Less than a day.

The news of killing the word and pushing everything spread all over the world, attracting the attention of many well-intentioned people.

Moreover, the news of the real killing monument also spread, attracting countless book writers to the book city for a while.

In front of the seven word-killing tablets in the book city, it is crowded with calligraphers at the moment.

Whether it is a scholar or not, or a book king, even a Jiupin calligrapher, they all have to come to the killing stele to observe for a while and feel the difference between the killing stele.

It's a pity that except for one canonized, no one can touch the killing tablet.

This made many scholars and book kings regretful.

The king of books can walk into fifty zhang, and the king of books can enter eighty zhang, but if you want to enter one more, you need to pay a huge price.

At this time, Old Man Ming can also walk into Forty Zhang, but if he continues to forcibly enter, he is afraid that it will trigger a terrifying murderous aura, which will make his soul and body unbearable, and may lead to the collapse of his soul or body.

So at this moment, the old man Ming stood in front of the forty zhang of the seventh killing stele, and carefully figured out the will in the killing stele.

He is currently the closest to the book king among the many book kings.

This made Old Man Ming famous for a while, and he even suppressed many book kings, which made Old Man Ming feel good and look proud.

"Haha, the old man is really talented. ”

Old man Ming laughed and said, despise the book king and book king behind him, let the book king and book king behind him grit their teeth, and they wanted to kill the old man Ming.

"Huh. ”

The middle-aged scholar king sneered twice, swept into the two feet, and said, "Old man Ming, when I understand the will of the killing stele, I will definitely kill you." ”

"Come on, boy Chen. ”

Old man Ming turned around and said with a smile: "Although the old man can't write any more killing words, it's still okay to flatten your killing words." ”

"Hehe, see who bulldozes whom?"

At this time, the middle-aged book king advanced one zhang further, and there were only two zhang left from the old man Ming.

Old man Ming was secretly a little surprised in his heart when he saw Chen Yan advancing three times in a row, not knowing whether Chen Yan was holding on to death, or if he really penetrated the breath of the killing stele.

However, Chen Yan is indeed talented, and he is the youngest among many book kings.

And at this time.

After being reminded by the old man Ming, the book king and the book king in the book city have also vaguely felt the will in the killing word tablet, and even the book king has captured the will and is seriously studying it.

For example, Chen Yan.

In the bamboo sea of the old man Ming.

Feng Qingyan sat in the bamboo pavilion, he didn't do anything, just closed his eyes and meditated.

In fact, he was still observing, the wisp of extreme will in his soul.

After careful study, he found that the will of the word-killing tablet on the surface of the book city was not the will of the Extreme Dao, and it seemed to be a little worse.

It can only be said that it is the extreme.

However, the extreme and the extreme are far apart, and they can even be said to be the difference between cloud and mud, and they cannot be compared at all.

He really couldn't understand what kind of terrifying existence he could have the will of the Extreme Dao.

How much suffering and training does it take?

In his guess, Emperor Shang's will may only be the ultimate will, and he is still one step away from the will of the Extreme Dao.

However, one step can make a world of difference.

Perhaps even greater than the difference between a great sage and a sage.

And also.

Although he and Emperor Shang are the same soul.

However, the soul is the soul and the will is the will, and the two cannot be confused.

The will of the Shang Emperor is the will of the Shang Emperor, and his will is his.

However, if the spirit is strong, it can better breed a strong will, and it can also better protect the will from collapse......

Because of this, he was able to touch the killing word tablet, and he was able to block the killing word that contained a wisp of extreme will.

At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes and found that his speculation seemed to be contradictory.

If Emperor Shang's will is only the extreme, then how can Emperor Shang's divine soul block a wisp of extreme will?

Although it is only a wisp, the domineering of the will of the extreme is enough to destroy everything.

Why?

Feng Qingyan was very surprised in his heart, could it be that he had ignored something?

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

He also regained his energy, so he came out of the bamboo forest and returned to the bamboo tower of the old man Ming.

"I've seen the gentleman. ”

When Yingshu saw Feng Qingyan walking out of the bamboo forest, he saluted with joy on his face.

"The shadow little lady is very polite, and I haven't thanked the little lady in the past two days. "Feng Qingyan returned the gift, the daily life and food in the past two days were all prepared by the film book.

"It is the honor of Yingshu to be able to do things for a gentleman. ”

Shadow Book Road.

"Little lady of the shadow book, in the past two or three days, what has happened in the book city?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"In the past two or three days, many scholars have come to the book city, all of whom have come to kill the word monument. The killing words written by the teacher pushed everything sideways, and almost launched the defense of the country, which had a great impact on the world. Yingshu thought for a while and said, "And the news of the real killing of the word tablet seems to have spread out." However, so far, except for the gentleman alone, no one seems to have been able to touch the killing tablet. ”

"By the way, there are many scholars from outside the bamboo forest, who want to meet the gentleman. Yingshu paused and said, "The gentleman wants to see him?"

