"Is it all over the world?" Meng Siao nodded, "If your Zhou family can really force our family to that point, I believe you can do it." ”

Zhou Lao sneered again and again: "Why, now I know that I'm afraid?

Meng Siao suddenly rolled his eyes: "Are you so old that your ears are no longer good? When did I say that I was afraid? You have to have a limit to your brain-dead and obscene troubles, okay - I mean, if, if you understand what these two words mean together? If you don't understand, I don't mind taking the place of your enlightenment teacher to teach you well." I said that you will be able to kill all the people in our family all over the world at that time, because in the profession of the lost dog, if you want to say second, no one in the entire Central Continent will dare to admit that it is the first. Really, if you don't even understand such a simple truth, can you become a great Confucian? You Confucianism is too child's play. ”

In the last two sentences, Meng Siao turned his head to the four great Confucians, Cen Can and Lu Li.

In addition to shaking their heads and smiling bitterly, what else could the four of them say.

Zhou Lao was so angry that one Buddha was born, two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and the three corpse gods were about to go berserk.

He was a dignified generation of Confucianism, but he was pointed at his nose by a milky teenager and said, "I want to teach you well instead of the enlightenment teacher", and he was also named "illiterate", which can be regarded as the most vicious and intolerable insult to a scholar, especially a great Confucian!

"You're looking for death! No, I won't kill you, I'm going to let you and your family, men be reduced to slaves from generation to generation! Women will be reduced to prostitutes from generation to generation! I will compile the history of your family's slavery and prostitution, write it into a chapter, and pass it on from generation to generation! I will make your family immortal and never be able to come out, and never be able to raise your head and be a human again!" Old Zhou's voice was cruel and vicious, and his eyes revealed the most ferocious gaze, " I want your family to be a model and let the world know what kind of fate it will be if you offend our Zhou family!"

"Tsk, that sounds really scary. Meng Si shrugged his shoulders proudly, lazily stood up from the peak of spiritual power he was leaning on, and turned his head to look at the four great Confucians behind him, "You Confucianism is really ruthless enough to rectify people, such a way to create history and pass it down from generation to generation, it is simply cool to blow up the sky, you are doing this way, do the saints of Confucianism know about it?"

Without waiting for the four of them to respond, he continued to speak to himself: "I finally know that Wei Mao will pass on the 'Enlightenment Classics' to me-you great Confucians, tsk, it's really a dick to the point where you can't even look at the saint after his death and want to manifest himself!"

"Xiaoyou, what this family surnamed Zhou is doing, don't pile it up on our Confucian sect. Chu Lao said with a dark face, "They are them, and Confucianism is Confucianism." Any dynasty, family, sect, or organization, no matter how upright it is, will inevitably produce some unfilial children. Xiaoyou, you are also a reasonable person, how can you completely deny this pot of porridge just because of a mouse!"

"Old horseman, you dare to scold me for being rat?" Before Chu Lao's voice fell, Zhou Lao's extremely angry roar rang out, "No wonder this kid dares to be so arrogant and arrogant, his eyes are empty, it turns out that there is your great Confucian behind his back to support him! This Zhou Kun, I think it was also you who helped to suppress it! Okay! Okay! Okay! Very good! Today, I will demolish your Wenqu Pavilion! When the time comes, I will stab this matter to the 'Most Holy Pavilion' and directly ban the qualifications of the Great Departure to run the 'Wenqu Pavilion'!"

As he spoke, the more than 700 glyphs of demon beasts and demon birds showed the appearance of roaring in the sky one by one, and then they began to devour and bite each other.

Soon, hundreds of demon beasts and monsters derived from words were devoured by other words.

These words, which devoured other characters, began to grow in size, and their momentum began to climb upward.

Then, these words, which had become stronger, began a second round of fighting and devouring each other.

Round after round of fighting and devouring, and then the cycle goes on and on.

Finally, after more than a dozen rounds, the original chapter of more than 700 words has only four shapes left-

These four forms, one is like a divine dragon, with a body circling and meandering, and the mouth is full of clouds; one is like a phoenix, a divine bird, with its wings outstretched, and its eyes are fierce, overlooking everyone; one is like a fierce white tiger, with fleshy wings on its back, and its momentum is unparalleled; and one is like a heavily armored Xuanwu, with a turtle body and a snake tail, and its eyes are gloomy.

This qiē may seem like a long time, but in fact, this kind of words devour and bite each other, and there is only three breaths of time before and after.

Almost as soon as Zhou Lao yelled these words at Chu Lao, in front of him, the four words like the four divine beasts had already stood in mid-air.

"I, Zhou Ao, will demolish you today and leave this Wenqu Pavilion! I want to see why you four horsemen dare to stop me!" He let out a long roar, and these four words like divine beasts let out a sharp roar in unison, and directly rushed towards the four great Confucians behind Meng Siao.

"As for you, junior, the old man will come to concoct you personally!" Zhou Lao laughed cruelly, and at the moment when the four great text beasts rushed towards Cen Can and the four of them, he took a step forward, and he had already arrived in front of Meng Siao, "If you dare to suppress my Zhou family, I will destroy your spiritual power transformation mountain first, and then come to clean you up!"

His whole body suddenly ignited with a raging spiritual flame, and he directly slammed his fist into this earthy yellow spiritual power peak.

As a descendant of the Great Zhou royal family and a generation of Confucianism, Zhou Lao's compulsion is simply unimaginably high.

He used the Confucian method to bombard the four great Confucians behind Meng Siao, but for this Meng Siao, who spoke wildly and dared to humiliate him and the Zhou family, he didn't even disdain to use "Haoran righteousness", and directly crushed it with the monk's spiritual power and martial arts.

With a "boom", his fist slammed into the earthy yellow peak, shaking the entire ground.

However, with this punch, even this spiritual power peak could not be shaken by half a point, but the power of the shock was transmitted to the ground, and Zhou Kun, who had fainted to death, spit out a mouthful of blood.

There is nothing more ironic than this scene!

Even Meng Siao's eyes widened at this moment, looking at Zhou Lao, whose hair and beard were flying in the wind, it was like watching a superb comic.

The spiritual power of the Condensation Realm cultivation actually rushed directly to the mountain of spiritual power that was about to smash the spiritual power that he had condensed with the origin of the Earth System Dominating the Holy Law-

Your sister, are you sure that this old thing is not running out to make fun?

Zhou Lao's face also became more and more ugly at this moment.

He roared, and the spiritual power of his whole body was boiling and burning, and the spiritual flame became even more vigorous.

Then, he exhaled again, and slammed his fist into the earthy yellow spiritual power peak—

"cough ......" In addition to making Zhou Kun, who was suppressed at the bottom, spit out a mouthful of blood again, this punch, like Fang Cai's punch, no longer had any other effect.

"Okay, good, good!" Zhou Lao roared again, and looked at the four great Confucians behind Meng Siao, "You really made a move! Regardless of your identity, you bully the small with the big! Okay, good! I, Zhou Ao, will definitely not stop with you today!"

Before his words fell, there was a "snap", and a strong force rolled up in the air, directly on his old face, and immediately caught him off guard.

"Damn, it turned out to be an old neurotic ......" Meng Siao slapped it over, and flew up directly, "You don't need to put the 'Haoran Righteousness' that is comparable to the combat power of a monk in the Zhou Tian Realm, what do you want to do with your meager spiritual power of the Condensing Realm? My brain is in water, I think the young master is a bully, right? I sue you, with a half-hung condensing realm cultivation like you, the young master can slap several to death!"