Chapter 690: The Book of Confucianism
This picture is too terrifying, dozens of rounds of the sun are in the sky, the golden light is shining, crowding the sky, exuding unparalleled majesty.
The three-meter-tall woman is covered in golden light, and she is really like a god of the great sun, and her momentum is terrifying.
If an ordinary Shattered Realm encountered this person, he would have been beaten into ashes a long time ago, and only a Holy Land Saint Son like Li Dongxuan could contend with it.
"Roaring ......"
Li Dongxuan roared, he also felt the pressure, this woman with a beautiful face, but her muscles were entangled like a dragon, her strength was too strong, and she was definitely a difficult opponent.
Li Dongxuan swiped his hands, emitting a little light, and an infinite starry sky appeared, the stars were bright, as crystal clear as crystal diamonds.
"Bang!"
The infinite starry sky collided with dozens of rounds of the Great Sun, emitting an earth-shattering explosion, and the void was blasted out of a huge black hole, exuding terrifying absorbing power.
The stone platform as tall as a mountain trembled, and in the end, if it weren't for the black veins that appeared on the surface of the stone platform, it would have been shattered by the two of them.
The cultivation of the two of them is only in the lower Broken Realm, but their combat power is comparable to the middle level, and even close to the upper Broken Realm, which is unimaginable.
There is not much difference in the combat power of the two, this is a difficult matchup, and one is destined to fall.
In just a short moment, the two fought for dozens of rounds, fighting in the void and splendidly, and all kinds of peerless skills came out, making everyone shake.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, after all, it was Li Dongxuan who deliberately sold a flaw to the woman, and then won with half a move.
Li Dongxuan stepped off the battlefield, this seemingly short battle consumed him a lot, and his spirit and spirit needed a period of time to recover.
He stepped aside, sat in the void, and operated the secret method of the Great Yan Holy Land, absorbing the power of the void and restoring his combat power.
When everyone looked at it, they were very surprised in their hearts, only to see dense black thin lines floating around Li Dongxuan, which was a cracked void.
The Shattered Realm can not only shatter the void, make the distance of thousands of miles in front of you, cultivate to the deepest depths, but also open the void space and absorb the power of the void.
"Li Dongxuan's comprehension of the void has reached such a point, and his comprehension is close to the Heavenly Realm. Someone said in a low voice, very jealous of Li Dongxuan.
This is a young master, famous in the Xuan Domain, and there are not many people who are his opponents.
There were a total of ten people who entered this world, and the eight people who did not board the battle platform looked at each other, and Ye Xingchen stood up and walked onto the battle platform.
"It's him, Ye Xingchen. Although everyone didn't think that Ye Xingchen was comparable to Li Dongxuan, he finally defeated Zhou Liyuan, Zhou Qingshen, and Zhou Yuan, and his strength was not weak.
No one wants to be the first to come out, they are all waiting for their time.
After a while, a loud voice sounded: "Advance!"
"What, no one went up to challenge, and they could even advance?!" someone was surprised.
"Everyone has ten chances to challenge, and for each victory, they can get a wisp of dark marks, and if they win ten games, they will be the final winner!"
This is a very young man, with gentle eyes and an elegant temperament, not at all like a martial artist, but like a scholar.
There were auspicious clouds surging around him, a vision of his own true power overflowing from his pores.
This person's strength is terrifying, and his real strength is so strong that it is very terrifying.
"Dark Heavenly Sect, Tang Ming!" After this person got on the battle platform, he arched his hand and introduced himself very politely.
"Dark Heavenly Sect, does it have anything to do with the Dark Supreme?" Ye Xingchen said in his heart.
"It is rumored that the ancestor of the Dark Heavenly Sect once received the guidance of the disciples of the Dark Supreme and obtained a part of the dark mysteries before he created the Dark Heavenly Sect. "There is humanity.
"The Dark Supreme is a figure in the early days of antiquity, and his disciples, if they don't cultivate to become gods, they have all turned into dry bones, but it's a pity that his disciples didn't leave the Dao system. Someone lamented.
"In fact, not only the Dark Supreme, but also the Nine Supremes of the Primal Realm, there are only two or three of them who have left the Dao System, and the rest of the Supremes are either far away from the present and have vague records, or they have ascended to the God Realm early and have not had time to leave the Dao System. "There is humanity.
"Daheng Dynasty, Ye Xingchen!" Ye Xingchen introduced himself.
"Bang!"
As soon as his words fell, the disciples of the Dark Heavenly Sect made a move, he inherited it from the Dark Heavenly Sect, but the peerless learning he shot was not the peerless learning of the Dark Heavenly Sect, but the Confucianism peerless.
Haoran roared out and turned into words, each of which was shining brightly, like a big star pressing on the sky.
Tang Ming took out a book as white as jade, held it in his hand, and read it while walking towards Ye Xingchen: "The mandate of heaven is sexuality, the spontaneity is the Tao, and the cultivation is teaching." ”
With the voice he read, the heavens and the earth were full of righteousness, and the white divine light was blazing, and the words were combined into an article, and they fell towards Ye Xingchen.
This is not only physical pressure, but also mental pressure, and if you do not agree with the meaning of the article, or even think the opposite of it, the pressure will increase.
This is an alternative attack, very powerful and supernatural.
"It is rumored that Tang Ming once accidentally entered the ancient tomb of a great Confucian in the Confucian sect and obtained his inheritance. ”
"Confucianism is equivalent to great power, a powerful inheritance, but it is not simple. ”
"Although the Dark Heavenly Sect is not a demonic demon, but after all, the method of cultivation, he is a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Sect, but he cultivates the method of Confucianism, and the elders of the Dark Heavenly Sect did not expel him, it is really strange. ”
The warriors on the battlefield discussed.
Ye Xingchen felt a lot of pressure, and in the sea of knowledge, the words of Confucianism and Taoism turned into bright light, as if they were about to be imprinted into the origin of his sea of knowledge.
"Confucianism, I can use it, but I want to be my master. Ye Xingchen whispered, his eyes blazing, and shot out two brilliant golden lights.
In his sea of consciousness, the spiritual knife came out, as thin as a cicada's wings, bright and crystalline, slashing towards the burning words one by one, and obliterating them.
When Ye Xingchen wiped out the words in Zhihai, Tang Ming's righteousness dimmed a lot, and many words became faint.
"Hey, you can resist the Confucian holy scriptures. Tang Ming was very surprised.
The book in his hand is not an ordinary book, but the natal magic weapon of the great Confucian in the tomb, an eighth-order true weapon, and the book has the spiritual imprint of the great Confucian, once stimulated, it can educate sentient beings and make them identify with Confucianism.
If he hadn't cultivated the Dark Heavenly Sect at that time, he might have been enlightened and agreed with the Confucian philosophy.
Although he could only use one percent of his strength in this book of Great Confucianism, it was not something that ordinary Shattered Realm martial artists could resist, not to mention that his opponent was only a Nirvana Realm peak cultivator.
"Buzz!"
Ye Xingchen broke free from the influence of the Book of Great Confucianism, swung his golden fist, and slashed forward.