As thunder fell from the sky one after another, each stronger than the other......

He looked up at the pillar of blood-colored light, his voice getting weaker and weaker......

"The strength of me and yours is very different!"

"You can't kill me in a short time!"

"Your Majesty, Ghost Venerable, will be here soon!"

Qin Feng saw the movements of this ghost path chief and immediately understood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It turns out that he is the source of the power of this blood-colored pillar of light......"

"Provide the location of the Onizun ...... here"

"If you can't kill him before the arrival of the Ghost Venerable, all the people inside and outside this Firmament Battlefield will have to die!"

"If I am captured by the Ghost Venerable and handed over to the Demon Ancestor, he will release the 100,000 demons of the Demon Suppression Abyss......"

"The Terrans of Middle-earth will be devastated, facing the danger of extinction!"

The thoughts in Qin Feng's heart became more and more firm!

"I can't die! No one around me is allowed to die!"

"I can't enter below the True Martial Realm of this Firmament Battlefield, I can only rely on myself!"

"If you want to kill the powerhouse of the Fake Heaven Martial Realm, you must show all your strength!"

Qin Feng was in a hurry, he raised the dragon golden pen, his mental power was completely injected, and with a dragon groan, the golden pen turned into a golden dragon and rose into the sky!

Immediately after that, the force was completely injected into the True Martial Saint Vein, and with a sharp sword groan, a long sword phantom rose up behind Qin Feng!

The sword body wrapped in chaotic breath, the inscription is as bright as a star!

The sun, moon and stars are engraved on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants are engraved on the other side, and all things in heaven and earth are in it!

Although the inscription is exactly the same as that of the prince, it is not as domineering as the prince's golden sword, like the sun exposing everything......

Rather, it is restrained and subtle, like a dark night that encompasses all!

The Chaos Sword Shadow flew high, and it was actually merged with the Golden Ying Dragon!

Subsequently, "who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat and green" fourteen-character poem words are like meteors integrated into it!

In the sky......

The samurai roared hoarsely......

Confucian Langlang Books......

At this moment, they were originally mutually exclusive, but now they become one!

In the midst of the radiance, a dazzling long sword was revealed inch by inch!

The golden mangs are the edges, the silver mangs are the spines, the ink is the spine, the haoran gas is the fang, and the fourteen-character righteous poem is written on it!

The words are like stars, and the light is full of flames!

Such as the sword of the open sky, but also like the pen of spring and autumn!

Advance can open up the world, retreat can write a book and speak!

At the moment when this sword appeared, a cloud of purple qi wrapped this sword and steadily fell into Qin Feng's hand!

The treasure weapon of the unity of Confucianism and martial arts, automatically recognizes the master!

Without waiting for the Ghost Dao Grand Butler to react, Qin Feng was already holding a sharp sword in his hand, and a sword stabbed out!

Confucianism and martial arts "Mozi Swordsmanship" killer move - ink dots!

Ten swords swung out, turned into a single sword, and stabbed straight into the chest of the Ghost Dao Grand Administrator!

The golden pen of the treasure Tenglong brought out in the small world of Confucianism and Taoism......

The true martial saint vein of the strongest martial artist in Middle-earth!

Righteousness, righteous and righteous Confucian poetry......

Confucianism and martial arts, the world-minded "Mozi Swordsmanship"......

In Qin Feng's hands, it became one!

"Poof!"

The ghost path demon body that even thunder shattered was finally penetrated under this sword!

Clouds of black gas billowed out of the sword's wound like smoke!

"You...... You can actually combine the two ways of Confucianism and martial arts into one!"

There was finally an irrepressible consternation in the Grand Manager's tone!

"Impossible...... Confucianism and martial arts have been competing for thousands of years, if they can be fused, how can they ...... Why are you dead or alive!"

"It's an illusion, it's definitely an illusion!"

Qin Feng held this Confucian Martial Sword with both hands and stirred it vigorously, and the black blood of Dapeng spurted out of the ghost body!

