The faces of the three saints changed suddenly!

Even the young man wearing the hibiscus crown who had always been detached couldn't help but change his face.

The two winning coins were only a hundred times the aura of the mountains and rivers in the hundred and ten mountain and water coins, but even the three saints never thought that the gambling game in this dragon town would be so dangerous!

Fang Liang was indifferent, all this was still in his expectations, he and Lao Xiucai, can be described as a real bold, after the battle between Kyaukjiao Zhou and Nanzhan Zhou, according to the hearts of the saints of all families, there is only Longchang Town left.

There is no one in the dragon land, after all, it is the heart of these saints who are dressed in meritorious clothes and enjoy the incense of the temple, but now, what Fang Liang has to do is to reunite this Kyaukjiao Continent and Nanzhan Continent.

Since the chessboard has been in chaos, the only thing that the two can control is the luck between these two continents.

"Fang Liang!

The middle-aged man in the costume of the soldier and the martial artist was the first to be unable to hold his breath, although the luck between the two continents came from the same source, but it has undergone a hundred years of evolution, and it has long been diametrically opposed, even if there is still a trace of incense, but forcibly merging, it is to poison the living beings.

The monstrous martial arts suddenly erupted, and the fist that was enough to shatter the barrier of heaven and earth slammed towards Fang Liang.

Thunder and shock, the highest realm of the warrior is more than the eight realms, and now among the many warriors in the world, there are only a handful of the ten realms, and the saints who are now in charge of the soldiers are the eleventh realm.

The fist was like thunder, tearing through the crazy operation of the mountain and water luck and the aura of heaven and earth that were blocking the crazy operation in front of Fang Liang's body, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, directly hitting Fang Liang's heart.

The eleventh realm of martial arts, even if it is today's Confucian sage, must be carefully dealt with, the Spring and Autumn Turbulent Times, it is the most prosperous time for martial arts, the military saint at that time, but it is the ethereal ordinary martial arts twelve realms, one punch can break the sky, and now the martial arts who can ascend to the eleventh realm have reached the status of the military saint in the Spring and Autumn Troubled Times!

The fist came to his face, but Fang Liang did not dodge at all, even if the fifteenth realm monk carried the eleventh realm martial artist, it was also the old birthday star who ate arsenic and frost, and catching and killing each other was not good at the monk, let alone a scholar who used his mouth to carry the heavenly constitution and criticize the pen with his mouth.

And Fang Liang stood so majestically, his fist was close at hand, but he couldn't get any closer.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden sense of heavy vicissitudes like the earth.

The Confucian sage who was going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight changed his face again, and the scholars with the name of the gentleman in the Confucian Temple of the Jixia School Palace all had the words given by the holy master, but now this word is given by him, but the two humble elders and young people are even higher than him.

And Lao Xiucai was even more interested in the existence of the Four Sages and Three Sages, and at that time, the Holy Master was still in this world.

The Confucian sage's breath suddenly became heavy for a while, even though he took over the authority of the sage of the Confucian Temple of the Jixia Academy, but the inheritance has never been enough to establish the knowledge, even if he has such authority, he is still only a qualification.

There is a world of difference between the words he gave and those given by the Holy Prophet.

Sure enough, as he expected, the earth-like thick vicissitudes of life between heaven and earth showed two ancient clumsy seal scripts in front of Fang Liang's body, which were the same as the fonts engraved on the spiritual seat in the Confucian Temple of Jixia Xuegong!

"Houde!"

After all, the Confucian sage still did not suppress the shock in his heart, the highest rank of natal words in the Jixia School Palace, but the words "sage" and "sage", but there are only a few people who can afford it, and the two words in front of Fang Liang are more "virtuous" than the word "sage"!

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue.

This is the definition of a gentleman by the Holy Master, and it is also the most refined knowledge of Confucianism, but it is very rare to be able to get only a few words as a natal word in these few words, and even he is just a "virtuous" character name.

This is the most selfless and oldest avenue between heaven and earth, although it is ordinary, but it is impossible to ignore, and the young man wearing a hibiscus crown has a different color in his eyes like autumn water.

