Saint of the Confucian way

Seeing Fang Yun, Gu Xu saw the white light.

It is a giant statue of Fang Yun composed of pure white holy light, sitting in the starry sky, with clear facial features and closed eyes.

The Holy Light Fang Yun doesn't look big, just as high as a dozen floors, but if you continue to look, you will find that it is getting bigger and bigger until it covers the whole world.

The Holy Light Fang Yun clearly closed his eyes and meditated, but in the perception of ancient emptiness, he looked at the world and knew everything.

The powerful destruction of the ten sides just now was dissolved by the holy light.

Gu Xu has never seen this holy light Terran with his own eyes, but he has seen it in the classics and divine images of the demon world.

That's how the holy thoughts of Kong Sheng and the second sage of the human race were.

However, even when Kong Shengheng pressed the demon world, the giant statue of Shengnian also had some transparency, and now Fangyun's Shengnian loud noise is not transparent, but very strong.

It's like milk.

The movement of the holy mind seems to have a great power to help the crisis and calm the chaos. The holy mind is where the ten sides are stable.

Gu Xu found that the whole space became viscous.

Extremely subtle ripples, centered on the movement of Saint Nian Fang, ripple in all directions and spread over hundreds of millions of miles.

The town is sealed in ten directions.

Holy power!

Gu Xu took a breath of cool air, because this is Fang Yun's second display of the power of the noumenon. Before the space moved, it is now a more powerful Zhenfeng Shifang.

Among the ten sides of the town, no power related to space can be used under the great saint.

Even if it is a great saint, unless it also has the great power to block ten directions, all space abilities are banned.

Gu Xu looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. The Terran is quite different from the demon.

The holy powers of demon barbarians are mainly inherited by blood, and then by luck.

The great power of Terran mainly depends on its own ability.

If the ability is insufficient, no matter how lucky you are, you can't get a powerful power.

Gu Xu couldn't understand why Fang Yun got two kinds of space powers just after he was canonized, and it was a great saint power?

Fang Yun understood Gu Xu's doubts at a glance, smiled calmly and did not explain.

Back in the Archaic period, Fang Yun's understanding of space power has far exceeded that of all the great saints in the world.

"Why hasn't your breath decreased at all?" Gu Xu looked at Fang Yun and his voice was full of loss.

Now he is completely reduced to an ordinary semi saint.

The square movement moves towards the ancient emptiness step by step, and the space moves hundreds of miles step by step.

In the rear, the Shengdao study has been completely broken, but the stationery are still there, but most of them have cracks.

Ao Zhou carefully stood suspended on the desk and stared at Fang Yun.

He saw what had just happened, but he couldn't understand it.

Seeing that Fang Yun didn't speak, Gu Xu decided that he despised himself and sneered, "don't hold on. Even if you have experienced a big war, you can't maintain your peak. You can't kill me now! You can't think of my treasure!"

Gu Xu said that, proudly raised his head, the divine light rushed into the sky behind him, and a whole six and a half holy treasures flew out.

A semi holy hammer and a semi holy axe.

There is a semi holy copper bottle on the top of his head. A semi Holy Shield appears in front of him. His body is covered with scales and holy armor. The surface is surrounded by strands of white silk thread formed by semi holy treasures, forming a transparent light cocoon, which completely surrounds him.

With these six semi holy treasures alone, Gu Xu can kill an ordinary semi holy statue even if his holy power fails.

"Good."

When Fang Yun finished, he suddenly threw a small meteor at Gu Xu.

Gu Xu hurriedly dodged.

The little meteor was divided into ten. Ten suns rolled the space, galloped forward and hit Gu Xu.

In the great power of Zhenfeng, Gu Xu couldn't escape such a huge sun at all. He had to roar and control the semi holy treasure to attack the sun.

Without the power of emperor Ting's true blood, the sun of this degree is only about the same as the ordinary sun. It is a threat to the ordinary semi saint, but it is nothing to Gu Xu.

Fang Yun took back the little meteor and threw it out again.

Twenty suns fly away.

Then, 40 suns, 80 suns, and 160 suns!

Three hundred and ten suns radiated vast heat, hitting the ancient void and enveloping the ancient void.

Gu Xu didn't dare to defend at all. He couldn't bear the power of more than 300 suns exploding at the same time. He had to take the initiative to attack and explode one sun after another.

When each sun explodes, it will send out a strong flame of the holy way and impact Gu Xu.

Gu Xu is miserable, but he can only bite his teeth and insist.

Fang Yun looked at the dim little meteor, put it away, and then took out one study appliance after another from the literary world.

Pen holder, pen washer, desk, pen holder, chair, etc.

After taking out a complete set, the light cyan translucent Shengdao study appeared again.

Ao Zhou in the distance put holy thoughts outside and flew into the new Shengdao study with intact stationery such as inkstone turtle and holy page. He honestly recovered his three foot body and lay on the desk to pack stationery.

Ao Zhou felt that his brain had become rigid. Where did Fang Yun get so many holy stationery?

When Fang Yun was in Shengyuan, he received countless. With other people's gifts, booty and his own collection, he can collect hundreds of sets.

And all things have experienced the baptism of time.

Fang Yun sat on the table and chair again, spread out the holy page, picked up his pen and dipped it in ink, looked at the sun constantly impacting Gu Xu in front, and didn't write.

After a long time, Gu Xu was exhausted and defeated the last sun. His body was also impacted by the power of the sun explosion. He kept retreating and turning over. He couldn't keep his balance and swaying.

The surface of his two and a half holy weapons has become pitted, and the four defensive holy treasures have become broken.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Gu Xu breathed heavily, his chest fluctuated violently, and the wounds around him were recovering at a very slow speed.

"You... Can't kill me."

Gu Xu bent over and bowed his back, but his eyes stared at Fang Yun, full of unyielding.

Fang Yun ignored Gu Xu's anger and said, "I travel around Taigu and watch the real body of Kunlun. I occasionally get a poem. The weather is myriad, and it is difficult for the heavens to reach. Once this poem is published, it will surpass the ancient and modern world, and become the first holy war poem in the world. Today, it is the first poem to see you off, so that you will not be lonely on the huangquan road."

Gu Xu smiled coldly and said: "You think I'm not good at literature, so I don't know anything about human poetry? I've read human poetry all the time, including holy war poetry. You people have been semi holy for generations, and they all despise poetry and attach importance to classics. War poetry has become popular in recent decades. Although their holy war poetry is good, it's just embellishment. What's more, holy war poetry is different from ordinary war poetry. It's very strict in poetry, so people So far, there are no handed down holy war poems. You have just been canonized. Why do you make holy war poems and falsely claim to be the first in the world? If there are the first holy war poems in the world to kill me, I will die without regret! "

Fang Yun said, "no regrets in death? I was a little sorry for the first day of killing the demon world. Since you have no regrets, you have helped me."