In the realm of Confucianism and Taoism!

Sheng Xun looked into the distance, and saw that Wang Xiong was using Buddhism to fight against his Confucianism and Taoism in the distance, and his face suddenly sank.

"Who?" Suddenly, an angry cry rang out.

The Confucian students suddenly looked in the direction of the sound. The direction of the voice was also a white-robed man, who was the disciple of Righteous Qi Mountain of Cao Mu Hongjun.

The grass and trees instantly rushed into the air and collided with a black shadow.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a loud bang, the void shook violently, and the grass and trees instantly retreated a little, and the black shadow also retreated a little.

However, the collision just now was big enough to lift the black shadow's hat.

"You're ......!" Cao Mu Hongjun exclaimed.

"The same appearance as Mr. Grass?" Many Confucian scholars were also surprised.

The person who came was no stranger, it was the high priest!

Wang Xiong left from Eastern Qin, and the high priest originally wanted to quietly break into Lingxiao City, but unfortunately, Lingxiao City was guarded by five flags, and if the high priest broke in, he would definitely be discovered.

The high priest could only quietly follow Wang Xiong and his party, hoping to wait until Wang Xiong let go.

Quietly follow. But he didn't dare to get too close.

This time, when he suddenly saw Ye He Chichi being hanged up, the high priest immediately became angry.

A 'look for death'! And the high priest pounced.

However, a grass and tree Hongjun in Zhengqi Mountain was also extremely alert, and instantly found that he rushed to the sky and collided with the high priest.

With a roar, the two suddenly separated.

The grass and trees Hongjun grew out of the seventy-two seeds that Hongjun spit out that year, so in this world, the high priest is not the only one who has taken it.

"Ye He Chichi, don't be afraid, I'll come to save you soon!" The high priest shouted at Yehechichi.

Ye Hechichi, who was hanged, rolled his eyes: "Who wants you to save it?" Wang Xiong is here, he will save me! ”

High Priest: "..................! ”

"You're also a grass and tree?" The grass and trees stared at the high priest and said coldly.

The high priest looked at the grass and trees with cold eyes, and showed a sneer: "You dare to stop me? ”

As he spoke, the dust in the high priest's hand suddenly threw out.

"Boom!"

The two collided in the dusty void, but they were indistinguishable from each other.

"You!" The High Priest's eyes widened.

"Heh, in the dust you just had, there was still a kind of Hongjun atmosphere? Want to manipulate me? The grass and wood Hongjun sneered.

"How do you ......?" The high priest said with an ugly face.

"The prohibition on my body has been washed away by the Confucian and Taoist roulette, and now, even if Hongjun is back, he doesn't want to control me! What are you! The grass and trees said coldly.

"Humph!"

"I don't care who you are, now, leave immediately, otherwise, no one can save you!" The grass and wood Hongjun said coldly.

"You're dreaming!" The High Priest glared.

Now, to be able to behave in front of Yehe Chichi, how could the high priest retreat?

As he spoke, a third eye popped out of the High Priest's eyebrows.

"The third eye? Thought you were the only one? The grass and trees snorted coldly.

"Whew!"

The third eye of the two of them each emitted a red light, and they collided violently, and with a roar, countless snake vines seemed to emerge from the void, and they suddenly rushed towards each other.

The two powerhouses looked exactly the same, but the dust and the fist collided, and the sky and the earth fell apart for a while.

However, in the realm of Confucianism and Taoism, there was not much aftermath, at least the Zhengqi Mountain, surrounded by countless white fonts, unaffected by the storm.

"Noise!" Sheng Xun snorted coldly.

But at this moment, another white-clothed Confucian rushed up to the sky, and when the grass and trees were in a stalemate with the high priest, he suddenly slapped out.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a loud bang, the high priest was knocked upside down and flew out.

"What?" The High Priest's face changed.

Obviously, the high priest didn't expect that there were so many powerhouses in this righteous qi mountain?