A damaged wooden sword appeared in his palm, and the young man wearing the hibiscus crown gently stroked the wooden sword in his palm and shouted softly: "Go!"

Even though the sound was not loud, but it fell in the ears of everyone in Longchang Town, it was not a thunderbolt in the ears, and the damaged wooden sword was like a golden string, dragging many runes to shoot towards the word "Houde" that was blocking Fang Liang's body.

However, the Confucian sage is no longer a wall-watcher, and there are two other sages dragging Fang Liang, and he can naturally control the mountain and water luck and the aura of heaven and earth that have now tended to get out of control with his own strength.

The two winning coins were suspended in the air, and the water transportation of the inexplicable river and Tianzhu Mountain was surging from the winning money, heading towards the vast ocean.

The Confucian sage no longer has the humble gentleman who is as gentle as jade, but what he sees now in his eyes is an intricate, constantly cutting, and chaotic causal thread, which is not only between the fortune of the two continents, but also the causal line between the dynasty and the mountaintop.

Cold sweat poured down, and the Confucian sage Gujing Wubo's heart lake had already made waves, and the old Xiucai was in the same vein, and they were really some outright madmen, related to the lives of the creatures of the two continents, and the luck on the top of the mountain, but they were so bold and reckless!

The causal lines crisscrossed each other, but the Confucian sages could no longer care about carefully straightening out the intricate causal lines, and a cold glint appeared in their eyes, and the causal lines were suddenly disconnected, but this was in vain.

On the other side of the ocean, between the Tsing Yi River and Meifeng Mountain, an old man in a dark sword shirt silently looked at the two winning coins suspended in the air.

"Great Cold" and "Winter Solstice".

Tsing Yi River and Meifeng Mountain, when the two continents were not divided, were originally in the same vein, and now they are the easiest to attract the luck of the mountains and rivers with the winning money, but when the two continents merge, the gods of the mountains and rivers like the emperor of the soil are in trouble.

Kyaukjiao Zhou is not so troublesome, the sword on the waist of the old man in the dark sword shirt is still bloody, and the god of mountains and rivers is only in the eyes of the Upper Five Realms, but it is just a larger ant, since he does not know the current affairs, he is cut with a sword, it is as simple as eating hot pot shabu hairy belly.

There has already been a monstrous wave on the ocean, and the most frustrated in the world Wei Pingsheng wiped the blood on his sword, and the three saints were really not something that he, a scholar who had just comprehended the Heavenly Constitution, could contend with, but he was walking by himself.

The luck of the mountains and rivers of the two continents has come to the sea and the ocean, Wei Pingsheng went up with a sword, and a winning money fell from his hand and was suspended in the air, and the mountain and water luck suddenly calmed down by pressing the winning money.

This is a bridge, an invisible bridge connecting the two continents, the mountains and rivers, the incense and family, and the bridge of the gambling game.

The shock in Wei Pingsheng's heart is not much better than the Confucian sages who are struggling to support him now, Lao Xiucai is really a madman, and the courage to ask questions with the four sages and three sages has not disappeared, but even more!

The Confucian sages can no longer support it, and the cause and effect line in Longchang Town is by no means intricate, and what is cut out is only a few side branches.

However, the bridge of mountains and rivers has already been formed, and now it is better to directly take down Fang Liang, the culprit, to do these useless works.

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative!"

Haoran righteousness is awe-inspiring, this Senluo world is the world of Confucianism, sitting in the south of the sky, is also a Confucian god, and now the saint of the Confucian Temple of Jixia Xuegong contains the heavenly constitution, and the subsequent descending is naturally much stronger than the two saints of the military road.

Although the word "Houde" in front of Fang Liang blocked the power of the fist and the wooden sword, he knew very well the rules of this world, and the Confucian Tianxian was the most powerful Tianwei in this world.

The power of the brilliant sky is like thunder, and it suddenly falls!

The natal word, taking care of one and losing the other, the body and death are only between the lightning and flint.

