Everyone could hear Hong Xuanji's words, and their hearts moved.

It seems that the origin of this Chen Bi is a little strange.

The world is very curious about the origin of this sub-holy father.

However, before Hong Xuanji could say the following words, he angered Hong Pi.

If Hong Xuanji insulted himself, Hong Pi would not be angry.

Although he has a trace of the true nature of the Buddha-figure.

But it is indeed a person who was born into this world.

Meng Bingyun is indeed his biological mother.

The grace of birth is the greatest human nature of his birth in this life.

Where is there room for slander?

What's more, that person is still Hong Xuanji, a person who is least worthy of saying this name.

"You're also a scholar, haven't you read the etiquette? Don't understand the three outlines and five constants? ”

"Your gentleman's way is not a regular ethics?"

"Dare to call me by name? Talk to me like that? ”

Hong Xuanji didn't pay any attention to his anger, and his voice didn't change at all.

It was still as smooth as a mountain, and as cold and hard as a winter wind.

Between heaven and earth, there is an astonishing cold and dead silence.

Everyone was silent.

Even the battle between several students of the Confucian Sect and the three daughters and the housekeeper Wu didn't know when, and stopped.

Stood far away, without saying a word or moving.

It seems to be frozen by the frozen atmosphere between heaven and earth.

"What? Still want to do it with me? Kill me? ”

"Sure enough, it's a beast born of a lowly demon girl, unkind and unfilial, and doesn't know the rules of etiquette."

"What do you rely on to dare to be presumptuous in front of me? Well? ”

"Your fists and embroidered legs, don't know the so-called six arts of a gentleman? Or is it what the Dharma of sanctification is a thought? ”

"I already know that you don't know the so-called Confucianism, the heroic righteousness of a scholar, and the bearing of being an upright person, but you are so blasphemous!"

"What a thought of sanctification, it's just opportunistic, using demonic magic to cover the Yin God, like you little beast, deceiving the world and stealing fame, deceiving the world!"

"Evil Sect Crooked!"

"Dare to be arrogant in front of me? Well? ”

Hong Xuanji spoke repeatedly.

The words are like reason, like the law, engraved into the hearts of the people.

Let people give birth to truths that seem to be the way they should be, and that is the way they are.

Even without the great majesty of such rules and people's hearts, their words are like knives, and the swords kill people's hearts.

Listening to others, they were also covered in cold sweat.

If you think to yourself, even if you don't die of shame, you will die of anger.

In the dense forest in the distance, Hong Yi listened to these words in his ears, and his heart trembled suddenly.

At the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he was furious because of Hong Xuanji's words.

He seemed to empathize with that.

As if he were speaking to himself.

His chest was full of rage, and if he hadn't tried his best to restrain himself, he would have wanted to rush out and question Hong Xuanji.

Why was he bullied in the Hou Mansion, and his father never appeared?

When he taught Hong Xi, Hong Kang and others boxing techniques and read and write, why was he forbidden to practice martial arts? Even reading books can only be borrowed from everywhere?

I even want to ask him, where is his mother who was killed by that poisonous woman?

Father, father and son, husband and wife.

is so unfather, not son, not husband and wife, so unkind and unkind, what face does he have to talk about benevolence and righteousness?

Hong Yi couldn't help but roar in his heart, and the Confucian students next to him were already angry and glared angrily.

If it weren't for the Master's side, it wouldn't have been their turn.

Even if he is facing a human immortal, he knows that he is invincible, and he has already done it.

Even if the blood is spilled on the spot, it will definitely make this Hong Xuanji disgraced.

"Boom!"

At this moment, high in the sky, a burst of muffled thunder suddenly sounded.

The spring thunder sounds, and everything sprouts.

Zhao, Su, and Xing's expressions changed, and they all restrained the yin gods and guarded their souls.

Inside and outside the Yujing City, there are Taoist masters who are alarmed by the repeated battles and visions tonight, and peep out of the body, and they are also like frightened fish and insects, and the yin gods have retracted their flesh and bones, not daring to show their heads.

This is not man-made, but Tianwei.

It was early spring.

The spring thunder sprouts, and everything starts.

But it is a great taboo and a great calamity for those who cultivate the Tao.

If the mistake is not that the ghosts and immortals who have accumulated a lot of depth, they dare to survive the thunder tribulation, so they can only shrink their heads and be turtles.

Finished!

