V18.chapter 13

Back of Jianling gate!

Wang Xiong and the Ju que stepped in with Ye he Fengtian.

In a flash, Wang Kai saw a very wide space! Inside, countless star fragments, piled up into mountains, there are countless bones scattered.

Far away, it seems that there are bursts of roaring sound, and even, Wang Xiong also saw a vast sea of healthy qi blooming in the distance.

A shock wave from a distance, shaking the space here, the earth will collapse at any time.

"Roar ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There was a roar in the distance.

"Is this The Tu Xing was surprised to see the space with more than one concussion.

"Another invasion?" Ye Hefeng's face sank.

"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"

There seemed to be a cry in the distance.

"Wang Xiong, do you see the mountain ahead? There is an inscription from Laozi! Go and see for yourself. The ancient food clan has another wave of impact on the battlefield. I'll help you to resist it. After reading Laozi's masterpiece, go out and wait for me! " Ye he Fengtian said.

Said, ye he Fengtian rushed to the center of the distant concussion.

Wang Xiong watched Ye he go away to the sky, slightly dignified.

Not far away from Laozi's masterpiece?

Wang Xiong walked with the Tu Xing and saw a high mountain. It seemed that the mountain had been cut off in half. There were some words left on the smooth wall.

Wang Xiong looked carefully.

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ancient food regenerates and swallows the universe! Pangu will die forever!

Pangu, though dead without regret! We will never eat!

Li Er, although die without regret! We will never eat!

Ying Zheng, though dead without regret! We will never eat!

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there are only a few words, but these few words are full of great tragedy!

The first three sentences are Laozi's words, and Wang Xiong can't admit it wrong, but the last one is Ying Sihai's word?

No regret for death! All living beings will never eat!

Ten words, let Wang Xiong see the despair in this battlefield.

"Your Majesty, it seems that Laozi is really dead?" Tu Xing frowned.

Wang Xiong looked at the Tu Xing, took a deep breath and nodded.

"Your Majesty, you only brought me here this time. Do you want to use the sword of the son of heaven?" Tu Xing asked curiously.

Wang Xiong looked at the Tu Xing and shook his head: "no, this time I brought you here just to confirm your identity!"

"Me? I thought your Majesty was interested in my strength The Tu Xing said reluctantly.

Wang Kai glanced at the shameless Tu Xing.

Wang Xiong knew that ouyezi had forged a holy sword with Lu Zhenling. Wang Xiong speculated for several times whether the holy sword Lu pressure had turned into was the Tu Xing. However, thinking about Lu pressure's character and looking at the shameless and shameless Tu Xing, he always felt that it was impossible.

Wang Xiong is not sure, but someone here can be sure. Because ye he Fengtian said earlier that the Confucian Group saints succeeded Gou Jian to resist the invasion of the ancient food clan.

Here, maybe I can see my group of disciples. Among them, a group of Jinwu princesses will never admit Lu pressure wrong. They must know it clearly.

"Go! Let's go and have a look! " Wang Xiong pointed to a place covered with righteousness.

"Ah? Your majesty, ye he said to heaven earlier, let's go out first after watching it! " Tu Xing worried.

"Go Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiong strides toward the side where Haoran's righteousness lies.

Wang Xiong's eyes were pleasantly surprised by the vast sea of roads.

The sea of millions of miles of road shows that even without Confucius, Confucianism is still in prosperity.

Wang Xiong could see clearly that in the field of Confucianism and Taoism, there are numerous noble and righteous spirits. In addition to the spring and Autumn Annals and the Analects of Confucius, there are also "great learning", "the mean" and "Mencius", and one by one, the Confucian classics emit a surge of righteousness.

"Confucius said Chengren, Mengzi said righteousness, the road to heaven, Haoran right way!" There was a loud drink in the distance.

But see, like waves of white water, toward the distance swept away.

In the air in the distance, there are countless black alien strong men.

There are serpentine, Luocha, Heifeng, all kinds of alien, fierce toward the land of righteousness. One by one, they were ferocious and evil. They were not much weaker than the 108 Route Army led by Zhong Yue.

"The big golden fairy is fifteen? How can the alien race be so powerful? It's almost like winning Lear The Tu Xing exclaimed.

"Fourteen? Fifteen? Is it normal? " Wang Kai squinted and showed a surprise.

"Boom

The white water washed through, and the alien army was destroyed immediately.

"I hold the spring and autumn brush, calligraphy is magnificent!" There was a loud drink in the distance.

However, in the air, a Confucianist disciple, with a stroke of brush in his hand, was like a sword like force, charging a fourteen heavy bear head alien."Boom

Spring and autumn brushwork of the bold and upright, immediately that bear head alien race fly.

"Nangong Jingshu?" Wang Kai's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Confucius said," if three people walk, there must be my teacher. Choose the good and follow it, and change the bad one. " Another hand held a bamboo slip and waved it.

"Boom

There are three huge bamboo slips in the void, which collide with a deer head alien.

"Boom

With a loud noise, the alien was immediately knocked out.

"Zilu?" Wang Xiong's eyes lit up.

Nangong Jingshu, Zilu? No, there are a group of Confucianists over there. At the moment, under the command of Ziyu, they are methodically attacking and evolving the alien races here with noble righteousness.

Of course, most of them were Confucianists whom Wang Xiong did not know. Obviously, after Confucius died, Confucius' students also accepted numerous disciples, and the disciples accepted disciples again. The number of Confucian disciples is endless, and it is also very large here.

