Chapter 309

"Leaving now!"

Zhen Yuanzi held the Earth Book, the Xuan Huang pages turning one by one, and brilliance emerged.

"Don't leave!"

Wangchuan had the Three Lives Stone above his head and held the Huang Quan Sword, swinging a brilliant and biting sword light.

This sword light was truly terrifying, as brilliant as the stars, penetrating the past and future, converging into a splendid silver river.

The "water waves" of the silver river rippled, actually having a sense of illusion, like a quietly flowing river of time.

Boom~~

Purple Qi churned, black and white flowing clouds.

The past and present intertwined, this life and the next life combined.

Three majestic figures bathed in the light of the universe, stepped out of the long river, all holding the Huang Quan Divine Sword, and surrounded Zhen Yuanzi together with Wangchuan.

"Kid, you want to stop the Great Mushroom Patriarch, you're still lacking!"

The deity transformed by Zhen Yuanzi was extremely heroic.

His body was imposing, his eyes shot out cold starlight, his eyebrows were like black lacquer, and between his breathing, he disturbed ten thousand feet of Lingyun Qi.

"Mushroom Sovereign Wave Fist!" Zhen Yuanzi shouted violently. That majestic body seemed to support the entire heaven and earth. This punch was thrown, seemingly breaking the shackles of time and space.

In an instant, the void was like a calm lake surface into which a giant stone had been thrown, vibrating violently. Ripples spread toward the endless distance, as if to drag the entire world into this turmoil.

Boundless cloud Qi surged from all directions in response to the Great Dao's decree.

In the blink of an eye, a mushroom-shaped cloud of Qi, huge enough to cover the sky and sun and penetrate the ancient and modern, suddenly took shape, erupting with heaven-destroying divine might.

"Rumble!!"

All rules and order of the ancient, modern, and future trembled before this mushroom.

The terrifying will of the Great Dao raged, howling toward Wangchuan.

Wherever it passed, space was squeezed and distorted, and time seemed to be pulled into chaos by this power.

"Combine!"

In the time and space of the three lives, endless flowers of the Great Dao bloomed.

Their petals were either crimson like sand, dark purple like sandalwood, pitch black like ink, or pure white like snow.

The crimson lotus was enchanting, the dark purple lotus was noble.

The black lotus was strange, the white lotus was holy.

Facing the heaven-destroying Mushroom Sovereign Wave Fist, Wangchuan and his three great Dao bodies showed no fear.

They stepped on the flowers of the Great Dao blooming all over the sky, stood proudly, and evolved the four great barriers of earth, fire, water, and wind.

In an instant, the power of the four elements surged and gathered in every corner of the time and space of the three lives.

Boom!!!

Time and space trembled, four swords came out together, cutting open the huge mushroom, and killed toward Zhen Yuanzi.

"Well fought!"

Zhen Yuanzi's whole body shone brightly, the Earth Book in his hand rose, turning into an extremely mysterious mushroom scroll.

"Mushroom Tribulation is boundless, heaven and earth are mushrooms together!"

With this shout, heaven and earth trembled.

The endless barriers of time and space were as fragile as paper under this shout, instantly collapsing.

The great power of the Great Dao changed the color of heaven and earth, and countless tribulation Qi brewed and gathered crazily like a surging tide.

The tribulation Qi all over the sky presented an extremely strange ink color, as if to swallow all the light in the world.

And in these time and space stained with ink, hundreds of millions of mushrooms grew crazily like bamboo shoots after rain.

Whether it was the firmament or the earth, mushrooms grew everywhere.

These mushrooms even adapted to local conditions, inscribed with countless Netherworld laws.

The caps of those mushrooms slowly spread out, as if vast galaxies were slowly unfolding.

Mysterious Great Dao runes flickered between the gills, gathering together, actually turning into a Mushroom Tribulation Universe that was grand enough to be shocking.

Wangchuan and his Dao bodies seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, trapped deep in this universe where tribulation Qi ran rampant.

Between his three thousand strands of hair, tribulation Qi mushrooms grew strangely, and those mushrooms emitted a decaying aura.

Countless ink-black hyphae, like poisonous snakes, gradually crawled all over their bodies at an extremely slow but creepy speed.

In less than a moment, Wangchuan's originally flawless white face was slowly covered by net-like black hyphae.

The terrifying tribulation Qi wanted to imprison his vitality and soul together, making him a member of the heaven and earth mushrooms.

"Daring to fight with the Great Mushroom Patriarch, you are still a bit green!"

