Chapter 293 Forced to Start the Conferred God

In the prehistoric world, in the Purple Sky Palace, Hongjun was furious.

The leader of the Tongtian sect abandoned his own position, which cut off his path to the destiny of the human race and disrupted all his plans.

"Damn it, damn it, it's all bastards, Tongtian, you actually abandoned your own position, you actually dared to abolish your own position, you bastard——."

Roaring, roaring wildly, Hongjun was about to go berserk.

After planning for so long, the result of abandoning his own position completely changed all the plans.

Losing this line, Hongjun also lost the opportunity to compete for the destiny of the human race, which would make him unable to transcend.

"No, I must transcend, I must."

Isn't it just transcendence? Simple, no human destiny? Just rob it, what does the prehistoric human race have to do with me? What does the prehistoric heaven have to do with me?

Hongjun's ferocious face burst out at this moment:

"Human Ancestor, this is what you forced me to do. If so, then let's fight. The battle of Conferred Gods is the time when humanity will perish."

Hongjun can no longer care about so many things. No matter what you do, no matter whether you enter the infinite calamity or not, it has nothing to do with me. Even if I kill the human ancestor, it doesn't matter.

As long as I get the luck of the human race, I can transcend.

Even if the infinite calamity has come, as long as I get the luck of the human race in the previous moment, Hongjun can transcend.

At that time, the infinite calamity of the prehistoric world will not be able to control me, and no one can control me when I travel in the chaos.

Looking slowly at the Penglai Fairy Island, Hongjun showed a trace of ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Human Ancestor, do you really think that you stole that pot of Chaos Spirit Spring? If I don't agree, can you take it away?"

Slowly stood up and looked at the Penglai Secret Realm, as if he had known it for a long time.

"And the secret realm of Penglai, do you really think I don't know about it? If the aura there wasn't too strong, I would have entered it long ago. How could I let you get it?"

The more this happened, the angrier Hongjun became. In this prehistoric world, there was actually a place he couldn't control. It was really absurd.

Finally, his eyes fell on Mount Tai.

"Ancestor of mankind, in the battle of conferred gods, it's either you or me."

After the words fell, Hongjun's face suddenly withdrew, a murderous aura burst out, and he knew in his heart that the battle of conferred gods was the final battle.

This battle determined the direction of prehistoric world and also determined his own path to transcendence.

Since that's the case, let's fight.

At this moment, the billion-kilometer-long Conferred God List in the depths of chaos was still suspended.

There was also a whip of beating gods quietly accompanying him.

I only saw the chaotic aura transformed into a terrifying big hand that grabbed over, and then disappeared.

But it appeared in the hands of Hongjun of Zixiao Palace.

"The Conferred God List, conferring gods on behalf of the heaven, starts from here."

Hongjun's face was grim. As the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao, how could he not know the real purpose behind the Conferred God List?

Some people said that the opening of the Conferred God List was to help the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect to ward off disasters.

Others said that the opening of the Conferred God List was to plot against the Jie Sect.

Others said that the opening of the Conferred God List was to supplement the righteous gods in the Heavenly Court.

It's just that the human race is in charge of the prehistoric world, and this Conferred God calamity is happening on the human race.

Only Hongjun understood that the above were all appearances, or they were all covering up the real purpose.

Destroy humanity, the saints retreat, and the Heavenly Court appears.

Phoenix sings in Qishan, King Wen lowers his status to respect the heaven as his father and himself as his son, and he is honored as the Son of Heaven in the world. From then on, there is no more human king, only the Son of Heaven.

"Come to Zixiao Palace quickly."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the ears of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the next moment, Yuanshi Tianzun had arrived outside Zixiao Palace.

"Greetings, teacher."

After the salute, he was stunned. Why was he the only one?

Hongjun ignored the others and said:

"Yuanshi, although Tongtian has abandoned his sainthood, the Conferred God List still needs to be carried out. I will give this Conferred God List to you. You can let your disciples appear in the prehistoric world and confer gods on behalf of the heaven."

"Ah? Teacher, Tongtian has abandoned his sainthood, and no one from Jiejiao has signed. How can he be on the list?"

