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Chapter 750 Ten Thousand Laws Do Not Stick (Second Update) Ask for a monthly pass

Chapter 750

At this moment, the entire Shangjing City was quiet. Above www.biquge.info Imperial City, all the giant hands that appeared like mountains were shattered one by one by an overwhelming force.

The entire Shangjing City, in an instant, was shrouded in the ocean of Haoran Qi. All other true qi and vitality are all squeezed out. It is completely impossible to exist in this majestic righteousness.

"Bang!"

In the sky, the Heavenly Evil Sect Master screamed miserably, like thunder. Billowing smoke kept coming out of him. On his arm, there was immediately a sign of melting, as if the snow was rapidly melting in the sun.

The powerhouse of the Star Realm, the true qi is twisted into one, and it can't be shaken away at all. However, this majestic righteousness is hundreds or thousands of times denser than the true qi of the martial artists of the Star Realm.

In the face of this terrifying power, the powerhouse of the Star Realm is also as small as an ant. This is no longer the power of an individual, nor is it the power that a great Confucian can cultivate. Even the Taibao, in the face of this force, is as small as an ant.

This power is boundless, with a smell of heavy historical precipitation. This is the power that has been precipitated by the practice of countless great Confucianists in the long river of time, and the wisdom of hundreds of millions of students who have recited scriptures and read books.

This force is incomparably powerful, and it is a huge force that can change the operation of heaven and the direction of history!

It was just a miserable scream, and the Heavenly Evil Sect Master was full of smoke, and most of the Heavenly Evil True Qi in his body was instantly dispersed. Falling from the sky.

On the other side, the Vientiane Sect Master also exclaimed in surprise and fell straight down. The true qi in his body flowed out frantically in an incomprehensible way, as if this piece of heaven and earth could not store the true qi of all things in his body at all.

This situation has never been encountered by the Vientiane Sect Master. It seems that he is incompatible with this world. He wanted to shake open the void, but the void was as solid as iron; he wanted to mobilize the rules of heaven and earth, but the rules of heaven and earth were hidden, if there were none; he wanted to shoot and kill the white-clothed toast standing on the altar with sharp eyes, but the true qi in his body just flowed out of his palm, and immediately the mud cow entered the sea and dissipated without a trace.

"It's over!"

The Vientiane Sect Master was devastated, closed his eyes in despair, and a legendary ability flashed through his mind: "Ten thousand laws are not stained!"

Legend has it that the great Confucianism of Confucianism can enter a mysterious realm when he cultivates to reach a very high realm. All kinds of spells and true qi can't be used in front of these great Confucians, and they can't hurt them. All the rules, all the energy, are completely unmobilized.

At this time, he can't even fly into the air and escape into space. All of them were beaten back to their prototypes. Go back to the way you were before you practiced martial arts!

At this time, there is no difference between martial artists and ordinary people!

This kind of ability is called "ten thousand laws do not touch"!

The person who passed out these four words was "Mr. Lianshan" thousands of years ago, the master of Mr. Tianji San. But no one has ever seen it, and everyone is only skeptical.

The Vientiane Sect Master had long forgotten this, but at this moment, this memory, suddenly, came back to life, and it became extremely clear.

He didn't expect that this toast presiding over the royal sacrifice was actually a terrible Confucian who practiced the Confucian spirit to the point of "ten thousand laws do not touch".

Bang!

Two loud thuds, falling to the ground. Soon, a large number of forbidden troops rushed towards the place where the two fell. The hairless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, and under the suppression of "ten thousand laws do not stick", the powerhouses of the Star Realm are just ordinary people.

At the moment when the two fell, outside the palace, "Dengding Teahouse".

When he saw the majestic righteousness that made the sun and the moon lose color, the entire teahouse, except for the middle-aged Confucian who was possessed by the emperor, everyone showed a shocked look.

"I said that no one can shake my iron bucket!"

In the teahouse, the middle-aged Confucian scholar attached to the emperor swept his eyes over everyone, his expression was calm and calm, revealing a look of "everything is under control". However, this look quickly disappeared.

The next moment, with a "bang!", Haohan's righteousness turned into an invisible storm and swept through the teahouse. A character like the Chaos Ancestor couldn't maintain this incarnation in this terrifying and righteous aura. The consciousness hidden in it was swept away by this majestic aura and shattered "bang bang".

"Liu Xuan, you won......"

A voice rang out in the teahouse. This sentence didn't seem to be finished yet, and it was quickly dispersed by that majestic aura. The warm wind swept through, and everyone's bodies were shaken, and they came back to their senses one after another.

"What's going on? Why did I get to the Dengding Teahouse?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's body trembled, and he raised his head in surprise, revealing a look like he had just woken up from a big dream.

"Huh, Lao Tzu is obviously chopping pigs, why did he suddenly come here?"

The greasy butcher looked surprised. glanced around, and the people sitting with him found that they didn't know anyone. Shaking his head, he stood up in confusion, strode downstairs, and muttered in a low voice:

"That woman is missing me, I'm afraid she's losing her temper......"

On the teahouse, everyone woke up one after another, looked around, and walked down the teahouse with a full of puzzlement......

............

Imperial Palace Taihe Hall.

