Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 502 [The Confucian scholar had hope, but finally fell]

"A heart of charity!"

Great Confucians from all over the world shouted with excitement: "We Confucian scholars have hope!"

The literary spirit of Confucian scholars from all over the world continued to soar, and then they rushed to the sky above Yujing City again and again.

Hong Yi looked at the streaks of golden energy rising in the sky with excitement.

"This is the Confucianism I chose. With such Confucian disciples, why should I worry about Confucianism?"

Hong Yi's face was already full of excitement.

"In the name of Confucianism, I will eliminate all your foreign objects!"

At this moment, Hong Yi's whole body was like that of a saint back then, his face was solemn and extremely solemn, and every word was like an instruction, constantly appearing in the air.

"No!"

Hong Ji's face was full of shock and anger.

Hong Yi's first attack had already eliminated his Shifang Hongjing Dao, and his second attack had penetrated the power of attraction.

Hong Ji could feel the bones of the ancient Holy Emperor 'Hong' integrated into his body being continuously pulled out.

If Hong Yi is allowed to do what he wants, he will definitely die without a burial place.

The Hongmen and I are one, and the insects of Hongmeng are the treacherous sons. My body has already become one with the ancient Holy Emperor, and you will reap the consequences. "

Hong Ji's body turned into thousands of Hongmeng insects, which completely penetrated into Hongdu's bones without hesitation.

Under the attraction of various attractions, Hong's bones kept flying towards the bridge where Hong Yi was manifested.

Seeing this, Hong Yi's face showed a hint of brilliance.

Hong just stepped on the bridge on the other side, his face changed drastically, and he felt a sharp sense of danger in his heart.

"Hong Ji, do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment?" "In the past, the ancient holy emperors were cut off by many disciples. Today I will show you the power of Confucianism and Taoism!"

"The other side's magical power crushing technique!"

Hong Yi slowly punched out, and mysterious waves appeared on the bridge on the other side.

Hong Ji's expression changed drastically, and from underneath his head, he discovered cracks on the bones of Saint Emperor Hong who was possessed by him.

The end is coming, even the bones of the ancient Holy Emperor Hong are unable to save him.

"No, it's impossible for me to die. I still want to achieve the Holy Body of Shattering the Void. I am the son of the world and the son of fate. How could I fall?"

Hong Yi has a cold face, the world is unkind, and he regards all things as stupid dogs.

"Hong Ji, please leave in peace!"

Boom~
  Ripples visible to the naked eye continued to appear, and Hong Ji's body began to crack and finally exploded in mid-air, and streaks of blood appeared above the gate of Yujing City.

A generation of strong men, Hong Ji completely fell at this moment.

The emotions in the hearts of all the forces in Yujing City are very complicated at this moment.

The sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's death kept rising in their hearts.

"Our opportunity has come." Many forces lurking in the dark are constantly taking action.

When Wu Wen Hou Hongji was still alive, he had a large number of industries and affiliated talents under his command due to his meritorious service.

Now that Hong Ji is dead, these things are naturally the things that all forces in Yujing City are vying for.

In a corner of Yujing City, a figure in black robe looked at Hong Yi above the city gate with a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)