Zhen Yuanzi stopped while he was ahead and decisively slipped away.

"Damn it, don't think about running!"

Just as Wangchuan and his three-life Dharma bodies were about to be swallowed by countless hyphae, the Three Lives Stone bloomed with intense light.

The power of time and space surged out crazily like a surging river breaking its banks, and the entire time and space trembled and distorted violently under this powerful force.

"The silence of the dark night, the swan song of the Great Dao, my sword will ascend to the peak of the other shore!!"

The other shore flowers bloom, often accompanied by the Huang Quan.

The dripping fresh flowers quickly gathered into a boundless sea of flowers like a tide.

The blood-red flowers contained vigorous vitality, while the Huang Quan emitted a strong sense of death. The aura of life and death intertwined, forming an incomparably terrifying Great Dao absolute kill!

The Huang Quan Sword containing life and death moved across time and space.

The Great Dao power that slashed heaven and destroyed earth and swept across the universe swept into the Mushroom Tribulation Universe.

For a time, the entire universe was filled with these two extreme forces, and the aura of the Great Dao permeated every corner.

All the ghosts in the entire Western Netherworld were shivering under this terrifying pressure.

"Not bad, you are qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as my Great Mushroom Patriarch!"

The universe shattered, and Zhen Yuanzi stood on a large mushroom, standing between the vast tribulation Qi.

He felt the power erupted by the three Ancestral Metal Qilins, as well as a tyrannical and invincible momentum.

Heaven and earth shook, and the seal of the Netherworld seemed to be not so stable.

【If I don't seize the opportunity to run now, I really won't be able to run.】

"But the Great Mushroom Patriarch has urgent matters, let's meet again next time!"

Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves, and the hyphae all over the sky danced, turning into an eternal portal.

"Mushroom Gate lasts forever!"

"So scary! Let's go quickly."

The Fear Destruction Mo Shen and Jiu Feng were blocked by Meng Meng Wu You.

The hooded boy was shivering.

"Being entangled by her, it's too late for us to retreat now!"

"You hurry up and pull a few people to be cushions."

After saying that, the Jiu Feng Destruction Mo Shen revealed her true form, her shape like a Nether Phoenix, stretching her neck and crying, incomparably shrill, like the wailing of a ghost from the Nine Nethers, and like the curse of thousands of souls.

She spread her wings, fanning the boundless chaotic tide, and the harsh sound waves turned and swayed lightly.

Meng Meng Wu You's expression remained unchanged, and the boundless merit above her head formed a green cloud, dripping with golden flowers.

She pointed her finger, and the flowing light was like water, sweeping the Jiu Feng into the long river of dreams.

Rumble!!

The Destruction Mo Shen's true form was billions of billions in size. Jiu Feng rushed out of the long river of dreams, her wings vibrating together, soaring in time and space.

A Yin God Banner descended, and the boundless blood color obscured the firmament, and the killing intent on all sides almost condensed into substance.

Endless chaotic waves overlapped, drowning everything.

Meng Meng Wu You frowned slightly, and the auspicious clouds of merit above her head suddenly released brilliant radiance.

How could such killing intent get close to her body? With just one stomp, the chaotic tide subsided.

"All phenomena sink!"

The Jiu Feng Destruction Mo Shen shook the Yin God Banner.

But seeing the killing intent in this chaos evolve boundlessly, in this world of killing intent, heaven and earth, all things disappeared, only the boundless blood color churned endlessly, as if to squeeze over from all sides.

"Humph!"

Meng Meng Wu You held the Thousand Autumn Umbrella and consumed a large amount of merit.

With the expansion of the Soul River across the Myriad Heavenly Realms and the establishment of one underworld after another, Wang Chuan had already broken through.

The Yellow Turban Warriors are a divine ability developed by Xiang Xuanqing.

At first, it was because the Xiao Xiao Qian Kun Ding was too boring, so Xiang Xuanqing promised to find it some companions.

You only need to use innate spiritual treasures to summon these ultimate tool people who are infinitely powerful, obey summons, and work hard without complaint.

Later, when Xiang Xuanqing developed the Xuan Huang merit, the Yellow Turban Warriors had a major upgrade—the more merit given, the stronger the Yellow Turban Warriors!

When these 108 Yellow Turban Warriors appeared, the face of the Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng was a bit ugly.

Since the Taiwei Yuan popularized merit, the Demon Gods have also specially studied it.