Taifu and Dazai were sitting on their knees, their eyes fixed on the outside of the Taihe Palace. When they felt the change in Zhou Tianhaoran's qi, the two nodded slightly.

"I wish the teacher a shot!"

Dazai said slowly.

"Well, it's been a long time since toast made a move. Let's go, let's go meet him. ”

Taifu said, walked out from behind the table. Walk towards the Taimiao.

Things have come to an end at this point. In the face of "ten thousand laws do not touch", no one can shake the capital at all.

............

In the temple, everything is quiet.

"Ah——h

Suddenly, an exclamation broke the silence, and a son of heaven who had survived the catastrophe looked at the altar in front of him, revealing an extremely solemn and shocked expression.

In the eyes of everyone, at the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, thick blood was bubbling out of the periphery of the altar made by Taizu. This stream of blood, under the mottled altar wall, smeared the entire altar into a blood-red color, which looked shocking.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded more than 1,600 years ago, and such sacrifices, generation after generation, I don't know how many times they were held. However, no one has ever seen anything like this.

"Toast, this ...... What now?"

The "Son of Heaven Sacrifice Wine" present has experienced more than ten years of sacrifice, but has never encountered such a situation. The interruption of the sacrifice, and now the blood on the altar is shedding, which is a very ominous sign.

The altar is made of green jade. It stands to reason that even if it collapses, it is impossible to shed blood. The scene in front of him is completely beyond everyone's cognition.

The ritual of sacrifice is familiar to everyone. But there has never been a book of rites that mentions such a thing.

On the altar, the toast Zhuang Sichen looked at the sky and did not move. As a result, there was no joy on Zhuang Sichen's face when he went to the capital.

And the sacrificial text that was originally in his hand had been thrown to the ground by him. Once the ritual of sacrifice and the recitation of the ritual are interrupted, it means that the entire ritual of sacrifice fails.

The reason why he is not interfering for a long time. That's why.

"Just one step away...... Providence!"

On Zhuang Sichen's face, there was an indescribable loneliness and sigh at this time. On the half-concealed list, there are clearly a few square small words: "...... Heaven and earth are still feasting!"

As long as these last four words are recited, the sacrifice is considered a success. It's just that the Vientiane Sect Master and the Heavenly Evil Sect Master didn't give him this time.

"Sacrifice to see blood, the omen of great evil......"

A trace of deep worry flashed in Zhuang Sichen's eyes. The bleeding of the altar is not recorded in the Confucian classics. Only the toasts of the past generations know the reason for this.

The method of sacrifice has been passed down from ancient times. In ancient times, the demon gods used this method to communicate with the Heavenly Dao and change the Heavenly Dao. Neutralizing one's own killing is too heavy, attracting the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has mobilized troops over the years, and the disaster of swords and soldiers is extremely serious. But I didn't know that this kind of killing aura in the human world could affect the operation of the Heavenly Dao. Bring backlash.

Confucianism's annual sacrifice is precisely to eliminate the influence of this sword and soldier qi on the way of heaven and the heavenly machine.

Right now, the altar is bleeding, and it is the heavenly opportunity to retaliate. It's not human!

"The major affairs of the country are enshrined in Rong...... , more than a thousand years of peace, can no longer be sustained!"

With a deep sigh in his heart, the white-clothed toast turned around and walked straight down from the altar:

"Tell Your Majesty that the sacrifice failed!"

After saying this, Zhuang Sichen went directly into the temple.

............

Upper capital, Wumu Mansion.

A man, with a majestic body, was sitting with his back to the window. The man's body shape is extremely smooth, and every arc is in line with the truth of heaven and earth, giving people a strange and intelligent feeling. It seems that every part of this person's body, every moment is thinking.

In front of the window, there is a table. On the table, a chessboard was arranged. Black and white chess pieces kill vertically. It's just strange that the pieces on the chessboard, some are as smooth as new, and some are covered with dust. It seems that these chess pieces have not been moved for a long time.

This is a chess game calculated by years, and every month, the chess pieces on the chessboard will be moved.

At this moment, the man suddenly stretched out his slender fingers, picked up a dusty sunspot, and landed gently on the chessboard with a "bang".

"Your Majesty, is this what you want?"

The man looked at the chess game on the chessboard and sighed deeply. This being, who was worshiped as the god of war by Da Zhou, at this moment, those wise eyes were full of deep worry.

At the same time, in the central purple qi hall, a figure emerged from the ground. appeared in the purple air in the sky, prostrate on the ground.

"How's the Demon Suppression Tower going?"

The majesty of the human emperor's voice is still the same.

"Your Majesty, it's almost seven or eight times out of ten. ”

Another voice echoed the Tao.

"It's still a little short, then fill in the souls of the Vientiane Sect Master and the Heavenly Evil Sect Master. ”

With a flash of light, two powerful souls, struggling with anger, roared, and appeared in the purple qi.

"Thank you. ”

The voice said happily, ignoring the scolding of the two of them, and threw them directly into the ground. After a moment's hesitation, the voice said:

"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand something. Your Majesty can destroy them, so why should you be restrained by them?"

"Everything has a purpose, and so is the enemy! - Don't let Shengwu Hou know about this matter!"

The Human Emperor said in a cold voice.

The voice hesitated, but finally nodded:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"