When the high priest saw the white-clothed Confucian who suddenly came, his face suddenly changed.

"Another grass and trees?" The High Priest exclaimed.

"Mr. Mu, take down this grass and wood Hongjun!" Sheng Xun said coldly.

"Yes, Master!" Mr. Namu replied.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the two great plants and trees suppressed the high priest, and for a while, the sky roared and fought, but the righteous qi mountain was unhindered.

Countless snakes and vines surrounded the battlefield, but the battle became more and more fierce and ferocious.

In the distance, Wang Xiong was there.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, countless Haoran Righteous Qi around them suddenly exploded, and countless Righteous Qi Mountain disciples staggered and fell to the ground.

But I saw that in the whirlpool of Confucianism, Wang Xiong and his entourage tore through the white mist and suddenly appeared.

The Bull Demon King even rushed to the front, knocking some of the righteous qi mountain disciples at the front into the air and blowing them up.

"Roar, use this magic voice to deceive Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has eaten you!" The Bull Demon King roared.

With a single inhalation, he devoured a large number of righteous qi mountain disciples.

"Ahh Suddenly there was a group of disciples shouting in the distance.

On the righteous mountain, all the Confucian disciples looked anxiously at Shengxun's situation.

"Door master, they broke the ideological frenzy and escaped!" The disciples said anxiously.

Can't you see the situation of Shengxun? manipulated the realm of Confucianism and Taoism to form an ideological attack on Wang Xiong's location, but the Dharma behind Wang Xiong was also confronted with the thoughts of Buddhism.

The recitation of the classics by Confucianism and the recitation of Buddhist scriptures by monks and nuns are colliding with each other.

The golden light behind Wang Xiong was not large, but it allowed Wang Xiong to be free from the interference of the realm.

"Humph!" Sheng Xun snorted coldly.

In the distance, Wang Xiong broke through this layer of white fog and saw the Zhengqi Mountain in the distance.

I saw three grass and trees fighting, and I saw Ye He Chichi who was hanged.

"Wang Xiong, I'm here, Wang Xiong!" Ye Hechi suddenly shouted in surprise.

Wang Xiong looked at Ye He Chichi who was hanged, and his face was cold.

"Humph! Shengxun situation, I didn't mess with you, but you came to provoke me, I don't know whether to live or die! Wang Xiong snorted coldly.

During the steps, the group instantly arrived not far from Zhengqi Mountain.

"Say what you say!" Sheng Xun snorted coldly.

I saw that above the sky, countless fonts rushed towards everyone in an instant.

A huge white phrase, like a magic weapon, seemed to connect with the power of the Heavenly Dao, facing everyone.

"Break it for me!" The corpse punched out.

"Boom!"

The void shattered, the words shattered, but the corpse of the Buddha was also knocked open.

"What?" The corpse exclaimed.

A phrase is your limit?

"Roar!"

The Bull Demon King roared loudly and met the hundreds of words.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Bull Demon King was at the forefront, but even so, the Bull Demon King was extremely difficult.

Wang Xiong looked up at the sky.

At this moment, Wang Xiong finally saw the Confucian and Taoist roulette clearly.

It was a huge roulette wheel, like a compass, spinning in the air, spreading out horizontally, and there were thousands of feet, immense, and radiant.

The Confucian Dao roulette wheel rotated, changing the Heavenly Dao in this realm, and falling from it one after another, like the weight of ten thousand jun, constantly falling, like the Heavenly Dao heavy blow pouring out.

Above the Ten Thousand Confucianism*, there is a huge Dharma Image.

A huge Confucian saint law appearance that looks exactly the same as Shengxun's condition.

The Confucian saint and the law minister, condescending, looked coldly at the location of Wang Xiong and his party, as if he was spitting out the words of a saint and practicing the law of heaven and earth.

"Your Majesty, these white words are so heavy, getting heavier and heavier! What's more, why didn't I know before, words can also be treasures? Words have power, too? Hey, hell! The Bull Demon King stood at the front with a depressed face.

