Old Master Qin was the first to wake up, he looked at this scene condescendingly, and said sharply: "Yan boy, you really want to be the enemy of the world, you are a Confucian writer, even if you are out of the imperial capital this time, the three saints of the academy have never thought of banishing you, when you married the woman of the Demon Domain, it was from the means of the Demon Lord, no one will blame you, and that woman also died in your hands, the people of the world have never thought about your choice, today, do you really want to do that great rebellious thing?"

Yan Shigu's blood-red eyes looked at the sky, and then said indifferently: "There have always been too many shackles in the world, although Ning Zhen was born in the Demon Domain, she has never done anything to hurt the human race, but why don't you let her go..."

Master Qin said without hesitation, "That's a person from the Demon Domain, how many Terran cultivators have died in Wanliu City for thousands of years, have you ever asked them?"

Yan Shigu shook his head and said softly, "No need to ask, none of this matters, today, whoever wants to make a move, I will kill whomever I want."

Master Qin snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Then I will die with that witch."

The words just fell.

Above the clouds, a big hand covering the sky suddenly appeared, and the entire sky seemed to be covered, and it fell towards the place where Yan Shigu was.

The power of this palm was much stronger than the previous battle with Shen Yu.

The power of the Sage Realm is on display.

Yan Shigu didn't speak, just stood silently, the blood red in his eyes was already like substance.

What heaven and earth are right.

What a Terran righteousness.

It was these things that put a shackle on him, so that he saw the woman die in his arms thirty years ago, leaving his only daughter in exile and becoming a killer.

And those people, because of this, think with peace of mind that they are doing the right thing for heaven and protecting all living beings in Middle-earth.

What are sentient beings.

Are they sentient beings?

Yan Shigu had never felt so free, the shackles in his heart were completely broken at this moment, and the majestic power imprisoned in his body surged out.

He just looked at the giant hand that fell from the sky, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Then, a punch was thrown out.

Above mid-air.

For some reason, the majestic giant hand composed of the majestic qi actually melted like spring snow, and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth at a distance of only more than ten zhang from the ground, transforming into pure spiritual power.

Then, like rain, it fell.

Countless people looked at the high platform in disbelief.

I can't understand why the master, who has already lost his mighty energy, can regain such a powerful power.

Master Yan is majestic, standing majestically in the field.

Blood-red aura spread from his body.

Shen Yu saw the familiar aura, his eyes were slightly raised, and he already knew in his heart that it was the aura of the demon lord.

The Sword Buddha's face was solemn, and his originally calm face showed a trace of worry for the first time.

And Yan Zishu quietly retreated to the edge of the high platform, his eyes wandering.

Yan Shigu looked at everyone proudly.

The smile was full of relief.

The entire city of Xiguan fell into a dead silence.

Everyone knows that when that master chooses to make a move with Old Master Qin, it means that he has completely fallen into the devil.

All the rules of the world will be ignored by him.

If it's an obscure practitioner or a casual practitioner, they don't care at all.

Ke Yan Fuzi is the writer of Confucianism, and his status can almost be said to be the next saint of Confucianism.

Such a powerful existence actually chose to enter the demon.

This will have unpredictable consequences for the human race and the academy.

Today's rules are controlled by the academy, whether it is the Nine Holy Lands, or other major cultivation sects, as well as cultivators in the five continents, they are all abiding by these rules at all times.

This is the foundation that makes up the current pattern of the spiritual wilderness.

And now

Here, the practitioner who controls the rules chooses to break the rules.

It is conceivable that in the near future, more and more people will choose this path, and those who are bound by the existing rules will choose to rebel.

Among them, the eight holy places other than the academy may be the most powerful existences.

As the giant hand dissipated, Old Master Qin's face was ugly, and he looked coldly ahead.

"Originally, because of your identity, I chose to forget what happened to Cheng'er back then, but now, since you have left the academy and are willing to enter the demon, the old man will not leave his hand anymore, and for the demon cultivation in the world, the scholar will never compromise."

Old Master Qin raised his head, revealing an old and upright face, "It is my duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

He raised the scroll in his hand.

Then it was thrown into the sky.

That book is the treasure of his enlightenment, the mountain and river scroll, which is the refining of the mountains and rivers that he has drawn all over the spiritual wilderness, and he just used some ordinary moves before.

But many people know that the real killer of this master is hidden in the books.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque.

Qin Fuzi's reputation is not as good as that of Yan Shigu, he only lectured in Jiangzhou many years ago, and he is not as famous as him.

Until his disciple was in the imperial capital, because of that incident, Old Master Qin chose to remain silent.

This made more people ignore the old man's combat power.

But today, as the mountains and rivers unfolded, everyone was shocked.

Even Shen Yu revealed a hint of affirmation for the first time.

The Sword Buddha sighed softly: "People say that they can travel thousands of miles and read thousands of miles, Mr. Qin has traveled all over the spiritual wilderness, asked countless strong people, and drawn this mountain and river scroll, under the whole world, maybe only the treasure of Kunlun can barely win some."

