Chapter 1607 Lord Yemo

Gu Qingshan stood where he was, feeling that he was frozen from head to toe.

Even if he always disregarded his face and cheated countless people, he still felt a little hot on his face at this moment.

Looking around, those great practitioners were still kneeling on the ground, maintaining the posture of saluting to welcome the immortal.

They were also completely frozen in place, motionless.

——What's the situation?

Obviously, we exhausted our spiritual power and summoned Mount Sumeru to kill this beast. How could it be like this?

What is Tabby Cat? What is a little angel? Why does it sound weird?

the most important is--

These gods who came down from the sky, why do they all seem to be very familiar with Gu Qingshan?

Dare to feel that these people are doing their best, but in the end all the people who call are his people?

These cultivators are still thinking fast, and among those heavenly immortals, Xuanzun, the most victorious of the nine heavens and ten earths, has already spoken.

I saw him cupping his hands towards Gu Qingshan, and asked with a smile: "Master Six Reincarnation Messenger, is it you who summoned us?"

When Gu Qingshan got this sentence, it was like getting a ladder to get off the stage, and quickly said: "It's not me, it's actually these practitioners who want to kill me with everyone's hands."

"Kill you?" Xuanzun, the most victorious in nine heavens and ten earths, showed a surprised expression.

The angels all showed puzzled expressions.

Gu Qingshan explained the process in detail.

When the angels heard this, they couldn't hold back immediately.

"Hmph, I can't think of the practitioners in the human world to act so lowly." The altar envoy said angrily.

"That's right, in the face of the catastrophe, they want to bully those who have contributed to the entire cultivation world." The emperor shook his head and said.

"Repay kindness with revenge." A certain fairy snorted.

They chattered at one another, and for a while they were in a turmoil.

——In fact, they were all great cultivators who died in battle in the past. Regardless of their talent or heart, they were all outstanding people for a while. Divide them into the Dao of Heaven and be able to reincarnate as immortals.

These people naturally can't understand what the practitioners are doing.

"Brother Gu, say something, let's see if we can't beat them to death!"

Thirty-three days of inspiration, the mighty Zhentian Emperor patted his chest and said.

"Yes, tell me what to do."

"Since we are here, we must uphold justice."

"that is!"

The angels spoke.

Gu Qingshan smiled, but said: "Don't worry, this matter still depends on the meaning of Shenshan."

He looked at the macaque.

All the celestial beings were also silent, looking at the macaque one after another.

——The macaque has been arranging various matters on behalf of Mount Sumeru, and naturally inherited the will of Mount Sumeru.

Those practitioners endured until this moment, and finally saw a glimmer of light.

It turns out that everything still depends on the meaning of the monkey!

The cultivators saluted the macaques one after another, and shouted in unison: "The mountain is on the top, there is Gu Qingshan, a cultivator, wantonly killing my descendants from the heavens, and please ask the mountain to be the master for us!"

Gu Qingshan didn't speak, and looked at the group of people coldly.

The macaque also understood the situation at this time, made a formula, and closed his eyes to meditate.

After a while.

The macaque opened its eyes and looked at Gu Qingshan, and said solemnly: "Shenshan already knows what happened here, there is something wrong with you killing the people who inherit the heavens at will—"

Those cultivators couldn't help cheering when they heard this.

"——In order to make up for your mistakes, Shenshan had no choice but to take away the souls of those dead people and let them go back to the underworld."

"Gu Qingshan, do you have any objections?"

All around and the whole world is dead silent.

All the people who are paying attention to the situation are silently digesting the meaning of this sentence.

——The legendary Mount Sumeru actually took the initiative to make up for Gu Qingshan's mistakes.

Gu Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said: "How can it be considered a fault? You ask Shenshan to calculate it. If I don't come back in time, what will my master do if they kill my Baihuazong disciples?"

The macaque listened carefully and closed his eyes again.

for a moment.

It opened its eyes and said: "Indeed, Shenshan agrees with your point of view. If your master sees that his disciples have been killed and the sect is destroyed, then your master will destroy this world—she will even kill you!" Go to the heavens, destroy all the immortals who passed down the orthodoxy, and let them all fall into the hell of the underworld, where they will never be reborn forever."

"So Gu Qingshan, you have great merit!"

Gu Qingshan said happily: "Exactly."

The macaque looked at the practitioners who were kneeling on the ground, and said contemptuously: "These rubbish bastards, don't come to the holy mountain to survive the robbery, otherwise-"

The practitioners' hearts tightened.

Unexpectedly, the macaque suddenly stopped talking, scratched his head and said: "Wait a minute, Gu Qingshan, Shenshan said there is something important to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Didn't you find out? Among all the practitioners now, the highest cultivation level is only at the Four Pillars Saint Realm, and there is no one who has surpassed the Yemo Heaven Realm." The macaque said.