In front of the Qianyuan Palace, everyone said secretly.

It was difficult for Chen Bi to turn over.

The spring thunder sprouts, and it has no effect on a human immortal at all.

But for those who use their spirits to defend against the enemy, it is a dead end.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Bi's possible opportunity to fight Hong Xuanji is the rumored Confucian one-thought sanctification method, as well as the rumored Journey to the West to release misfortune in the market.

It is precisely because of the spread of the Journey to the West that most people in the world think that Hong Pi is also a master of Taoism.

And the so-called one-thought sanctification method, as Hong Xuanji said, is a different art based on Taoism and Yin God.

As for Hong Pi's martial arts, the six arts of Confucianism?

It is indeed a rare martial art in the world, but in the face of a human immortal, talk about martial arts?

Isn't it a big joke?

"Hmph, it seems that it violates human ethics and harms the world, and the heavens will not tolerate you!"

"The spring thunder is ringing, and you can't use witchcraft, I see how you can kill me?"

"I'm going to be here today to get rid of you rebellious little brute."

Hong Xuanji's voice is very peaceful, without a trace of murder, oppression, or even a trace of joy and anger, no matter whether it is positive or negative, it is not the slightest feeling.

Calm to the extreme, it seems to be teaching a nephew step by step.

At this time, the sky and the earth were filled with an extremely cold air, and a biting cold wind blew.

I didn't know that the weather was getting colder.

It's still because of people.

"Hong Xuanji, do you want to use words to provoke my anger and disturb my heart?"

"It seems that you also know that you are also afraid."

Hong Pi's voice sounded, but the anger was gone.

But in that calm, everyone still felt that something invisible, as if it were nothing, was surging, accumulating, and not emitting.

"Heavenly thunder?"

"Hahahaha,"

Hong Pi suddenly let out a burst of inexplicable laughter:

"Hong Xuanji, you created the wheel of life and death of the heavens, claimed to be the king of the heavens, overrode the heavens, controlled the gods of heaven and earth, the reincarnation of life and death of the heavens, the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth, and you cannot be reversed,"

"The truth is good, but it's too ridiculous!"

"Since you claim to be the king of the heavens, you are not a mortal, so you should naturally be above the heavens."

In front of the Qianyuan Palace, everyone looked through the ring and suddenly saw a figure flashing, and Hong Pi stepped out of a void.

"Master!"

A group of Confucian students saluted one after another.

Hong Pi stood with his hands in his hands, put his feet on the earth, and looked up at the sky.

The clouds were converging, and the lightning of the razer was jumping through the clouds.

A heavy breath permeates the heavens and the earth.

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

Dark clouds crushed the city.

Hong Pi lifted his foot and climbed the stairs, as if there was an invisible staircase in the void.

Everyone was shocked to find that when this step was taken, Hong Pi's whole body crackled.

At the beginning, it was like frying beans, and in a few breaths, it was like a thunderbolt flashing in its body.

Not only does the sound shock people's souls, but there are also fairy lights shining out of the body.

The aura that was originally ordinary suddenly climbed violently.

In an instant, it became like a mountain like a prison, like an abyss like the sea.

"Bubbling ......"

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of a great river rushing and a huge wave crashing echoes in everyone's ears and impacts people's hearts.

At this time, Hong Pi's body was full of immortal light, and the whole person became ordinary again, which is not surprising.

There is only one kind of invisible qi that makes the mountains look up, filling every inch of the void.

But the horror in people's eyes has not diminished, but has increased.

"Martial Saint Peak?!"

"The spirit reaches the world, and the flesh is without leakage and ......"

"It's a human immortal!"

"How is that possible?!"

"He, he...... He's only eighteen! ”

"He's a human immortal! He has long since become a human immortal! ”

"Impossible! No way! ”

"Sure enough! The Confucian mastery and Confucian holy weapons are all from his hands! It's not good luck, and it's not some! ”

"Human immortals! Another human immortal! ”

Those who saw this vision exclaimed in amazement, and even showed a state of madness.

A human immortal is enough to shock the world.

An eighteen-year-old human immortal, shocking the world is no longer enough to describe.

That's the Earthquake of the Past and the Present!

It's crazy enough!

As for Mr. Sun's words before, there is no need for any proof at all, they have all become at this time!

Human immortals, that's human immortals!

Can you steal your family's scriptures?

Don't say it's you, your ancestors, sons and saints have been resurrected, and they don't have such a big face!

