Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Chapter 150 The great world struggles, Chen Yu's layout
The sage of enlightenment, the sage of Qianyuan, the sage of plowing the sky, and the sage king of the ancient times.

Every step of the mystery of the four realms of the sacred image is different.

The human emperor of the Jiuli tribe, if he guessed correctly, is at the level of the ancient holy king.

But on this basis, he must be stronger.

After all, among the four major tribes at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, he is the leader of one branch of the tribe and possesses supreme authority.

Chen Yu's guess about his strength was only strong but not weak.

"I already know what you said, but there is one thing that you don't seem to have fully revealed. The recovery of the ghosts outside is also a signal to the four tribes, right?"

Chen Yu spoke softly again, causing the priest's heart to tremble, and her eyes darkened a bit.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, because after all, it involves the original power of Guiyu, which comes from Buzhou Mountain. According to the agreement between me and the other three tribes, if Guiyu uses this power, it means that they will fall into deep sleep. , has reached the end."

After the Queen Priest finished speaking, her expression became complicated.

The four major tribes were born on Mount Buzhou, and all the magic tools owned by the priests were obtained from Mount Buzhou, including her precious jade.

However, the four major tribes have not really understood the mystery of Buzhou Mountain.

But every time a year reincarnates, Buzhou Mountain will open the way to climb the ladder.

At that time, all the priests will be able to step up the stairs to the mysterious and vast mountaintop of Buzhou, to find more opportunities, obtain stronger magic tools, and even achieve breakthroughs.

At present, the climbing path of Buzhou Mountain has not yet been opened, but the power of the jade fragments is stimulated, and many sleeping priests will receive wrong signals and wake up one after another.

This is also the reason why she, from the beginning to the end, was unwilling to reveal the secret of the precious jade in the end.

However, even so, Yan Jun knew about it for some reason, and fully activated that power.

After hearing this, Chen Yu nodded thoughtfully, not feeling any surprise.

"From the standpoint of the human race, what you did was not wrong."

Mount Buzhou stands tall in the Wuhuang Continent, has existed since ancient times, is mysterious and vast, and its origin is impossible to fathom.

It is an important pillar for inheriting the human lineage and possesses unimaginable power.

The four major tribes have always wanted to explore the secrets of Buzhou Mountain, but there is always a layer of fog that makes them unable to see clearly.

It is said that the Wuhuang Continent is lacking in the six realms. According to Chen Yu's guess, Buzhou Mountain may already be one of the six realms.

With this in mind, he once again absorbed the original power of the remaining three stars, closed his eyes and began to practice with all his strength.

The time when Fengdu Mountain was born is also not far away.

The great world is fighting, and its own layout is slowly opening.

……

The outside world, the land of Dongzhou.

The recovery of the ghost spirits continues, and the mainstream factions of the twenty-two bloodlines of the human race have fallen into the predicament of the bone evil spirits wantonly.

A golden light broke through the sky from afar, turning into a meteor and galloping across the sky.

Wherever it passed along the road, the characters of ten thousand zhang were opened up, and the gray and white fields collapsed.

It can be seen that in the golden light, an old man with white beard has a stern face and is rushing to the Confucian Academy.

As the contemporary dean of the Confucian Academy, Xuanjizi inherited half of the mantle of the Dongzhou Confucianism, and had already entered the half-step enlightenment of the Taoism a few years ago.

In order to seek the great good fortune of the four realms of the holy elephant, he went on an expedition to other places, and it took hundreds of years to go away.

Returning today, it can be seen that the aura on his body is fluctuating, as if he is a pure enlightened saint!

There is also a strange chance, Xu Shi realized the supreme morality of the wordless heavenly scriptures, and there were two beams of golden light lingering in his eyes, and he could vaguely see the stone inscriptions.

One is 'fixed', and the other is 'broken'.

Looking at the devastated scene in Dongzhou, his heart became more and more heavy.

The recovery of the Yin spirit far exceeded his expectations.

Coupled with the events that happened on the Road to Awakening, the bodies of the major disciples of the Confucian Academy were taken away, and their souls were destroyed, which severely damaged their Dao Xin.

Elder Jiang also reported urgently that the Confucian Academy was also suffering from destruction, and the ghost generals from Nanpi Tuo were attacking.

Under the multiple blows, Xuanjizi's thoughts at the moment were a little confused and even more anxious.

He continued to gallop through the air, and finally after two hours, he saw the scene of the Confucian Academy in front of him.

The world is gloomy, surrounded by white bones.

The evil spirits screamed, and everything decayed.

Elder Jiang and a group of elders of the Confucian Academy, with their pale faces, exploded with the power of true energy and strengthened the formation barrier.

All the disciples of the Confucian Academy also sat cross-legged, and countless golden characters were revealed, turning into golden puppets, stepping into the diplomatic battle.

Looking around, there are tens of thousands of them.

Such a manifestation of combat power can be regarded as the top player in the ranks of the human race factions under Dongzhou.

But the predicament that the Confucian Academy is facing at this moment is unprecedented in all ages.

The ghost generals of Nanpi Tuo are very powerful. As a member of the ghosts and gods in the world, they have the peak combat power of the Nine Tribulations during their lifetime, and the recovery after death is also at the level of the Seven Tribulations.

Coupled with the overwhelming gathering of evil spirits, the defense of the Confucian Academy has declined further.

If it hadn't been for the old Tianshilou Chunqiu to use Taoism to lead the heaven and earth to fight against thunder, this formation might have been broken long ago.

Witnessing this scene, Xuanjizi's eyes flashed with anger.

It opened and closed with big strides, and moved ten miles in an instant, together with the golden characters under its feet, it ruthlessly pressed towards countless evil spirits outside the boundary.

boom!
There was only a loud noise, and the earth sank three feet deep in an instant, and all the bones of the body collapsed.

Nanpituo's ghost general was hit hard and fell straight down from midair.

Jiang Lao and Lou Chunqiu inside the Confucian Academy were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

"The dean is back!"

The oppressive atmosphere quickly turned into fanaticism and excitement. On the land of Dongzhou, mystery is their belief.

After hundreds of years away, Lou Chunqiu's pale face also showed a smile, and he was slightly relieved.

Xuanjizi did not step into the area of ​​the Confucian Academy, but took another step forward, gathering golden light in his palm, forming a three-inch small character, pressing towards Nanpituo Ghost General.

Under the previous heavy blow, his remaining spiritual consciousness seemed to be awakened.

The moment he fell into the ruins, he suddenly understood his identity.

The muddy eyes gradually became clear, until when Xuanjizi's magic seal descended, he suddenly activated a ghost technique, and the figure moved to another position in an instant.

Xuanjizi paused for a moment, frowning and looking at him.

"Isn't this general dead..."

Some obscure words came out slowly, with a hint of confusion and incomprehension.

He looked down at his palms, but found that there was no physical body.

The heterogeneity and confusion of memory are always incomplete.

He can only vaguely remember that during the demon war that year, he was blown to pieces by a mysterious ghost force.

And that power does not belong to Dongzhou.

Before he died, there was still a picture left, and he saw a strange figure, one side was black and the other side was pale.

Under the grimace, there is a burst of endless evil.

In the ancient years, I have followed Nanpi Tuo in countless battles, and I have never seen a monster like this.

"Evil Monarch..."

A name was suddenly uttered lightly, his eyes became clear again, and he finally remembered something, and he couldn't help feeling terrified.

(End of this chapter)