Saint of the Confucian way

The emperor tribe is thousands of miles away, and the stone houses are scattered everywhere.

In a tall stone house, an old man with white hair and wrinkles sat cross legged in the air, a foot off the ground. His head is very large, especially his forehead, protruding a large piece, which is obviously very strange. When he looks carefully, he doesn't make people feel abrupt.

In front of him, there is a medicine mortar like a small jar. The medicine mortar seems to be made of ordinary bluestone, which is not unusual.

The medicine pestle is unusual, such as golden light condensation, tangible without body, slowly tamping down, slowly lifting, and constantly reciprocating.

In the depth of the medicine mortar, there are stars flowing. Thousands of stars are crushed into dust by the medicine pestle, rolled into slurry, and turned into brilliant star water. It is extremely beautiful and hides a great crisis.

The medicine power of the Star River is surging, as if it could climb mountains and fall into the sea. It keeps rushing upward, but as long as it jumps up a little, it will be crushed and pressed by the medicine pestle.

The old man had closed his eyes tightly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look out of the house.

The old man smiled kindly and said, "interesting."

The old man's eyes were slightly bright.

One eye of the stars fell out, and one eye of the thousand worlds was reborn.

Among the tribes, the semi saints and young great saints gradually increased for many years, and soon dozens of semi saints and great saints looked at Fang Yun's place.

The time tornado passed through Fang Yun and soon returned to Emperor Lan's back.

Emperor LAN is still confused.

Fang Yun seemed to know nothing. His eyes were empty and slowly turned blue and white, like the Oriental sky before dawn.

Emperor Lan was angry and anxious when he saw this scene. Fang Yun practiced during the competition and didn't pay attention to the hall and semi Saint at all.

Among the whole imperial family, he was the only one who mastered the time tornado in his youth. Even the most powerful saint, the great saint, managed to master it.

The power of time is always one of the strongest powers in the world. No power is absolutely superior to time.

Emperor LAN took a deep breath and said slowly, "since this little friend looks down on me and doesn't want to fight back, Emperor LAN had to try his best today."

With that, Emperor LAN opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned into a blue purple vortex.

The time tornado behind him suddenly accelerated and expanded rapidly.

He saw the four great saints hurried to take pictures of all the young children behind him. Then the four people lined up in a row and stepped out of the tribe, blocking between emperor LAN and the tribe.

In front of the four semi saints, it was like the end of the world. Behind the four semi saints, it was sunny and everything was safe.

Those imperial children stared at the front, envious and curious, stared at the expanding tornado and said nothing.

After several interest rates, the time tornado with a diameter of 100 feet turned into a time hurricane with a diameter of 3000 feet.

The blue and purple terrible hurricane stood on the turtle's back, so that the storm in the sky was slowly pushed away.

Some ancient creatures in the distance saw the time storm and fled one after another.

The saints in the tribe nodded gently. The emperor blue was indeed one of the best teenagers of the emperor family. Relying on the hurricane of time alone, it was enough to fight ordinary saints.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the front is just an ordinary blue purple storm, which looks magnificent.

However, in the eyes of all saints, there are eight hurricanes in this time, not one at all!

Eight time hurricanes are in different time and space, pouring from all directions to all directions.

Once overlapped, it is equivalent to eight saints.

The most terrible thing is that the time hurricane farthest from Dilan is ten times more powerful than the other seven time hurricanes!

That's the talent of a time controller. Borrow from the future!

Some of the great saints of the imperial family show envy. They can reach this state only at the level of the holy ancestor. Emperor blue is only a semi saint.

However, the emperor's saints are more concerned about Fang Yun, which is located in the center of the eight time hurricanes.

Even the gentle breeze caused by the time hurricane can make ordinary archaic creatures age for decades in an instant.

Now the eight time hurricanes are moving towards Fangyun. Now the accumulated time force is enough to make Fangyun aging for thousands of years, but Fangyun's appearance has not changed at all.

The saints vaguely guessed that Fang Yun should have a way to protect himself, so they were not ready to take action.

After several interest rates, eight time hurricanes arrived at Fang Yun's place at the same time.

The four legged black snake held Fang Yun's calf, turned his eyes, foamed at his mouth and fainted.

The power of eight time hurricanes after overlapping has exceeded the power of ordinary saints. You can see that the essence of heaven and earth flickers, and black space-time cracks are looming. The whole space can no longer withstand the damage of time hurricanes and may be broken into nothingness at any time.

However, Fangyun will never be affected!

Such a powerful eight time hurricane didn't hurt Fang Yun's hair and couldn't afford to blow Fang Yun's hair.

Emperor LAN looked at Fang Yun and felt an unprecedented despair in his heart. He even suspected that Fang Yun was sent by Taichu Jielong to attack him.

When the power of the eightfold time hurricane reached its peak and the space began to collapse, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

"I see!"

Just behind Fang Yun, there are vast mountains, with peaks like waves, like a boundless sea of mountains.

In the center of the sea of mountains, there is a strange peak rising and expanding.

The saints of the imperial family looked up and marveled.

In front of the sea of mountains, the time storm is so small.

Like ants watching the mountains.

"This is..." emperor Lan was so frightened that he was speechless for a moment.

Ancestral court of mountains!

The source of Wanyue!

Kunlun!

The highest Kunlun Mountains is as like as two peas jade shaped jade pieces that Fang Yun has acquired in Longcheng.

It is as like as two peas in the Kunlun Mountains of Shengyuan.

In the Wen palace, the mountain shaped jade emerged, burst into countless brilliance and fell on the left wall of the Wen palace.

The vast Kunlun Mountains are like sand.

Eternal Kunlun map!

A new mural of Wen palace was born.

After a flash, the space over Dilan collapsed, like a broken glass roof that couldn't bear the pressure.

The power of terror poured down.

Like the sky Kunlun, it falls to the emperor blue.

It is broader than the sky, heavier than the sky, and vaster than the starry sky.

Emperor blue madly urged his strength, and even used the holy power that could not be used, but his body was still motionless.

Emperor Lan's body seemed to be completely suppressed by Wanshan Zuting.

The faces of the four great saints changed together, and they stretched out their hands to hold them up

See the appearance of four kinds of heaven.

A towering ancient tree covers the four sides. Its flowers and fruits are like stars, swaying with the wind and surging with holy power.

A sea of clouds is rapidly expanding, treacherous and changeable, pervasive and everywhere.

A star river rises into the sky like a countercurrent waterfall, like the impact of ten thousand stars, fearless of heaven and earth, fearless of time and space.

The fourth vision of the heavens turned out to be a big hand, holding a whirlpool of stars in his hand and slowly lifting it up, as if it could collapse the heavens.

The four great saints join hands with each other like four heavenly pillars to support Kunlun.

The whole turtle shell was shaking.

The hundred winged turtle dragon roared loudly.

The four legged black snake took a breath, opened his eyes and woke up, but when he saw this scene, he turned his eyes and fainted again.

When the four great saints shot, the whole Kunlun Mountain was still under pressure, and the four great saints felt powerless.

The great saint who called out the hands of the heavens shouted, "don't stop!"

The mountains in Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slowly and soon returned to Qingming.

Fang Yun blinked, the Kunlun mountains behind him gradually faded, and the Kunlun Mountains in the sky began to slowly disappear.