For example, the Destruction Destruction Mo Shen goes to do good deeds to earn merit when he has nothing to do.

The Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng also has a certain understanding of Heavenly Dao merit.

The simplest point is that this thing is a consumable!

"I want to see how much merit you have!"

The blood-colored tide surged.

The Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng rushed to kill, and the more she fought, the fiercer she became, the more she killed, the more prosperous she became!

However, she soon found that something was wrong.

These Yellow Turban Warriors couldn't be killed!

Watching the 108 Yellow Turban Warriors being smashed by herself, Meng Meng Wu You changed a batch in the blink of an eye, and she could no longer sit still.

"How much merit do you have?!" The Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng was angry and ashamed.

Isn't merit a very rare thing in the Primordial World?

You are not a god of the Taiwei Yuan, can your Netherworld also wholesale it?

Facing the roar of the Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng, Meng Meng Wu You smiled slightly: "Hold on a little longer, my merit is about to run out!"

Jiu Feng's eighteen eyes stared fixedly at Meng Meng Wu You.

Since you can't solve the Yellow Turban Warriors, then solve the god who created the Yellow Turban Warriors!

"Kill!"

The Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng turned into a rainbow light, shattering all obstacles along the way with irreversible power, and the long river of dreams fluctuated violently!

Meng Meng Wu You held the Thousand Autumn Umbrella and walked gracefully in the void.

"Beat them to death for me!"

She directed the Yellow Turban Warriors to surround the Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng, not giving her a chance to get close at all.

The Yellow Turban Warriors manifested three heads and six arms, each of them heroic and invincible, frantically outputting against the Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng.

Jiu Feng smashed one Huang Jinlishi after another.

But they still appeared one after another, fearless of death, punch after punch, livingly beating Jiu Feng's Destruction Mo Shen body until it shattered and reorganized.

Seeing this scene, the hooded boy was paralyzed on the ground in fright, crying loudly.

"Going to die, going to die!!"

This crying was miserable and desperate, making people moved.

"Hmm?" Meng Meng Wu You's expression suddenly changed.

A trace of inexplicable fear crawled into her heart.

"Lang lang lang~~"

Countless divine chains emitting immortal aura flew out from the long river of dreams, endless Great Dao mysteries inscribed on them, rendering the void colorful.

"Roar!"

A violent roar sounded.

Unprovoked fear was spreading, and the Destruction Mo Shen's Dao Fruit caused Meng Meng Wu You's heart to fluctuate again.

"So scary, really going to die!" The Fear Destruction Mo Shen hugged his head and cried.

Suddenly, a brilliant radiance descended from top to bottom, slashing down like a divine sword!

Boom!

The Thousand Autumn Umbrella appeared in the firmament, supporting like a canopy, blocking this sword.

"Meng Meng Wu You, do you still remember me?" A huge Destruction Mo Shen phantom flew out from the long river of dreams.

His face was hidden in the shadows, only those golden eyes, like two never-extinguishing red suns, penetrated the fog of the dream, emitting an aura of destruction.

Meng Meng Wu You's eyes condensed: "Dream Destruction Mo Shen?!"

"It's me!" With this response, the crying sound beside Meng Meng Wu You's ears gradually went away, and the Fear Destruction Mo Shen gradually disappeared before her eyes.

Replacing it was the image of the "Dream Destruction Mo Shen"!

His face and figure also gradually became clear.

"Meng Meng Wu You, my Dao Fruit should be returned!"

Countless colorful divine chains suddenly turned into Dream Dao Heavenly Swords, falling into the hands of the "Dream Destruction Mo Shen."

"Grudges and grievances, today is the end, kill!!!"

Boom boom boom!!!

Heaven and earth overturned, the Great Dao raged, and time and space were shattered and reshaped.

The "Dream Destruction Mo Shen" held the Dream Dao Heavenly Sword, like the heavens descending tribulation light, unparalleled and absolute, shaking all the Great Daos of the heavens.

Meng Meng Wu You looked at the "Dream Destruction Mo Shen" before her, she introspected her heart, and noticed the trace of fear thoughts that were expanding, which was the root of the reappearance of the "Dream Destruction Mo Shen."

"The Destruction Mo Shen who controls fear?"

"Hmm? What's going on!"

In the Western Nether Sea, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, who were running away, changed their expressions.

When the Fear Destruction Mo Shen released all his panic emotions, they were actually affected, and they unconsciously showed fear.

All the scenes before Jie Yin's eyes were changing, and everything was passing by rapidly.