"No need. ”

Feng Qingyan waved his hand.

At this time, Yingshu hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say that Donggong Lan was also outside the bamboo forest, but after a moment of silence, he said: "By the way, gentleman, Qing Mang seems to be outside the bamboo forest, but let it in?"

"Little lady of the shadow book, this is the residence of Master Ming, you are a disciple of Master Ming, you have the final say. ”

Feng Qingyan thought for a while.

Actually, Qing Mang just knew that he was still in the book city.

Yingshu nodded, and then said, "The gentleman is hungry?" Yingshu has already prepared food, but he wants to enjoy some?"

"Thank you, the little lady of the shadow book, Qingyan is not hungry for the time being. ”

Feng Qingyan saluted, and then swept out of the bamboo forest, but suddenly stopped and asked, "By the way, which one has the least number of calligraphers who kill the word tablet now?"

"The one south of the Book City. ”

Yingshu thought for a while and said, then added: "The seventh seat, that is, the one in the northeast, has the most scholars, and many book kings and scholars such as teachers are all in that seat. ”

Feng Qingyan swept out of the bamboo forest with a salute, and swept away the killing tablet in the south of the book city.

This is the fourth.

Because it is far away from the book city and there are few inscriptions around, there have always been fewer calligraphers. But now, I'm afraid that in front of every word-killing monument, there will be a lot of calligraphers, right?

When he came to the fourth killing stele, he found that there were at least more than 100 calligraphers in front of the killing stele.

In normal times, it's just three or five people.

However, compared to the seventh killing monument, more than 100 people are very few.

Now in front of the seventh killing monument, there are at least thousands of books.

The Book City is one of the few big cities in the world.

The population reached more than one million.

Of the 100 literati in the world, perhaps only 20 know the rhythm, and even fewer are the violinists. However, out of 100 literati in the world, 100 can write, and at least 90 are calligraphers......

Who can't write if anyone in the world reads?

Who doesn't know how to appreciate calligraphy?

So.

In the whole world, the book is far more than the piano.

Among the four ways of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is also the most calligrapher and the widest coverage, far from being comparable to the other three.

Well?

When Feng Qingyan arrived, he was stunned for a moment.

He found that there were more calligraphers around him, and it seemed that the other Killing Monuments couldn't squeeze in so many Scholars, so they all rushed towards the fourth Killing Monument.

In front of the fourth killing monument, there is no book king, but there are two book kings.

In fact, below the realm of calligraphers, they are all here to join in the fun, or watch the fun. After all, the name of the word-killing tablet in the book city is shocking to the world, but who would have thought that the existence of the world-shattering name is just an imitation and a door......

How does this not shock the bookmaker?

Besides, it's all in the book city, why don't you come to witness it?

However, in the blink of an eye, the fourth killing monument had already surrounded two or three hundred people, and they were about to surround the killing monument.

At this time, he didn't think much about it, and walked directly towards the Killing Word Monument.

When he walked into Baizhang, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Canonized?"

The bookmaker exclaimed excitedly.

"It's really canonized. ”

"Meet the canonization. ”

There was some commotion in front of the killing monument.

Feng Qingyan nodded, and walked towards the Killing Monument step by step, and the two scholars who were already within a hundred zhang nodded from afar after seeing the canonization.

Feng Qingyan also nodded in return and continued to walk towards the Killing Monument.

"The canonization is really able to touch the killing tablet. ”

Many book writers were shocked.

Although they had heard about it for a long time, hearing about it and seeing it with their own eyes were two different things.

However, after a while, Feng Qingyan walked to the Killing Monument and reached out to touch the Killing Monument, but he did not enter the dark and oppressive darkness.

"Heaven is unfair, you should be killed!"

He read softly.

Boom Boom –

The killing stele suddenly burst out with a terrifying murderous aura.

Like a huge black pillar of light, it instantly shattered the heavens, turning the heavens and the earth into chaos.

And at this time.

The book city was once again shaken by the murderous aura that burst out of the killing word tablet.

In front of the other six Killing Monuments, there were countless calligraphers who looked at the murderous aura pillar that strangled Tianyu, and their hearts were shocked again.

"Who touched the Killing Monument?"

Many scholars are curious to ask, is there a second person who has done it besides canonization?

In fact, in the Book City, there is also a book king in the Book City, who has not yet tried it, and he is the city lord of the Book City.

The lord of the castle has been in retreat for several years.

And at this time.

