There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea!

The two treasures were left by the Confucian ancestors, which are not only the treasures of Confucianism, but also the beliefs of hundreds of millions of Confucian children.

Legend has it that the two treasures were not the treasures of the Holy Dao, but the things worn by the Confucian ancestors.

In other words, these two treasures also contain the power of rules, and they are the supreme treasures of the first rank between heaven and earth!

Buzz!

But seeing Zhao Shuhang wave his hand, the folding fan in his hand was opened, and the boundless streamer came out, sweeping the entire Douwutai like a stormy wave.

Roar!

As if provoked, and even threatened, the Holy Martial War Order was magnificent, and the dragon and tiger roared out proudly, swallowing the boundless streamer, as if the sun was rising in the east.

Although this treasure has been silent for countless years and has not been blessed by the power of the faith of the warriors in the world, its own strength is no less than that of learning sea fans, and even wins.

After all, after ancient totems, ancient gods, and hundreds of ancient schools, warriors emerged in an endless stream, but Confucianism is only one of the ten thousand ways of contention.

Even though the Shenzhou human race and Confucianism are flourishing now, it is not a hall of words, and there are still Taoism and Buddhism that shine.

In this way, although the power of the rules contained in the Xuehai Fan is strong, it is impossible to suppress the Holy Martial Battle Order, and can only barely resist the control of its rules over the space around the Douwu Terrace.

But even so, it is enough to greatly reduce the pressure on the strong people of all races in Shenzhou, so that they will not be constrained.

Don't look at the rules of the Holy Martial War Pass, what is important is absolute fairness and justice, but for many strong people, just such a side has a range of space, which makes it difficult for people to use many means.

What's more, Zhao Shuhang also has a Shushan Sword in his hand, which also contains the power of rules, which can help everyone to a certain extent.

Even if it's not much, as long as they can weaken Wu Ming, for them, it will be a little more chance of winning!

"Book the mountain sword, learn the sea fan!"

Wu Ming's eyes were slightly condensed, and the immeasurable amount of light gushing out of the Xuehai fan was reflected in his pupils, where was the brilliance, and it was clearly a supreme and mysterious human script.

From oracle bone inscriptions, to hieroglyphs, to ancient scripts, each character has its own special meaning and contains special powers.

If you are not strong-willed, just by looking at it, you will get lost in the sea of learning, and you will be very powerful.

What's even more terrifying is that the human script is broad and profound, and a single word contains a variety of mysteries, and when the two words are combined, there will be more changes and meanings that are innumerable.

In this way, this is the formation of a great array of words, a vast sea of learning, boundless.

Even if the Holy Realm is powerful and falls into it, if you don't understand its meaning, if you want not to be trapped, you can only break it with force.

Even though Wu Ming had studied the past and the present and was knowledgeable, he could not fully grasp the Terran script, let alone the power and significance contained in it.

However, the core of Confucianism pays attention to the love of the world and convincing people with reason, and rarely advocates the concept of the way of attack.

In this way, these two treasures also contain such ideas, and the core strength of their rules is also born in this way.

Although the power is extremely extraordinary, it is mainly suppressed and indoctrinated, rather than directly killed.

As the saying goes, leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future.

Even the rules also leave loopholes, or in other words, they give people a glimmer of life, not so much room for nothing, so that people can never turn over.

In terms of strength alone, if the old sacrificial wine mastered these two treasures, it was enough to easily suppress Wu Ming.

Otherwise, the lotus lantern would not have been blocked, and even the body would have been left.

But Zhao Shuhang is not an old sacrificial wine, even if he is also a genius of Tianzhong, he is the best in the world, but he can't reach the countless years of accumulation of old sacrificial wine, and he can almost perfectly exert the power of the two rules and treasures.

In this way, its loopholes, or that glimmer of life, are infinitely magnified!

"My martial arts, forge ahead, indomitable, the sea fights the torrent, and the universe is in my hands!"

Wu Ming's mind was certain, and he looked up to the sky and roared, so he got rid of the suppression of the boundless sea of learning, and completely released his own spirit and spirit.

Even though Confucian Ancestor's martial arts are definitely above him, Wu Ming is a strong man in the world who has walked out of his own path, and no matter how strong a rule treasure is, it is impossible to completely include it.

"Hmph, the mountains of books and the sea of learning, the world is boundless!"

Zhao Shuhang snorted coldly, and with a wave of the Shushan Sword in his hand, the immeasurable light and shadow fell layer by layer, as if a volume of several layers, piled up into a mountain, and invisibly turned into a barrier between heaven and earth, and was inflicted on Wu Ming's whole body.

What's even more terrifying is that the power contained in these scrolls directly connects with its essence and spirit, acting on its sea of divine soul consciousness.

Bang bang bang!

For a while, Rao is Wu Ming was determined, and he couldn't help but feel a little trance, and his mind sank again and again, as if he was trapped in a real sea of books, and he was bent over and lowered his head.

In a trance, Wu Ming seemed to have returned to his previous life, his unbearable student career.

Even if he was as lawless as Wu Ming, he used to sit at his desk back then, burying his head in a higher layer of books, even if he slept most of the time.

Really...... It's unbearable!

The cold eyes, mockery, merciless blows, and the cruelty of reality almost crushed the rebellious teenager.

"Do it!"

