The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 634 The black cloud is pressing against the city and the city wants to be destroyed, and the light of the armor opens to the golden scales of the sun!

Bu Feifan’s group wanted to rush forward, but more than twenty quasi-sages were blocked in the middle.

“Crack!”

In Chaos Minor World, Heavenly Dao silkworm cocoons are already covered with dense cracks, as if the next moment will shatter.

The Great Master Xuandu and Guang Chengzi both sacrificed their spirits and spirits to Pangu flags and Tai Chi diagrams.

“Boom!”

At this moment, the territory of the Northern Wilderness is indistinguishable, and the scope is split.

It is an ancient city 500,000 miles away from Jiuxiao Mountain, with more than one million aboriginal and foreign population.

At this moment, a scream cut through the sky.

“What’s that? A big mountain is flying!”

“That’s Shouyue Mountain, it’s terrible, isn’t it, God is angry?”

“No, the ground is cracked. Be careful everyone!”

First, a huge mountain peak slowly rises up, and when it reaches an altitude of several thousand meters, it shook with a sudden shock, then disintegrated and turned into a factor directly, without even a piece of rubble left.

The ancient city trembled. At this moment, flowers, plants, insects, and birds, including some magnificent palaces and attics, all shook together, decomposed into factors, as if suddenly disappeared in this place.

The earth quaked, the north wind stopped, the river roared, and the fire went out. This was terrible.

The ground, water, wind and fire are being recreated, and all naked-eye objects in the Northern Wilderness are rapidly decomposing.

Jiuxiao Mountain!

The central ghost emperor felt this fluctuation, she fought with blood, and shouted, “Hurry up, run out of time!”

Between the thunder and the thunder, Bu Feihua’s star pupils flickered, and he muttered in a deep voice: “The black cloud is pressing against the city and the city is about to be destroyed.

This line of poem has just finished chanting, but the vision is overwhelming in the sky.

An ancient city emerged out of thin air, with soldiers wearing gold armor on the walls, and crowds of people occupied every place.

And outside the ancient city, there were also enemy troops wearing black armor coming to kill, roaring and horns shaking to the sky.

The enemy army was pressing down like a large black cloud covering the sky and the sun, and the golden soldiers on the ancient city, like the golden scales of a dragon, were shining brightly.

“The sound of the horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi to make the night purple.”

Bu Feihua finished chanting the second poem, but he saw the black armor and gold armored soldiers shook their bodies. Then they were no longer confined to visions. They condensed entities from their literary spirits, and there are a thousand of them in Realm. It is the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

“This poem is called “Northern Wilderness-Guarding Generals”!”

Just after Bu Fei’s words fell, the sound of Confucian rhyme echoed in the sky, majestic and melodious, and the nine pillars of literary energy fell down, bright and white, and immersed in Bu Fei’s body.

“Ding!”

The voice of the system rang in Bu Fei’s mind.

“”Northern Wilderness-Guardian”, a hymn, the first of the 9th rank, if the host wants to use it, the Realm must not be lower than the Daluo Jinxian. Luo Jinxian peak, the soldier transformed

The number is determined by the host Realm level, at least five! ”

“So many big Luo Jinxian!!”

“Is this Confucianism? It’s incredible!”

“It’s another half-step Heavenly Dao’s first poem. How terrible would it be if you could recite it all?!”

The two million onlookers looked shocked, and even the central ghost emperor, Tu Tu, Kong Chang and others looked sideways.

Mencius, Yan Hui and Fu Nian were the most excited.

Sure enough, the extraordinary talent is the best in the past and the present, such a half-Heavenly Dao-level poem, unexpectedly blurted out.

You know, even Kong Sage can’t do this.

Bu Feifan can almost be said to be born for Confucianism and Taoism!

“kill!”

With a wave of Bufei’s sleeves, one thousand soldiers at the top of the Great Luo Jinxian, holding the ancient war ge, brazenly rushed to more than twenty quasi-sages.

Quasi-sage, contaminated with a holy word, is the strongest existence in the world. It can be said that every cultivator of the realm is as simple as trampling an ant to death.

But more than 20 quasi-sages, against a thousand Daluo Jinxian, even if they will not be injured or die, but they will be enough to entangle them for a long time.

Moreover, these black armored and gold armored soldiers were completely transformed from poetry and communication, and they only knew of killing. Without emotions and desires, they would not feel fear.

A black wave, a golden wave, the figures of more than twenty quasi-sages were drowned in a flash.

The character is violent, and the Houtian treasure is flying from time to time, and the scene is quite terrifying.

“Quickly, stop Xuan Du Lao Er and Guang Cheng Zi!”

The central ghost emperor rushed to the forefront. With her own strength, she forcedly pushed away Lu Dongbin, Han Zhongli, and Yaowang Tieguai Li who were guarding the side of the Great Master Xuandu.

As for Kong Chang, the five-color divine light has nothing to do with her. She fought with the two ghost emperors in the East and the South, Chijingzi and the Great Master Lingbao, and the real Taiyin.

Tu Tu and the Nine Sons of the Dragon are between more than 20 quasi-sages and the two groups of Xuantu Grand Master Guang and Guangcheng, so as to avoid quasi-sages rushing out and causing back damage to the central ghost emperor and his party. .

“Xuandu old man!”

Bu Feifan, as the main force, first rushed to the Great Master Xuandu, trying to contain Tai Chi Tu.

The hour provided by the Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart, the quasi-sage peak Realm, was less than a minute and a half.

Therefore, Bu Feihua used a full blow, his two fingers juxtaposed like a sword, and he gathered tens of thousands of miles in a circle, and pointed towards the center of the eyebrow of the Great Master Xuandu.

Tai Chi Tu and Pangu flags are Xiantian treasures. When the master displays his magical powers, a light curtain will be created to automatically protect them.

At this moment, this light curtain had already sunk in, and Bu Feihua was dancing with black hair. His face was cold, and he clenched his teeth, pushing his sword inch by inch, and in a blink of an eye he came to the center of the eyebrows of the Great Master Xuandu.

The Great Master Xuandu and Guang Chengzi are still meditating with their eyes closed. They will try their best to get Pangu flags to establish communication with the true spirits in the Taiji Tu, and then begin to recreate the Northern Wilderness.

“Can it succeed? Will we die?!”

“Bu Feihua is waiting for me and striving for a ray of life!”

“Not only us, but also hundreds of millions of creatures in the Northern Wilderness, I hope they can succeed!”

The crimson blood flowed viscously along the middle of the eyebrows of the Great Master Xuandu.

His skull was cracked, and it was cut open by an extraordinary finger sword.

But even if the Taiji Tu unconsciously releases a layer, it can be said to be the simplest defensive light curtain. It takes the strongest blow to step extraordinary, and still can’t move forward.

“Ah, die for me!”

The stride is extraordinary, and the sound is like gold and iron strikes, shaking the sky.

“Boom!”

A wave of light flashed, like the sun exploded, and the horrible impact attacked indiscriminately. Everyone except the Great Master Xuandu and Guang Chengzi sprayed blood from their mouths and noses and flew out.

The entire head of the Great Master Xuandu seemed to be split in two, with a pool of blood, but he was not dead.

At this moment, the Great Master Xuandu and Guang Chengzi both opened their eyes.

“Hahaha, an extraordinary step, enter Samsara!”

“Today, my mysterious capital will rebuild the Northern Wilderness!”

Great Master Xuandu and Guang Chengzi looked solemn and opened their hands lightly.

The Taiji Tu and Pangu flags slowly rose into the sky, and then the two Xiantian treasures were shocked.

This day is the death of the Northern Desolation!