"Click~" As soon as the cold voice came out, there was a sound in the void, and the illusory instantly condensed countless legal forbiddens, and the shape turned into a boxy and solemn iron prison, which was directly hidden in the Miluo River, imprisoning those demon spirits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A thousand words and thousands of knives cut the body of the demon for thousands of years, all of them are painted as a prison for ten thousand years, the name of the Legalist cool official can be seen in general, and the bearing of the King of Jin has also regained his elegance, but the voice he issued a courtesy question revealed a coldness: "Master Huiku, is your injury good?" ”

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Hui Ku's face was peaceful, his hands were lowered, the Buddha's light around him was shining with golden lotus, his cloudy eyes were slightly closed, and he whispered in a low voice: "There is no suffering, no misfortune, no matter and no ignorance, if the heart is Bodhi Dharma and obtains the right fruit, it is good!" ”

"Ang~" As soon as Hui Ku's words came out, the pitch-black dragon claws that were arguing with the Spring and Autumn Pen suddenly shook and roared, followed by a roaring voice: "Xiang Yu, Chonglou, you and the others actually took advantage of my departure to attack my Demon Qin, you should not be a son of man!" ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar?"

Ying Zheng shook the dragon's claws and roared, and suddenly a peaceful sound was heard between heaven and earth, and the Spring and Autumn Pen turned and slowly condensed a burly old man with a height of nine feet and six inches and square cheeks, with long hair hanging down his chest and forehead, although he was as high as one meter ninety-one, but his bearing was gentle and kind, and his eyes were full of wisdom and curiosity.

Wearing a layer of brown cloth on his body, there was nothing luxurious and extravagant in his body, only a wooden hairpin tied with a blue cloth crown, his hands were put together in the wide long sleeves, and he saluted respectfully: "Emperor Qin is here, why don't you talk about meeting each other?" ”

"Ang~" The old man gave a strict salute, the pitch-black dragon claw turned into a small black dragon in an instant, and it turned into a human form, the dragon robe was dark and majestic, the chest was inlaid with a black-scaled dragon head, and the dragon's mouth was as domineering as if he wanted to devour all the creatures in front of him, wearing a crown of bead curtains, and his majestic eyes looked deep and said in a deep voice: "Kong Sheng invited, Zhao Zheng dared to disobey his fate!" ”

"Roar~" Ying Zheng's broken claw transformed into an emperor's posture, and the two emperors in the sky did the same, the scarlet unicorn turned into a demon emperor, but the barbarian dragon claw only turned into a fierce barbarian dragon, the dragon's eyes were blue and blue, and the dragon's claws were like beast's palms, staring straight at the Mo family on the opposite side, looking at the peaceful thoughts revealed in its bright eyes, and asked sullenly: "Mozi?" ”

"There is no child and no Moer, only Yizhai!"

Mo Zi ordered the pitch-black person to respond calmly, if it weren't for the slightest change in tone, almost a real person, but Zhu Yuanzhang's purple demon pupils were flickering and majestic, and he asked lightly: "Even Mo Zhai, you should follow the rules of the Mo family, why do you contain me!" ”

"This is not an attack, but a defense!"

Mo Zhai responded calmly again, looked into the distance without waves, and said slowly: "If you don't believe in words, if you don't pay for virtue, you will give me a peach and a li." ”

As soon as Mo Zhai's words fell, the butterfly that flapped its wings suddenly let out a chic sigh: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to the South Underworld, the South Underworld, and the Tianchi Pond! ”

"Hmph~" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard this, and said proudly and majestically: "What I stay here today is just a claw, Kunpeng wants to rob my demon land and migrate to the Northern Stygian Heavenly Sea, wishful thinking!" ”

"The words of the Demon Emperor should be true!"

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, his face was cold, his eyes were black, and he sneered: "The sons of your hundred families are sitting in the literary world, and today they only send the three treasures of the literary family to be half-saints, and they want to stop us, which is also wishful thinking!" ”

"If you don't suffer from people, you don't know people, and you don't know people!"

