The Supreme Hegemony

"Damn it! When refining this mysterious thing reached the most critical moment, it was eaten back!"

The middle-aged man coughed up blood. The golden scroll suddenly returned to normal, reduced to the size of a palm and fell in front of him.

At the moment, the middle-aged man's face was very embarrassed. He never thought that he had been looking forward to for many years. Finally, he refined this mysterious thing to the most critical moment, and there was such a mistake and strong counterattack!

"Damn! Damn!..."

Two angry growls and another big mouthful of black blood gushed out. The middle-aged man put away the scroll, sat cross legged and tried his best to start healing. His injury this time is too serious and has eaten the source. Fortunately, he is now on the seventh floor. Often there will be no one to fight for ten thousand years, and such injury can be barely recovered in about one hundred thousand years.

"Huh? Hongmeng, make an appointment?"

Just for more than an hour, the middle-aged man, who was still in the process of nervous healing, frowned and turned his hand and took out a Golden Jade slip. Among them, there was a message of engagement from Hongmeng on the seventh floor, that is, Zhuge was in charge.

"I'm so angry!"

Seeing the news of the battle, the middle-aged man almost spewed blood again. It's too unlucky. He had just been strongly attacked, but there was a battle. Moreover, it came from the seventh floor and had to be fought! Suffocation, anger, depression, many emotions mixed with the heart, middle-aged people can't calm down for a long time.

Then he looked through the Golden Jade slips.

"This Hongmeng... It's terrible! If I were in my heyday, I might still have some possibility of victory. Now, I don't have enough chance to win. I'm almost sure of death. Hateful, I'm so unlucky!"

A moment later, the middle-aged man's face was dignified and silent for a long time. Finally, he had no choice but to turn his hand and throw out his own 1.41 million blood bathing orders and surrender directly!

"Boom..."

Soon, a magnificent and terrible force swept through, sweeping many blood bathing orders. At the same time, a void channel appeared, leading the middle-aged people to leave the island. Then, the rotating seventh floor Island fell! At the same time, Zhuge Pang also got the news that his opponent voluntarily surrendered through the Golden Jade slips. Then, a full 1.41 million blood bathing orders fell down like a hill.

The falling of the seventh layer island was a major event in the bloody war. It was known by countless talents for the first time. They soon knew through the Golden Jade slips that it was Hongmeng. Of course, they didn't know what the other party's reason was, whether they surrendered automatically or died in the war.

This battle was the easiest for Zhuge Pang. How could he know that the middle-aged man who claimed to be the black devil butcher almost died of anger! The painstaking accumulation of blood bathing orders, all handed over to others, this feeling is very oppressive.

Once again obtained 1.41 million blood bathing orders. In this season, Zhuge Pang has a full 4.39 million blood bathing orders. As long as he defeats any genius on the seventh floor, he can surpass 5 million blood bathing orders. At that time, he will rise to the eighth floor!

This is shocking. In the whole seventh floor, Zhuge Pang is the second person except for a Yingluo with 4.73 million blood bathing orders. Since he obtained so many blood bathing orders, the Yingluo has been silent for more than 100 million years. He dare not fight again for fear of being promoted to the eighth floor, and no one will be stupid enough to challenge her, because it is too terrible to provoke easily! In the eyes of the public, Zhuge Pang, who already has more than 4 million blood bathing orders, will also be silent like Yingluo. At the last minute, he will compete for places with the talented and strong on the seventh floor. After all, in terms of the number of blood bathing orders, he happens to be the third, so there is no need to take risks.

Duanmu can stand on the highest floor for 50 or 600 million years, and no one can shake it. No one doesn't know its terrible place!

quiet? Continue the engagement?

After winning the simplest victory unexpectedly, the idea flickered in Zhuge Pang's heart. Even if he made a decision, he continued to fight! Now, he has the idea of invincibility and has the confidence to sweep invincible. Even if Zhuge is in charge of the house, he is not afraid!

In the last battle, which one to choose? Zhuge Pang carefully looked up the many talents on the seventh floor. A title jumped into his eyes, Shijun! According to the brief introduction in the Golden Jade slips, this is a very rebellious existence. What we practice is not the magic and secret methods in the general sense, but the noble righteousness in cultivating our heart and calling ourselves Confucianism.

This is a very special group. In the original Hongmeng universe, Zhuge Pang also encountered it, but its development is very slow. The strongest is not even an immortal. He is very curious. What kind of atmosphere is it that can nourish the noble righteousness in his heart to such a state? He instinctively likes Confucianism. Such strong people pay attention to benevolence, educate all living creatures and support justice.

Jozhan Shijun!

After choosing his own goal, Zhuge Pang did not hesitate to make another engagement.

On an island, in the depths of a bamboo forest, a scholar dressed in Confucian clothes and tied a jade belt around his waist looks like a jade tree facing the wind. He is writing poetry. His breath is silent. It seems that the spirit is integrated with heaven and earth, and all the light lines between heaven and earth seem to be absorbed into the general by him, with an atmosphere of soaking up the sun and moon.

"In the misty Pavilion, I sit alone on the thousand peaks, talking and laughing. Who can enjoy it? Thousands of miles across the smoke waves. When I get old, I still think about the ends of the world and feel melancholy!"

The scholar is writing poetry with his brush strokes. His brush strokes are full of strength and sharp breath. Each stroke and painting is like a dragon, a mountain and a dragon vein, containing a magnificent artistic conception, which is almost suffocating! In this way, the scholar's throat burst out with a majestic sound, like a spring thunder, which stung all things and sprouted vitality. There are macro sounds of Confucian education of heaven and earth between heaven and earth, ancient, pure and deeply intoxicating.

After a poem was written, the scholar breathed a sigh of relief. At that time, he had a feeling of smiling. Looking at the poem he made, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmm? Is there an appointment? Hongmeng?"

At this moment, he seemed to feel something. The scholar frowned slightly, turned his hand and took out a Golden Jade slip.

Time passed slowly. The scholar's face had a dignified color, and a kind of wisdom light twinkled in his eyes, as if he was calculating something.

"Hoo!"

For a long time, he took a long breath and muttered to himself "Although a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall and fighting fiercely is not the work of our generation of Confucianism, I'm bound to win the quota this time. Only when I get the quota can I hope to condense the perfect heavenly heart universe and become the world king! World king, if our Confucianism has a world king, it will become more and more prosperous. This is conducive to the foundation of all ages! It's not our generation's work to retreat bravely in a hurry , let's have a fight. However, it's best to be able to fight a gentleman. Life is especially important, but you can overcome the world! "

Reaching out, he took up the poem he wrote, and then put it away. The scholar responded to the Golden Jade slips. Although he knew it might be very dangerous, there was no regret on his face. Instead, he had a taste of openness and justice. His sleeves were floating, a gesture of Confucian sage.

On Zhuge Pang's Island, he waited quietly. In vain, the Golden Jade Jane shook and the news came.

Shijun, promise to fight!

With a smile on his face, Zhuge Da got up and walked towards the void channel