This is a large battlefield. Wang Kai's place is only a corner of the battlefield, and there are other battlefields. Yehe Fengtian rushed to the other side.

"Listen to all the Confucianists, the ancient food clan has been blocked by the front. As soon as possible, we will wipe out all the subordinates of the ancient food clan. Don't lose the face of Confucianism!" Ziyu drank loudly.

"Yes, Zengzi!" Countless Confucianists drank loudly.

"The three armies can capture the commander, but the individual can not capture the ambition." Ziyu drank loudly.

"Boom

In the sea of the road, it seems that there are countless armies gathered by Haoran Zhengqi, and rush to kill them in an instant.

"Boom!"

The two sides are extremely fierce, and it seems that neither side will let the general.

Ziyu was in charge of the Confucian scholars here, and Nangong Jingshu, Zilu and others kept fighting.

While suppressing these alien races, a three headed blood snake suddenly appeared behind Nangong Jingshu.

The three blood snakes came lurking, and even Nangong Jingshu didn't find it.

The three blood snakes burst out of his back when Nangong Jingshu was fighting against other nations with his spring and autumn brush in his hand.

"Boom

The three headed blood snake opened its mouth and bit off Nangong Jingshu.

"Master, be careful!"

"Three blood snake king? Darao Jinxian is 14 heavy, but he still stealthily attacks? Be careful

"Master uncle!"

"No, it's too late!"

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The Confucianists exclaimed, even Ziyu, commander-in-chief in the distance, changed his face, because the three headed blood snakes came so fast that they attacked Nangong Jingshu and caught everyone unprepared.

Nangong Jingshu is about to be swallowed.

Just at this moment, behind Nangong Jingshu, suddenly the righteousness condenses, and a huge white tiger suddenly appears.

"Roar ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The white tiger suddenly gave a fierce roar, and in the eyes of all the people, one bite, bit on the body of the three blood snakes.

"Click!"

The three headed blood snake seemed to have been bitten off by a white tiger and let out a scream.

"Damned three blood snakes, Haoran Zhengqi!" Zilu roared.

"Looking for the dead!"

"Kill!"

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All of a sudden, all the Confucianists shot together, and the killing moves of countless Haoran Zhengqi Ningxian shocked the three blood snakes.

We can see that the three blood snakes bitten by the white tiger are torn into pieces by a group of Confucian scholars.

At this moment, all the talents were still in fear, especially Nangong Jingshu, who was in a cold sweat and almost died in the hands of three blood snakes.

"White tiger? Who gathered the white tiger Zilu called.

The scholars looked at each other and said they were not themselves.

Not these Confucian scholars? Who is that? The white tiger is the most pure Confucius, Confucianism and Taoism.

Who?

At this moment, someone found a pile of broken stars in the distance, a white river into the sky.

"It's him!" A Confucian disciple pointed to Wang Xiong and called.

Wang Xiong stood on the top of a pile of rubble and looked at the Confucian disciples in the distance. For a moment, his heart was filled with excitement.

In the distance, Nangong Jingshu is also a long breath. After all, he just tumbled on the death line.

Nangong Jingshu saw Wang Xiong and Tu Xing, and through Wang Xiong's noble righteousness behind him, he understood that the white tiger he had just displayed.

But, this person, oneself do not know?

A Confucian disciple? Why don't I know?

"Thank you for saving your life. I don't know if you are...!" Nangong respects his uncle.

Nangong Jing uncle looks at Wang Xiong's eyes, always has some familiar feeling, but, can't say.One side Zilu looked at the white tiger which was slowly dispersing, and showed a trace of surprise: "how familiar, this white tiger, this white tiger is so familiar, this Haoran righteousness, as if, like...!"

Zi Lu frowned, but he could not understand why he was so familiar with his noble righteousness. Looking at Wang Xiong, seeing Wang Kai's eyes, Zilu is also shivering all over. This, how does this look!

"Teacher!" Ziyu in the middle of the air, suddenly his eyes lit up and exclaimed.

"What?" Numerous Confucianist disciples immediately looked at Ziyu in surprise.

You know, Ziyu's seniority is second only to Confucius in Confucianism. Ziyu, now also known as Zengzi, wrote the Confucian classic Da Xue. He is the object of worship of all Confucian disciples.

Ziyu called that teacher?

Who can be called a teacher by Ziyu? All the Confucianists dare not think about it!

Many Confucian disciples dare not think about it. Nangong Jingshu and Zilu dare to think about it. Compared with Wang Xiong's familiar eyes, for a moment, they were shocked.

"Old, old, teacher!" Zilu shivered and exclaimed.

"What, what, is that true? Teacher, teacher Nangong Jing's eyes suddenly turned red.

By the way, the man's eyes were right. They were the eyes that Zi Lu, Nangong Jing Shu and his brothers had been dreaming about and could never forget.

That look, right, right!

Although two people in the eyes of how many incredible, but, Ziyu are sure, that must be right, certainly right!

Teacher? Is the teacher alive again?

"Teacher!" Zilu and Nangong Jingshu immediately rushed to Wang Xiong.

"Roar!"

Wang Xiong's white tiger on the main road rushed to several alien clans who were going to attack them. Suddenly, fierce fighting broke out.

Innumerable Confucianist disciples have been stunned at the moment. What, what's the situation?

"Teacher, he, he is...!" A Confucian scholar looked at Nangong and asked anxiously.

"Confucius, the most holy teacher, Confucius! Teacher, why are you here? " Nangong Jingshu rushes to Wang Xiong.

All the Confucianists, however, were shocked.

Confucius?

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