Zhao Shuhang shouted loudly, raised the Shushan Sword, stood in the air, and went all out to urge the power of the rules in the Shushan Sword, suppress Wu Ming's mind, and create opportunities for everyone.

Seeing that Wu Ming was tricked, he was already subject to the power of the rules, and even his mind was about to sink into the boundless memories, and finally ushered in the dawn!

"Kill!"

"Zhou Tian was killed in one go!"

"No light goes out!"

All present are the world's Shenzhou Tianjiao, and there are many veteran powerhouses, each of whom has a special skill, at this time, he will naturally not let the opportunity slip away in front of him, almost at the same time, he shot with all his might, each using his own means, and pressing the killer weapon at the bottom of the box, without reservation, pouring rain towards Wu Ming.

Thundered!

It was as if the Milky Way had fallen for nine days, and it was like a riot in the sea of stars, with countless streamers of various colors, enveloping the boundless killing machine, and instantly submerging Wu Ming.

At this moment, Wu Ming has been on the verge of death all year round, and he has survived countless near-deaths, and the combat instinct he has cultivated has played an unimaginable role.

Even though the mind is suppressed, the instinct is still there, and the only little reason left, following the instinctive perception of the outside world, has applied what he has learned to the extreme.

Boom!

A fist shattered a superb Dao sword, and his body was staggered by a treasure knife containing the power of the Holy Dao, and he turned around like lightning, and it was a leg whip with a big spine like a dragon, and the wailing sound of the treasure knife was broken.

But Rao is Wu Ming has three heads and six arms Immortal Golden Body, but there are too many attacks, even if he exerts his combat instinct to the extreme, it has its limits.

Thundered!

In the rolling roar, Wu Ming was sometimes hit by his fist, and the dark gold runes flickering on the immortal gold's body had not yet recovered, canceling the fist seal, and there was another palm shadow wrapped in thunder imprinted on the place where it was hit before.

Buzz!

The great divine power Bodhi divine light contained in the immortal golden body is constantly recovering the damage caused by the power of the external force that pours into the body, but it is far from keeping up with the speed of destruction.

In just a few moments, Wu Ming didn't know how many times he had been hit, and under the urging of his battle instinct, the three-headed and six-armed immortal golden body that manifested was also broken and scarred.

The power of immortality flickered endlessly in the wound, acting together with the light of Bodhi, but it was also unsustainable, and there was a sign of insupport.

Everyone was excited and inexplicable, but at the same time, they all showed a shocked look on their faces.

More than a dozen pseudo-saints, seven or eight holy treasures, and the killer weapons hidden by the powerhouses of all races are tantamount to a few Saint Realm powers going all out, and there are even more real Saint Realm powers like Zhao Shuhang pressing the formation.

Under such circumstances, even if the Holy Realm power was in front of him, even if he did not fall on the spot, he would probably be seriously injured and dying.

On the other hand, Wu Ming, although he was seriously injured, there were terrible wounds on his chest, front and back, which were deep and visible, and even his viscera, although his qi was disordered, it was still like an abyss and a sea, surging like a volcano about to erupt.

"Formation!"

A handsome young man wearing a Taoist robe, with a grim face, holding a Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, roared loudly.

Whoosh!

Before the words fell, three middle-aged and elderly Taoist priests flew out, holding Dao swords, stepping on the Seven Star Tiangang Beidou Steps, and surrounded Wu Ming with the momentum of innate three talents.

There were also seven demi-saint Taoist disciples outside, and they gathered again to suppress them.

Airplanes!

At the same time, the young Taoist priest threw out a thing, which was a wedge engraved with rare birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, like a treasure tripod of its own, floating in the air above Wu Ming's head.

"Heavenly Drama Killing Array!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a tall and burly young man, dancing with both hands to a pole high, a little broken, but containing endless power, hunting and ringing banners, roaring again and again.

Twelve people wearing heavy armor and holding swords, guns, swords, and halberds, like iron-blooded generals who had survived a hundred battles, came out of the crowd and flew into the sky above the Three Talents and Seven Star Array.

Whew!

In an instant, the wind surged, and the killing aura swept endlessly, stirring the sky!

"You must not let this fang escape, please come down first and suppress this fang!"

Another handsome young man in a gorgeous robe came out of the crowd, and with a flip of his palm, a foot-high amethyst glazed pagoda turned around and turned into a thousand-zhang tower, descending like a mountain and placing it in the void.

"Clear the universe, slay demons!"

A majestic roar, as if coming from a different time and space, the aura of more than a dozen strong men in the crowd suddenly changed, as if they were dozens of times taller in an instant, and there was a surging and majestic power surging.

"All the saints are here!"

Zhao Shuhang's eyes flashed, and his tense face relaxed slightly.

Even if it is just a holy thought that descends, it can only exert one-twelfth of its power, and it is comparable to the powerhouse of the pseudo-saint.

There are more than a dozen pseudo-saints, and there are various holy treasures, even if Wu Ming has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, there is no reason to turn over this time.

"Amitabha!"

Just when the family received the arrival of the immortal holy will of all the saints and besieged and suppressed Wu Ming again, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded, but I saw a handsome and unparalleled young monk with a Buddha seal hidden in the center of his eyebrows coming out of the crowd and proclaiming the Buddha's name.

Airplanes!

As if the hum of the monks chanting, it turned into a flood bell Da Lu, cleansing the world, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand flew up and turned into twelve Buddha King Kongs, guarding the heavens.