Chapter 213 Heavenly Court Prepares for War

Yuanshi glanced at the other party hesitantly, as if to say, are you sure?

"Don't worry, my word is as good as gold."

The old ancestor of Qiankun touched his beard, and in order to increase the credibility of his words, he even patted his chest.

"Okay!"

Yuanshi hesitated a little, then nodded and agreed to the other party.

Although the three were chaotic gods and demons, they were seriously injured. It can be said that they have been in a state of trauma since Pangu created the world.

If there is a slight trend of recovery, they will be suppressed by Daozu.

They always want to go to the prehistoric world and find the most revenge.

But their strength has not recovered, and Daozu is the only one in the Three Realms, so they dare not sneak in.

They can only quietly recover their strength in the chaos while secretly finding out everything about Daozu.

"What do you want to know? As long as I know it, I will tell you without concealing it."

Yuanshi has compromised. I don't know when he started, he is no longer one of the three pure ones who are high above.

I don't know when his pride was trampled on.

Perhaps it was the moment he succumbed to the Chaos Coffin.

I wonder if this was the moment when Qingweitian was crushed by Tongtian's hammer. Now, Yuanshi is no longer the saint who is high above and powerful in the wild.

Instead, he is more like a prisoner, a prisoner who is willing to give up everything to fight for a chance of survival in the other party's mouth.

"As long as I can successfully reach the Rune Continent, I will not wait for the gods and demons, but wait for my king to return and be trampled."

Yuanshi thought secretly in his heart.

"What realm is that old loach now?"

"And has he achieved the Dao?"

Compared with Yuanshi's life as a prisoner, Laozi's life is better.

But it is only better.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the yin and yang aura in his hands keeps flowing.

His frowning brows have never relaxed a bit.

"Damn it! Who robbed Lingshan of its merits?"

He spent countless efforts to destroy Lingshan and its merit pool.

Even his only disciple was put on the Conferred God List by him, and he also planted Duobao in Lingshan.

But why didn't he get any news when such a big thing happened?

"Could it be that the two saints really knew my plan? So they directed and acted in this farce to expel Duobao from Lingshan?"

"If that's the case, it's going to be difficult."

Laozi frowned and kept thinking, and his heart was confused by the chaos of Lingshan for a while.

He had worked hard for countless epochs, and it was almost the harvest season, but in the end, it was all in vain, and he even had the urge to kill.

Compared to Laozi's confused and aggrieved days, Tongtian was very happy.

As soon as he returned to heaven with Yaochi Haotian, Yaochi told him everything about the journey to the west, no matter how big or small.

Successfully collected the merit pool.

Although the merits in it were consumed a lot, Yao Chi still got a full 70 billion.

That was more than 70 billion, not 700 million.

And 30 billion was given to Randeng.

After all, his ancient Buddhist remnant soul made great efforts, not only retaining the Lingshan Buddha army, but also providing them with cover, allowing them to successfully rob the Lingshan Treasure Pavilion.

Countless scriptures were burned to ashes, and countless natural treasures were collected, enough to arm their heavenly army to the teeth.

"Haha, good! Good! Good!"

Tongtian laughed excitedly when he heard it. He had long been unhappy with the group of bald donkeys in Lingshan.

A full 70 billion merits, Tongtian got 30 billion.

Tongtian and Yao Chi, the two of them enjoyed 40 billion merits alone, Tongtian was a little embarrassed, but he did not refuse, but smiled and accepted it.

He just sat in the heaven and advanced and retreated with the heaven, and he could get tens of billions of merits, which made him blush.

But it is absolutely impossible to go back, as his own merits are still frozen by the Heavenly Dao.

"What are you going to do next?"

Tongtian's face was full of excitement.

"I don't want to stay in Honghuang for a moment."

Hearing this, Haotian and the others could not help but nod.

"I am letting Yang Jian lead the 100,000 troops of the Heavenly Court, training day and night, and can fight at any time."

Yaochi also waved her pink fist, looking like a warmonger, which made Tongtian and the others laugh.

"And I just opened a pocket jar of 10 billion merits. Although there is no chance to defy the heavens, it is still possible to arm a team of 1,000 quasi-saints."

Yaochi looked proud and looked like I can do great things.

"Haha, everything is ready. Now as long as we can open one of the plane channels, we can lead the army to the border and be invincible."

Haotian couldn't help his excitement, his whole face was flushed, and he wanted to kill directly to the chaos and to another plane.

"If we join forces, we will be invincible."

Haotian and Tongtian hit it off immediately, and when their swords joined together, no one dared to compete with them.

"Now Duobao has become independent and wants to rebuild Buddhism, I think we can win him over."

Haotian mentioned this intentionally or unintentionally, looking at Tongtian cautiously.

Tongtian frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone in the prehistoric world knew that it was Duobao's rebellion that led to the complete destruction of Jiejiao.

"Brother, I know the pain in your heart, but no matter what, Duobao was also your disciple."

"And he has split Buddhism, and he has never treated his fellow disciples who have joined him badly over the years."

Ren Haotian was still thinking about further persuading him. After all, that was Hunyuan Daluo who proved his Dao with force. God knows how high his limit is.

He Haotian thought he was extraordinary, but he did not dare to despise a Hunyuan Daluo who proved his Dao with force.

The glorious deeds of Pangu, the great god, who single-handedly killed three thousand chaotic gods and demons, have always been weighed on the hearts of all the strong men in the Hunyuan Daluo realm.

Leaving an indelible mark, proving the Dao with force, being invincible at the same level, and being able to fight across levels, a living god of war.

"Haha, for the sake of the overall situation, what does my personal honor and disgrace matter?"

"Since Duobao treats his disciples well, I will turn a blind eye. Do whatever you want."

Tongtian frowned a little and finally expressed his attitude.

"Brother, your righteousness!"

Haotian and Yaochi were deeply moved, and they all sighed that he was worthy of being the saint of Tongtian. This righteousness was enough to make people praise him for a lifetime.

"Find me a better star, I want to set up a Didi proxy headquarters."

Tongtian had a cold face, a not very happy expression, gritted his teeth, threw down a sentence, and returned to his base.

"Oh, it's really a bit difficult for him."

Yaochi, who was good at observing words and expressions, thought that Tongtian must have been tortured to make such a decision.

Yaochi didn't know how Tongtian would face his disciples who had died in the battle for Jiejiao.

Tongtian gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back his inner ecstasy. If it were in the past, he would never agree to Haotian's request.

But Duobao was an undercover planted in Lingshan. It was rare to be able to join forces with Tongtian openly.

And he also made Haotian owe him a big favor. Tongtian spent a lot of effort to suppress his inner ecstasy.

Who says Tongtian doesn't know the ways of the world? Who says Tongtian only knows how to fight and kill?

When the rough guy puts on a disguised coat and plays tricks, he is bound to deceive everyone and play with countless people in his hands.