readx;? Wang Zhenren's hand suddenly had a huge brush half a zhang long, and above the thick wolf hair, the stars were shining, stained with a lot of golden liquid. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He smiled and recited the poem, and wrote it in the air with a huge wolf hair, and in a few breaths, those golden fonts distorted and melted into the void, and in an instant, the wind and clouds reversed, and the sky and the earth changed.

At this moment, Wang Zhenren splashed ink and wrote arbitrarily, without the slightest fear of death.

On the contrary, it was the Death Dragon Eagle and the Iron Battle King in the sky, their hairs rose suddenly, and their eyes were filled with great panic.

"Confucianism and Taoism? There is still a inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in the Middle Ages? Wang Yusheng, you old puppet is so deeply hidden!"

In the Middle Ages, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the way of cultivating immortals was not only limited to the three paths of Taoism, Buddha, and demons, but also the Confucianism and Taoism that flourished to the extreme.

Those great Confucians in the Middle Ages, even though their mana is not monstrous, but under the righteousness, they can turn the world upside down, sniping evil demons thousands of miles away, and they are the nemesis of monks who walk in the shadows.

The Black Demon Realm once invaded this universe in the early Middle Ages, but it encountered the glorious period of the imperial dynasty, and dozens of powerful dynasties and Confucians easily destroyed countless evil demons with their vast righteousness.

Suddenly, seeing that Wang Zhenren followed his words and built a heroic righteousness with wolf hair, the faces of the Death Dragon Eagle and the Great Commander of the Sacrifice Kan completely changed, and they wanted to retract their strength and stay away from Wang Yusheng.

It's a pity that stepping into the City of Dry Bones is equivalent to entering Wang Zhenren's force field, and it is so difficult to break free.

The sound of the chanting of "Song of the Waves" tore open the curtains and went straight into the nine heavens, and a cyan Haoran righteousness actually pierced through the darkness and swept in all directions with unstoppable force.

Those wild demons and demons only felt top-heavy, and a terrifying divine thought that terrified their hearts swept by, and in an instant, thousands of demons fell to the ground one by one as if struck by lightning.

Those who are weaker in cultivation are directly wiped out in the sweep of righteousness, and they can't even convey the sound of mournful wailing.

The giant wolf in Wang Zhenren's hand was tapped three times, and the cyan righteousness evolved into gold again, dazzling like a golden morning glow, which was impressive.

"A sword came west to cross the sea, and the laughing guest looked at the north cliff.

Tiandou Qiongyu is in a state of confusion, I will punish the evil demons by myself!"

The voice of chanting suddenly rose high, Wang Zhenren's face flushed, and his blazing eyes radiated a terrifying brilliance, and the corners of his mouth finally outlined a smile.

"Die, bury them all in the City of Dry Bones, and be martyred for my ancestors!"

Confucianism and Taoism pay attention to the right time, place and people, the demon clan and the demon clan army broke into the dry bone city, and if he entered the cage set by them, he had already occupied the location, the people.

Endless golden Confucianism and Daoist righteousness were like sandstorms, enveloping the ground with lightning speed, and wherever they passed, those pitch-black demon clouds and demonic qi melted one after another.

A terrible scream sounded, and the fog around Dry Bone City actually dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in a dozen breaths, the surrounding area had already returned to clarity.

The blood on the face of the Iron Battle King Tu Canghai faded, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, letting out an unwilling and angry roar.

The fog completely dissipated, which meant that Fang Cai's Confucianism and Taoism righteousness had severely damaged and even strangled a mirage unique to their Thorn Dynasty.

This is a rare beast that the Thorn Dynasty spent endless costs to barely tame, and it was lost like this, how can it be called acceptable.

The obscure void was forced out of a gap by Wang Zhenren, and it was not only the low-level demons that were impacted by the majestic righteousness in the sky, but also the two giants of the evil demon clan who were deliberately taken care of by Wang Zhenren.

The golden Confucian Dao righteous qi turned into countless golden feather arrows, instantly breaking through the defense that the Death Dragon Eagle was proud of, and facing Wang Yusheng, who could be compared to him at this moment, he was injured for the first time.

The terrifying and strange cries set off round after round of sound roaring waves, with the Death Dragon Eagle as the center, the demons, demon monks, and terrans in the Dry Bone City within a radius of hundreds of zhang instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Wounded for the first time in hundreds of years, the Death Dragon Eagle became furious, its massive body lunging down, each claw tearing through the defenses of the Dry Bone City, and the trembling ancient city shook.

Wang Zhenren bombarded half of his righteous qi on the body of the Great Commander of the Sacrifice Kan, and he knew that he had just done his best to kill monsters such as the Immortal Death Dragon Eagle who had lived for nearly 10,000 years in one blow, and he knew that he would retreat to the second.

The Dao Monarch Magic Weapon Ghost Dragon Spear rang out, and it only fought against the Confucianism and Daoist righteousness for a moment, and the huge black smoke dragon turned into a spear posture again, and fled away with a bang.

While the Grand Commander of the Sacrifice Kan was dumbfounded, he was shocked and was directly overwhelmed by the endless light arrows.

One or two arrows of light couldn't hurt him, but there were hundreds of them, and even he couldn't defend against them.

In an instant, a tragic wail sounded, and an embarrassed figure escaped from the feather arrows formed by Haoranzhengqi, but these feather arrows seemed to have spirits, and they kept chasing him to prevent him from escaping.

Among the three real people, only the Iron Battle King dodged the layers of black hands, and barely bombarded Wang Zhenren's body with one palm.

The cracking sound of bones cracked, and Wang Zhenren's staggering body flew up like a rag sack and crashed into the mottled and broken city wall, making a loud sound.

Many strong people in Dry Bone City witnessed the fall of the real person, and they all roared wildly, resisting the killing of the alien race, and wanted to rush in the direction where Wang Zhenren was.

Along the way, the Death Dragon Eagle was extremely irritable, looked at the little man running under his feet, and coldly slapped his claws down, and in an instant, dozens of Terran monks were killed and trampled into meat patties.

The Iron War King Tu Canghai was unforgiving, his body flashed, and he continued to pounce into the layers of smoke and dust. If he didn't unscrew Wang Yusheng's head with his own hands, he was uneasy.

After breaking into the smoke and dust, Tu Canghai looked at Wang Zhenren who was trying to get up, and laughed fiercely, and the fluffy beast claws were wrapped in iron-blooded killing intent, and directly buckled the other party's face.

"Old thing, toast without eating and drinking, if it falls into the hands of this king, you just wait for your soul to fly away. ”

Tie Zhan Wang Tu Canghai sneered, the beast's claws suddenly tightened, and Wang Zhenren's skull rattled, and the terrifying sound of bone cracking only added to the frenzy in Tu Canghai's heart.

The true monk of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, he was able to hunt down one person today, and he could be regarded as making a great reputation.

However, the good times didn't last long, and just when he was about to blow up Wang Zhenren's head, a terrifying momentum exploded in front of him.

Wang Zhenren, who was about to fall, showed a strange smile: "It's finally taken the bait! Tu Canghai, the old man said before, if you want to bring this miscellaneous you into the Nine Shadows, how can you easily break your word." ”

The Iron Battle King's expression changed wildly, and he wanted to retreat, but unfortunately it was a step too late after all.

Wang Zhenren looked up to the sky and roared, a pair of arms tightly wrapped around the opponent's body, and the earthy yellow mana behind him gushed out, instantly bringing the Iron Battle King up a thousand feet into the air.