"It's not just words, it's Confucianism!" Zhang Wei explained.

"Master Zhang, don't explain this bullshit to me, how is it broken, there are more and more words falling from the sky!" The Bull Demon King said anxiously.

"Two ways!" Zhang Wei said.

"Say it quickly!"

"One, with the same doctrine and thoughts, suppress the other party, lead the way of heaven to stand on your side, control the mandate of heaven for your own use, and everything will be solved!" Zhang Wei said.

"I'm just a big old man, you want me to have a doctrine and thought? You're crazy, just say something else! The Bull Demon King said depressedly.

"Second, it's power, your strength is huge enough, and you can break ten thousand laws with one force!" Zhang Wei said.

"Breaking ten thousand laws with one force? I also think, my cultivation hasn't recovered yet, and now ......, what's the matter, I'm now dealing with a big Luo Jin Immortal thirteen, it's more than enough, and I can't break these words? The Bull Demon King stood in front of him depressedly.

"It's useless to break this Confucian epigram!" Zhang Wei shook his head.

"Why didn't it work? Although I am twelve-fold, I can hit the power of thirteen-fold, and with one punch, I can blow up the righteous qi mountain! The Bull Demon King was unconvinced.

At this moment, the high priest in the distance suddenly received a heavy blow.

"Boom!"

With a single punch, the high priest shot like a cannonball in the direction of Wang Xiong, shattering a pile of fonts and falling to the ground.

The Bull Demon King looked at the high priest, and his face was ugly for a while, because the strength of the high priest at the moment was no worse than his own, and without the font of Confucian aphorisms, he didn't seem to be able to break the righteous qi mountain at all.

"Hmph, want to run?" The two grass and trees snorted coldly and pounced instantly.

"Buzz!"

The third eye of the two grass and wood Hongjun eyebrows suddenly shot out a stream of colored light, instantly enveloping the area where Wang Xiong was, including the high priest who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Snake vine heavenly punishment, you two are crazy, are you fighting to lose both?" The High Priest exclaimed.

"No, we can use two snake vine heavenly punishments, you can only use one, and it is scattered on us, we are seriously injured at most, and you, you must die!" The two grass and trees showed a hideous look.

"Don't!" The High Priest exclaimed.

But at this moment, Zhang Wei took a step forward, and there was suddenly an extra side of Haotian Realm in his palm.

"Snake Vine Sanctions!" Zhang Wei broke off with a snort.

"Buzz!"

Haotian Realm instantly bloomed with a burst of colorful light and greeted it.

"Boom, boom!"

The eyebrows of the two grass and trees suddenly made a loud noise. Their third eyes suddenly exploded open.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~h

The two grass and trees exclaimed in pain.

But the high priest looked at Zhang Wei with a shocked expression: "Ancestor Tianyan? No! ”

However, at this moment, Wang Xiong ignored everyone.

Instead, he held a giant sword in his hand and actually raised it.

"Eight desolations and six combinations are the only ones!" Wang Xiong's eyes were cold, and the sword of the Son of Heaven slashed out again.

Zhang Wei said, breaking the Confucianism in front of him, in addition to the suppression of doctrine, there is also power, absolute power. Break through ten thousand laws with one force.

The sword of the Son of Heaven is Wang Xiong's strongest sword at the moment, and it is so powerful that it is earth-shattering.

At this moment, Ye He Chichi is trapped, how much time does Wang Xiong have for nonsense? With a sword, he was about to break his righteous qi mountain.

"Boom!"

A storm of sword qi erupted in all directions of Zhengqi Mountain, and the powerful Sword of the Son of Heaven naturally formed a vast sword dao field, slashing towards Zhengqi Mountain with a sword. Confucianism*, who slashes into the sky, wants to break everything.

"Wang Xiong, you're crazy!" Sheng Xun's face changed.