Chapter 1247

"Boom

People did not know what kind of frightening scene the earth and the earth overturned.

However, at the moment, people are really aware of what is called the overturning of heaven and earth!

This moment.

Within a thousand miles of Tiancheng, it turns into a world of aura storm.

The void was completely destroyed and turned into a terrible chaos. Only the vast ocean of aura was raging on the sky!

Any warrior under the power of saints, not to mention standing in it, just rubbing the edge, will be crushed into powder!

Even the holy product array portrayed on the Tiancheng is broken in a crackling sound.

A group of Saint sons of the heaven stepping sect were even more affected by the force of the earthquake and fell into a coma on the spot.

"Don't be wild!"

The sage's eyes sank and his mouth burst.

In his hand, he held a white brush, which was cast like a flawless white jade, containing boundless noble spirit.

A high-ranking scholar of Confucianism, reading poems and books, is full of talent!

The brush of a Confucianist is a sacred vessel held by a sage stepping on heaven.

As soon as this Confucian pen appeared, the whole city was as if it was shrouded in literary atmosphere. Countless scholars recited aloud, and finally turned into thunder, shaking the void.

There are more jade like words, emerging from the literary atmosphere, writing away dragons and snakes, blooming infinite fluorescence, just like a small world in a square!

"Town!"

The sage of stepping on the sky, holding a Confucianist's brush, paints in the air and writes a word "Zhen".

As soon as the word "Zhen" comes out, the void becomes one of the heaviest. It seems that it contains an infinite force of repression, which slows down the flow of aura and even solidifies it!

However, it is impossible to resist the aura storm by relying on a single character.

The sage's face did not change, his pen was like a silver hook, and he wrote down the characters of big town one by one.

With the help of the sage of the cold moon, he managed to stop the storm of aura.

"Hoo!"

At the sight of this scene, the sage was relieved.

However, his heart is heavy to the extreme, the big tube wooden feather coat is far more powerful than he imagined!

Just in order to resist each other's power, he and Lengyue Saint were tired to deal with it. The cultivation of each other was far better than them.

"Damn it, the master of the white sword in Yijian palace doesn't necessarily have such accomplishments!

Where did the emperor find the strong one? "

A shadow flashed in the eyes of the sage stepping on the sky, and he was frightened in his heart.

He had thought that the wooden feather coat was comparable to the triple cultivation of a saint. At most, it was the top of the three levels of the sage, so that he could easily kill the sage of Lieyang.

However, he is not afraid, because he is also stepping into the triple cultivation of saints. In addition, Confucianism and cold moon saints are not necessarily weaker than each other.

It should not be a problem to defeat or repel the opponent.

However, the reality undoubtedly gave him a big slap in the face!

Even if the other side hit at will, they need to do their best to resist.

Such accomplishments, at least, are more than four levels of sage realm!

"Hum, even if you have the sage realm, how about four times of cultivation? This is the heaven stepping sect, not a place where anyone can be wild!"

The sage's eyes are cold, but he is not afraid.

"Step on the temple of heaven!"

Step on the heaven, the sage drank softly.

"Boom

And they saw a long and narrow crack in the sky.

In the crack, a line of convergence of bright thunder, tumbling jump.

And in the boundless thunder, an ancient temple, slowly floating out of it!

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