"Maybe it wasn't before, but now I can!"

"Confucianism and martial arts originate from the same origin, you don't have to live or die!"

As soon as Qin Feng's words fell, the body of the Ghost Dao Grand Administrator, who was bound by Haoran's righteous qi, suddenly atomized and broke free from control!

Qin Feng only felt that the long sword that had pierced into his body was loosened!

The body of the Ghost Dao Grand Administrator suddenly turned into billowing black qi, which instantly enveloped Qin Feng!

"It's a good Confucianism and martial arts, go to hell and go to Confucianism and martial arts!"

"Your strength is exhausted, you are dead!"

At this moment, the Confucian and Taoist battle suit he was wearing suddenly shone brightly!

A transparent mountain covered Qin Feng, and at the same time, the Haoran righteous qi that specialized in restraining the ghost path instantly burst into a new star!

The ghost path chief in the black gas finally howled miserably!

"No, it can't be!"

"Your current identity is a martial arts disciple, how can you have a Confucian battle suit that specializes in restraining ghosts!"

The black gas is like plum snow in summer, quickly dissipating......

"Lord Onizun, Lord Onizun, you must avenge me......"

"You must, reign over the world!"

With the last scream, the black qi completely dissipated!

With a "click", behind him, a huge gap opened in the blood-colored pillar of light!

But the blood-colored pillar of light only cracked, not shattered!

In this pillar of blood-colored light, it was hollow......

Countless ghosts swirled out, coiling around that pillar of light!

These ghosts are unsurpassed souls in the Land of Blood Sacrifice, controlled by ghost magic, providing supporting energy for this blood-colored pillar of light!

Beyond the pitch-black sky, a fiery meteor can already be seen streaking across the night sky with twelve starrays!

The Ghost Venerable and the twelve Saint Martial Rank Four-Winged Ghost Kings who protected him were already close at hand!

At this time, Qin Feng had completely lost all his strength, and the Confucian Martial Sword in his hand had degenerated into a dragon golden pen, and it fell to the ground weakly with a "click"!

"How could it be...... Still is...... Still doesn't work?"

Suddenly, the Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book automatically flew out of Qin Feng's body!

The pages of the book moved without wind, and they automatically turned to the sixteenth page, and the small world of Confucianism and Taoism opened!

The ghosts and ghosts wrapped around the blood-colored pillar of light seemed to see the bright moths in the night, and they all pounced into the "Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book......

Every time a soul is absorbed, the light of the page of the small world of Confucianism and Taoism in the "Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book" is stronger!

There was a subtle cracking sound on the blood-colored pillar of light!

The light of the Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book is getting stronger and stronger, and the cracks on the blood-colored pillar of light are becoming more and more frequent!

Finally, the accumulation of quantitative change becomes qualitative change!

There was a loud "click", and the blood-colored pillar of light collapsed like a pillar of heaven, completely collapsing!

Qin Feng, who saw this scene, finally showed a relieved smile.

The Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book suddenly flew back to his body.

The sudden feeling of exhaustion made him "snap" and the whole person fell to the ground forward!

......

Outside the heavenly dome, the Martial Emperor Altar, the Ghost Venerable Zi Palace pulled by the twelve Saint Martial Realm ghost kings is already visible to the naked eye!

Just in everyone's ...... including the Tianyin Martial God, the Black Flag Lord, and the Crown Prince

Clenched fists and breathing heavily, waiting for the final moment to come......

With a "whoosh" scream, the blood-colored pillar of light rising from the Firmament Battlefield Star disappeared!

The people in the altar of Emperor Wu don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing......

I saw that in the void behind the Ghost Venerable Zi Palace, one, two, three, four......

Four Void Vortex emerged!

A sound pierces through the past and the present, throughout the world!

Even the Four-Winged Ghost King of the Holy Martial Realm who was the Ghost Venerable Lazi Palace was panicked, and the formation was in chaos!

"The ghost path demon dares to covet my martial arts holy land, the battlefield of the sky!"

"The old man told you to wait and there is no return!"