Mr. Sun was standing in the crowd at this time, his face changing.

The die is cast!

Miscalculation, miscalculation......

He was only angry at this point.

but there is no regret or fear.

With the background of their several thousand-year-old families, a human immortal, although it is enough to compete with them, makes them jealous.

But it wasn't enough to make him afraid.

What's more, he is just an incarnation at this time, what about human immortals?

It was that prodigy Fang Yuan, who was embarrassed and angry at this time.

If he could, he would have wanted to leave immediately, far away, and never come back.

It's just that he still has to hold his own demeanor, and he can only endure the strange stares in the crowd.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud bang was suddenly heard.

But it doesn't ring in people's ears.

It's like an explosion in the hearts of people.

I saw Hong Pi take the second step.

One step volley.

It seems to have burst open some invisible portal.

The bright light above Hong Pi's head rose to the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth.

Bright as the sun, moon and stars, vast as heaven and earth.

The vast brilliance turned into a giant pillar that reached the sky, breaking through the layers of dark clouds.

It was as if a huge hole had appeared in the sky.

You can see that in the hollow, there are countless Razer plasma surging.

It's like a vast thunder pool and a sea of thunder.

Just one glance makes people want to be blinded and dare not look more.

That's thunder!

The heavenly thunder that destroys all things in heaven and earth and contains vitality and can sprout all things.

The ghosts and immortals are to go to this sea of thunder and bathe in the thunder.

Purify the god of pure yin with pure yang and heavenly thunder.

Until the yin pole is born and the yang is born, and the pure yang is born, it is the thunder and the ghost immortal.

After nine times, he became the god of the sun.

It's just that the heavenly thunder is yang to the strong, and the yin god is a yin thing.

Even if it was just the explosion of spring thunder, it could make the ordinary yin spirits scatter.

The rolling thunder, the collision of the two wills of destruction and creation, is enough to shake away all the ghosts and immortals below the thunder tribulation.

How much more to enter the sea of thunder?

"Master!"

Shangshan, who has been taking care of and guarding several seriously injured students, was surprised when he saw this scene.

No one knows better than him how tall the Master really is.

Everyone in the world thinks that the master is at most a martial saint.

Even whether it is a martial saint or not, many people have doubts in their hearts.

Only he knew that the master's realm had already far exceeded the realm of the Martial Saint.

Even beyond the human immortals!

Unfathomable, unattainable!

The Master is just looking for a way, a road to heaven.

only to suppress himself in the realm of martial saints, and he does not show mountains or dew on weekdays.

But just now, the pair of strange sounds that rose from the bottom of his heart and from the depths of his soul, and the vision in front of him at this time, he knew that the master had found the avenue to heaven!

"Hong Xuanji, if you are not a mortal, then you should fight in the sky!"

"I'll wait for you in heaven!"

Three steps to the sky!

Everyone was horrified to see that Hong Pi stepped out in one step, and his body was actually thrown into the seemingly infinite vast sea of thunder.

"Want to survive the thunderstorm at this time?"

"I don't know how thick the sky is."

Hong Xuanji's flat voice revealed a bit of disdain.

At this time, people had already seen that in the huge hollow, the sea of thunder burst out terrifying thunder tongues, surging up huge waves of thunder that made people tremble.

Among them, the figure of Hong Pi can be faintly seen.

I saw that the figure paused slightly, and actually stepped forward again, stepping deeper into the thunder sea.

Among the people, although few survived the thunderstorm.

But many people know that there are nine thunder tribulations.

And in the midst of the sea of thunder.

Circle by circle, heavy by heavy.

The deeper you go, the stronger the will of thunder becomes, and the more terrifying the power of destruction and creation becomes.

As soon as Hong Pi stepped into the sea of thunder, what he felt was not the destruction of thunder.

Rather, I felt a kind of nothingness.

The past and the future, everything, appear in front of your eyes, in your soul, in your memory.

In an instant, he seemed to have gone through thousands of lifetimes.

Wake up and fall asleep again.

Life, old age, sickness, death, infinite reincarnation.

Ordinary people, I'm afraid that at this moment, they will sink.

Before I knew it, my soul was scattered in the thunder and I was wiped out.

All cultivation is assimilated by this thunder and blends into the heavens and the earth.

But in a moment, he took the second step.

Not even a momentary trance.

If you want him to sink in his true nature, with this thunder, he can't do it.

