Lord of the Era

Chapter 2303

The pure white sparkling flames fell, and the temperature of the entire Mount Tai had risen to a point where the half-sacred capital was sweating profusely in an instant!

In the pure white sparkling flames, the river of talent has not been burned, but has become brighter and brighter. Countless great powers of the holy way have been awakened, and they are in harmony with the holy way of the entire holy Confucianism and Taoism world. The most essence of the original power is constantly flowing Blooming, but even so, the long river of talent still has not stopped, just like suppressing a peerless murderous fetus, on the contrary, it has become more tyrannical.

Successive performances of "Thunder", "Thunder", "Wind", "Water", "Death" and "Killing"... All kinds of words of saints, the power of nature of the Holy Way, bloomed from the stars of words like a flood, and poured directly into the river of talents , as if to completely refine Lao Tzu who is deep in it into nothingness!

Such a situation is completely beyond the imagination of many semi-saints.But it also made them more excited!
"Sure enough, even though my sage, Kong Sheng, died, his heroic spirit is still protecting our sage! Today, I must call that Huang Maozhuzi, to know the great power of my sage!"

"My Holy Academy monitors everything about Shengyuan. This kind of method of using the name of the ancients to improve one's status is the most contemptible. This kid disturbs my Shengyuan's etiquette in the name of the fictitious ancestor in history. He should be punished! "

"After this battle, we must recast the history books, and we must not let any words that talk about our holy way appear on the Shengyuan Continent again! Today's disaster, we must take it as a warning!"

"That's true. Today's disaster in my most holy continent is caused by someone misinterpreting the history of my voice. We rewrite the almanac to conform to the holy way, and it is our duty! We must truly clarify the ancient history for future generations, leaving no trace Residue!"

"That's right! Brother Zitian is absolutely right!" Looking at the contemporary Yan Shenggong, his strength is under the legacy of Kong Sheng, and he is growing wildly. He really has the power to turn the tables. In my heart, I was really happy.

This Cang Jieyu before, casually pointing and killing them half-sages like chickens and dogs, is basically like a foul in this world, it can make people jealous and terrified. No matter what achievements he has made to the human race, he is the greatest enemy of the Holy Court!

Just because in the eyes of these half saints, any power that is not under their control is the Holy Land, the greatest original sin of the human race, and death is not a pity at all! !

"This is the lack of cultivation base in the legend, what's the point of equipment? What's the point of Kong Er's power? I said that everyone of you will die today, and it's useless if anyone comes!" After World War I, when the ancient history was recast and all the truth was buried, a disdainful voice flowed out from the long river of talent, facing everyone's eyes, and saw a pair of white and flawless jade hands coming out of the long river. lean out.

The endless literary sage talent and the evolved killing technique, when smashed on these jade hands, can only leave a little pale white mark, but it is fleeting, and the next moment, the jade hands suddenly exert strength.

"Pricked..." The huge river of talent, and the words and stars floating in the sky, seemed to have received an indelible trauma, and was torn into two pieces by it, and the river of talent gathered in an instant, re-formed into a roll and shattered countless times The bamboo slip book fell into Yan Shenggong's hands again.

But Lao Tzu didn't seem to have changed at all, not even a trace of wrinkle on his clothes!

"Boom!!!" He didn't ask Yan Shenggong to make any other moves at all, and I grinned loudly at these semi-sages.

The next moment, the jade hand clenched it and hammered directly into the void. There were layers of muffled crackling sounds in the sky, and countless dark and deep cracks spread outward with Lao Tzu's fist.Kong Qi, the contemporary Yansheng Gong, just felt that he was hit by countless huge extraterrestrial stars, and he didn't know anything in a mere moment!

"Choose yourselves, whoever comes out next will die!" Looking at the other half-saints, Lao Tzu sneered.

In an instant, the contemporary Yan Shenggong was crushed into powder by Lao Tzu with one hand in front of everyone!This Yan Shenggong himself is only a great Confucian scholar. If it weren't for the legacy of Kong Sheng, which fell on him one by one, not to mention Lao Tzu, even other saints and half-sages would not look at him highly!
They don't have their own holy way, they lie on the merits of their ancestors, and even with the help of Kong Shengweili, they have a higher status than the semi-holy ones who have condensed their own holy ways step by step. ?

But no matter how dissatisfied they were with this Duke Yan Sheng, he absolutely could not die in this place, or in other words, what would they use to fight Zhao Qi when this Duke Yan Sheng died?

This time the semi-sage sniped Cangjie's family, and almost the entire literary and Taoist family in mainland China participated, except for the mysterious and mysterious King Wen Ji's family on the Taiyin, and the sub-sages Meng's and Xun's families who had been wandering away from the holy courtyard. Once things fail, the most holy way will be lost!

It's a pity that the development of the situation can never be in line with their thoughts. The contemporary Yan Shenggong was still easily crushed to death by Lao Tzu under the situation that Kong Sheng's legacy fell on him one by one, which made other half-sages , felt an unprecedented crisis.

"Clatter!" screams of misery flowed out from Yan Shenggong's body.Books, rulers, knives, pens, seals, crowns, and clothes, which symbolize the concept of the essence of the ancient sages and holy ways, are all re-disintegrated into streamers at this moment, ready to return to the Confucian mansion Holy House.

"It's all here, if anyone runs away, come back to me!" I grabbed it with a big hand, and the countless acupuncture points in the palm of my hand were opened.Numerous neutron stars rippling in the hole in Lao Tzu's palm, gravity, gravity directly collapsed space-time and light, forming a big black hole here!
Just a light ray of energy swept across, and the majestic Mount Tai was swept down hundreds of feet. In the palm of Ali's hand, the mass as huge as a huge star was liberated layer by layer at this moment.

"Boom!" With a tug of the curved hand, those beams of eternal mandarin light had already been picked up in his palm, and I twirled my five fingers, as if five ancient sacred mountains were collapsing.The magnificent mass and volume collapsed into a black hole.

"Papa, papa..." There was a series of fine explosions, exuding the brilliance of infinite talent, which was manifested here, and seemed to vibrate in Lao Tzu's palm, but he still couldn't break Lao Tzu's hand. The palm of my hand, break free from it!
"Kong Er, you are already dead. Why are you disgusting people here anymore? Wouldn't it be nice to be framed on the wall early?" Lao Tzu's eyes were like a torch, and his five fingers were slightly exerted. It was like rising suns one after another, but they were fleeting, leaving only a little bit of Wenhua debris, which was completely crushed by Lao Tzu!

(End of this chapter)