Chapter 35: The Manuscript of the Sons

Click!

Click!

The entire space suddenly shattered at the moment when the two of them fought, and countless terrifying spatial cracks spread extremely quickly to the surrounding sky, and from this spatial crack, a trace of silver-white spatial turbulent energy flowed out, and the strong devouring suction exploded from it.

The 500,000 zhang battle platform was built by the monks after the trial of the race, and the layers of prohibitions were laid down, which was extremely strong enough to withstand the fighting of the monks who crossed the catastrophe, but this time at the moment of the battle between the ancient demon and the king, this thing was destroyed and destroyed directly, and the forbidden aura was extinguished, turned into a cloud of rubble and pierced the air, and a piercing sound broke out in the air, each piece was mixed with Wan Jun's strength.

Shout!

Shout!

The faces of the monks of all ethnic groups near the battle platform changed greatly at this moment, and the violent aura from the place where the two fought was instantly suppressed, which made people's chests feel stuffy, and their faces were pale, and the faces of the monks in the late stage of the tribulation changed slightly, and their faces were pale with a muffled hum in the middle stage, and as for the monks in the early stage of the tribulation, they showed a look of pain, and the corners of their mouths showed bloodstains. There was even the unlucky person who was hit by a hollow-piercing boulder, and he ended up with a heavy blow in an instant, which made the monks change color.

"Drink!"

The powerhouses of all ethnic groups shouted in unison, and there was a sudden general momentum outside the body, which led to a lack of triggering, condensing into a shield, guarding the monks of their respective ethnic groups, with solemn faces, looking at the warring parties.

With the cultivation of the tribulation, the battle body can be condensed, and the combat power of the strong in the realm of heaven and man can be exploded, whether it is the ancient demon shooting alone or the human race king is not to blame, the combat power can be called terrifying.

"Hahahaha, it is worthy of the ancient Confucian and Taoist inheritance, and the words are the law, and it is really mysterious. It's just that the demon is here today, and any supernatural power must bow down, and the power of the demon is unmatched!"

"Demon Moon, reverse yin and yang, condense the heaven-swallowing demon monster, refine this person, and help this demon supernatural power soar!"

The lone shot was arrogant, and the domineering expression in his tone was revealed, and he never took Jun Wuyi to heart at all, at this moment, a punch could hurt the enemy, but instead of being discouraged, he was even more vigorous. Demons, the more brave Ben becomes, the stronger the enemy, the heavier the momentum!

Endless Demon Qi erupted from the 300,000 zhang demon body, converging on the ancient demon battle body with one hand, and suddenly pointed towards the sky. It was between this finger that the endless demonic energy condensed into a jet-black demonic light, which shot out from the fingertips and pierced into the sky.

The next moment, the whole world suddenly went dark.

The sky is dark, dim, and there is no slight, and there is no slight, like a scene of annihilation, which makes people feel the weight of the pressure on their hearts and panic. But it was in this endless pitch-black canopy that a touch of blood suddenly appeared, slowly extending to both sides, forming a semicircle, and then gradually elongating, the blood color became even worse, and finally became a slender crescent, sprinkling a faint blood-colored moonlight. With the appearance of the Blood Moon, the pitch-black canopy gradually fluctuated, getting stronger and bigger, and finally converged into a stacked wave, endlessly, coming from all directions, towards the center of the dark sky, towards the point where the blood moon was located. At the same time, the blood moon slowly grew, from a very thin and light blood-colored crescent, gradually grew into a sickle-shaped, and then gradually appeared more than half of the blood moon, until the silver plate was as round as a silver plate, and the blood was rich, as if it was collected from the blood of thousands of living beings to refine and gather, and a strange and evil aura slowly emanated from it.

The blood-colored demon moon grew, and the waves of the pitch-black sky became heavier, wave after wave, stretching endlessly, and below the blood moon, a circle of extremely black gradually formed.

The canopy of heaven was pitch black, but under the light of the blood moon, one could clearly distinguish this even darker place, and the light of the demon moon seemed to be swallowed by it, and a raging, irritable, and destructive aura was suddenly born from it, and it skyrocketed wildly at an alarming rate.

The Extreme Yin Black Circle churned violently without warning, and the pure demonic qi that had been poured into the pitch-black sky by the solitary shot seemed to be summoned at this moment, turning into countless paths that drilled out of the void and directly merged into it. With the fusion of demonic energy, a head was born with a single horn, limbs were lying on the ground, blood-colored eyes were born, and a strange black thing slowly appeared.

Monster, Swallow the Sky!

It was at the moment of birth that the Sky Devouring Demon Monster suddenly roared from its mouth, and a terrifying sound accompanied by a greedy aura burst out. This greed is very simple, it is to swallow everything you see, eat it, and refine it!

