Chapter 192: The Strongest

Liu Xiangbei looked at the pillar of light above Ye Ziyu's head blankly, and when he looked at the sky, Liu Xiangbei's body trembled involuntarily, and then he couldn't help but crawl on the ground.

And this is not because of the coercion brought by the superior at all, but a kind of pious worship from the heart, more like reverence engraved in the bones.

The monster looked up along the pillar of heaven, and the two drops of bright red in Wang Dingzhou's eyes condensed into an amber shape, but when he saw the scene at the end of the sky.

Even these two drops, the true blood that had opened the spiritual wisdom after falling off the body of the Ancient Blood Demon and other world-shattering demon lords, instantly seemed to be ignited by some terrifying power, and it suddenly burned.

What's even more strange is that the monster didn't even notice it in the slightest, just looked at the sky stupidly, and its hideous and terrifying eyes were full of awe.

At the top of the Qingfeng Cliff, Yang Mingxuan appeared again, the shock on his face more exaggerated than anyone in the city.

The lord of the dignified Qingyun Sect, a powerful force with a large number of strong people and countless resources, is also an amazing cultivation genius, and in the future, he will break through and soar to become a big man who dominates the party is just around the corner.

Rao is such a character, when he saw the scene above the capital, he was also shocked to open his mouth wide, and his expression was nothing but shock.

Caiyun buried his head deep in the dirt, and he didn't dare to look at the sect master's gaffe at this time.

In a trance, she seemed to hear a murmur from Yang Mingxuan's mouth: "Really, really, is it really the one? The strongest man of the human race, the ...... of Confucianism."

Although the words were short, they also made Caiyun's heart pound.

The strongest? What level of monk is that? Ascension? Or is it?

Caiyun took a deep breath and calmed down her excitement a little, although she didn't know who the strongest person in Yang Mingxuan's mouth was, she also knew what the meaning of the three words of the strongest person represented.

To, extreme, perfect also.

In the vast human world, the strong are like forests, and the Confucian Immortal Emperor Buddha still has enemies, what kind of character will he be who can be called the strongest?

Ye Ziyu on the ruins actually closed his eyes, and his demeanor and movements at this moment seemed to be a different person.

Xiao Ning, who was most familiar with him on weekdays, naturally noticed the changes in Ye Ziyu, but Xiao Ning's body was already unable to move at all.

Not only the palace, but also the entire capital, and even the three people on the top of the Qingfeng cliff hundreds of miles away.

Even as far as the eye can see, all the people who can see the shadow of the heavenly dome, all the sentient beings, up to the clouds in the sky, down to the mountains, rivers and lakes. :

At this moment, all of them are suppressed by the inexplicable Dao rhyme, perhaps the order of heaven and earth has changed because of the appearance of a person.

Yang Mingxuan knelt on the ground with a happy heart, even though his body couldn't move, his spiritual perception was not affected in the slightest.

"It's worthy of that legendary character, but I didn't expect that what was recorded in the lost ancient books was actually true, and there really were such a thorough character in the world!"

The heavens and the earth changed color, and the gloomy sky was illuminated by a dazzling white light, which was brighter and more dazzling than daylight, and thousands of living beings all knelt down under this white light, which was from the piety and worship of the bloodline.

Where the pillars of heaven are connected, the layers of illuminated clouds are removed, and a white light and shadow standing up to the sky and the earth looms.

Wearing a green shirt, all beings can only see a back.

It's just a back, as if it holds up all things in heaven and earth.

It was a kind of inexplicable, unclear atmosphere, obviously just a simple back.

But everyone, every living being, the mountains, rivers and lakes in this human world, the heavens, the earth and the stars, after seeing this back, actually produced a kind of gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Ziyu took another step, and the white circle of light swept through the sky and the earth like a wave, and even the end of the unpredictable void was shaken by this step.

The space fluctuated violently like the surface of water, and the power of patterns and rules turned into waves rippling in the ripples.

The true blood of the Blood Demon that occupied Wang Dingzhou's body had already burned out at this time, the only one

The remaining two blood-colored marks also completely dissipated with the fluctuations of the Dao pattern.

Two drops of monstrous true blood were completely wiped out without even the slightest resistance, and the gap between the two sides was even farther than heaven and earth.

This is far more incomparable than the difference between an ant and a dragon, let alone two drops of true blood born from the Ancient Blood Demon.

Even if the ancient blood demon of the past reappeared in the world, standing in front of the back of the sky, he could only prostrate and bow down.

Wang Dingzhou fell to the ground unconscious, but as his blood and qi were burned by Bai Mang, his life was no longer in serious trouble.

This experience of the blood demon snatching away may even make Wang Dingzhou's stagnant martial arts cultivation, and thus take it to a higher level.

In just a few moments, millions of living beings who were in danger and would be slaughtered at any moment have been saved.

And the blood demon, who had the upper hand a moment ago and was arrogant, was destroyed in a snap of his fingers.

The world changed so fast that even Yang Mingxuan, who pretended to be a chess player on the top of Qingfeng, never thought that there would be such a change at the last moment.

The order of the Dao pattern fluctuated in the space, and the city that was impregnated by the power of blood demons was completely washed.

Even if the blood rain fell into the earth, the power of the blood demons lurking underground was completely uprooted, and the danger of the blood demons in Liang Guo this time could be said to have been completely lifted by now.

The Confucian crown villain condensed on the jade pendant fell to the ground, and there were tears flashing in the mini's eyes, and his eyes were full of pleading.

But he, like those who knelt down and prostrate, couldn't raise his head at all under such the power of heaven and earth.

The point of light in the jade pendant had long been wiped out by the blazing white mang, and Zhou Yiping was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

However, Li Yuanxi, who was lying on the ground, also became a cold corpse, and this Confucian gentleman who was martyred could never come back.

The white mangs gradually converged, and the back of the green mountains standing tall in the sky became more and more illusory, as if they would disappear at any time.

The hosta between Ye Zi's jade hair also began to converge with light, and there was an extra crack on the quaint hairpin, which looked so shocking.

The coercion that shocked all things in heaven and earth also began to subside, Yang Mingxuan got up slowly, but his eyes kept looking at the dissipating back, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Time is really merciless, can't even such a great figure escape the washing of time?"

Liu Xiangbei's body was light, and he was finally able to get up from the ground, and when he saw Wang Dingzhou who was unconscious in front of him, he didn't care about the blood demon true blood or anything, so he ran straight over to check the situation.

After sensing that Wang Dingzhou's breathing was stable, but he fainted and had no worries about his life, Liu Xiangbei couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then his eyes looked at Ye Ziyu.

The pillar of light above Ye Ziyu's head slowly retracted, but at this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his transparent glass-like pupils also changed back to their original clear and pitch-black color.

"Senior, save that Mr. Li!"