The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 712: The corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, the calamity of Taoism!

Taiqingtian!

In the Bajing Palace, Taiqing Daddy looked at the tortoise shell and copper coins in front of him, his gray eyebrows frowned.

He is calculating, using god-tier communication to forcefully communicate with Heavenly Dao. He is calculating where the Dao ancestor Hongjun, who has disappeared for ten million years, has gone for the entire Epoch? Is it still in the prehistoric world, or is it still in this universe?

If not, where did Daozu go? Could there be other worlds besides this universe?

On the tortoise shell, Tao is permeated, and several ancient copper coins seem to have autonomous consciousness, and they are constantly arranged in order.

“Boom!”

At this moment, the nine copper coins, which accompanied Daddy’s calculation props throughout his life, were all shattered at this moment and turned straight into powder.

“what happened?!”

Daddy’s voice is full of vicissitudes and doubts.

“Crack!”

At this moment, the tortoise shell that had gone through the vicissitudes of life had cracks all over it.

The most terrifying thing is that in the crack, there were wisps of blood. It was real blood, not a vision.

The blood, scarlet horror, and the smell of blood filled Bajing Palace, lingering.

Taiqing daddy suddenly got up, and the Heavenly Dao screamed loudly around him. If it was looming, the thick chaos seemed to be materialized.

Yuqingtian, in the Yuxu Palace!

The Primitive Tianzun, who was reading a history book, suddenly twisted his face at this moment. He stretched out his right hand. In the palm of Sage’s palm, a trace of Sage’s blood flowed out of the blood vessels, condensed into a “kill” character.

The word ‘kill’, overflowing with the murderous aura of heaven and earth, changed the face of Primordial Tianzun.

“My Taoist catastrophe?!”

Shangqingtian, Biyou Palace!

The Lord Tongtian sat cross-legged on the edge of the Houshan cliff, looking at the rolling sea of ​​smoke and clouds, his eyes were deep, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Beside Tongtian Sage, the Mother of God of the Golden Spirit is holding one of the four swords, Zhu Xianjian, and feels the way of killing in it calmly.

If Our Lady of the Golden Spirit can perceive one way of killing thoroughly, she can rise to the next level. It is a bit difficult to become Sage of the Heavens, but it is no problem to become a hypocrite who can fight against Sage.

“what!”

At this moment, the Mother of God Jinling screamed and almost didn’t throw out the Zhuxian Sword in her hand.

The Lord Tongtian turned his head and peeped with his big hand, the Zhuxian Sword flew automatically and was held in his palm.

The scarlet sword body of Zhu Xianjian was bleeding at this moment.

Not only the Four Swords of Zhuxian, but also the Absolute Immortal Sword, the Sinking Immortal Sword, and the Slaughter Immortal Sword that were inserted upside down beside Tongtian Sage, the entire body of the sword was shaking violently.

At the mouth of the scabbard, there was also viscous blood flowing out, following the gorgeous scabbard, it spread to the ground.

“Master, what happened on earth?!”

The Master Tongtian looked like two black holes with a solemn breath.

“My Taoist catastrophe has finally come into being!”

The Master Tongtian murmured, he didn’t know what kind of path he would take after Jijiao, after experiencing the great dark turmoil of the ten thousand realms, would Jijiao be crushed by the wheels of history and become dusty?

Now, the magnificent Biyou Palace, after history, will it become a ruined wall!

The billowing dark clouds that covered millions of miles of territory disappeared, and the sun rose to the sky again.

Among the tens of thousands of cultivators onlookers, many people looked at the bloody scene in front of them, lying on one side and vomiting directly.

Even those strong men of the Daluo Jinxian, the power of the Quasi-Sage Realm, one by one, the corners of their eyes twitch, their scalp numb, and the spine feels swishing cold.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, the tiger and wolf division that the Jade Emperor was proud of, became a thing of the past on this day.

A mountain of flesh and blood and bone dregs have been piled up on a flat ground.

The blood became a river, crashing, and I don’t know where Bengteng went.

The strong smell of blood rushed into the sky, and a bloody wind had formed above the sky.

Even the big day became scarlet, it was a blood day!

Above the sky, Tota Heavenly King Li Jing’s eyes were dull, his arm holding the Qibao Linglong Pagoda was trembling violently, and his muscles were convulsing.

The music finally fell, and Bu Feihua let go of the strings with both hands.

At this moment, his ten fingers broke apart every inch, and his finger bones were exposed, which was quite scary.

“call!”

Slowly exhaling a turbid breath, Bu Feihua said with a hoarse voice: “This piano song is called “Ambush on Ten Sides”!”

The body of one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals shattered and became a mountain of flesh bones.

Blood has also become a river!

This is a slaughterhouse, where grievances accumulate, and it pollutes thousands of miles of territory in a flash.

Where the bloody resentment passed, the flowers, plants, insects and birds withered and died, and even the mountains were stained blood red.

“An extraordinary step, I want you to die!”

Li Jing, the king of Tota, was furious. He urged the three Dragon Horses, pulled the warriors, and rushed towards Bu Feihua.

The Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart, less than a minute, Bu Feihua burned his own spirit, he put the Fuxi guqin away, and rushed into the sky with the green bamboo and the sacred spear.

“Dang!”

Amidst the melodious metal trembling, Bu Feihua’s God-killing spear thrust out and crashed into the Qibao Linglong Tower. There were sparks of piercing and cracking, and energy light waves overflowed, causing the sky to collapse.

Li Jing has already gone violently. This is his full blow. Bu Feihua did not dare to use Houtian’s highest grade green bamboo to fight hard, for fear of being smashed by the pagoda.

Fortunately, he still has a Gunslinger available!

The Killing Spear resisted the bombardment of the pagoda, and the sleeve of the extraordinary left arm shattered. The blood vessels in his arm were also blasted by the counter-shock force, and the blood plasma splashed.

Li Jing was also uncomfortable. Holding the pagoda, he flew out directly from the warrior and rolled in the sky, unable to control his body at all.

“Zheng!”

Vibrating the green bamboo, stepping through the green bamboo in succession, penetrated the dragon head of the three horrified Dragon Horse.

The viscous dragon blood spilled from the sky, pervading the vast Blood Qi fluctuations.

“Li Jing, do you remember what I said before? My extraordinary steps will knock you out of the sky and into the dust?!”

As soon as the voice fell, Bu Feihua rushed over and killed Li Jing together.

The cultivator onlookers has retreated again and again, and they are afraid that Bu Feihua and Li Jing’s fighting energy wave will overflow, and they will hurt themselves.

“Is Bu Extraordinary still a human? Killed a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and geniuses, and he was still alive and well. The battle with Li Jing, the commander of the Heaven Court’s three armies, ended in a tie!”

“The Eight Ways of Confucianism, as expected, each one can be used to the extreme, and it can wipe out the whole world!”

“Jade Emperor, Eastern Heaven Court, from today, it is estimated that the determination to kill extraordinary will be stronger than that of Zen!”