And at the most dangerous time, the black horn was not even two meters away from Chen Shaojun, Chen Shaojun could even clearly see the diagonal lines on the horn, and also witnessed the entire movement of the huge horn passing through his side and pointing directly at the void.

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Shaojun had already reached the realm of summoning sages, his perception was extremely powerful, and he felt the movements of the ancient evil thoughts deep underground, and he took a step in advance to avoid it, I was afraid that he would have already been pierced by this huge horn in one fell swoop.

The horror of the blow of the Ancient Evil Thought was not only that, when the huge horn pierced the ground, penetrated the void, and pierced the barrier of Chen Shaojun's sons, under the violent impact, even the true works of the sons in Chen Shaojun's hands were affected.

Chen Shaojun originally used a white jade spring and autumn pen stained with his own blood to write, but under the shock and influence of that terrifying evil aura, the white rice paper was bright red but not scarlet, holy but not bloody, the words suddenly shook, the surface of the font rippled, and even scarlet mist rose up, looking almost evaporated by the attack of ancient evil thoughts.

And under the chain influence, even the phantoms of the seven ancient sages summoned by Chen Shaojun were also affected, and the phantoms trembled, and even two of the sage phantoms quickly became dim, as if they were about to dissipate at any time.

This is the power of the Ancient Evil Thought Body!

The ancient evil thoughts have always used indirect evil qi attacks against Chen Shaojun, if it is to deal with Zhang Junzhe and the people who defend the formation, it is naturally more than enough, but in the face of Chen Shaojun, who can summon the ancient sages and even stimulate the power of the ancient princes, it is a little insufficient, but the essence of the ancient evil thoughts-

Everything is completely different!

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Shaojun's expression also sank.

After all, he is only continuing to write the true works of Zhuzi, not the real Zhuzi, if all the handwriting on the rice paper is evaporated by the evil thoughts of the ancients, then all the previous efforts will be wasted, which Chen Shaojun absolutely cannot tolerate.

Unable to strike a single blow, the Ancient Evil Thoughts quickly retracted the huge horn and sank deep into the ground again, silently.

"How long will it take to complete the true works of the Princes?"

The Ancient Elf suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Shaojun.

The attack of the ancient evil thought can penetrate the seal and attack Chen Shaojun, but Chen Shaojun's attack cannot penetrate the seal, which dooms Chen Shaojun to be beaten passively, and the only way to solve the problem is to complete the true deeds of the princes.

"Can't be estimated."

Chen Shaojun shook his head, he was even more anxious than the ancient elves:

"The true handwriting of Zhuzi is not simply writing, the last word needs to be comprehended, and the difficulty is greater than all the previous words, and I have no way to complete it quickly."

This sentence is a true portrayal of Chen Shaojun's current situation, even when he had just escaped the attack of the ancient evil thoughts, he had actually been trying to complete the true works of Zhuzi, and the white jade spring and autumn pen in his hand had not stopped.

It stands to reason that although Chen Shaojun's cultivation is not as good as that of Zhuzi, he can summon medieval sages, and it should be enough to at least renew the true handwriting of Zhuzi, but this is not the case at all.

In the last word, Chen Shaojun once again felt a strong resistance, but this resistance was different from the previous mountain-like oppression, but more like thousands of forces pulling him to prevent him from finishing the last word.

Chen Shaojun's white jade spring and autumn pen is still writing, but the speed of writing is already calculated in millimeters, which can almost be regarded as turtle speed.

"How so?"

The Ancient Elf's face suddenly became solemn.

He doesn't understand Confucianism and Taoism, nor does he understand the power of Zhuzi, but in the current situation, he is afraid that Chen Shaojun has not completed the true deeds of Zhuzi, and the ancient evil thoughts will be born first.

However, the two did not have time to say more, because the huge and terrifying aura of the ancient evil thought appeared in their perceptions again.

Chen Shaojun's expression changed, and he quickly floated towards the oblique moment, and almost at the same time, boom, the huge, sharp horn drilled out of the ground again, piercing the sky, and almost successfully hit Chen Shaojun.

The Haoran righteousness outside Chen Shaojun's body once again violently shook, but this time the attack of the ancient evil thoughts did not stop there.

"Ahh

At this time, a cold, secluded, as if from the voice of hell, without the slightest emotion, suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, hearing this voice, the others did not react, Chen Shaojun, the ancient elves, Zhang Junzhe, and the guards were eyelids jumping wildly.

Ancient evil thoughts against the enemy, never use any moves, are simple evil energy attacks, although this method is simple and simple, but for the ancient evil thoughts with infinite evil energy, it is precisely the most powerful and effective attack.

Because this impression has been formed for a long time, so that everyone ignores a problem, that is, an existence as powerful as the ancient evil thoughts must also have their own moves.