At least the first few heavy thunderbolts, there is no such power.

In this second step, Hong Pi did not pause at all.

Stepping out of the second and third ...... in a row Until the sixth step is taken.

From the fifth step onwards, the power of thunder was already enough to tear apart the void.

Time began to slow down in his eyes.

In the sixth step, time and space seem to disappear from one's surroundings and thoughts.

He seems to have returned to when he was born.

When a baby is born, it carries an innate nature.

The soul calculates the purest power of the source.

Born in the world and in contact with the mundane, it gradually gives birth to color and is gradually polluted......

Hong Pi did not stop and took the seventh step......

At this time, in front of the Qianyuan Palace, Mr. Sun was already stupid with fright.

Sixfold ......

He survived six thunderstorms in a row!

If this seventh level is crossed, it means that the mind has reached the number of one yuan, and it can create things in the void, and it is the Creator!

"Impossible, impossible......"

He shuddered and made a dreamy sound.

At the forefront, Emperor Qian's eyes that did not change their color when they collapsed in front of him revealed a look of horror.

"Huh?"

Hong Xuanji, who didn't know where to hide, saw such a scene, and couldn't help but make a sound and show his figure.

"Hong Xuanji! What do you want!? ”

Figures flickered.

Li Taibai stood in front of Hong Xuanji.

Beside him, there were three more.

A man holding a yaoqin in his arms, a young man dressed as a pawn with a big bow on his back, and Shangshan holding a moonlight sword in his hand.

"Hmph, if an unkind, unfilial, and unrighteous beast is allowed to achieve the realm of the Creator? Isn't it to turn human ethics upside down, the program is often out of order, and the world is in chaos? ”

"Get out of the way!"

Hong Xuanji snorted coldly, and as soon as he stepped out, the masculine blood rushed to the sky, and the earth seemed to shake.

Before they could make a move, the four of them had already been captured and scattered.

That's three Martial Saints!

The power of human immortals, as far as Si!

No matter how much they have the heart to stop each other, they can't stop Hong Xuanji, who is bent on stopping Hong Bi from surviving the Seven Thunder Tribulations.

I saw that his body was like an oven, scorching the heavens and the earth into distortion and deformation.

Seven gods appeared behind him, as if they were substances.

Lifting a ring of wheels, like arching the god king, holding up Hong Xuanji.

Hong Xuanji's hands were spread out, his palms half open and half clenched, as if he was pinching two round wheels.

Invisible forces swirl in the palm of your hand.

Heaven and earth were sucked by two huge forces, and within a radius of dozens of miles, the wind poured back, and two huge vortices appeared, and the center of the vortex was Hong Xuanji's palms.

Under the rotation and pulling of the vortex, twisted black lines appeared in the void.

That's the void is torn!

"Let's go!"

No matter who it is, there is no way to gain a foothold under such a domineering force.

fled from the area around Hong Xuan's fuselage, and within dozens of miles, no one dared to survive.

"The world of the heavens, the cycle of life and death, the gods of heaven and earth, are all under control!"

"Little brute! Pick me up the wheel of life and death! ”

Hong Xuanji stepped on the rotation of the seven gods and ascended to the sky.

Holding the wheel of life and death in the heavens, he pressed towards Hong Pi from afar.

"Humph! Do you think I'm a thunderbolt? ”

"The frog at the bottom of the well, how can you know the greatness of the heavens and the earth? Dare to rule the heavens in vain? ”

"Heaven and earth gave birth to you and raised you, but you disrespect heaven and earth, and try to rebel, you are also worthy of saying the word Lunchang? is also worthy of preaching etiquette, benevolence and filial piety? ”

"I want you to never recover!"

"Great Qianyuan! To the Kun Yuan! All materials are life, but Shun Chengtian! ”

In the vast shouting and reprimanding like the sound of heaven, countless people were shocked to find that the heavens and the earth were trembling, and the sun, moon and stars were shaking.

Countless skylight, moonlight, starlight, and thunder light are all swaying and spreading.

The wisps and paths converge into a huge humanoid silhouette.

Holding a scroll in his hand, with a high crown and a wide belt, and fluttering sleeves.

I can't see the face clearly, and the sky is thorough, which makes people feel a kind of worship and admiration.

The statue lifted an illusory and half-transparent palm, whose power covered the sky and the earth.

Slowly pressed down towards Hong Xuanji......