Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Outside the ancient path of De Feng, Fu Zixi and Yu Lijing's father and son started a duel.

"My son, let your father see how the righteous way trains you, the evil god's ultimate style, the divine seal of breaking the sky!"

Fu Zixi transported the power of the evil god, and the dark green evil energy condensed thousands of ghosts, just like evil ghosts coming out of prison, devouring the sky and eating the earth. The Confucian sect was shrouded in a demonic atmosphere, evil currents were flowing inside and outside, and countless Confucian scholars were shocked. call.

The Hell Greed of the Eight-Dimensional Personality is the only soul that can use the energy of evil stains. The ultimate move is "Evil Riding on Death", a wall of evil stains that cannot be broken through.

Fu Zixi personally selected Yuluhu, and the evil god's power he inherited also had the effect of evil. As soon as this move came out, the Confucian sect was plunged into panic.

"You have fallen so low and are willing to be the evil god's lackey. The Confucian sect will not let you succeed today. It's perfect!"

In order to protect the Confucian sect, Yuli Jing used the supreme move in his hand. The Xuanjing Tianhuai in his hand burst out with brilliant holy light. The powerful power swept away the demonic atmosphere and caused the whole world to regain its pure color.

At the same time, alarm bells were ringing, and Yun Wanggui, Lou Qianying and others commanded dozens of Confucian scholars to form a powerful formation of Qing swords to fight against the evil contamination.

"It's good, but it's not enough, Baxuanwu·Yenhuangzhan!"

Fu Zixi continued to test his son's skills. With a spin, the white bone fan turned into a thousand demons and dark evil blades, and slashed Xuan Jing Tianhuai head-on.

The highest sword, the ultimate sword, the two swords met, and the father and son were each shocked.

Yu Lijing wiped away a touch of vermilion from the corner of his mouth, swung his sword and showed off the Spring and Autumn Holy Scroll martial arts again: "One stroke of rainbow will last forever!"

In an instant, the sword turned into a rainbow, piercing the heaven and earth, sweeping across the past and present, and slashed towards Fu Zixi with great force.

Fu Zixi shook his sore arm and sneered: "With the innate divine emperor's energy, Jun Fengtian really treats you as his own son, Ba Xuan Wu Hell Demon Refining!"

There is another shocking demonic atmosphere, this time it is no longer the power of evil gods, but the death energy of ghost prison. The huge death force from the depths of the earth rises from the Confucian sect and turns into a life-seeking evil ghost with an appetite for souls.

As the power of the evil god released by the Ghost Dragon King spread, the dragon head sealed by the Supreme Palace became restless again and roared.

"Shut up for me!"

Lin Tianxing, the Supreme Confucian Emperor, slapped his palm into the ground, and the Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucianism's light penetrated into it and turned into a powerful force.

The dragon head was suppressed and became quiet.

Suddenly, a more mammoth aura came from far away. Just like Lin Tianxing suppressed the dragon head, this aura actually suppressed the entire Defeng Ancient Road.

"Huh? Luohu!"

Luo Hou was not alone. He brought Shaohao, Le Xunyuan, Ji Xiazhang and Huang Quan together to the Defeng Ancient Road.

"My feet stepped out of the fire, my hands clenched and destroyed, my name - Luohu."

The majestic aura, majestic posture, and stern expression immediately shocked everyone, including Fu Zixi.

The person in front of me seemed to be able to crush the earth with just a slight movement of his fingers.

As the head of the Confucian sect, Yu Lijing calmly stepped forward to greet him: "Master Wu came to the Confucian sect, what do you want to say?"

Luo Hou bluntly stated his purpose: "I am here for the sixth dragon head, to enter the Supreme Hall of the Five Paths of Haozheng."

"I'm sorry, Haozheng Wudao is the highest place of Confucianism. Please don't enter if you don't have to."

"is it?"

The two-word rhetorical question contained an aura that could not be disobeyed.

Yu Lijing suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and the situation was about to break out.

At this moment, a voice came from the direction of the Supreme Hall: "Master, let him in."

Yuli Jing made way for the road leading to the Five Paths of Haozheng: "Your Majesty, the Confucian Emperor, would like to invite Lord Wu."

"Thank you."

Luo Hou stretched out his hand and flicked it, and suddenly, the golden light burst out, the sky was like rain, and the surging Buddha power was like the sun and the moon coming together on the earth, cleaning the De Feng Ancient Road from the outside to the inside.

The power of the evil god and the energy of the ghost prison were all reduced to nothing.

Fu Zixi, who secretly looked at Luo Hou, was shocked in his heart. Although his evil contamination was only a small part of the greedy transmission, it could also penetrate the body and disturb people's minds, like gangrene attached to the bones.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him turned out to be so defiant, and the evil contamination was resolved with just a flick.

Watching several people walking into the Five Paths of Haozheng, Fu Zixi kept shaking the bone fan to cover up the surprise in his heart.

