Chapter 570: The Saint is angry and the world changes

For the game of Xintiandi, each family has its own account to calculate, whether it is a hundred monks, a ghost king in the underworld, or a demon clan, they can only lament in vain that the foundation of themselves and others in the world is still too shallow.

I can't get good luck in the human world, how can I go to Xintiandi to take advantage of luck, this Xintiandi is still in the hands of the people of the three sects, and they are now struggling in the human world, Xintiandi has no way at all.

Buddhism is ironclad, and the confluence of the two veins of Taoism is even more dominated by Dao Erlang, who has the highest killing power, so what else can this knife do in addition to attacking Confucianism.

Only by dragging down Confucianism and giving up this part of the luck that should belong to Confucianism can these forces hope to occupy a position in Xintiandi.

But how can the far-reaching Holy Gate be so short-sighted, the strength of the underworld and the demon clan is not weak, but to gain a firm foothold in the world, the first thing is to embed their respective ways into the way of this world, so that they can plot, but the Holy Gate does not need to, this is their greatest reliance.

You still need to struggle in the world, Bai Yi and Zhao Jing have already taken the abacus to a new world.

There is only one thing to do, the three religions in the world can be avoided, but the three religions of Xintiandi must be Buddhism, Taoism and the Holy Gate.

As for Confucianism, it is already fortunate to be able to get out of the mess of the world, not to take the classics of governing the world as their own responsibility, not to have the world in mind for the benefit of the people, then continue.

If you give up the human world, how can you talk about gaining a foothold in Xintiandi, and the avenue is not in harmony.

Therefore, the Holy Gate will pull a handful of Confucianism at a critical time, and continue to point the spearhead of all forces in this human realm at the giant elephant of Confucianism, and those ants will continue to encroach, and one day they will be consumed clean, and only a skeleton will remain.

The calculations between each other are complicated, and some things should not be put on the table to be clear, but they all know why each other will do this.

So what Bai Yi said to Ji Gongdan is such a truth, you sword immortal families are on the thighs of the demon clan, you want to take the opportunity to take advantage of it, it is not welcome for the Holy Gate, and you want to completely suppress Confucianism, sorry, this is not our plan.

Ji Zhong held Xuanyuan in his hand and shouted angrily: "It is said that you Baiyi is the most worthy of the pride of heaven in the world, and you have to hear the Great Dao when Confucianism is the most beautiful, but you build the Great Dao again, I want to see how it is great, in the world, the most lethal power is the Great Sword Immortal." ”

The sword moves, and the literary qi also moves, even if the sage master tries his best to drive the Yandi Dongtian to suppress the tumbling Confucian literary qi, but he can't catch it.

The Xuanyuan Natal Zhenwen of the Ancient Four Immortal Swords is a natural overwhelm over Confucianism, when the Holy Ancestor and the Great Dao joined the Dao, forced to suppress the Ji clan helplessly, and let the Zhenwen be renamed Xuanyuan, so that the ancient surname Ji has been reduced to the ancient sinners to guard the Dingjun Mountain, which is actually the biggest obstacle for Confucianism to remove the Great Dao.

It's just a pity that the descendants are not good, resulting in the excellent situation of Confucianism and the deep family background to become as miserable as it is today.

If there is anyone in today's Confucianism who can continue to suppress Zhenwen Jian, it is really impossible to find out.

However, Ji Chong's sword was still the same as before, when the sword qi emerged, a water mirror reappeared in front of the sword qi, and the sword qi was devoured completely, and finally the mirror was shattered, and the sword qi was gone.

Back then, in Yulong Pass, Zhao Jing's cultivation made all the immortals involved in this battle unable to touch the depths, as early as countless years ago, Cao Guanru, who had the highest sword qi in the world, was defeated and convinced, and now, no one can say why Zhao Jing's cultivation has reached.

So Zhao Jing's most respected Bai Yi, what kind of height his cultivation has reached, is even more unpredictable.

But looking at Ji Chong, who was holding one of the four immortal swords, returned from the sword twice in vain, you can get a glimpse of one or two, whether it is Zhao Jing or Bai Yi, the cultivation of these two people is more than the suppression of the ten realms in the world.

Perhaps it is more terrifying than Li Qinglian, the three saints whose swordsmanship is higher than the sky, because even Li Qinglian and Yu Ya can not see through the subtlety of Bai Yi's trick Mirror Flower Water Moon Great Divine Power, you must know that Yu Ya has already reached the half-step Merge Dao realm in the outer heavens, and it is only half a step away from the ancestor of the Three Sects.

Master Wensheng, who had not shown up all this time, finally couldn't sit still in the Temple of Literature, shook the wine jug, walked out, and sighed, "The pride of the sky, the two atmospheric fortunes are gathered in one, and the Tao of Baiyi is very different from the Tao of the world today." ”

said something that made everyone gasp.

Yu Ya tilted his head and said, "Old man, what do you mean by this? Could it be that this kid Baiyi has gone farther than me? ”

Master Wen Sheng sighed: "Stinky boy, your path is different from his, you can't imitate it if you want to, you have read a few more books in your stomach, you always went to the old man Bai to hang around, you can beat Bai Yi? ”

Yu Ya suddenly cried with a sad face, indeed, he was a little older than Bai Yi, when the old man was spurned by Confucianism, the Wensheng lineage was almost extinct in the world, he was the sword that went off the edge and refined the sword spirit of the meritorious divine soldier as his own natal spirit, in a vain attempt to walk out of a road that no one had walked out of before.

Of course, he also got through, flew to the heavens and outer heavens, climbed all the way to the peak of the twelve realms, from the realm of seeking the Tao to the half-step realm of the Dao realm, and the road was smooth sailing, but it was this last half step, and he couldn't step out for so many years.

Isn't this situation the same as the co-owner of the demon clan, Qing Ze, and the two ancestors of Taoism, half a step away, like a moat.

It is also because of this that Yu Ya will break his wrist and give up his sword qi to go to the world again, hoping to break through the bottleneck of the half-step Dao realm in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that Bai Yi had already taken a step ahead and had already paved the road to heaven for himself.

The great witch of the demon clan, Bei Siqiu, asked, "Bai Yi, do you really want to stand up for Confucianism, the plan of the Holy Gate is not small, do you really want to erect us as enemies?"

Bai Yi smiled freely, "The rise of the Holy Gate is the enemy of the whole world, so why don't you have more demon clans." ”

Yu Zhaoqing shouted softly, "Bai Yi!"

Bai Yi turned his head and smiled warmly, "You and I have been Taoist couples for many years, even if the Great Dao is not in harmony, you Yu Zhaoqing will always be my woman, and no one in this world can make a move on you." ”

Domineering, even in the face of Confucian sages, the great sword immortal with killing power, he Bai Yi has the confidence to say such a thing.

However, at this time, ripples appeared again on the canopy of the Confucian Confucian Temple.

This time the movement was even bigger.

A majestic voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"If you are not a filial son, Zhaoqing is dragged down by you, what is the words of the husband!

The golden light is shining, and the weather is myriad.

The saint was angry, and the world changed color.