No one knows what the gods will look like when they come to earth, and most of them can only rely on imagination, imagining that the omnipotent and powerful gods will bring enough light to shine on the whole world.

People in the world have three reactions to God's existence.

The first is faith, they respect and believe in the existence of gods, and through this belief they achieve their own ends, and they believe that the gods will help them.

The second is indifference, not caring if the gods exist or not, as if they were a wild dog on the side of the road or not.

The third is a strong disgust that the existence of gods is only to fool the world, and if they really exist, why is there still a dispute between the world?

These are the three principles that most people in the world uphold.

But there is another kind of people, and that is the Tang people.

They will pray to the gods for their blessing when they are faced with difficulties, and if they survive the difficulties, they will be grateful to the gods for their help, but if the difficulties become desperate, the Tang people will shout the slogan of man's victory over the heavens, pull the gods down the altar, and go up on their own.

In the final analysis, their faith is only themselves and their homeland.

You can see a Tang people who believe in the Buddha very devoutly, but if this belief conflicts with their home country, then they will not hesitate to abandon it.

For the Tang people, in the world of heaven and earth, all we can believe in is ourselves.

But the Tang people are special after all.

When the Snow Emperor felt the unique aura emanating from the blood-clothed man, his face became extremely solemn, he was the Snow Emperor, the supreme of the Snow Country, and his status was the same as that of the Tang Emperor, except for the Qingshan Sword Sect, he was truly standing on the top of the firmament.

Except for the expression he had shown when facing Xue Hongyi back then, this was the first time he had such an expression in so many years, it was shock, it was incredible, it was a surprise, a real accident, the kind of accident that was completely out of his control, or even in his thoughts.

There was even a hidden fear in those eyes.

It's not the fear of the blood-clad man, it's the fear of the unknown that comes out of one's control.

The gate of the immortal world has not been opened, and there should definitely be no immortals in the world today, and the breath on the blood-clothed man in front of him does not seem to be as simple as an immortal, in addition to immortals, it is more of a god's breath.

Immortals and gods are the same but different things, immortals are a realm, gods are an identity, and they are races.

The Born is God!

Anyone can cultivate to the realm of immortals, but not everyone can become a god!

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The Snow Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and the breath on his body climbed to the peak, judging from the breath in front of him, he couldn't see that he had been seriously injured and had not healed, and his face was cold, even if the person in front of him was really a god.

Nor was he afraid.

What about those in the sky? There are no people in this land who are in charge.

The blood-clothed man carried one hand behind his back, and the other hand hung down at his side, his eyes calmly stared at the Snow Emperor, whose aura was more than several times that of him, without any waves, as if he was not facing a person who could kill him at any time, but facing an ant crawling at his feet.

In the past, thousands of races in the world competed with each other, and the human race was only one of them, although it was powerful, it could not hide the light of the other races.

And the blood-clothed man supports a race with his own strength, and he alone is a race, and he is the only person in the world in terms of strength and strength.

He looked at the Snow Emperor and said lightly: "Ancestral God!"

Ancestral gods?

As soon as these words came out, not only the Snow Emperor, but even the other Snow Country powerhouses were stunned, and the movements in their hands stagnated for a moment.

At that time, all races were wiped out, and there were only a handful of remnant races, and the ancestral gods disappeared without a trace, disappearing for hundreds of thousands of years, leaving only a trace of remnants to become today's Green Sea race, Liuziji, Bairen River, and Heavenly Spirit.

In the final analysis, the million miles of green sea is actually a drop of true blood of the blood-clothed man, which dissipates the heavens and the earth after death, and the residual Dao will give birth to blood and nourish all things, creating a green sea.

To some extent, King Thunder and Qianguan can actually be said to be the heirs of the blood-clothed man.

The Snow Emperor was silent for a while, and after thinking for a while, he said: "You followed the human emperor to play against the immortals, and it should have dissipated with heaven and earth. ”

The Snow Emperor is the master of the world at this moment, both in terms of identity and strength, he stands at the peak of the world, and he knows the secrets of these heavens and earths very well.

He was puzzled, this was a conversation, and he was also asking.

Why did a god who should have dissipated between heaven and earth reappear?

What does this event represent, and what changes and impacts does it have on the pattern between heaven and earth?

Why did he stand on the side of the Tang Kingdom?

The blood-clothed man said lightly: "Someone pulled me out of the Heavenly Dao, so I returned to this world." ”

The Snow Emperor asked again, "Then why are you standing here?"

The Blood-Clad Man said, "For a deal." ”

"What kind of deal?"

"A deal that brings me back to earth. ”

"No one in this world can do that. ”

"You can't speak for everyone. ”

"Can anyone do it?"

"There's always someone who can do it. ”

The Snow Emperor was silent for a while, he didn't ask who it was, he already had a guess in his heart, the only one who could do this in Datang at the moment was Zi Fei, and there might be Li Xiu in the future.

Xue Hongyi's strength is certainly strong, but he is not good at this aspect.

"You don't seem to be in the same state as I am right now. ”

There's nothing to hide, and you can feel it clearly from each other's breath.

The blood-clothed man nodded and said lightly, "My state has not returned to its full glory. ”

The Snow Emperor asked again, "Then why do you dare to stand in front of this Emperor?"

The identity of the gods is very noble, but not everyone will admire it, the Snow Emperor has killed many people and many demons in his life, but he has never killed a god.

I want to try it now.

The blood-clothed man said lightly: "I have been silent for hundreds of thousands of years, and I have just woken up for less than a month, and there have been many changes in the mountains and rivers in this world, and I haven't seen it clearly. ”

If you don't see clearly, you want to continue to watch, and if you continue to watch, you will naturally live.

He didn't think he would die, and the Snow Emperor couldn't kill him.

The Snow Emperor saw that he didn't care, and said with a slight squint, "You seem to be very confident. ”

The blood-clad man didn't speak.

This is the best response, and the most confident response, that He is God, and he should be on top.

The Snow Emperor nodded slightly, his body disappeared in place, appearing in front of the blood-clothed man, he raised his fist and swung it over, without any fancy and straight back.

The white clothes on the body are better than the snow, and the world is quiet.

All of the Five Realms Grandmasters standing around him all fell backwards, swept away by this incomparably powerful energy.

The Snow Emperor is very strong, he can survive under Xue Hongyi's knife, he is really strong enough.

Even Fuyu was much worse than it, and if he hadn't been seriously injured, Zifei wouldn't have even used this plan.

The punch shook the heavens and the earth, and the blood-clothed man raised his hand.

A ripple appeared on the finger.

The fist dissipated, heaven and earth returned to nature, and the two stood facing each other, neither of whom continued to speak.