"Li Jing, who is this person?"

"Tiandu Wujun, don't you even know your own comrades? Wujun has released five dragon heads for you Tianxie people." The fart comrade is obviously an evil star.

Fu Zixi cursed secretly in his heart. He had just been reborn and didn't know all the circumstances. It was the note on Xuanhuang Island that aroused his interest, so he came to Defeng Ancient Road.

When he got his wish to see his son, Yuli Jing not only looked upright, but also became the head of the Confucian sect, which made Fu Zixi very happy.

It's just that his son doesn't know how terrifying the evil god is. How can he protect his son when the evil god slaughters China?
  "Since you know that the dragon head has returned, you should also know that the evil god will soon wake up. Once the evil god comes east, the entire Chinese state will be overturned, the three religions will not exist, and the world will turn into purgatory."

Anger suddenly appeared on Yu Lijing's face: "Saving your own life by serving as a tiger's paw, is this the reason why you took refuge in the evil god?"

"My son, living is the most realistic thing. Let's go with your father."

Regarding Fu Zixi's inducement, Yuli Jing sneered: "I would rather die together with the Confucian sect than abandon my only son from the same sect, so as to save your words."

Fu Zixi saw that the evil stain had failed and that there was no use fighting anymore. He smiled lightly and said, "Since you have distinguished guests coming to your door, I will not disturb you as a father. My son, I look forward to seeing you again."

"Yu Lijun has only one father, and that is Yuming Danxinjun Fengtian. Put away your wishful thinking."

"Oh, I only have you as my father. One day, you will return to my arms. Besides, don't forget your name. Your name is Fu Chenchu."

Fu Zixi exited the Defeng Ancient Road and headed towards the Netherworld to find his old acquaintance.

Although his words made Yu Lijing feel very embarrassed, after the last time Jun Fengtian recognized his son in public and Huang Ru protected him, everyone in the Confucian sect no longer had any extra thoughts about Yu Lijing, and they all pretended that they had not heard the Ghost Dragon King's words. Word.

Yun Wang put away his sword and asked worriedly: "Master, aren't the people from Tiandu here to release the dragon head?"

"Could Tiandu really be the evil god's accomplice in the Central Plains?"

More people said optimistically: "If they dare to provoke the emperor, he will slap them to death with one palm!"

Yu Lijing stared in the direction of Haozheng Wudao, his brows gradually furrowed.

Haozheng Wudao.

The first Haofa Xiutang was greeted by the new Faru Master, Jun Heng.

"If you don't hear the mournful cry, the red rain will frighten you, the wind will blow you away, and the broken branches will weep alone. How can you wait for long to be solemn and solemn? Throw away the ice and snow and wash away the blue sky."

Yu Junheng was originally a new generation of Confucianism, with a cautious personality and mediocre talents. However, because of his positivity and perseverance, he was promoted as fast as a rocket.

"Please stay."

Seeing everyone from Tiandu here, Yu Junheng's face was full of nervousness.

"Farism and Confucianism are respected, and Le Xun Yuan Te is here to lead the charge."

The two are of the same age and roughly the same level. Yu Junheng has accepted the centuries-old foundation of Huang Confucianism, while Le Xunyuan has absorbed the remaining dragon energy in Beiyu.

In terms of actual combat experience, both of them are just starting out and can be said to be evenly matched.

Yu Junheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and said hurriedly: "I don't dare, please give me some advice from Young Master Le."

"The image of divine destruction!"

"Haofeng Mingjian!"

Although the two of them were young, when they really moved their hands, their power was not inferior to that of ordinary people. They instantly moved their palms in a frenzy, and danced with swords in a mighty wind, with a loud momentum.

Luo Hou and others did not stop, but directly crossed Haofatang and came to Yufeng Terrace.

Feng Ruqingqing, wearing a red dress and a silk scarf covering her face, was waiting.

"Wu Jun, long time see you."

"Feng Ruzun is even more elegant than before."

Yingshuang swept away the people behind Luo Hou and said calmly: "I originally wanted to learn Lord Wu's unparalleled skills, but it seems that Lord Wu has arranged a suitable opponent for me this time."

"The God of the Kingdom of Death is good at magic. You two can spend some time together."

"It turns out to be the god of the dead country, whom Yingshuang Qing has admired for a long time."

Shaohao saluted politely: "I don't dare, I came to ask Feng Ru Zunjia for advice on Confucian techniques."

Originally there was no need for Shaohao's help to break through the five paths of Hao Zheng, but Luo Hou wanted him to fight Feng Ru. Shaohao absorbed the techniques of the Kingdom of Death, the Tower of Merciful Light, the Poetic Heavenly City, Dengdao'an and Xuanzong. If It will be beneficial to him to learn more about Confucian techniques.

Everyone did not stop at Yufeng Terrace, but continued forward, arriving at Haozheng's third sword burial grave. (End of chapter)