However, Hongjun smiled coldly:

"Does it matter? What if Tongtian abandoned his sainthood? Even if Jiejiao joined the human race? Don't forget that Tongtian founded a religion and became a saint. He became a saint of the Heavenly Dao, so Jiejiao is also considered a Heavenly Dao sect."

Yuanshi realized that as the saying goes, if the heaven wants you to die, you have to die, not to mention that it is a sect without a saint.

"But, teacher, the luck of the Shang Dynasty is strong now, and we can't destroy it directly. What should we do?"

In the original route, the two saints from the West took advantage of King Zhou Di Xin going to the Nuwa Temple to burn incense, and bewitched King Zhou to write a poem to humiliate Nuwa in the Nuwa Temple.

As a result, Nuwa took action with hatred, and the demon fox destroyed the Shang Dynasty, causing the luck of the Shang Dynasty to plummet, and finally King Wu defeated Zhou.

But now the clone of the ancestor of mankind is in charge, and the luck of the Shang Dynasty is soaring.

"It doesn't matter. Although we can't take action directly, there are other ways. Go, and you will know when the time comes."

"Yes, teacher."

Watching Yuanshi Tianzun leave, Hongjun's face was very ugly. How could he not know the situation of the Shang Dynasty:

"Strange, according to the way of heaven, the luck of the Shang Dynasty is almost over, but why is it so powerful?"

A pair of eyes turned into two golden lights and looked straight at Chaoge. In an instant, Hongjun had an idea.

Chaoge City

"Your Majesty, in three days it will be time to pay tribute to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. I hope Your Majesty will be at peace for three days."

In the court of Chaoge City, the human king Di Xin sat at the top. This was also a clone of Ye Yang, but his memory had not yet awakened.

There are many disciples of Jie Jiao in the court, but they all joined the Three Emperors Sect at the same time, and there was no conflict.

Under such protection, the Shang Dynasty's fortune was like a rainbow. Although it was still slavery and more cruel, only those above the court understood what those so-called slaves were.

"Okay, in three days, you will go with me."

In an instant, the gears of heaven took a step forward, and Hongjun in Zixiao Palace suddenly opened his eyes:

"Hmm? The Battle of the Gods has begun."

Similarly, on the Chanjiao side, Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to have a flash of inspiration and the opportunity had come.

"Jiang Ziya, come and see me quickly."

A ray of light quickly came to Kunlun Yuxu Palace.

"Meet the Heavenly Lord."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded:

"This is the list of gods and the whip. The king of the Shang Dynasty is ignorant and cruel, and regards all living beings as trivial. You can hold the list of gods and the whip to Xiqi to preside over the battle of gods."

While you were talking, the God List and the God Whip were already in Jiang Ziya's hands, and they were soul-bound at this moment. No one but Jiang Ziya could use them.

"Go, the phoenix sings on the Xiqi sun, when the soldiers leave Qishan."

"Yes, Tianzun."

After Jiang Ziya withdrew, Yuanshi Tianzun smiled, Master Tongtian, I really thought that if you deposed yourself as a saint, this Tianzun's opportunity would not come, right? Big mistake.

Now among the saints of heaven, Taiqing Saint has expressed his attitude that he will not be included in the list. Nuwa has disappeared, and the leader of Tongtian has even deposed himself as a saint.

As for the two sages of the West, it is impossible for them to intervene in the East now. In this way, Yuanshi Tianzun's family is the only one.

This battle is a sure win.

With a wave of one hand, a dharma body descended directly to the Flame Mountain in the south.

Cutting merchant? We have to find a good and auspicious day, and it would be nice for Phoenix to cooperate.

"It's just that the luck of the Shang Dynasty is like a rainbow. How can we take action without destroying it? If Xiqi sends troops, he will definitely be defeated."

Yuanshi Tianzun began to care.

"The luck of the human race is like that of a dragon. No one is afraid of death. It is impossible to destroy it from the outside."

Yuanshi Tianzun knew that the human ancestors were still in the wild, so they could only destroy it internally.

"Human Ancestor, don't blame me for playing tricks."