Saint of the Confucian way

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, it seemed to forget everything. Then, a bell rang and a chime sounded like morning bell and evening drum, breaking the beautiful picture in front of everyone.

Several people who were addicted to the artistic conception in the poem suddenly opened their eyes and showed their anger. They instinctively looked for who had destroyed the beauty in their hearts.

However, in their ears, in addition to the sound of bells and chimes, there are also strange sounds, but the strange sounds seem to be like the chirping of happy birds. They are not only harmless, but also particularly pleasant to hear.

Holy pages burn, turning emptiness into reality!

A clock, a chime, hung high in the sky.

In ancient times, either bell or chime can only be used for great rites. It is a guard of honor for the son of heaven and the majesty of princes.

There is a word "emperor" engraved on the clock and a word "Jun" engraved on the chime.

Emperor Zhong Jun chime, the former sound is thick and melodious, the latter sound is crisp and long, ringing in turn.

The emperor's power is like a bell and his grace is like a chime. It turns into a magnificent and bright voice, which spreads in all directions.

The sound of wonder is just the insignificant dust under the vast power!

This is not a war poem, but the power of holy pages to turn emptiness into reality and courage endow this poem with great power.

The strange and mysterious sound of the demon king's Ming music is so strong that ordinary college students can't even resist five breath, but under the chime and chime of the bell, it is like a breeze.

"Kill!" Mr. Guo said, spitting out his words.

"Kill!" all the university students spit out their swords and kill the demon man in front.

Even the extremely ferocious demon king manwang also had a short panic after discovering that the powerful Mingqi fan voice failed. The chaotic defense line originally to protect Mingqi had a big problem.

"Brother Han, it's up to you!" said bachelor Guo.

Everyone rushed close to the demon man and was about to meet each other. The demon man Kings also reacted and not only controlled the corpse demon man to rush forward, but also attacked themselves.

Without saying a word, Han Wencong, a Bachelor of Han Feizi family, rushed to the demon man first, slapped him on the chest, ejected blood and turned green in an instant.

"Where the body is, where the righteousness is stored, my blood turns blue, and I exchange all my longevity for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

Under the urging of bixuedanxin's power, Han Wencong appeared a code in front of him, and behind him appeared a prison platform. On the platform, there stood an unbreakable prison.

Han Wencong was only 65 years old. He had only a few white hair on his head. It was no problem to live to 90. However, after using bixuedanxin, his white hair, dry skin, lost teeth and curled up.

"The code of sacrifice is a prison!"

The most powerful skill of Terran to trap the enemy.

Han Wencong finished, as if he had exhausted his last strength and stretched out his guidance to his legalist code.

This finger is so weak and powerless. In Fang Yun's eyes, it seems to slow down countless times. It takes enough time for a dying boy to grow into a dying old man.

Han Wencong's code exploded into a huge prison, covering all the demons gathered in front of him.

At the moment when the demon man was covered by the prison, everyone broke through the demon man line except Mo Ming and Han Wencong.

Ordinary painted earth as a prison can only trap these demons for half a breath at most, but the painted earth as a prison formed by exhausting all life and sacrificing the power of the code is enough to trap these demons for two breaths.

Therefore, the battlefield Canyon is divided into three sections.

At the end, Mo Ming built a male city with his own strength to resist a large number of demons and barbarians. Whether it is the living demon Barbarian King or the corpse demon Barbarian King, they are very powerful, but the power of a great scholar is equally powerful all his life.

In the middle, Han Wencong stepped on the white clouds, his hair and skin slowly fell off, and even his clothes began to be weathered, turning into powder.

But in front of Han Wencong, a huge prison stood. All the demons in it were held in different cells. These demons attacked the walls of the cell desperately.

After two breaths, Han Wencong turned into ashes, and the power of painting the ground as a prison disappeared. Many demon man kings rushed out in anger and tried their best to kill.

Although these demon barbarian kings have long been ready, they did not expect that the human race should be so decisive. When they came up, they would exhaust all their life and sacrifice all their strength. In front of the prison formed by Haoran righteousness, even if there are three demon kings of the ancestral God family, it is difficult to break through quickly.

Terrans can't get powerful power directly from their blood like demon barbarians, but Terrans can inherit the wisdom of their ancestors!

Unlike some demon barbarians, the Terran worships the ethereal God, but takes the real ancestors as the belief and the real sages as the belief, inherits and carries forward their wisdom, and obtains the great power no less than the demon barbarian blood!

The volumes of history, the names and the words are the sincere and true beliefs of the human race.

The demon king mingle stared at Fang Yun's back and shouted instinctively, but his throat suddenly became hoarse.

His power was temporarily blocked by the chime of emperor Zhong Jun, and completely lost its function in the next battle!

"This... How can it be? How can his courage be so powerful!"

"There is no empty scholar under the fame. When he becomes a great scholar, the king will kill him!" Ao Cang, the Dragon King of Zhenhai, with his eyes full of war spirit, rushed forward with other demons.

"Ao Cang, do it. As long as you kill him, I'll ask my father to open the way for you in Wanwu mountain and find the ZuLong real blood you need!" mingle shouted.

The king of Zhenhai dragon didn't look back and said firmly, "I'll take what I want!"

Ming LEGO said in a loud voice, "the Dragon saint of the West Sea is incompatible with Fang Yun. When Fang Yun is canonized, the first person to kill must be the Dragon saint of the West Sea! If you don't kill Fang Yun today, you will be the sinner of the dragon family!"

"I want to kill people, I will kill myself!" Zhenhai Dragon King still flies forward quickly, his tone is still firm, and his voice seems to be more magnificent than emperor Zhong Junqing.

"You..." demon Wang mingle stared at the huge white figure of the town sea dragon king in a daze.

"I am a dragon!" the Dragon King of Zhenhai left the last sentence and continued to move forward, but never attacked anyone.

Mingle was quietly suspended in the air. He saw the demon king husha of the ancestral gods suddenly rush forward at a speed far faster than all the great scholars. At the same time, he shouted: "Fang Yun, don't escape. One of the strategies left by Bing Mansheng on the verge of death is that it's better not to affect Kong Shenye, but also to kill you in the Three Valley LianZhan! You should be proud of dying here."

Everyone ahead remained unmoved.

A fox demon king gave a soft laugh: "the demon is quite a holy order. In the ancient land of three valleys, only one Fang Yun was killed, and the rest will not be blamed. If you help Fang Yun, do your best to kill! You scholars, as long as you hand over Fang Yun, you will be safe, or you will die here with Fang Yun."

A snake demon king of the ancestral God family said with a sly smile: "Fang Yun, do you sacrifice all the scholars here for your own life? Two university scholars have died because of you. Do you want to watch the next 13 undergraduates, five Hanlin, four Jinshi and five people bury you?"

The fox demon king replied, "fellow scholars, Fang Yun is so selfish that he doesn't pay attention to your life at all. Is it still worth saving? Ask yourself, is it worth it?"

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