Chapter 122 Three Thousand Verses, Humanities

In the west, above the Spirit Mountain.

"Senior brother, is this the end of all this we have laid out?"

Zhun Ti frowned and looked at the lead.

These things that have been laid out by the West have improved Rongyi so much, is this the end of it? In the end, this is a void?

After hearing this, he didn't answer, looked at the location of the human race, and said softly, "It's almost ......."

Hearing this, Zhun Ti's eyes lit up, his senior brother, and his backhand?

He looked at it, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then an arc appeared on his face.

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At the same time, in the mountains of Fengqi.

"I didn't expect the West to have a backhand, Xuanyuan this time, I'm afraid there is a crisis......"

Nuwa raised her eyebrows and said in a condensed voice.

"Don't worry, everything has its own ......"

Taishang said indifferently, he glanced at the Terran and smiled, "The time is almost up......"

Nuwa frowned, looked at him, and didn't understand what he meant by this, but after thinking about it, since he said so, Xuanyuan wouldn't have anything to do, and he didn't have to worry too much.

After all, this matter is not only about the human race, but also about the perfection of humanity, and Taishang naturally will not let this matter go smoothly.

Since Taishang said so, there are obviously variables, and there is no need to worry too much about this matter.

She turned her gaze and fell back to the Terrans.

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Terran, the land of Hanquan.

Rong Yi watched the Xuanyuan Sword fall, and a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted from his body, and an aura that was enough to make Qingchen change color was condensing.

"Buzz!"

Rong Yi's eyebrows were shocked, his eyes were filled with brilliant golden light, and the dense golden qi continued to overflow from the corners of his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

I don't know where it started, I don't know where it came from, a Western Taoist voice sounded slowly, penetrating the long river of time and space, and all the monks and creatures who heard it all showed a look of refuge, and their hearts turned to the Western way.

"Whew!"

In a billionth of an instant, a scripture flew out of Rong Yi's eyes, condensed into substance, pierced through the void to the extent visible to the naked eye, and quickly expanded, and then blocked Xuanyuan's sword.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In the next moment, one scripture after another flew out of Rong Yi's eyes, each of which was visible to the naked eye, and the vast aura of the Great Dao swept across the desolate land, and countless monks and great powers were shocked.

This is, the back hand of the West?

Three thousand Dao, three thousand scriptures, this is the last hand of Western Taoism!

That every scripture is not something that Da Luo Jinxian can stop, three thousand scriptures are gathered together, how can Xuanyuan be Rong Yi's opponent at this time.

"Father!"

The woman's expression changed, and she yelled, wanting to save her, but now, even if she was desperately falling, the Red Flame Beast was still stopping her.

Not only the Red Flame Beast, but also the Medicine Master and the others, all of them desperately stopped Qingchen and the others.

Among the Holy Land.

Although Suiren Fuxi and the second ancestor were worried, just now, the teacher (sect leader) said that there was no need to make a move for the time being, and they held back.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that Rong Yi would have already fallen.

What if the rules are broken? This is a matter for the human race, and it is not the turn of the West to dictate it.

Suiren and Fuxi are not afraid of the two saints of the West, and if they can't, they have done a game on both sides, and the human race is really not afraid of the West now.

But since it was ordered by the Taishang, they held it back for the time being.

"Isn't it ......"

A thought flashed through the Sacred Heart of the Suiren, and a look of surprise seemed on his face, and he looked at the land of Hanquan again.

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Terran, the land of Hanquan.

Xuanyuan's expression changed, the current Rongyi is no longer the previous Rongyi, he lives in the center of the three thousand scriptures, his hands are constantly sealed, and the sound of the Great Dao of the Western Dao Law comes out of his mouth, and the vast breath and brilliant golden light cover hundreds of millions of miles.

The three thousand scriptures, each visible to the naked eye, formed a huge circle at this time, enveloping Rong Yi in it, and the brilliant golden light made him feel as if he was in a golden ocean.

His eyes were full of gold, and a trace of mist emanated from the corners of his eyes.

"Swastika!"

Suddenly, Rong Yi punched a Buddha seal in his hand, pushed it forward, and saw the three thousand scriptures flying towards Xuanyuan.

Every scripture has turned into a boundless killing weapon, as if it is a killing machine that runs through the sky and the earth, the endless space-time region, and in an instant, it crosses countless regions and kills towards Xuanyuan.

Every scripture of this is difficult to resist even if it is the existence of the quasi-saint realm, although the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan's hand is an innate spiritual treasure, but at this time, there is not much mana to urge, it all depends on the power of the Xuanyuan Sword itself.

Three thousand scriptures, secretly the number of Zhou Tian, at this time continue to fall towards Xuanyuan, shrouding a land of hundreds of millions of miles.

Xuanyuan kept waving the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, but he could only resist it, and he couldn't resist it for long.

"Father!"

"Co-master!"

At this time, the expressions of the female and the wind queen changed and shouted.

In the current situation, Xuanyuan is afraid that he will not be able to hold on for a few breaths.

"Whew!"

At this moment, I saw a flash of golden light, and then it fell into Cangjie's hand and turned into a one-foot pen.

Cangjie's eyebrows were shocked, and there was a raging flame in his eyes, which was the flame, representing the flame of a civilization of the human race.

In the midst of the fire, there are two words that represent another civilization of the human race, humanity and fire.

The flame evolved and began to turn into the words he created, which was a complete humanistic system.

He looked at the three thousand scriptures, his expression was solemn, and his feet moved, flying towards the three thousand scriptures.

"Cangjie!"

Feng Hou and the others looked shocked, this situation, what did Cangjie do.

"Oh my God!"

Suddenly, Cangjie's hearty voice sounded between heaven and earth, containing a vast power, which suddenly spread all over the wilderness, and a terrifying avenue power suddenly condensed towards the land of Hanquan.

"Bang!"

Humanity descended, and the luck of the human race blessed it, and a huge text glowing with gold suddenly swept up, rushing towards a scripture that killed him at this time, and the terrifying power of humanity and the aura of human luck emanated.

"Boom!"

The scriptures were shining with golden light, and immediately began to be full of cracks, and at the end, the golden rays began to dissipate, becoming dim, and then dissipating between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, the expression of the Western Spirit Mountain changed slightly.

The scriptures of the West were actually broken by humanities, this was their last resort, and they were actually destroyed in the hands of Cangjie.

At this time, many powerful people in the flood were terrified!

This is a complete humanistic system, in the past, Sui Shengli humanities, but only the word 'fire', now, Cangjie has perfected the humanities, formed a complete humanistic system, and also broken the three thousand scriptures of the West.

On the side of the bear tribe, when they saw Cangjie using such a method, they were all overjoyed.

In this way, the crisis of the communist party can be solved.

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