Shen Qingyi's words made the phantom shook.

Shen Qingyi felt that his neck was tight, and the feeling of being pressed by someone was too uncomfortable.

The air in the chest cavity is pumped out of the body little by little.

Shen Qing clenched his teeth.

"You're angry?"

"Nope! It's you who are angry! ”

"Shut up!"

Shen Qingyi's forehead was bruised, and Shen Qingyi struggled.

Because of the anger, the figure that was originally covered by the white mist couldn't help but shake.

His blood-red eyes were revealed.

Looking at Shen Qingyi's clear eyes, the phantom couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.

"Look, why am I doing this? So much nonsense with you doomed contrarian! ”

The phantom's reddened eyes turned silvery white again, dyed with a divine halo again.

"You think anger can change all that? Change your fate? Do you think that if you are dissatisfied, those family sects will change because of you? Give up the rules and regulations they have worked so hard to make over thousands of years? Do you think that your bloody action can unite them? No! The walls that you have worked so hard to build for them today will be easily destroyed by them tomorrow! If you want to blame it, you are born in the wrong place! Growing in the wrong place! Born in this immortal cultivation world where there is only killing! Grew up in this world of cultivating immortals with only indifference! Everybody is so hypocritical and selfish! Everyone is so eager to be strong and hate the weak! If you want to blame it, you have too many ideas, you are so young and ignorant that you think that by virtue of your dislike, you can change the people and things around you, and you think that you can change this era with a few of you! ”

"Reverse! It's over! It's time for it to end! A new reincarnation! No one can stop it! ”

"Boom!"

The phantom's somewhat maniacian laughter suddenly froze.

The white mist enchantment around him, like glass, began to spread from a crack.

"Whoa!"

In the yellow sand in the sky, the Zhu Sheng in Shen Qing's hand was stained red with blood.

The blue-blue flames burned.

Shen Qingyi looked at the radiant Zhu Sheng in his hand.

Shen Qingyi seemed to see the place where he once lived, where it was an era of peace, people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the world was peaceful and happy.

But how did that era of peace come about?

The high shelves, thousands of books, the yellowed paper inside, word by word, bit by bit!

I don't know whose life it is!

I don't know whose fate it is!

"I live in an age of peace and light, I don't know why I came to this world, I don't belong here, because it is filled with darkness and cold blood, but ...... Despite the darkness, there are lights that try to illuminate the abyss......"

Shen Qingyi suddenly laughed, laughing and laughing, and his eyes couldn't help falling from his sockets.

She suddenly understood, and the righteousness of Confucianism was getting stronger and stronger!

Confucianism and righteousness never belong to any one person! It's not inexplicable, it's not famous!

It is not only the belief left by ancient Confucianism, but also the faith of the people of the world in that peaceful era!

Because she also believes!

Therefore, she is also part of the righteousness of Confucianism!

The blue-blue flames spread violently, and the heavens and the earth hummed.

The spiritual power was surging wildly, and the secret realm of Huangquan was covered by yellow sand.

But in an instant, a light tore through the end of the Yellow Springs Secret Realm.

The moment the light fell, the giant silver eyes seemed to feel a scorching burning sensation burning from the depths of the soul.