Height: 100 million zhang!

Height: 300 million zhang!

Height: 500 million zhang!

It was already a terrifying height that even the Great Confucian could not fly, and with the help of his Wengong Day, Baoyu could watch the surrounding scene.

I saw that there were stars everywhere.

Over here

It has reached the terrifying heights that only the named stars of the outstanding proud can reach!

The stars run in the heavens and the earth for eternity, forming clouds of stars, which are continuous into patches, and the light reflects countless brilliant and colorful colors, which makes Baoyu's heart inexplicably broadened.

Baoyu didn't have the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of him, at this time, in his heart, he still didn't have the feeling of condensing his Confucian heart.

The situation is very bad, it seems that in this world, there is no intention to unite Confucianism.

At this time, Baoyu is not yet able to understand, but in the ubiquitous rules of heaven and earth, a little change has begun to occur.

Not much, just a little,

but

This is already a supreme power that can instantly crush the saint, and it can only bring out some effects.

The thirty-six Heavenly Treatise Array continued to operate, and at the beginning, Jia Yan was still immersed in the pleasure of competing with heaven and earth, even if the other thirty-five Heavenly Treatise Angels were spurting blood in unison, even if his chest was also aching, but in fact, Jia Yan was indeed immersed in boundless pleasure.

Who can fight against the whole heaven and earth?

Who is it that has the courage to reverse the iron rules of heaven and earth?

Jia Yan knew that there was once a person who controlled the entire heaven and earth, but at this time, he was also doing something that neither Kong Sheng nor Heavenly Father Yang Yi dared to do wantonly, and the pleasure soared to the extreme, which was a hundred times more intoxicating and charming than the feeling of a candle night in the cave room once every hundred years.

However, soon, Jia Yan withdrew from the pleasure,

What replaced this boundless pleasure, no, it should be said that what shattered this pleasure in an instant was the rapid destruction of the tens of thousands of years of the Qingqiu Fox Clan!

A breath, a point of confinement;

The work of half a cup of tea has taken three years of accumulation of the entire Qingqiu Fox Clan!

"Brother Bao'er's great-grandson, my ancestor, I am also worthy of you!Damn, Jia Xichun, you still don't make a move?I 、、、 your 、、、 ancestor, ahhhhhhhhhhhh

As soon as Jia Yan finished scolding, he slapped himself in the face.

Gauntlet, don't scold, let others see the excitement in plain way.

In the imperial city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, Yang Yi's left eye turned into a bright moon, and his right eye turned into a big sun, even if he wanted to peek at the Qingqiu Fox Clan's Great Array and Jia Xichun, he also needed to use the power of heaven and earth under his control.

Hearing Jia Yan scolding Jia Xichun's ancestor, Yang Yan laughed out loud, and focused on watching Jia Xichun's reaction.

I saw Jia Xichun raise his head and smile very subtly, his cold face suddenly became seven or eight points more luster, and raised his skirt more than twenty zhang long, breaking away from Yang Qi's peeping.

In this regard, Yang Yi looked up to the sky and laughed.

Jia Xichun's peeping at himself was naturally not discovered by himself, but by ......

JIA Xichun,

At this moment,

Arrived at a place where I couldn't see it myself.

And under the whole world, at the extreme of the sea, there is only one place that can escape his eyes, or in other words, completely ignore his vast imperial power!

That place is:

East of the Guanjiang estuary,

From the hatred of the world,

In the midst of the sea of sorrow,

It is the back of the Northern Darkness Kun, the boundless prosperity that no one can imagine!

"Shame on you~~~"

Heavenly Father Yang Yi laughed loudly, the smile was embarrassed on his face, and he sat down on the wide dragon chair. His Majesty the dignified Heavenly Father did not dare to fight with open fire, but preferred to play this unseemly conspiracy, and after laughing, it was inevitable that an old face would blush like a monkey's 、、、fart.

However, thinking of the supreme power of the sea of sorrow, Yang Yi gently patted his cheek:

"What is cheekiness?

My prosperous world, my hundreds of millions of people, can't be destroyed like the Martial Saint period for the immortality of true immortals.

My cheekiness is not so ...... Valuable. ”

"You have been wronged. ”

Mei Niang handed over a glass of warm wine, the wine was very strong, with a mellow and a slightly pungent aroma, Mei Niang was very eye-catching, knowing that what Yang Niang needed now was not self-cultivation tea, but wine that could intoxicate people.

And, the stronger, the better.

