A warning to Mo Aotian.

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

"The gods regard all living beings as blood, but in the eyes of your demon sect, what is the difference between the lives of hundreds of millions of people in my Pingjiang Dynasty and the grass on the side of the road?"

"After the affairs of the Bifang Dynasty are over, the Pingjiang Dynasty will no longer be of use to the Demon Sect, and will be abandoned like a shoestring."

"When the time comes, the fate of the Pingjiang Dynasty will probably be worse than that of the Monet Dynasty."

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

Seeing that Mo Aotian was speechless, Pingxiu continued to speak in a fierce voice: "Abandoned by the Demon Cult, it is death for the Bi Fang Dynasty to wipe out it."

"Being reduced to the blood of a god is also death."

"Since we can't escape this ending anyway, then I will drag you along and be buried with me in the Pingjiang Dynasty!"

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

For a moment, Mo Aotian was in a state of confusion.

Although he still doesn't know exactly what Pingxiu needs to do to revive a deity.

But since Pingxiu dared to say all this, it meant that Pingxiu was already very sure of what he would do next.

What makes Mo Aotian most uneasy is that.

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

Just thinking about it.

But Pingxiu changed the subject and said: "Besides, who said that I will definitely bring the Pingjiang Dynasty to a dead end?"

Hear Pingxiu's words.

Mo Aotian suddenly looked at him, his face hidden under the black robe, full of disbelief.

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

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

This kind of thing has never been recorded even in the secret books of the Demon Cult.

As if guessing what Mo Aotian was thinking, Pingxiu smiled and said, "Does Aotian Zuoshi think that I am joking with you?"

Mo Aotian was about to speak.

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

Looking at the long whip that is no more than three feet long, there are densely carved runes.

An incomparably sacred aura fluctuated between the lines in the rune, Mo Aotian blurted out and exclaimed: "Sacred weapon!"

Artifact.

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

And in the secret books of the Demon Cult obtained from the information left by the Demon Race, there is no lack of a large number of pages, recording the power of some artifacts that are heaven-shattering and earth-shattering.

There are those who can destroy ten thousand immortals, those who can suppress time and space, those who can shatter stars, fix the foundation of chaos, and recreate the mysterious yellow...

All kinds of methods are incredible.

Just when Mo Aotian fell into memory.

The calm voice came again: "Aotian Zuoshi is worthy of being the protector of the Demon Sect. He has a good vision and can even recognize divine weapons."

"That's right, this thing is an artifact, named: God Whip!"

Hit the magic whip!

Although Mo Aotian had never seen the name of this artifact in the secret tome of the Demon Cult.

But just by listening to the name, it is not difficult to guess that it is an artifact that has a targeted 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's eyes were full of greed.

Then I heard Pingxiu say: "Don't Aotian Zuoshi want to know, where did I get this artifact?"

Mo Aotian was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately turned his scorching eyes to Pingxiu.

The Protoss are now isolated in the God Realm, and the artifacts left behind in this world have become ownerless

That being the case, as long as you know where Pingxiu got the artifacts, you might be able to get some of them for yourself.

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

"The ruins of the kingdom of God."

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

The ruins of the kingdom of God are thousands of years ago, a sect in the southeast region, and a ruin was discovered by accident.

In the ruins of the Kingdom of God, not only is there a well-preserved altar.

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

Under the altar, there are even artifacts everywhere.

At that time, the news spread, and the major sects, dynasties, and even holy lands and ancient orthodoxy in the southeastern city were crazy about it.

A large number of monks were dispatched to search for a large amount of harvest from the ruins.

But not long after that.

All the monks who have entered the ruins, no matter how high or low the realm, even the gods, are crazy.

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

The major holy places united with the ancient orthodoxy and high-ranking families to reseal the remains of the Kingdom of God.

All the things that were handed down from the ruins of the Kingdom of God before were also recovered and destroyed.

This secret has been circulated even among the major dynasties.

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

Naturally, Mo Aotian would not be ignorant of this.

In fact.

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

But thinking of the evil nature of the relics of the Kingdom of God, he felt that Pingxiu should not dare to hide the relics of the Kingdom of God.

Who would have thought that Pingxiu would be so bold!

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

Even if the artifact from the ruins of the Kingdom of God was given to him for free, he would not dare to take it.

Mo Aotian's reaction before and after learning about the origin of the whip is huge, which is not unexpected.

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

In just a few years, by absorbing the beliefs of the people of the Pingjiang Dynasty, the cultivation base has broken through to the current peak of the Sea Consciousness Realm.

On the other hand, Mo Aotian.

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

In Pingxiu's eyes, this kind of talent can only be described as "poor".

Shaking his head, he calmly said: "In addition to beating the magic whip, I also got the divine way of the ruins of the Kingdom of God."

"Through this, I have not only cultivated to the peak of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, but also learned from those methods that if I have the opportunity to communicate with the remaining divine thoughts of the ancient gods, then it is possible to awaken them."

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

"It's just that I didn't expect that it took such a long time for that holy son to summon the divine sense of the Lord God."

Pingxiu flatly stated these words.

But it was like dropping one after another heavy bombs in Mo Aotian's heart lake.

He didn't pay attention to it before, thinking it was just a rest at the peak of the Tribulation Realm.

The real realm turned out to be the pinnacle of Sea Consciousness Realm!

What shocked Mo Aotian even more was the golden statue that appeared in Monet's dynasty that day.

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

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