Gu Qingshan released his divine sense and swept towards those monks.

——Sure enough, the top practitioners are only at the peak of the Four Pillars Holy Realm.

Realm is the rule on the practice side, it determines how much spiritual power a practitioner can have.

The more spiritual power, the greater the power of the spell.

If the total amount of spiritual power is always limited, then no matter how many immortal arts you have, you will not be able to exert the true power of the immortal arts.

"I'm still wondering how these people's immortal skills are as weak as those drawn on paper..."

Gu Qingshan murmured.

"That's right, Gu Qingshan, you have to deal with the matter of the Yemo Heaven Realm as soon as possible, otherwise no one will be able to survive the Yemo Heaven Tribulation from now on." The macaque urged.

Gu Qingshan was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "What does this have to do with me?"

The macaque stared wide-eyed and said, "You are Lord Yemo, why has nothing to do with you?"

One man and one monkey stared at each other.

Gu Qingshan's mind was racing, and he suddenly remembered one thing.

In the past when I crossed the catastrophe, the entire Yemotian Realm was controlled by the evil ghosts, but I broke the illusion of the evil ghosts and took over the Yemotian Realm.

——The only remnant pavilion in the Yemo Heaven Realm is still in my left eye!

In this way, I really blocked the way of practitioners.

Gu Qingshan spread his hands and said: "I can't take out the pavilion now, it has been completely integrated with my pupil technique - what should I do?"

"Don't worry, Shenshan has long been prepared."

The macaque fumbled behind him, took out a dirty sign, and stuffed it directly into Gu Qingshan's hand.

Gu Qingshan took a closer look, and saw that it was a blank token.

The macaque took out another writing brush, handed it to him and said, "You are Lord Yemo, as long as you write the rules of crossing the catastrophe on it with your own hands, the laws of heaven and earth will take effect. If monks from all realms want to survive this catastrophe, they must obey your rules." rule."

"Can it still be like this?" Gu Qingshan wondered.

"That's necessary. After all, you saved Yemotian, and Canting recognized you as the master, so the law of Yemotian will be attached to you." The macaque said.

Everyone was so shocked that they almost forgot to breathe.

This is simply a historical scene that has never been seen before——

There was actually a practitioner who became the Lord of the Heavenly Tribulation in front of everyone.

He will be specifically responsible for formulating the rules of Yemo Heavenly Tribulation and deciding the future and destiny of all practitioners.

Those big monks kneeling on the ground didn't know what to do at this time.

You can't beat it.

The fairy mountain that the fairy tower came calling for was chopped off before it came.

After finally calling another fairy mountain, it turned out that all the gods on the fairy mountain were his people, and even the fairy mountain itself was helping him, and praised him for killing people.

That's fine.

Now he has become the Lord of Heaven Tribulation!

——I'm afraid it will be too late to win over.

This man is not someone who rubs sand in his eyes.

It's over.

It's all over.

This is the only thought left in the minds of the big monks.

Gu Qingshan looked at the token, and at the practitioners kneeling on the ground, he saw their faces were full of bitterness, almost crying.

Gu Qingshan sighed, shook the token in his hand, and said:

"Thanks to you for moving the rescuers."

"Now I finally found a way to ensure the safety of the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect."

He picked up the pen and quickly wrote down the rules of Heavenly Tribulation on the token.

After he finished writing, bursts of golden light erupted from the entire token, flew into the void in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

The macaque said with satisfaction: "It's done! From now on, the Yemo Heaven Tribulation will come according to your rules—now the practitioners of the Ten Thousand Realms can cross the Tribulation again."

It danced around dancing around, and suddenly soared into the air.

"Gu Qingshan, I'm leaving first—Shenshan is very busy right now, and is making intensive preparations for that event—you understand."

It winked at Gu Qingshan, and silently made a mouth shape.

The six contend for supremacy.

Gu Qingshan naturally saw it clearly, his heart sank slightly, and said:

"You are gone, what about things here?"

The macaque wondered, "What else is going on here?"

Gu Qingshan paused.

The macaque said again: "You are a sage of Xinghe, can't you still not settle this group of rubbish?"

It pointed to those great emperors and said: "Forget it, you are the Lord of Heavenly Tribulation now, and you have to take into account your status in some matters, then leave these people to you first—if there is room for strength, just ask them to do it; if there is anything If you have to ask Shenshan about things, they can also send a message—in short, Shenshan will naturally call them to return to the heaven after the matter is over."

Gu Qingshan has many things to ask in his heart, seeing that the macaques have left behind so many emperors and saints, he is relieved.

"Thank you, Brother Monkey. After I finish everything, I will go to Shenshan to thank you another day."

He clasped his fists.

"Okay, see you later."

The macaque also clasped its fists at him, whistled, flew up to the fairy mountain, and disappeared.