The Ancient Demon Lone Shot's face was slightly pale, obviously driving this divine power to consume him extremely hard, but in just a few breaths, his face turned ruddy again, and his weak aura increased rapidly, and he returned to his peak state again.

Extreme Yin Demon Vein!

Holding this treasure, for the demons, it is equivalent to carrying the entire superb demon vein that can quickly recover the loss and replenishment of mana in the body at any time, and this lone shot can be recovered so quickly, which is obviously the effect of this treasure. With this treasure in hand, if it is a competition, who will be the opponent of this demon.

Jun Wuyi obviously thought of this, and his face couldn't help but sink slightly, but he didn't show panic, and the look in his eyes was still calm. At this moment, in the face of Lone Shot's full attack, reversing Yin and Yang to condense the Heaven Devouring Demon Monster, this person smiled coldly in his heart. The spiritual light on the hand flashed slightly, a full 36 feet in size, the color was yellow, it seemed that a gust of wind blew the paper that could annihilate it appeared in the outside world, and at this moment felt the endless rich demonic energy, without urging, it had already risen in the wind, each of which turned into a hundred zhang in size, and the mysterious, obscure runes on it suddenly burst out with endless golden light, and from this light, there was a mighty breath that exploded.

The manuscript of Zhuzi, made of the ancient Confucian and Taoist masters, contains a trace of the complete essence of Confucianism, and the town has the mighty spirit of Confucianism, specializing in overcoming the evil demons in the world. Even if it is an ordinary Confucian handwriting, the town in the house can avoid the invasion of demons and ghosts, let alone the manuscript of Zhuzi. Each of these words has the supreme power of suppression and deterrence against evil monks or demons and monsters, and can be easily wiped out.

Therefore, at this moment, 36 manuscripts of Zhuzi appeared at the same time, and the vast righteousness generated was enough to shake the earth!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Each of the manuscripts of Zhuzi erupted with golden light, like a banner waving in the wind, and golden characters slowly overflowed from it, forming a seemingly chaotic, but in fact mysterious and profound array, gathering the righteous qi of endless heaven and earth here.

In the midst of this formation, in the vast convergence of endless righteousness, a figure slowly emerged.

The body is thousands of feet tall, with a long bow on his back, a hair bundle on his head, and a Confucian shirt! This condensed figure is a Confucian scholar, although his face is slightly blurred, but in those eyes, there is a keen and frank divine light.

Confucian Six Arts, Shoot!

Shoot sharp arrows, containing Confucian supernatural powers, specializing in destroying evil demons, and the lethality is extremely amazing, it is one of the great Confucian supernatural powers, condensing the six arts of Confucianism for its own use. It is rumored that the Confucianism has been cultivated to the extreme, and it can even summon a great Confucian spirit in the world and the earth, and integrate it into the Six Arts Great Confucian Phantom, and then make the supernatural power condense the phantom with its own spiritual wisdom and become a powerful help!

In the vast spiritual world, there is a great Confucian who has studied and studied all his life, does not practice magic and does not seek immortality, but wishes to have a clear mind, understand the mysteries of the ancient princes, and even successfully summon the spirit of Confucianism, condense the phantom of the six arts, although he does not practice, but has the power to destroy the world.

Such a magical power requires a person who has a deep understanding of Confucianism and Taoism to exert it, and Jun Wuyi obviously did not have this qualification, but with the help of 36 manuscripts of Zhuzi, he reluctantly displayed this Confucian and Taoist supernatural power.

It was at the moment when the phantom of the great Confucian in archery was condensed, Jun Wuyi's face was solemn, and his mouth suddenly whispered, "Confucianism is magnanimous, taking care of the common people, and the evil demons are all dead!

"Shoot!"

The moment the low drink fell, the manuscript of the princes escaped from the words, and suddenly burst out with endless righteousness, converging on the phantom of the great Confucian archery.

The next moment, the phantom suddenly returned his hand and took off the longbow behind his back and held it in his hand, pinched the string with three fingers, retreated in one step, lowered his waist and pulled the bow, and the endless righteousness condensed on the bowstring along the phantom's arm, turning into an arrow of a thousand zhang in size.

Let go!

Shout!

In the sound of breaking through the air, the arrows pierced through the air, emitting an endless sharp aura, and shot straight towards the Sky Devouring Demon Monster.

"Hahahaha! The world often says that Confucianism destroys evil spirits, and this demon has never believed in it. Today, with my supreme demonic might, I will devour and refine the 36 manuscripts of the princes of Jun Wuyi, and promote the magic power of this demon. ”

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Monster, with supreme demon power, give this demon to swallow! Swallow!

Lonely shot and shouted, each low roar fell, and the breath on the Sky Devouring Demon became more and more raging, and after three roars, a roar suddenly came out of the monster's mouth, and its mouth opened wide, and it suddenly met the direction where the arrow came.