Yang Wei took the wine cup, raised his head and drank, looking at Mei Niang's eating and smiling, Mei Niang also smiled, but in the smile, it was inevitable that there was a lot of distress.

The heart of distressed Yang Yi is higher than the sky;

I also feel sorry for Yang Yi's shame that he doesn't want the emperor, he played a conspiracy, and then he ...... The agency is too smart, but he doesn't know what the 'pitiful' appearance is in the middle of it.

Yang Yi was also distressed,

I feel sorry for Mei Niang's infatuation,

I feel sorry for Mei Niang's well-behaved,

Then, the distressed Mei Niang is getting closer and closer to death, and the last beautiful figure ......

There are many wonders in the world, and there are too many heroes and beauties in the world. Baoyu didn't know that he had become the center of a terrifying gladiatorial fight, and was busy raising his own Wen Palace.

At this time, the Great Day of Wengong had risen to a terrifying height of 860 million zhang;

What makes Baoyu even more happy is that this world seems to have changed its attitude towards herself, and a mysterious, vague feeling fills her heart and spleen, which is-

Although very little,

But it does exist,

To condense the feeling of Confucianism!

"It's not right, it's very wrong, but whatever! Keep rising, as long as I condense my Confucian heart, my holy path will be able to see the end!"

Baoyu laughed, and as if he didn't want money, he added the power of the boost to Wengong Dari, and then ......

Nine hundred and thirty million zhang,

Nine hundred and fifty million zhang,

Nine hundred and eighty million zhang,

A billion zhang!

The Great Sun of Wengong has reached a terrifying height of one billion zhang, surpassing all the registered stars, including the one that belongs to Baoyu himself.

Looking down, it is a bright and beautiful sea of stars and clouds;

Looking up, it is a terrifying and beautiful colorful extinguishing light!

The light of the great sun seems to be snow-white, but it is actually composed of the main colorful light, and it is the purest sunlight that has not undergone any filtering that shines and penetrates the great day of the Bungong Palace.

This kind of sunshine far exceeds the full strength of the scholars, to a certain extent, it can even kill the Great Confucian, if it is the arrival of the body, Baoyu has no confidence to be able to take it, and at this time, it is his own Wen Palace that bears the light of the colorful extinguishing gods, so it doesn't matter.

How tenacious is his own literary palace?

How solid is his own palace of letters?

Baoyu didn't care about controlling the Great Day of the Wengong Palace, and the substantial Great Day of the Wengong actually smashed the formless and qualitative Seven-Colored Divine Light, and absorbed and devoured the fragments of the Seven-Colored Divine Light, constantly improving its own power.

This is the kind of effect that keeps strengthening oneself and snowballing, very beautiful, very perfect, very harmonious,

However, Baoyu's smile was glazed.

Why?

The speed of Wengong Dari's rise is getting faster and faster, but the feeling of condensing his Confucian heart has not been strengthened in the slightest?

According to the records inside the Yamen, as long as there is a feeling of condensation of Confucianism, as the Bungong Dainichi rises, this feeling will become more and more obvious, and while receiving the true fire of the Dainichi fire, it will reach a limit.

The limit is sublimation, and the Great Day of the Wengong only needs to swallow a trace of the power of the True Fire of the Great Sun to condense the Confucian heart.

And if you can't make the feeling stronger, you will only have one end if you are burned by the true fire of the Great Sun.

And that's—

The palace of literature is shattered,

People die...... It's like a light going out!

Syllable!

Baoyu couldn't help but raise his hand, slammed it on his right cheek, and scolded in a low voice: "Mom, 、、、, what about playing me?"

was ruthless, and the demonic aura of his body rushed into the sky, and a radius of 100,000 miles was bathed in purple demonic light.

Then, Baoyu said softly: "I'm a demon, don't force me, force me, Lao Tzu will go crazy!"

After thinking about it in her heart, Baoyu couldn't help but laugh softly, how many times did she say 'don't force me' and 'you want to lift the table'?

However, people will be timid, and this does not hinder themselves from lifting the table.

That's right, it's time to lift the table, then it's time to lift the table.

Whoever has eaten, who doesn't, will talk about it after lifting!

With Baoyu's strength and heritage, he was ruthless, and the speed of Wengong Dari accelerated again, shattering the boundless colorful extinguishing light, as if the gentleman's sword cut into the softest thousand-layer of tender tofu, and rushed towards the real Dari True Fire, and in the east of the mouth of the Guan River, the wind and waves swept through the millions of miles of the sea of sorrow, and suddenly rose an island like a fairyland.

