"It is worthy of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, his eyes are like lightning! You and I are now equal in strength, since this is the case, why don't we fight first!" Kong Wanze said proudly! As long as the Red Flame Demon Emperor has not yet reached the True Saint Realm, he will have the confidence to defeat the other party with the Holy Blood Sacred Weapon left by Kong Sheng. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Kong Wanze is the supreme elder of the Kong family, who does not care about mundane affairs, but his power is extremely great! Because he shoulders Kong Sheng's last care for the human race, he is the cornerstone of the human race!

Every Confucian Elder would be respected by the Holy Courtyard, although their longevity could not be preserved using secret methods, and could only be counted for a thousand years at most.

This is the courage of the Wensheng family, shouldering the responsibility of the common people, and only after death.

"Okay! Fighting with the bloodline of Kong Shengyan is also the mission of this emperor!" The Red Flame Demon Emperor laughed, and the scepter in his hand was raised high, and a cloud of demonic energy suddenly rose to the sky.

"Spring and Autumn Pen Autumn Spring! Spring and Autumn and Spring and Autumn ......" Kong Wanze snorted in a low voice, and the Spring and Autumn Pen gushed out an extremely vicissitudes of life, drawing a long river of history between the two.

It's like the boundaries of life, impenetrable, unreadable.

The Confucian canon automatically opened at this time, and one after another golden characters flew out, turning into a heroic righteousness, hovering around Kong Wanze.

And at this time, Kong Wanze stretched out his finger towards the blood of the True Saint with a solemn expression, as long as the blood of the True Saint was fused, his strength would at least soar to the middle level of the Sub-Saint.

"It seems a little wrong!" At this time, Cheng Dieyi, who was in the Inheritance Temple, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, revealing a contemplative look.

Her white little hand was raised, and she swiped through dozens of postures with incomparable precision, and finally her face changed slightly, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of different color.

"Cheng Dieyi, could it be that you figured it out?" Wei Niang, who was wearing a purple and gold armor and outlined a perfect figure, also opened her eyes and smiled coquettishly at this time.

Her strength is not as good as Cheng Dieyi, although there is a strong man called Liu who is secretly restraining Cheng Dieyi, it is also very hard.

The two of them are not Cheng Dieyi's opponents under the team, but because they control Murong Xue'an, they can make her throw a mouse.

Although they are not Cheng Dieyi's opponents, they can destroy Murong Xue'an and kill the last doppelganger of Cheng Dieyi's Forgetfulness Curse, so that she cannot achieve the True Saint.

Taishang forgetfulness is the most terrifying and mysterious exercise in the world, no one can directly understand it, forget the past, and shape this life.

Cheng Dieyi smiled slightly, smiling like a flower, but as beautiful as a fairy. Her body actually faintly turned into nothingness, Wei Niang was shocked in her heart, and hurriedly shouted: "You go now, don't you want your clone?" Before the words fell, Cheng Dieyi's figure had completely disappeared.

"It's a big deal, I'll cultivate and re-cultivate the Taishang Forgetfulness Mantra again!" Cheng Dieyi left a faint voice, and there was nowhere to find it. Her courage can be described as amazing, and it will cost her to rebuild it once too forgetful.

"Damn!" Wei Niang stomped her foot angrily, but there was nothing she could do!

"It seems that she has seen through our weaknesses!" The voice of the vicissitudes of life sounded, and it was also a little helpless.

Cheng Dieyi was the only hope they had to rescue the leader, and only a True Saint-level powerhouse could contain the alliance of the Eight Great Saints of the Ancient Ages, as well as the backhand that Taishang had arranged there.

Taishang was an earth-shattering figure of that era.

Otherwise, with the power of the two of them plus the Heavenly Seeking Compass, it would be good to be able to block two Ancient Asian Saints at most.

"If the leader can't get out, we will have to retreat in this inheritance temple forever, and we will never be able to return to our hometown!" Wei Niang's beautiful eyes faintly appeared tears, which seemed to have become a dead knot. However, her words carried a contemplative meaning, especially the three words of the Holy Demon Tower, which accentuated the unprecedented tone.

"The reason why Cheng Dieyi is reluctant to make a deal with us is because she is not absolutely sure of defeating the alliance of the Eight Great Ancient Asian Saints, and she also knows that the leader is powerful!

"So we have no other way but to wait!" Wei Niang said with a sigh.

"Yes, I'm afraid that's the only way! No one wants to untie such a dead knot......

"But we should be glad that the rules of time and space here are completely different from our hometown, even if it is another 100,000 years, it may only be a few years in our hometown!"

In the sky above the bloody grassland, the breath is surging, like thousands of years, turning over overnight. At this time, Kong Wanze and the Red Flame Demon Emperor were far away from each other across the long river of history drawn by the Spring and Autumn Period.

The reason why Kong Wanze was eager to use the power of the Spring and Autumn Pen was to buy himself time to fuse the blood of the True Saint.

Although it only took a few breaths, it was already a lot of things that could be done for a powerhouse of their level.

"Holy Light Barrier!" At this moment, a wheel of holy light appeared, spinning sharply in the air, constantly dissipating powerful power. This is the holy artifact Heavenly Machine Wheel, one of the five holy weapons of the human race.

The holy light of all the saints was immediately connected together, forming a shield composed of holy light! The next battle between the Red Flame Demon Emperor and Kong Wanze would be infinitely close to the True Saint level, and the collision of that kind of power, even a half-saint would feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Dark Sky!" One of the demon saints threw out a holy weapon like an umbrella, hanging high in the air, and it also connected the demonic qi of all the demon saints together.

The Red Flame Demon Emperor was suspended in the sky, a strange light flickered in his beautiful eyes, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth when he saw that Kong Wanze was about to fuse the blood of the True Saint.

"Boom!" At this time, a drop of purple-gold blood suddenly appeared in front of Kong Wanze, which exuded an endless strong aura.

And the blood of the True Saint, which was about to be fused, was inexplicably furious at this time, as if it had encountered an enemy who was different from Dai Tian, and flew directly towards the purple-gold blood.

Two drops of equally divine, equally powerful blood collided wildly, and an astonishing will appeared between heaven and earth, suffocating.

Two drops of blood suddenly turned into an illusion, one of them had a handsome face but an evil breath, and the other was a handsome middle-aged scribe with a spring and autumn pen in his hand.

"That's the blood of the previous Demon Emperor! The purest true saint blood......" At this time, Kong Wanze's eyes widened, and the secret said that it was not good! These two drops of true saint blood were natural enemies, and at this time, they all triggered a trace of the true saint powerhouse's thoughts, so they would conjure up the phantom of the demon emperor and Kong Sheng.