The name Kong Shiyao, he has heard many people say it, the most powerful demon of the hundred schools of thought, the cultivation talent, all of them have reached the peak, and it is said that they are not weak compared to him.

At the beginning, I once thought that Luo Ruoxi was the other party, but later I learned that the two had nothing to do with each other.

It was only famous before, but now standing in front of me, I can't help but look carefully.

Sure enough, it is the same as the legend, not only is it beautiful and flawless, but it also has a unique temperament on its body, such as a fairy and a spirit, which makes it difficult for people to extricate themselves at a glance.

Luo Ruoxi has a cold taste, don't disturb people, and it's not easy to approach, and the one in front of her has a convincing temperament that is willing to follow, even if he only sees one side, he can throw his head and spill his blood for it.

"A great teacher, even if he doesn't speak, standing in place, he can't help but attract everyone's attention and not let people be distracted...... This Kong Shiyao obviously has this unique temperament, which should be because of Master Confucius's bloodline......"

Zhang Xuan nodded secretly.

is worthy of being a descendant of Confucius, and at a glance, it is extraordinary.

As for cultivation, this Kong Shiyao, like herself, is also an Immortal Realm Great Perfection, and has not broken through to the ancient saint level, but the true qi in her body gives people a sense of heaviness, and her real combat power is probably not weak at all compared to herself.

Along the way, it was the first time I had seen a strong person of the same level who was somewhat similar to himself.

"Since you know that as a descendant of Confucius, you should understand that we can sacrifice the responsibility on our shoulders, you ...... No!" Yan Qing Gusheng shook his head.

"The descendants of Confucius are not afraid of sacrifice!"

Kong Shiyao had firmness in her eyes: "I have the purest bloodline handed down by Master Confucius, and it is the most suitable to re-stabilize here, so don't fight!"

Seeing her so resolute, Yan Qing Gusheng sighed: "Shi Yao, you are still young, you have a long way to go in the future, I am already dying, there is no need to talk about this matter......"

In the middle of the words, he suddenly made a move.

The power of the wild run enveloped Kong Shiyao in the blink of an eye, fixed him in place, and couldn't move.

"Yan Qing Ancient Saint ......"

didn't expect him to do this, Kong Shiyao was full of anxiety, and tears flowed down.

Unmoved, Yan Qing Gusheng turned his head to look at Yan Xue on the side, with sternness in his eyes: "Take care of her, you can die, she can't have any damage!"

"Yes!" Yan Xue nodded.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Qing Gusheng looked around: "Let's start!"

With the words, a resolute and powerful aura poured out from him, and the power of many ancient saints around him cooperated with the high platform, forming a huge pillar of light in the blink of an eye, rushing into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, lightning and thunder roared in the originally quiet sky, and huge cracks appeared, and countless powerful forces seemed to be about to drill out of the cracks and pour into this world.

"It's ...... The killing aura of the Elves?"

Feeling this power, Zhang Hang, who was hiding on one side, couldn't help but be stunned, and then raised his eyebrows: "No, it's heavier than the killing qi, like mercury, if I absorb it, the meridians will be difficult to bear the load......"

His face sank.

The hidden power behind the crack was somewhat similar to the killing qi, but it was even more strange, even if he cultivated like this, he didn't dare to absorb it.

Normal aura, like the flow of water, the water pipe can withstand it, but if it is replaced with mercury, it will not work, it is also a liquid, not to mention the operation and flow, it may just go in, and it will be burst alive.

And this special smell like mercury is hidden behind the cracks, and it will spread at any time.

It is foreseeable that once it is swayed, the cultivators of the entire Hundred Schools of Princes will explode if they don't get it right, and life is worse than death.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Xuan was shocked.

There is such a strange power in the air, and it seems that it will not be sealed at any time and will surge out!

"Block!"

He felt strange in his heart, Yan Qing's ancient saint's body in the middle of the high platform slowly floated, his hair was blown by the wind, scattered in all directions, and the majestic power kept surging towards the sky, with more and more thunder and lightning, and the pressure became heavier and heavier, as if the sky would not be able to bear it and fall down.

The faces of the many ancient saints around him also turned white, and their hair became even whiter.

"They're burning lives......"

Zhang Hang's face was solemn.

No wonder since the last time I saw these people, until now, only three months, they are so old, it turns out that they are using their lives to maintain the seal in front of them.

As the thunder in the air became more and more dense, Yan Qing Ancient Saint slashed his fingertips, and blood flew towards the depths of the void, and then, the pitch-black sky, a huge coffin, loomed.

Seeing this coffin, the cracks around him became a lot weaker, and the mercury power that would overturn at any time seemed to have some fear and fear, and there was no previous sense of oppression.

"This coffin ......"

Zhang Xuan was full of doubts.

The appearance of a coffin in the air was already puzzling, not to mention the appearance of this coffin, which was exactly the same as the one that contained the corpse of the ancient saint of Ran Qiu when he entered here before.

"No, this coffin is the heart of the seal!"

After the shock, Zhang Hang was suddenly stunned.

The coffin in front of him is not simply holding the corpse, but the heart of the air seal, and it is precisely because of its suppressive and mercury-like power that it will not fall from the sky and oppress people to death.

"I'm afraid that there is a powerful Ancient Saint who is not weaker than the Ranqiu Ancient Saint in this!"

An idea popped up.

Being able to block the arrival of such a heavy force, the strength of the seal, there is no doubt that as the heart of the formation, it is naturally even more extraordinary.

Before, Ran Qiu Gu Sage's corpse was used as the heart of the formation, and the power of the Shattered Void powerhouse could not be broken, and the seal in front of him was even stronger, how strong should the corpse be?

Squeak!

It was full of shock, and the coffin in the air, with a violent roar, slowly cracked a gap.

"Open!"

Seeing the cracks, the green tendons on Yan Qinggu Sheng's head collapsed, and the blood on his fingertips kept swaying, and a stream of blood poured straight into the cracks of the coffin.

With excessive blood loss, his face became pale, his body couldn't help but tremble, there were more gray hairs on his head, and his skin was more relaxed, as if he was more than ten years old in an instant.

Rumble!

As more and more blood poured in, the gap in the coffin really got bigger and bigger, and a tall corpse slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.

As guessed, in this coffin, there was indeed the body of an ancient saint, dressed in a robe, with a peaceful appearance, although he had been sleeping in the seal for tens of thousands of years, it was the same as just dying, his skin was full of elasticity, and there was no decay in the slightest.

"Is this ......?"

Looking at the corpse of this ancient saint carefully, a person's name immediately popped up in Zhang Xuan's mind, and his body stiffened: "Ziyuan ancient saint...... Yan Hui?"