No, it's not an island, if you look closely, you can see the smooth back of the fish on the edge of the 'island', this island wonderland covering an area of 100,000 miles, growing on the backbone of a big fish.

Jia Xichun stepped on the clouds and mist, and his long sleeves rolled up the waves, gently parting the light wave barrier of the fairyland, and landing on a corridor that could be said to be a work of art with exquisite carvings.

Under his feet is the same miniature carved ground, beside him are pavilions with miniature carvings, Jia Xichun turned to the east, pushed open the door of the wing, and came a woman with a golden carving Nine Dragon Cup decoration on her cheeks.

The woman is extremely beautiful, and she does not lose to Lin Daiyu, nor to Qin Keqing, the first beauty of the Great Zhou.

Jia Xichun's face also changed slightly, just a slight change, and suddenly, it was as beautiful as a fairy, and the woman who ushered in it contrasted with each other.

"Sister Xichun, as soon as the Qingqiu Fox Clan's Great Array of Heavens was opened, I knew that you were coming, no, I was ready for the Jade Dragon Pulp waiting for you. ”

The woman's fingertips held the hollow wine cup, the wine slurry inside was full of smoke, and the smoke soared as if there were eight hundred jade dragons, this is the second-class wine of the sea of sorrow, although it is the second grade, but drinking it, can improve a strong strength.

It's like Jia Xichun, now he is the strength of the Great Confucian, and if he drinks it, he will immediately have the power of a half-saint.

"Give it to me. Jia Xichun stretched out his hand.

The woman rolled her eyes, raised her hand and drank the jade dragon syrup herself, pursed her lips, and threw out the exquisite hollow wine cup casually: "Don't fool me, you don't want to drink it yourself at all, you want to keep it for that brother Bao, don't think about it, if outsiders get what we pour into the sea, we can't afford the punishment of the police fairy." ”

"Then will you help me?"

"Help, who called you a sister. ”

The woman tore off the pink silk beside her, revealing a crystal clear snow-white bead, put her palm on top of the bead, and said loudly: "As soon as the Qingqiu Fox Clan made a move, I knew that you were coming, Jia performed it, the Sheng Tang Dynasty and the Buddha and Dao families will not make trouble, they don't make trouble, you cold-hearted guy will definitely help your brother Bao."

I'm really speechless, Yang Yi wants to calculate that you let us worry about the sea, how does he know about our troubles in the sea?

By the way, Mei Niang fell in love with Yang Niang, but Yang Niang wanted to kill Mei Niang, you don't care? The police fairy said, Mei Niang is not our sister, she has never shared a bed with her husband, and it is her own business to fall in love with whoever she wants to bear or what kind of price she pays. According to me, the police fairy is too ruthless, and Mei Niang has lived with us for many fights, I can't count.

Hey, by the way, I said what do you care about Jia Baoyu? Yang Yi has begun to control the heavens and the earth, and the Tang Dynasty will soon be destroyed by the police illusion fairy, and the whole world will be barren, and Jia Baoyu will not survive, aren't you a blind man lighting the lamp in vain?"

"Can you do something less?"

Jia Xichun's cold temperament couldn't stand it, so he covered his ears and sat down to calm down.

"Hey, I said......"

"Say no more!"

Jia Xichun took a deep breath and calmed down again: "I don't have time to think about anything else now, the police illusion fairy asked me to green the ancient Buddha, so as to mess up the Buddhism gate, and let Qin Keqing ......

Forget it, Qin Keqing's memory is not much left, she can't meet the requirements of the police fairy, the pressure on my side will be even greater, if it can't be completed, maybe when my husband comes back, I will become desolate like Sheng Tang. ”

"You mean: Sister Keqing will really die?

"Who made her the eldest lady, even if she killed the sisters, her husband's ruthlessness would not really punish her, do you think Mei Niang didn't have a heart for her husband? Let's worry about Hai Ke as a man for her husband, she doesn't dare!"

"That ......"

The woman was about to speak, but suddenly her face changed drastically, and a continuous stream of colorful blood spurted out of her mouth.

The woman who originally pressed one palm on the pearl hurriedly pressed the other hand up, and her body also exploded with a terrifying power comparable to Kong Sheng: "Sister Xichun, we don't have time to chat!"

The woman exclaimed: "If you really want to help your brother Bao, take a hand, the power of this heaven and earth...... Something is wrong!"

What's going on?

Jia Xichun hurriedly went over, pressed his palm on top of Mingzhu, and was stunned for a moment.