He Pianpian looked at the sky with beautiful eyes, and nodded slightly, she is the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, she is extremely familiar with Kunlun, the treasure in the mouth of the Sword Buddha.

It is the Taiji diagram left by the patriarch of the Daomen, which is rumored to be one of the four treasures that suppressed the spiritual desolate world.

And the mountains and rivers of Master Qin can be compared with the Taiji diagram, which is already a remarkable thing.

Under Xiguan City, countless people looked at Old Master Qin expectantly.

The academy maintains the rules of time, and when someone really enters the demon, they hope to suppress that demon cultivator.

Because everyone knows that those demonic cultivators have no scruples about doing things without scruples and do whatever they want, which is a nightmare for all cultivators.

Only the woman in red, Yan Mu's expression showed a trace of unnoticed worry.

She has cultivated since Qianchuan and has seen too many powerful cultivators, and the strength that Old Master Qin has shown now can already compete with Qianchuan Liucao.

And in the whole world, there are no thousands of Sichuan disciples, and there are only six Cao Ling.

At the moment when everyone was shocked.

The sea of clouds in the sky spread out, and one picture scroll after another began to show, there were towering mountains, winding rivers, and countless big cities, small towns, spiritual mountains, and big lakes, the surging power of heaven and earth flowed out in the mountains and rivers, and then formed a cloud curtain that was enough to cover the entire Xiguan City and pressed towards Yan Shigu.

Whether it was Shen Yu before, or He Pianpian of Yaochi, no matter how strong the power of the two of them was, they couldn't compare it with the scene in front of them.

Because this is already a great power of heaven and earth that can be controlled by the immortal powerhouses in the upper three realms.

It is also a rule of heaven and earth that only Confucian scholars have, this is no longer a move, nor a spell, nor a supernatural power, but a complete step into the rules of heaven.

Yan Shigu watched this scene quietly, the blood red in his eyes became even stronger, and a strong battle intent rose from him.

He knew that the scholars of the academy had an unknown ability, that is, they could mobilize the power of heaven and earth, or the rules, to fight against people.

In the previous imperial capital, as the writer, he was able to mobilize the human power of millions of people in the city.

And now, what Old Master Qin is mobilizing is the mountains and rivers of the world.

This kind of power is comparable to human power, and even surpasses.

The seventy-two sages in the world are really not ordinary cultivators.

However, Yan Shigu had no fear in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest look of fear.

If you are in it and don't know the power of it, then today, try it.

Facing the oppressive and shocking cloud curtain, Yan Shigu's entire body collided with each other in the sky without fear, and then his right palm slammed out.

Facing the huge cloud curtain, Yan Shigu's body was like an ant, but at this moment, there was an unusually majestic shore, the green shirt was scattered, the long hair was scattered, and an extremely evil aura emanated from his body.

It is as if an evil demon was born in the world, and it is like a resentful spirit in the earth with the hatred of destroying everything.

It seems to have been a short time, but it was an extremely long time.

Finally.

That punch slammed into the mountains and rivers.

Rumble!

There was a thunderous sound.

Above the sky, the clouds and paper, all the mountains, rivers, lakes, rivers, towns were destroyed in an instant, there was no smoke, no gravel, everything disappeared in an instant, as if the mountains and rivers did not exist in this world.

The terrifying wave of qi shook out from the sky to the surroundings, and then spread out in all directions in a certain regular ripple manner, and all the buildings in the entire Xiguan City were destroyed in an instant, leaving only countless ruins and broken walls.

In mid-air, Old Master Qin's face was pale, and he was holding the scroll in his hand, but at this moment, it was already in tatters, and only a few scraps of paper remained.

His old face became even more decayed, and the whole person seemed to be dispersed by this punch.

One punch.

Just one punch.

Old Master Qin looked at everything in front of him blankly, only to find that the remaining mountain and river aura had completely dissipated, and at the same time, the power of Haoran in his body had also been consumed.

It's just a punch.

That person had just dissipated his mighty energy, and he was just a wasted person, but it was only half an hour, why did he have such a powerful power.

Could this be the real reason why countless people want to fall into demons?

Old Master Qin looked at the last trace of breath in the sky in disbelief, and a trace of unpredictable thought flashed in his eyes.

Is his own way really wrong?

As the vision dissipated, countless people were taken up by that terrifying aura, and many people with low cultivation levels were even directly stunned.

And the closest people to the center of the two-man battle.

The performance varies.

The Buddha light on the sword Buddha's body flashed, changing in the ripples of the qi waves.

Yan Zishu retreated dozens of zhang at the moment when his fist collided with the mountain and river scroll, and even came to the outside of Xiguan City.

He Pianpian was full of breath, and the whole person was like a fairy.

As for the high platform, there should have been a handsome man standing on the platform.

At this moment, he stood quietly next to a carriage on the street in the middle of the city.

The terrifying waves of air blew through in a strange way, but when Kankan reached the carriage, it suddenly changed direction and flowed to the sides.

It's like the water in a river passing over a boulder.