Outside the book city, there are also many book kings who have arrived, such as Shizuka King Wumo, who is not a person from the book city.

Wumo is a Confucian person.

However, it is also half a book city.

At this time, countless scholars flocked to the fourth killing monument, wanting to witness it with their own eyes.

"It should be canonized. ”

"It can only be canonized. ”

The Book King and Book King of the Book City stared at the murderous pillar.

Even the city lord is afraid that he will not be able to touch the killing stele, after all, it is not an existence in the holy realm.

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan once again entered the dark and oppressive darkness.

Seven huge stone tablets loomed in the darkness, each of which burst out with a terrifying murderous aura.

On each of the killing tablets, there is a terrifying will.

Feng Qingyan stood still, carefully staring at the seven looming killing tablets, feeling the extreme will permeated in the stone tablets.

And at this time.

He was once again under the influence of the will of the Extreme Dao.

Cannot!

But in an instant, he realized that he had forcibly come to his senses.

However, at the moment of sobriety, he was affected again, which made him a little shocked in his heart, which was worthy of the will of the Extreme Dao.

No way!

If you continue like this, I am afraid that you will shout out the will to kill the sky again.

And the power of heaven has come again!

Then he had to withdraw from the darkness again.

And he entered the darkness to study the Killing Monument and the Extreme Will, not to kill the sky.

But while he was thinking, it was as if he had lost his mind, full of resentment towards God, and roared again: "Heaven is unfair, you should be killed!"

A will to kill the sky killed the sky.

"Disrespectful to the heavens, fearless in heart, its sin—"

"Be punished!"

A cold reprimand, like a rolling thunderbolt of divine punishment.

Layers of tangible Qi Wave Divine Patterns pressed down from the upper layers of the dark sky, destroying everything.

Feng Qingyan had to withdraw again.

This made him very helpless.

Is it that every time you enter, you are forced to retreat?

If it goes on repeatedly, I'm afraid that I will be killed first, and I haven't figured out the killing tablet and the will of the Extreme Dao......

At this time, he stood still in front of the killing monument, seriously thinking about the solution.

How to crack it?

Is this forcing me to fight with the sky?

Feng Qingyan frowned, if there is injustice in naivety, then fight, isn't there an ancient saying: Man will win the sky?

Moreover.

Someone has already stepped into this step.

At this time, Feng Qingyan also thought of another question, could it be that to temper the will of the Extreme Dao, it was necessary to kill the heavens? After all, the will of the Extreme Dao was an existence that transcended heaven and earth......

Maybe killing the sky is an excellent way.

Do you want to give it a try?

Feng Qingyan suddenly felt a little moved, after all, there was nothing to lose, right?

A moment later, he entered the darkness again, staring at one of the Killing Tablets, and he was once again affected by the Will of the Extreme Dao.

When Tianwei came again, he didn't immediately quit.

Well?

He suddenly thought of his own blood.

He found that his blood seemed to be omnipotent, and after thinking about it, he planned to test it.

Burst!

He spurted a mouthful of blood towards the nearest killing monument.

Anyway, his essence and blood, in the author's opinion, don't need money, and you have to use it at any time......

There is no shortage!

All the essence blood was sprayed on the killing tablet.

And the killing stele seemed to fuse with his blood, and suddenly trembled, bursting out with an angry roar: "Kill!"

The roar turned into a rolling wave, carrying a monstrous majesty to kill the heavens.

Hiss, hiss, hiss-

The dark sky was shattering inch by inch, like a snow-capped mountain collapsing, and it was extremely scary.

An angry roar shattered the power of heaven and destroyed the will of the heavenly dao.

This shocked Feng Qingyan.

Is it because of his own blood, or is it a killing monument?

It seems that it should be the Killing Monument that shattered the coming Tianwei, but why wasn't it before?

"Whew-"

An angry roar came down from Tianyu, looking extremely angry, "Death is not stiff, its crime should be punished!

"In ancient times, there were twelve emperors against the sky, and from today on, I will be the thirteenth emperor, and I can kill the sky!" An angry roar came out of the killing word tablet and rushed to the black and dark sky, extremely domineering, "I want the sky to die, the sky has to die!"

"Damn!"

The roar came from the sky, showing extreme anger.

The dark sky trembled.

At this time, Feng Qingyan's heart shook, the thirteenth emperor?

Who is the Thirteenth Emperor?

Also, who are the Twelve Emperors of the Thirteenth Emperor who are talking about the Twelve Emperors?

I don't know why.

He suddenly thought of the twelve wisps of gray mist floating out of the reincarnation dead city......

Also, there are a total of thirteen reincarnation dead cities, but only twelve are gray and foggy, is it ......

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