Starting from the demon, turn history into myth!

Especially the special figures among them.

Even if it is a phantom.

All of them faintly made him feel the ultimate danger, which was an existence far beyond his realm.

An image was left behind.

Can.......

Is this the power of a scholar?

how can that be! ! !

A roar.

Boundless magic power poured out, trying to shake the sky, and he held rules one after another in his hands.

tear apart the endless void.

The matter of heaven and earth turned into ashes.

But they couldn't let him break free and protect himself in this vast river of culture.

Thoroughly inspire the star soul of Wenqu, attract countless scholars in history, and use their awe-inspiring righteousness as fuel.

Borrow the power of the whole Wen Dao.

This is Wen Tianxiang's method.

Invisibly.

Wen Tianxiang's figure is also on fire.

And his voice also fell at this time.

"Xingming Wenqu, have you seen the power of my scholar in history!"

After finishing speaking, between heaven and earth.

It sounded like an article.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river and the mountains, and the upper part is the sun and stars. People call it Haoran, and it is full of heaven and earth..."

Accompanied by the continuous sound of the article.

The awe-inspiring literary spirit in the sky quickly evolved into infinite supernatural powers.

Heyue, sun and stars all evolve.

Vow to obliterate Ba Siba.

Chapter 190 The third chapter of Wen Dao's calamity, integrate various systems, and return to reality! (seek full determination)

The bright Wenqu star seemed to be completely activated at this moment, folding the space.

Countless light years across.

It has abruptly evolved into this world, and figures of literati and poets manifest in it.

The will of the saints is about to be revived faintly.

The rules are locked, play-and-play.

As the world's first mythical creature, Phagsiba has an immortal lifespan, transcending the essence of life and death.

Infinite power.

But at this moment, under such a torrent of humanity, he has no right to resist.

The sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers, the evolution of the stars.

Wen Quxing's rules locked him firmly above the sky.

Little by little.

The demonic energy evaporated, and the demonic nature trembled. His real body couldn't hold it for the first time.

It reveals the terrifying soul of the immortal and demon primordial spirit, as well as the half-Buddha and half-demon fruit.

The soul of the fairy god is stronger than the real body, and so is the Dao fruit, because there are countless rules contained in these.

More sacred than the real body.

But in the face of the suppression of such higher rules, it can only be broken down little by little.

One after another rules were pulled out and returned to the world, and most of the Dao fruit was shattered.

His own truth was obliterated.

Ba Siba's figure faded away.

And the corresponding Wen Tianxiang has also been completely burned, turning into a figure among the Mingming Wenqu star.

A little spirituality affects the great power of Wenqu.

Continue to suppress and wear down Basiba.

And just when everyone thought that Basiba was about to die.

Sudden.

"Boom!"

A loud bang.

As if something had been touched.

Blast off the limit.

The magic star held in the palm of the soul flew out in an instant, bursting out with terrifying power.

Shake the vast river away.

In the dark.

One after another figures also pulled out from the magic star.

The magic star that Ba Siba thought had been completely refined, became extremely strange at this moment.

Only the endless essence remains in it.

Because this is the least valuable thing for fairy creatures.

The figures looked like gods and demons, surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the whispers of resentment against 920 resounded crazily.

The purer darkness gushes out madly than before.

This kind of power immediately polluted the mighty river, and even the big star Wenqu was affected.

began to fade.

but also this moment

Ba Siba's primordial spirit was completely shattered, and many fragments disappeared without a trace along with the magic star that only had essence left.

Most of the shattered Dao Fruit also flew into the depths of the void.

But Wen Tianxiang, who had only a little spirituality left, had no way to stop them.

Because now Wenqu Daxing ushered in the curse of the demon god from the ancient years in the magic star.

Whispers of evil, magic, polluting rules.

It is suppressing the entire Wenqu star.

Even Star Soul is backing down.

After all, this is not a complete Wenqu star, nor does it exist in mythology, so Wen Dao Changhe was still affected after all.

see this scene.

Wen Tianxiang sighed.

He also understood now.

It turned out that the curse left over from the ancient times was to deal with Wen Dao, it was revenge.

But even if you think about it.

It is also very difficult for him to prevent the following changes.

The way of writing is damaged.

It is no longer as perfect as it used to be.

In the future, this extraordinary way may be greatly affected.

The only good news is that Ba Siba is dead.

Even if not dead.

But it's also hard to come back.

Think of this.

While Wen Tianxiang breathed a sigh of relief, he was about to devote himself to the literary way and do his last part.

Help Wendao some.

And when he wanted to take a last look at the Southern Song Dynasty.

suddenly.

In the dark, some kind of cause and effect beats.

Wen Tianxiang paused.

Blessed to the soul.

"Wen Dao is also Human Dao, or it can be complemented by Human Dao"

Thoughts fell.

Implicit rule changes.

In the dark.

The jade seal in the hand of the Southern Song emperor suddenly flew out and turned into a weak dragon.

Consistent with the Haoran River.

Transform into (cjci) a white jade dragon, and there is a faint tendency to transform into a dragon.

The same is true of the weak Southern Song Dynasty.

And the fact that the originally unrestrained writing and Taoism were compatible with the system also stopped the deterioration.

But there are also distinct levels.

"It is in line with the imperial examination, and the hierarchical system, unless you are really in the opposition and have great Confucian talents, you can't escape such restrictions at all!"

"I don't know if it's good or bad!"

Wen Tianxiang sensed the mysterious change in the way of writing, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

You know, what he saw in the picture scrolls of the Holy Tang Dynasty was not so strict, although it was indeed vaguely related to the imperial examination.

But it does not prevent people in the field from learning.

The literary spirit is self-generated, and the foundation is cultivated.

Of course, Wen Tianxiang was only worried for a while, and he didn't care about this point.

After all, he is dead.

With only a little spirituality left, under the protection of Haoran Changhe, go to Wenqu Star.

Become a literary foundation.

"Perhaps, in the future, there will be the existence of the talents of the sky and the earth, attracting the great stars of Wenqu, let me come back and take a look!"

Finally, he glanced at the Southern Song Dynasty behind him with nostalgia, and Wen Tianxiang followed the lead of Wenqu star.

away leisurely.