And this is precisely the first time it has performed a move-type attack.

"Boom!"

And with the sound of ancient evil thoughts, the endless black evil water waves were as straight as pillars, rushing straight into the sky from the ground, and the endless, like volcanic eruption of evil energy, did not disperse after reaching the high altitude, but directly gathered together, forming a huge black evil qi vortex with a radius of only more than ten miles in the high sky.

At the moment when the black evil qi vortex was formed, the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and a dark, evil, and death aura filled the entire extraterritorial starry sky, like purgatory.

In the whirlpool of evil qi, countless vague phantoms emerged, or screaming, or howling miserably, looking extremely evil, Chen Shaojun and the others even saw a lot of familiar faces in it-Li Xun, the twenty-fourth prince, the devoured royal family, and several masters of the Ministry of Industry.

What's even more terrifying is that in the depths of that black evil qi vortex, there is an extremely terrifying power, which seems to be ready to crash down at any moment.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but scream, as if they had seen the gates of hell.

"What the hell is going on?"

Even Chen Shaojun was shocked.

"It's its most powerful mastery."

The Ancient Elf looked up with a solemn expression:

"At the beginning, all of our sect powerhouses joined forces to deal with it together, but they were killed by its move, and the masters of the major sects, including the elders, were almost eight out of ten, just one blow, and the entire extraterritorial starry sky immediately mourned."

The ancient elves looked sad, and they remembered a lot in a trance.

He had seen this trick, but not now, but thousands of years ago, and the tragedy of that time was almost vivid.

"This move is the condensation of the souls of all beings in the heavens and all worlds, the more creatures it kills, the more flesh and spirit power it absorbs, the more powerful this move will be, Childe must not be careless."

In the last sentence, the voice of the ancient elf was extremely concerned.

The Ancient Evil Thoughts know too much about the power of the Daomen, because it really devours the essence of too many Daomen powerhouses, and this trick itself contains the power of many Daomen masters, which also means that the original Daomen masters joined forces, and in the face of the ancient evil thoughts, they were far less powerful than the restraint effect.

But Chen Shaojun is different, the princes of the year seriously injured it with a piece of paper, if there is one person who can block this move, then I am afraid that only Chen Shaojun will be the only one.

On the other side, Chen Shaojun also quickly understood what he meant, and quickly came back to his senses in the blink of an eye.

"Whew!"

The huge black vortex in the sky was like a comet, wrapped in terrifying power, with the momentum of thunder, roaring, on the surface of the whirlpool, countless faces twisted and struggling, emitting bursts of ghostly crying and screaming, the huge pressure was as heavy as a mountain, like a landslide and tsunami, towards Chen Shaojun below.

And at this time, Chen Shaojun sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand holding the white jade spring and autumn pen, left the white rice paper for the first time, and then wrote a word out of thin air on the ground under him, about two inches apart:

Correct!

Simple and single word, one horizontal and one vertical, one horizontal and one vertical, square and square.

This orthography is written in the void, and it does not disappear immediately, but is painted one stroke at a time, like a knife sharpening an axe and chiseling, slashing Fang Xuan, and clearly appearing in the void.

When this orthography appeared in the void, in the dark, a huge force immediately erupted, with that orthography as the center, in all directions, the rules between heaven and earth converged, and then a grand force, like a volcanic eruption, burst out.

Boom, the next moment, in the eyes of everyone, the orthography that was originally only the size of a palm rotated, rose sharply, and at the same time rapidly expanded and became larger in geometric multiples, but in an instant, it changed into a huge font like a mountain peak, suspended in the void a hundred meters above the ground.

And when this orthography appeared, the seven tall medieval sage phantoms around Chen Shaojun moved again.

Boom, boom, in the eyes of everyone, the seven ancient sages took a step forward, and at the same time took a step forward, and all of them stretched out their hands and pressed on the huge, golden, and awe-inspiring orthography in the sky.

The next moment, Chen Shaojun followed his words, and the power of the seven ancient sages all converged on the orthography written by Chen Shaojun, followed by boom, in the shocked eyes of countless people, a golden Haoran righteousness that was tens of thousands of times more dazzling than the scorching sun turned into a pillar of light that reached the sky, and went straight to the sky.

If you look closely, it is not a simple golden beam, which is full of bright lights, as well as thousands of chapters and thousands of words, as well as a subset of scriptures and histories, ancient scriptures, and the sun, moon and stars, birds, trees, insects, fish, mountains and rivers, contained in it.

This is the power of Confucianism and Taoism, and it is also the power of humanity, which can be summed up in four words.

Correct! Big! Light! Bright!

In order to reach the realm of a great master, he already has the power to speak and follow the law, but with the difference in attainments, there is a difference between high and shallow.