Buried up and down the mountain.

The strange black fog covered the sky, as if the night covered the heavens and the earth, making the world not see the slightest light. If there were no literati such as Donglou Hui and Wumo to resist to the death, I am afraid that no one would survive under the entire burial mountain......

And after a while, it is held by the canonized monument, sheltering Bocheng, the academy and so on.

Feng Qingyan stepped into the air step by step.

When Feng Qingyan said "out of the gentleman's nine thoughts" and "gentleman's four noes", the gentleman's momentum was finally completed, and the gentleman's light blooming on his body was like the sun in the sky, which not only illuminated the darkness, but also dispelled the strange black fog.

And the momentum of the gentleman merged with the majestic literary movement, turning into a rolling holy tide and pressing towards the emperor's shadow.

Before the rolling holy tide, there is a "positive" word.

Boom Boom –

At this time, the heavens and the earth are shaking, just like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is punishing, guarding all evils.

At this time, Emperor Ying's face seemed to change, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, what is this? When he saw the word "positive", he suddenly felt that there was a brilliant atmosphere between heaven and earth, and it turned out to be the most righteous trend in the world......

In an instant, he also felt that the heavens and the earth had lost his place.

A little literary teacher, can he be restrained?

The Ghost Emperor couldn't believe it.

The holy tide is rolling in, and the word "positive" crushes all evils at the head.

At this time, the Ghost Emperor felt that he was dissipating, and he couldn't condense in front of the word "Zheng", so he couldn't help shouting: "I, immortal and immortal!"

He frantically mobilized the laws of heaven and earth.

on the sky.

The eerie black mist was almost instantly dispelled, or extinguished by the Holy Tide.

Feng Qingyan's white clothes flew, stepping on the holy tide towards the emperor's shadow, smashing all the laws of heaven and earth that blocked.

"Dead—"

Emperor Ying roared three "death" words in a row.

But as soon as the word "death" emerged, it was shattered by the holy tide.

At this time, Emperor Ying even burst out with a terrifying Emperor Wei, but Emperor Wei couldn't do anything to Feng Qingyan at all, he was the Ghost Emperor......

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Emperor Shadow shouted angrily.

"Suppress, or destroy you. ”

Feng Qingyan stepped on the holy tide and left, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

"Haha-"

Emperor Ying laughed and said, "I, how can you suppress it?"

"Then destroy it. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"I will not die or die!"

Emperor Shadow Road.

Boom –

But in the blink of an eye.

The incomparably majestic Emperor Shadow was shattered by the rolling holy tide, or the word "Zheng".

More precisely.

It was in Feng Qingyan's body that Feng Qingyan's consciousness turned into a brilliant "positive" thought, defeating the evil thoughts of the Ghost Emperor.

And at this time.

The burial mountain was restored to Qingming.

But at this moment, almost everyone was shocked, and looked at the white-clothed figure in the sky in amazement.

The canonization actually defeated the Ghost Emperor's Emperor Shadow!

Ahhh

They soon came back to their senses, and their expressions were so excited that many literati jumped up and down.

"A gentleman does not die, a gentleman does not die!"

The students of the academy shouted.

Soon.

Under the buried mountain, everyone shouted "the gentleman is not dead".

The saying "the gentleman is immortal" was just an obsession of the literati with the gentleman before, but now, the canonization of the church has seen that the real "gentleman is immortal".

Let them recognize it too.

What a gentleman.

What is a gentleman who does not die?

Outside the burial mountain.

Those sages who could be seen vaguely seemed to have seen the scene in front of them, and they were all deeply shocked by the rolling holy tide at the head of the word "Zheng".

The heart was shaken.

Canonized, victorious!

The canonization shattered the Ghost Emperor's Emperor Shadow and shattered the Ghost Emperor's resurrection!

The world is saved!

At this moment, countless sages were cheering, trembling with excitement in their hearts, and their mouths were chanting "The gentleman is immortal".

"The first gentleman in the world!"

At this moment, there were also great sages who were so impressed by the canonization that they were willing to worship as the first gentleman.

"Yes, canonization is the first gentleman in the world!"

When Daxian heard it, he immediately agreed.

Who in the world can use the power of a gentleman to defeat the Emperor of the Ghost Emperor?

Even as the Confucian master of the Six Tripod Gentlemen, he thought about it at the moment and felt that it was impossible for him to do it. Although he also has the so-called gentleman's power, it can't be compared with canonization at all.

It is impossible to burst out of the momentum of a gentleman and turn into a rolling holy tide.

Besides, it is the word "positive".

It is precisely because of the word "positive" that the world is the most upright that the emperor of the ghost emperor can be smashed.

While cheering at the foot of the burial mountain.

The burial mountain suddenly shook violently, bursting out of a strange black mist again.

A terrifying and strange aura of Emperor Wei burst out from under the burial mountain again, instantly freezing the entire burial mountain.

Emperor Shadow is not dead yet?

Many people were shocked again and looked at the burial mountain in horror.

Boom Boom –

The burial mountain shook violently.

"I, immortal, immortal—"

A cold voice came from under the burial mountain, which immediately made everyone's souls tremble.

Quite a few people were trembling.

And at this time.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

But the white-clothed figure was very light, and there was only a faint gentleman's momentum left on his body. In the blow of the gentleman just now, it seems that all the gentleman's power has been exhausted......

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly.

This result was not unexpected, or even expected.

The idea of the ghost emperor, how can it be easy to shatter?

However, in the first blow of the gentleman, he has now taken the lead, reclaiming the tree of control over the body and even the soul.

At this time, Donglou Hui, Wumo and others looked at Feng Qingyan anxiously, not knowing if Feng Qingyan could defeat or suppress Emperor Ying.

"Qingyan, what should the teacher do?"

Ann Shudao.

"Senior brother, what should we do?"

"Gentleman, what should we do?"

When An Xiu interrogated, the students of the academy and the literati of Bocheng all spoke out one by one.

"No need, I'll just suppress it. ”

Feng Qingyan saluted, then looked up at Tianyu and said, "I, Feng Qingyan, want to borrow the Nine Heavenly Fortunes." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little surprised, especially Helian Mountain, Yan Shan and Zhou Chang.

How can you borrow from heaven?

According to their understanding, borrowing heavenly fortune is not to borrow directly, but to speak sincerely.

But at this time.

The heavenly fortune hanging on the sky is falling one by one, very quickly, as if it can't wait.

This scene stunned everyone.

Is this luck really something to borrow?

Helian Mountain, Yan Shan and Zhou Chang were all a little stunned.

Could it be that what the white cloth gentleman said about borrowing heavenly fortune was misunderstood by the three of us? This borrowing is really borrowing directly?

"It turns out that the fortune of heaven is really borrowable. ”

The students of the academy couldn't help but get excited, too direct, too rude.

He is worthy of being a big brother.

"Hey, it seems that ten heavenly fortunes have fallen. Some students were surprised, they couldn't imagine that the senior brother only borrowed nine heavenly fortunes, but the heavenly fortunes fell ten......

This scene made the burial mountain sour, and I could only sigh endlessly.

And at this time.

The concussion of the burial mountain became more violent.

This makes everyone worried, how is it good to be bad.

After Feng Qingyan borrowed the Ten Heavenly Fortunes, he saluted his teacher An Xiu and the others, and walked back to the dusty holy monument, and then suddenly the holy monument flew in.

Straight to the sky.

Rumble!

The monument fell towards the burial hill.

......