Saint of the Confucian way

What they perceive is the invisible world behind them. What they observe is the source of the torrent of the holy way, and the nothingness and chaos they think about.

What they want is Hongmeng after chaos.

The end of the beginning of heaven and earth, the source of the beginning of all things.

Emperor he looked at the witch array, but he couldn't understand anything, because all creatures are equal. No matter how powerful creatures and gifted gods are, they can only understand once.

The witch array of the imperial family borrows strength from the source of the world by the most natural, seemingly absurd and incredible means.

The chaotic Hongmeng triggered by the emperor's pole is everything he saw and knew, and even everything he had never seen and unknown.

At this moment, Fang Yun seemed to become a Taichu race, feeling the rebirth at the moment of birth.

See chaos, see Hongmeng.

In the beginning, there were countless families, but only the holy way.

Fang Yun's wheel of heaven is rotating at the highest speed, even exceeding the speed of light. It rotates in a strange form, as if it transcends time and space, and is in different space and time at the same time.

Behind Fang Yun, the water light is like a wall, the water waves are rippling, and a round of silver wheels of heaven are emerging, more and more, dense and endless.

After all, Fang Yun is not a primitive race. He doesn't have enough Taichu power in his body, and his body surface shrinks rapidly.

Wenqu star, which has been suspended behind, shines brightly.

In the center of Fang Yun's Wengong starry sky, there is a translucent Wenqu star!

Not fragments, not miniature, but a complete Wenqu star!

The only Wenqu star projection in the world, enter fangyunwen palace!

Wenqu starlight is like a rich milk waterfall, pouring down from above the Wenqu palace. Finally, the whole Wenqu palace is filled with liquid Wenqu starlight!

We can see that the level of liquid Wenqu starlight is falling rapidly, but it is rising rapidly, so it keeps circulating.

Fang Yun's shriveled body slowly recovered.

When Emperor Ji shouted out the last syllable of sacrifice, Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes.

In Fang Yun's eyes, all beings are like flowers, brilliant and in full bloom, and all boundaries are like fire, brilliant and blazing.

"I stand on my own!"

Fang Yun opened his mouth and the sound shook Xiaoyu.

However, Emperor he couldn't hear it. Emperor couldn't hear it. They couldn't hear it.

Because that voice is not here and now.

Emperor he took a deep breath, and the holy power was boiling all over him. The gray gold holy power formed a column of flame and rushed straight into the sky, like a fountain.

In the gray golden flame fountain, there are strange tracks, which entangle with each other to form thin black chains.

At the same time, the precious treasure in the hands of emperor he gradually melted into the gray gold holy power.

Finally, Zhibao is fully integrated into the gray gold holy power and forms a holy power fountain upstream together.

The rapid melting of the Taichu stone altar under Emperor he.

The holy power flame fountain rushed higher and higher, and more and more. When the Taichu stone under the emperor and his body completely melted, the emperor and his body shook slightly, and his body lost its light. He was tired in place, squinted, and struggled to hold the ground with his hands like a withered old tree to see the movement.

The torrent of Shengli, which went up high in the sky, began to turn, and finally returned in the sky, falling straight to Fangyun.

A strange scene appeared. In the process of falling, the mighty holy power torrent began to change slightly, and countless identical faces appeared on the surface.

It's all like emperor he.

Some of those faces are happy, some are angry, some are crazy, some are angry, some are happy, some are bitter, some are sad, and some are stupid

Countless faces are constantly changing, leading to the distortion of the holy power torrent, and even deviate from the original direction.

The great power of the holy ancestor, gathered by the holy way, becomes a living creature!

However, those black chains are like the reins of wild horses, trapping the whole torrent of holy power.

Those faces suddenly began to change, turning into anger, then pain, and then despair

Boom!

The torrent of the holy family is like a waterfall. Try to reach the top of Fang Yun's head. At the moment of meeting, Emperor Ji threw out a black rope. There are knots on the rope, dense and endless at first glance.

The knot of time is coiled between Fangyun and Shengli torrent, as if it is blocking the great power of Shengzu.

Slowly, the knot of time slowly melted, and finally, it completely merged with the holy power torrent and rushed in along Fang Yun's head.

The emperor stared at Fang Yun and was ready to use the hook emperor armor at any time.

However, a strange scene appeared. In the eyes of emperor Ji, Fang Yun suddenly had two strange smells all over his body.

The emperor couldn't see that power. He only saw one power as if it were a ball and the other as if it were square.

However, in Fang Yun's perception, the country and the world suddenly released the protector.

It can be seen that Fang Yun is completely placed in the translucent spherical family country world, and the family country world, which has absorbed so much Jiuji Tianzhu, the source of heaven and earth and the mother liquor of all things, has far exceeded the nature of the family country world, and even the nature of the literary world.

The country and the world rose slowly and finally stopped between Fangyun and Shengli torrent.

However, the power of the holy ancestor is so strong that the family, the country and the world can't support it.

See the holy power torrent running along the surface of the family, country and world. Finally, the whole family, country and world seem to be wrapped by the holy power torrent.

However, the torrent of holy power flowing from the surface of the country and the world is a little slower.

Even so, the torrent of holy power can break Fang Yun.

On the inverted peak mountain in the center of the country and the world, all saints sing together in the temple.

All the statues inside turned into a living Terran saint. Those Terran saints flew up, turned into streamers, and integrated with the transparent outer wall of the country and the world.

The speed of Shengli torrent is greatly reduced.

Seeing that the slowing Shengli torrent is about to fall on Fang Yun, the Wen palace directly appears, like a huge house, enveloping Fang Yun.

The holy power torrent flows over the Wen palace and wraps all the Wen palace before it officially flows into Fang Yun's head.

The torrent of holy power has obviously been weakened by multiple factors. However, at the moment when the torrent enters the top, Fang Yun only feels that his head is cracked, his bones are turned into powder, and his tears flow out uncontrollably. That is the spontaneous reaction of the body.

At the moment, Fang Yun's body has completely reached the level of semi saint of ordinary barbarians, but he still can't bear this power.

Fang Yun bit his teeth and kept accepting the torrent of holy power.

The torrent of holy power flows rapidly and finally completely enters Fang Yun's Wen palace and condenses into a liquid person like emperor and.

The liquid man is very strange. Sometimes he appears and sometimes disappears. It seems that sometimes he is not in this space or at this time.

The liquid man approached the six silver bodies and suddenly disappeared. After a while, he suddenly appeared.

In the hands of liquid people, there is a sin bone fish.

Then, the liquid man turned into a ball to wrap the sin bone fish and rushed out of the Wen palace.

At this moment, the emperor put endless divine light out of his eyes.

Boom!

Just as the liquid sphere flew out of the Wen palace and just appeared, there was thunder in the void.

Endless purple divine thunder appeared without warning, and spread all over the world, covering a million miles. It was as dense as a waterfall, as if the thunder between heaven and earth gathered here.

Straight down the hundred winged turtle dragon.