The figure of a Demon King appeared before him.

The Demon King looked at Jie Yin with a grin: "I will destroy your teachings!" Jie Yin "saw" himself solemnly say: "How will you destroy my teachings? My temples are already all over the world, and the disciples wearing cassocks are as numerous as the trees in the forest."

The Demon King laughed loudly: "While you are in the world, I can't do anything to you, because your disciples are all devoted to the Dao and follow your teachings."

"But after you enter Nirvana, I will let my demon children and grandchildren wear your cassocks, enter your temples, preach my demon words, and corrupt your followers!"

"Demons walk the heavens, this is a catastrophe of heaven and earth, you can't stop it."

"Hahahaha!!!"

Jie Yin was shocked.

At the same time, the things before Zhun Ti's eyes were also changing.

He "saw" himself and his senior brother breaking through the Chaos in a sorry state and finding the location of a palace.

As soon as they entered the door, the place was full of sacred beings.

In the front row were six seats.

Then Zhun Ti "saw" himself crying and begging, cheating two seats from Hong Yun and Kun Peng.

Then it was becoming a saint on credit.

Killing Hong Yun.

Begging for alms all over the Primordial World.

Gradually, the picture turned again and again.

From countless perspectives, he became the big villain, being slapped in the face by various "Children of Destiny."

Just reciting two lines of poetry could trick him around.

"Is this me?"

Zhun Ti fell into deep doubt.

Afterwards, he laughed.

People will laugh when they are speechless.

Gods are the same.

"Am I, Zhun Ti, that low?"

"Damn Great Mushroom Patriarch, you wait for me!"

Wangchuan picked all the mushrooms on his head.

Just as he was about to turn back to join Xiang Xuanqing, ripples appeared in Wangchuan's heart.

He walked forward slowly, as if stepping into another time and space, and everything he saw was broken walls and ruins.

Crack!!

Lightning flashed across the night sky, and a muffled thunder shattered a mountain top.

Wangchuan saw a scorched giant tree, its crown already broken, leaving only half a pitch-black stump, as if it had suffered a terrifying tribulation.

"Little Tea?" Wangchuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check.

The Enlightenment Tea Tree had no vitality at all and had been dead for a long time.

"Who did this?" Wangchuan roared.

Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a bright red.

A tattered corner of clothing was buried by the Nether soil.

Wangchuan's pupils shrank: "Sister Dream!"

He pounced forward like a madman, digging up the soil, only to see a bright other shore flower.

Crack!!

Wangchuan turned his head suddenly.

"Big Brother Ming He!"

A bloody, blurred face hung upside down on the horizon.

That was "Ming He," his eyes had been gouged out, and a long sword—Yuan Tu—was stuck in his forehead.

"Ming He" was killed by his own sword.

Creak~~

Wangchuan gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart reaching its peak.

He followed the bloody road and walked toward Mount Luo Feng.

Along the way, corpses were everywhere.

The Ten Yama Kings were cut at the waist, and the corpses of countless judges and ghosts and gods piled up like mountains.

The six great heavenly palaces fell, broken and unbearable.

The Lord Fengdu Hall also became ruins.

In the ruins, a majestic figure sat on the imperial throne.

He wore a crown, his eyes were deep, revealing endless majesty, and he was gazing at the visitor.

Looking at this lifelike corpse, Wangchuan's eyes were blood red.

"Which bastard is playing with me!" Wangchuan almost laughed in anger.

The Youming Difu was destroyed, and the Nether Emperor was dead.

Could he still be alive?

Rumble!!

Wangchuan swung the Huang Quan Sword, slashing angrily in all directions.

However, he couldn't break this illusion.

This illusion was very fake.

But it was also very real.

Because Wangchuan was truly afraid that the Youming Difu would be destroyed and his relatives would all die.

Under the influence of the Fear Destruction Mo Shen, this strand of fear emotion in him was still constantly magnifying.

Then, in the ruins, the lifelike "Xiang Xuanqing" stood up...

The gods were all affected by the thoughts of fear, let alone the newly born ghost race.

Countless ghosts were trapped deep in the emotions of fear, unable to extricate themselves.

For a time, ghosts cried and gods howled in the west of the Netherworld.

Only one kind of ghost was not only unaffected after being intimidated, but became even more energetic.

That is the coward who lives in fear in daily life.

Watching the companions around them start to shiver in an instant, all becoming panicked, the cowards were quite happy.

"Great, everyone has become a coward!"

