths of time, the giant guarding the end of the Rainbow Bridge was transformed into a green bull by Taoism, standing docilely beside Taoist body.
Daode Tianzun stretched out his hand, patted the back of the tall cow, turned over and sat on it, and smiled faintly:
"Don't worry, this method can only last for one day. After the time limit expires, you will return to your original state... Today, I will humiliate you and carry the poor Tao on your back."
Under the palm of the Taoist Heavenly Lord, the green bull showed no resistance at all. It turned its muddy and dull eyes in the direction of the Supreme Temple, and just carried the Taoist on its back, walking towards the sacred mountain step by step.
On top of the sacred mountain.
Except for Odin, the King of Gods on the throne, the eyes of the other Nordic gods on both sides were full of shock.
"He turned Heimdall into a cow?!" Thor said in disbelief, "How on earth did he do it?!"
Loki stared at the bull-riding Taoist priest in the distance, his brows furrowed tightly, a pair of narrow eyes flickering, wondering what he was thinking about.
A flash of anger ignited in the eyes of God of War Tyr. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, saluted Odin on the throne, and said solemnly:
"Father, please let me lead the Nordic War Department to meet the enemy! No matter what, we cannot let him break into the temple. This is an insult to me, Asgard!"
Odin, who was on the throne of God, moved his eyes away from the Moral God, glanced at him, and nodded slightly.
"Go ahead."
"yes!"
Tyr's eyes flashed with high-spirited fighting spirit. Without saying a word, he rushed out of the temple with his sword on his back, turning into a stream of light and disappearing without a trace.
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Asgard, Sunset Boulevard.
On the jade-paved main road that leads straight from Rainbow Bridge to the Holy Mountain, a Taoist man riding a green bull was walking slowly in the air.
A large number of Nordic gods and goddesses gathered on both sides of the avenue, staring at the bull riding Taoist, with different lights flashing in their eyes, including fear, curiosity, worry, and anger...
Not all of the Nordic gods who were watching were gods who were good at fighting. Most of them were gentle gods like Brachi who only knew how to plant, musical instruments, weave, and recite poems. For the terrifying man from Bactria in front of them,
There are almost no people who can muster the courage to step forward and intercept.
Daode Tianzun rode a green bull and walked leisurely on the Sunset Avenue for almost as long as a stick of incense. No god actually stopped him, which made him feel a little funny.
"No wonder you were able to survive the erosion of the fog a hundred years ago... Haha."
The Moral Goddess mocked lightly.
He rode a bull through the Sunset Avenue and arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain where the Supreme Temple is located. Just as he was about to climb the mountain, countless streams of light flew from the sky and transformed into Nordic gods wearing armor, standing among the thousands of climbing steps.
superior.
On the last step, God of War Tyr held a sword in one hand and an aegis in the other, looking coldly at the Heavenly Lord at the foot of the mountain, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"It seems that the Norse gods are not all cowards."
Daode Tianzun gently jumped off the back of the cow, stroked the horns, raised his hand, and a wooden sword roared out from the supreme temple on the top of the mountain and landed in his palm.
He was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and calmly climbed up the stairs.
"kill him!"
Tyr, the God of War, roared, and the many gods standing on the steps looking down at the Taoist swarmed down!
Countless bright divine lights erupted from the mountain. Daode Tianzun held the sword in one hand, his expression did not change at all. He gently raised the fragile wooden sword. In an instant, the surrounding world was once again dizzy with black and white.
The pale and dark divine attacks crashed down, but could not touch him at all. They all passed around him strangely, and the few strands of messy hair fluttered in the wind, orderly in the chaos.
He raised his wooden sword and slashed it casually in front of him. Black divine blood spurted out and splashed on the climbing stone steps.
Even in the face of the siege of the gods, his footsteps did not stop at all. Instead, he climbed up the steps step by step in a wonderful rhythm. With each sword sweep, a large number of gods fell.
Behind him, the white sun rose slowly.
Ding dong——!
With a soft sound, God of War Tyr's right arm was cut off by the sword light and hit the ground. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell from the top of the mountain.
Daode Tianzun took one step forward and stepped onto the last step. The black and white colors that shrouded the sky and the earth finally dissipated. A red sun hung behind him, reflecting the blood on the mountain climbing stone steps into a river of red.
Straw sandals, Taoist robes, Taoist hairpins, and wooden swords.
Not even a trace of blood was stained on Tianzun's body. He looked like a Taoist who had just burned incense and bathed, with a faint fragrance still exuding from his body.
He held his sword and stepped gently into the temple. He looked up at the one-eyed old man sitting on the white throne and smiled slightly: