A warning from Mo Aotian.

Pingxiu just smiled contemptuously, and then said coldly: "Aotian Zuo Envoy, don't you think it's ridiculous to say such words from your mouth?"

"Gods regard all living beings as food for blood, but in the eyes of your demon sect, what is the difference between the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the Pingjiang Dynasty and the grass on the roadside?"

"When the Bifang Dynasty is over, the Pingjiang Dynasty will lose its use value for the Demon Sect, and it will be abandoned like a shoe."

"When the Pingjiang Dynasty ends, I'm afraid it will be worse than the Monet Dynasty."

Pingxiu's remarks made Mo Aotian unable to refute, and could only be silent with an ugly expression.

Seeing that Mo Aotian was speechless, Pingxiu continued to speak in a cruel voice: "Abandoned by the Demon Sect, it would be death for the Bi Fang Dynasty to be wiped out."

"Being reduced to a god's blood food is also death."

"Since I can't escape this ending, I will pull you up and be buried with me in the Pingjiang Dynasty!"

Mo Aotian's breath stagnated, and he instantly understood that "you wait" in Pingxiu's mouth, including not only the Bi Fang Dynasty, but also the Demon Sect.

For a time, Mo Aotian was in a state of turmoil.

Although he still doesn't know what Pingxiu needs to do to revive a God Venerable.

But since Pingxiu dared to say all of this, it means that Pingxiu has a great grasp of what to do next.

What makes Mo Aotian uneasy the most is that.

Just now, he said that the Lord God Venerable needs him...

was thinking.

Pingxiu turned his head and said, "Also, who said that I would definitely bring the Pingjiang Dynasty to a dead end?"

Hear the words of peace.

Mo Aotian suddenly looked at him, and a deep disbelief appeared on his face hidden under the black robe.

Even if Pingxiu has the means, he can hide his strength from the sky and the sea in front of his own altar master in the **** realm.

But I want to use my mortal body to fight against the gods.

This kind of thing, even in the secret tome of the magic religion, has never been recorded.

Seemingly guessing Mo Aotian's thoughts, Pingxiu smiled and said, "Does Aotian Zuo Envoy think that I am joking with you?"

Mo Aotian was about to speak.

Suddenly, Pingxiu grabbed the palm of his hand and took a long golden whip in his hand.

Looking at the long whip, which was no more than three feet long, there were densely engraved runes.

An incomparably sacred breath circulated in the rune, and Mo Aotian blurted out and exclaimed: "Artifact!"

artifact.

As the name suggests, it is a tool controlled by the gods.

In the secret books of the Demon Sect, which were obtained from the information left by the Demon Race, there is a lot of space, recording the power of some divine tools.

Some can kill ten thousand immortals, some can suppress time and space, some can shatter stars, set the foundation of chaos, and rebuild Xuanhuang...

All kinds of means are incredible.

Just when Mo Aotian fell into memory.

Pingxiu's voice came again: "Aotian Zuo Envoy is worthy of being the envoy of the magic sect. He has a good vision and even recognizes artifacts."

"That's right, this thing is a divine weapon, called: Divine Whip!"

God whip!

Although Mo Aotian has never seen the name of this divine weapon in the secret tome of the Demon Sect.

But just listening to the name, it is not difficult to guess that it is an artifact that has a restraint effect on the Protoss.

"It would be great if this artifact was in the hands of my Demon Sect."

At this moment, Mo Aotian had greed in his eyes.

Immediately, he heard Ping Xiu say: "Don't you want to know, Aotian Zuo Envoy, where did I get this divine weapon?"

Mo Aotian was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately turned his hot eyes to Pingxiu.

The gods are now isolated in the world of gods, and the artifacts left in this world have become things without owners.

That being the case, as long as you know where Pingxiu got the divine artifact, he might be able to get a few pieces by himself.

Taking Mo Aotian's reaction into his eyes, Pingxiu gently spit out four words:

"Relics of the Kingdom of God."

Hearing the answer given by Pingxiu, Mo Aotian's pupils shrank immediately.

The ruins of the kingdom of God, thousands of years ago, a sect in the southeastern region, accidentally discovered a ruin.

Not only is there a well-preserved altar in the ruins of the kingdom of God.

On the altar, there is also a complete ancient Shinto method branded.

Under the altar, there are artifacts everywhere.

At that time, the news spread, and the major sects, dynasties, and even holy places and ancient Taoist traditions in the southeastern big city were crazy about it.

A large number of monks were sent, and a lot of harvests were collected from the ruins.

But not long after that.

All the monks who have entered the ruins, regardless of their realm, even in the realm of the gods, are crazy.

In the end, it took less than a month for the ruins to open.

The major holy places united the ancient Taoist lineage and the high family to re-seal the ruins of the kingdom of God.

The things that had been passed down from the ruins of the kingdom of God were also recovered and destroyed.

This secret, even in the major dynasties, has been circulated.

And it is a strong evidence for the existence of the ancient gods.

In this regard, Mo Aotian will naturally not be ignorant.

In fact.

When Pingxiu took out the divine whip, he had doubts and thought of the ruins of the kingdom of God.

Just thinking of the evil nature of the ruins of the kingdom of God, he felt that Pingxiu should not dare to hide the ruins of the kingdom of God.

Who would have thought that Pingxiu would be so bold!

time.

Mo Aotian looked at Pingxiu's eyes, the surging hot and hot, faded cleanly.

Even if it was given to him for nothing, he would not dare to ask for the divine weapon of the ruins of the kingdom of God.

Before and after Mo Aotian learned about the origin of the whip, the difference in reaction was huge, which was not unexpected.

Immediately, he thought about it, since he got the divine whip and the Shinto method that was rubbed from the altar of the ruins of the kingdom of God.

In just a few short years, by absorbing the beliefs of the people of the Pingjiang Dynasty, the cultivation base has broken through all the way to the current peak of the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

In contrast, Demon Aotian.

Without the need to be distracted to manage the country, he has practiced for several times longer than him, and his realm can be thrown away.

Such talent, in Pingxiu's eyes, can only be described as "poor".

Shaking his head, he calmly said: "In addition to hitting the divine whip, I also obtained the divine way of the relics of the divine kingdom."

"With this, I not only cultivated to the peak of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, but also learned from those methods. If there is a chance to communicate with the remaining spiritual sense of the ancient gods, then it is possible to wake them up."

"So, when the holy son of Canglan Daozong came to ask for the Dharma, I passed on a Dharma door created by the ancient gods to him."

"I just didn't expect that it took so long for the Holy Son to summon the divine sense of Lord God Zun."

Pingxiu flatly stated these words.

But it was like dropping a blockbuster bomb in Mo Aotian's heart lake.

He was not in his eyes before, thinking that it was just a peace break at the peak of the tribulation realm.

The real realm turned out to be the pinnacle of the sea of ​​​​knowledge!

What shocked Mo Aotian even more was the golden dharma that appeared in the Monet Dynasty that day.

Behind, it turned out to be Ping Xiu's handwriting in the layout.

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