"From now on, the Netherworld will be the world of us cowards."

"Hahaha!!"

Under the shroud of fear, the cultivation of the cowards rose steadily.

They almost laughed themselves into happy ghosts.

"The methods of this Destruction Mo Shen are quite interesting!"

After chopping Fu Xi, Xiang Xuanqing's thoughts were quite clear, and he finally sealed the account for this "cheater."

Looking at the void world all around, Xiang Xuanqing walked forward leisurely.

Before his eyes had appeared a dilapidated Netherworld.

Appeared the miserably dead Tai Shang and Yu Chen.

When the Heavenly Court was about to be formed, the gods fell.

When the Primordial World was prosperous, heaven and earth were destroyed.

All the disciples of the Chan Sect entered the tribulation, and countless living beings were injured.

He also "saw" himself worshiping under Hong Jun's sect, becoming a bad, stupid, arrogant, paranoid, and ruthless Taiwei Yuan Shi Daode Tianzun.

Finally, he was fed a small pill by Hong Jun.

"Scared, scared, really scared!"

Xiang Xuanqing shook his head and stopped looking.

"There really are all kinds of outrageous fear emotions."

Xiang Xuanqing stopped, chaotic tides rolled before his eyes, and one Destruction Mo Shen after another was waking up.

Illusion Destruction Mo Shen, Greed Destruction Mo Shen, Devour Destruction Mo Shen, Darkness Destruction Mo Shen, Light Destruction Mo Shen...

"Lord Fengdu, your time of death has arrived!"

One after another, the Demon Gods that Xiang Xuanqing had killed or hadn't killed all came out.

Being surrounded and beaten by three thousand Demon Gods, who wouldn't be afraid?

Xiang Xuanqing was instantly shrouded in boundless killing intent, sinking deeper and deeper.

Can't he get out of the mental illusion created by this Fear Destruction Mo Shen?

"Actually, compared to being surrounded and beaten to death by you, I am more afraid of other things."

Xiang Xuanqing smiled.

As soon as his voice fell, the phenomena of heaven and earth changed again.

A portal suddenly appeared in the Chaos.

That was a modern portal.

There was even a metal handle on the door.

Xiang Xuanqing looked at this door, ripples appeared in his eyes, and the deepest memories in his heart surfaced in his mind.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared and became silent.

After a while, he reached out, and a metal key appeared in his palm.

"I didn't want to look, but since I'm here, let's take a look."

Some bad memories surfaced in his heart, and Xiang Xuanqing sighed.

Creak~

The key entered the hole, and with a click, the lock opened.

Xiang Xuanqing held the metal handle with one hand and twisted it gently.

His movements were very slow.

His body, shoulders, and arms were all trembling.

Sweat gradually seeped from his palms.

Just this one action actually made Xiang Xuanqing, this Great Luo Supreme, so difficult.

Xiang Xuanqing's lips were gently pursed.

He seemed very unwilling to face the things behind the door.

"Boom!"

Finally, the door was opened!

Xiang Xuanqing stood at the door, his hands spread out:

"Come out, the source of my inner fear, the Destruction Mo Shen of Strength—Great Pangu!"

Rumble!!!!

Heaven and earth trembled, and all things returned to ruins.

Boundless ten thousand Daos were roaring.

In the mental illusion of fear, since you are afraid of something, it will come.

Then I am afraid of Great Pangu, this is very reasonable, right?

"Manifest, come on!"

The corners of Xiang Xuanqing's mouth rose crazily.

I haven't seen anything else, but I haven't seen Great Pangu for the first time.

But fear is also true fear.

Fear, do you have the ability to create a Great Pangu for me?

"Don't—don't come out!"

"Great Pangu, get out, get out!"

"Damn it, big bad guy, you tricked me!"

His own energy was being crazily extracted, and the Fear Destruction Mo Shen was really afraid this time.

That indescribable existence was not something he could bear at all!

"Puff~~"

The Fear Destruction Mo Shen was so angry that he vomited blood, and his aura was declining rapidly.

"Great Pangu, damn your grandfather!"

"Lord Fengdu, damn your second grandfather!"

Neither of these two are good goods.

The Fear Destruction Mo Shen thought Xiang Xuanqing could reveal some inner secrets.

As a result, he was tricked into being stupid.

"Run!"

The Fear Destruction Mo Shen pulled the Destruction Mo Shen Jiu Feng and ran away crazily.

An axe light slashed out from the portal of the fear illusion, and it had already chased over!

Boom—

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