Confucius told him rigorously, and his gentle and kind state instantly became arrogant, and he recited loudly: "The way of heaven and earth can be said in one word: if it is not a thing, then its creatures are unpredictable." The way of heaven and earth: Bo also, thick also, high also, Ming also, Yu also, long also!"

"Boom!" The voice of Confucius spread high, and the literary world suddenly shook and showed an illusory figure, holding a bamboo slip and looking at the common people, and the holy Confucian literature in his mouth: "The time is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people!" The Three Emperors, you and others can know that those who have attained the Tao have much help, and those who have lost the Tao have little help? ”

A Confucian son of Confucianism asked, and an illusory figure also appeared beside him, with nothing in his hands, but worshiped heaven and earth: "The sky is not a human instrument, and it is cold, and it is winter; The earth is not evil for man, and it is far away. dropouts; The gentleman is not for the small Hun Hun also, drop out! ”

The three sons of Confucianism, Confucius, Meng, and Xunzi all recited heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth in the Eastern Regions of the Great World were stagnant for a moment, no matter how much space and time flowed in the slightest, the faces of the three emperors who were originally safe changed greatly, and they asked angrily: "What does the Ruwen family want to do?" Dare to ban heaven and earth, and are you not afraid of rising to the Wen family? ”

"The journey of heaven is broad and selfless, its generosity is not virtuous, and its brightness is long and not decaying, so the holy king is the law!"

Mo Zhai responded in a non-wavering tone, and then pointed to the Three Emperors with his dark palm, and said calmly: "The reason why benevolent people do things is to promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harm of the world!" ”

"Damn, you want to ban one of my arms in the middle of the tribulation!"

Ying Zheng was furious and crazy, and directly stretched out his palm and grabbed Confucius violently, who knew that as soon as he made a move, countless huge chains appeared in the sky, first locking his palm, and then in the countless laws and forbidden words, directly along the arm to wrap around him, and a figure also appeared in the literary world, sternly said: "The law is as obvious, and the art does not want to see!" ”

"Legalist, Han Feizi!" Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and looked angrily, but he no longer resisted but coldly swept the literary world, and swore in a deep voice: "Wen family, I am inseparable from you!" I win the government and vow to cut off your inheritance and break your foundation! ”

Ying Zheng passed the cold oath, closed his eyes and grabbed his hands without saying a word, but the gentle and kind Confucius's expression changed slightly, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, his forehead and temples were pale, and his body was illusory and directly turned into a spring and autumn pen, trembling and shaking in the air, writing a word and returning to its original state, looking at the word that was sensed in the chaotic tribulation, and muttered to himself: "Burn?" ”

"Take the big in the good, and the small in the harm!"

Confucius thought to himself, but Mo Zhai turned his eyes to tell him, and when Confucius nodded peacefully, he held his hands high in the sky, holding the literary world like a scorching sun to exude firm thoughts, and recited without waves: "Those who follow the will of heaven will love each other and benefit each other, and they will be rewarded; Those who oppose the will of heaven will not be evil, but thieves will be punished! The literary world is in the sky, when it is the will of heaven, and then ban the emperor's palm! ”

"The Mo family is in accordance with the will of heaven, you and I should be united!"

Mo Zhai held his hands in the middle of the literary world and recited without waves, and two half-saints appeared in the literary world one after another, one left and one right each holding a thick rope, and his hands continued to grab a hemp rope from each family in the literary world, which was connected vertically and horizontally to form a knot and threw it down lightly, reciting the holy words in unison: "The longitudinal, the weak of the crowd to attack the strong; The horizontal one, one strong thing to attack the weak! This is the strength of the vertical and horizontal! ”

The power of the vertical and horizontal connection of each family is knotted, and Mo Zhai, who was directly held by both hands, grabbed it in his hands, held the knot at both ends with both hands, and said calmly again in his mouth: "If it is dyed in the blue, it will be blue, and if it is dyed in yellow, it will be yellow!" The sky and the yellow earth are tied in the literary world, and now the dragon palm of the wilderness is forbidden here, and it is bound! ”