King Zhou Ling stood up from the throne, his momentum was like an ancient sacred mountain rising from the ground, and the scent of incense accumulated for hundreds of years hit his face. Finally, the ten-foot-tall golden body turned into the size of a normal person, with a face that was slanted

The emperor, who was fat and had a majestic look on his face, walked down.

He asked: "Taoist Priest, how can we solve the problem now that the world is in chaos and the people are in dire straits? Can Taoist Priest save us?"

"In addition to man-made disasters, the people will strive for strength and save themselves. I cannot save the world alone." Li Changsheng replied.

"Taoist Priest, you are as humble as ever, but I still want to give it a try. You have been killing for so many years, so it's time for you to rest."

"The king is a god, not affected by worldly desires, and a sage who lives forever. And the people do not need to eat grains, and do not need to suffer from diseases. I should be the most holy and virtuous emperor, and the emperor of all things in heaven and earth!"

King Zhou Ling slowly lowered his knees to the ground and sat on his knees, his spine as straight as a spear.

Then his voice slowed down slightly, the divinity in his eyes gradually faded, and the man named Zhou Shifu still retained his sanity.

"I keep my promise and I will be killed at the neck. Let's do it."

Li Changsheng slowly pulled out the Heavenly Sword, and the blade was slightly exposed. A cold light instantly enveloped the world, like the cold wind blowing by itself during the winter solstice.

King Zhou Ling closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the other party to chop off his head, and then leave everything to the true sage and sage emperor.

Only by paying attention to others can you go further.

"My lord, I am the one who spread the relief pill." Li Changsheng said suddenly. These words made King Zhou Ling, who had closed his eyes, suddenly open his eyes and look at the Taoist in disbelief.

"...Is it you? This is impossible. You are a medical fairy. How could you do such a thing?"

He has long heard about the pill for rescuing people from suffering. It is a very evil elixir. The human body is used as the elixir furnace, and the three souls and six souls are used as the medicine guide. When the human skin is broken, the pill for relieving people is made.

"It's me." Li Changsheng affirmed again, "This will make their death more dignified and reduce the psychological burden of cannibalism."

Everyone has thousands of reasons to favor themselves, but he just wants the people to die with dignity. How can he dare to force others to uphold benevolence, justice and morality when he can't even afford food?

"You are not wrong. You are worthy of anyone."

"You won't kill me?"

"Die standing."

He was not wrong, but the peace Li Changsheng needed could not tolerate a group of living corpses. As He Kun said, the situation where living corpses and living people live in peace will not last long. It may be one month, half a year, or three years.

A devil's cave.

Zhou has died, but King Ling of Zhou is still holding on.

King Zhou Ling was stunned for a moment, then he looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter filling the capital like a dragon's roar.

"Hahahaha! Are you going to die standing up? Who would accept to die on your knees if you can die standing up? No, no, Taoist Priest, I don't want to die standing up."

The laughter suddenly stopped, and he suddenly raised his head with a bright light in his eyes. His knees slowly lifted off the ground like a giant dragon flying high into the sky, expressing his majesty to the world without any scruples.

"I do not want to die on my knees, nor do I want to die standing up. I am the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, the emperor of the world. Today I will create a great cause that will be immortal, and a foundation that will last for eternity."

Taizu of Zhou took the fortune of the country and turned it into a dragon, lying on top of the capital and hiding under the clouds.

The dragon's head was lowered and it looked down at the Taoist, and its sound was like a thundering drum: "The Great Zhou Taizu and his tens of thousands of people, please ask the immortal to teach you."

Li Changsheng's fingertips brushed the sword blade, and wisps of thunder suddenly appeared, while the giant dragon above his head that covered the sky and sun was already swooping in with its fangs and claws.

He raised his chin slightly, and there was no sadness or joy in his half-downed eyes, and there were thousands of thunders hidden in the light.

When a sword comes out, the sword energy stretches thousands of miles, and thousands of lightnings are like a catastrophe from the sky.

The giant dragon fell, and countless people of the Zhou Dynasty fell to the ground and turned into zombies, and then the lightning fell and disappeared into ashes.

The statue of King Zhou Ling was shattered into pieces, leaving only a fleeting word.

"Taoist Priest, Dazhou is really dead."

Li Changsheng exhaled slightly, put the Heavenly Sword into its scabbard, turned around and walked away.

A drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the Taoist priests, one young and one old, walked away through the wind and rain. The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty behind them was gradually submerged in the drizzle and disappeared into the rain curtain.

"Elder He, Dazhou's wontons are delicious."

"That's a pity."
Chapter completed!