A vigorous vitality came suddenly, and the brilliant sky was like thunder, but it was eclipsed under the vitality!

The Confucian sage's eyes were full of shock, he never expected that Fang Liang had more than just a set of natal characters!!

What blocks the thunder of Huanghuang Tianwei is the word "Tianxing", which is completely different from the vicissitudes of life! !

"It's impossible, it's impossible! No one can get two sets of natal words from the Holy Master at the same time! This is fake, yes! This is absolutely fake!!"

In the heart lake of the Confucian sages today, the temple of literature built with learning and sage books is trembling incessantly, and the natal character of Fang Liang is a word of essence that even he can't reach!

Or two groups!

Jealousy burned, but at least the sane Confucian Confucian Temple of Literature sage still has it, he waved his hand to disperse the Huanghuang Tianwei, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, but still trembled a little and said: "Knowing mistakes can improve the great way, Fang Liang, if you stop at this moment, there will definitely be a place for you in the Temple of Literature in the Jixia School Palace, even if it is me, the merit of the Sage of the Temple of Literature, can also be given to you!"

The young man wearing the hibiscus crown and the middle-aged man dressed as a soldier and martial artist were greatly surprised when they heard this, and they were able to make the sage of the Confucian Temple of Jixia Xuegong say such a courteous corporal, and he was willing to give up his authority to win over, and he was worthy of being a figure in the same vein as the old Xiucai.

When Fang Liang heard this, he laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, if the two of us were greedy for authority, now in the Temple of Literature in the Jixia School Palace, there would have been a place for me, but when my master entered the Temple of Literature and asked in his heart, I would have already cut off the idea of authority!"

The sage of the Confucian Temple of Jixia Xuegong fell silent when he heard the words, when the old Xiucai asked in his own heart, he was removed from the Confucian Temple, and even the idol of the old Xiucai continued to squeeze out the Confucian Temple for the younger generations, and now he is enshrined in the Confucian Temple with this authority, which is really asking for trouble.

If he can reach the realm of Fang Liang, who will put those powers in his eyes, as long as Fang Liang is willing, he is afraid that the power of the Great Sacrifice Wine of the Jixia School Palace will also be vacated for him.

In this case, the words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

The power of Huanghuang Tianwei has come again, and it is even more powerful than the last time!

In Longchang Town, there are very few people who can be lucky enough to watch this brilliant Tianwei saint, but Wang Yuanbao is one of them.

In the past, Mr. Fang, who was humble and gentlemanly, was such a character, compared to the martial arts alliance leader in those dramas, the co-master of the cultural context was even more magnificent.

Wang Yuanbao looked up, Mr. Fang was in his heart, like the moon in his heart, the lamp in front of him, and now he was looking up not only at Mr. Fang, but more, but it was still a dream.

A dream to reach the top of the world.

If the sloppy Heavenly Monarch Grandmaster Xie installed a river and lake in Wang Yuanbao's heart, then what Mr. Fang installed in his heart was the top of the mountain and the world, and the two together are the world.

The old man with golden eyebrows seemed to see what Wang Yuanbao was thinking, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger, the variable that Fang Liang asked for, and the person he bet on, it was indeed this variable!

Bang!

It is like the sound of thunder rolling between heaven and earth, but it is more dull than the sound of thunder falling to the ground!

The faces of the three saints have changed greatly, but the luck traction between the ministries is no longer the luck operation, but the real buoyant traction of the ministry! !

At this moment, among the various dynasties of Kyaukjiao Continent and Nanzhan Continent, there is a panic like the sky falling apart, even if it is not the earth moving, but such a terrifying situation has not been seen for thousands of years.

The major forces that were originally hidden in the mountain villages rose up one after another.

War is inevitable.

Above the ocean, the waves parted.

Although Wei Pingsheng had seen many big scenes, the power of the merger of these two continents still shocked his mind.

Heaven and earth are slow at this moment, and the flow of time seems to be stopping at this moment, waiting for the reunion of the two continents that have been divided for a hundred years.