Several Confucian disciples hurriedly put their hands together, and typed out one by one Haoran golden characters, which could swallow the sword qi, resolve Kong Li's danger Xiao Chen sneered, slapped wildly with his big hands, and constantly rolled out the killing aura of silence, turning into a crazy sword qi to strangle Kong Li, Kong Li's golden book was already gloomy at this time, and there were thousands of holes on this strange treasure, although there was golden light and glass, but it was obviously not as good as before.

Kong Li trembled all over, obviously angry: "Xiao Chen, you thief, I will never die with you"

Continued to beat the golden book, one by one golden words continued to emerge, in the blink of an eye, the three thousand gorgeous words continued to twist and evolve, onlookers watched the disciples of the Great Sect know a lot of the origin of this method, one after another, one after another, a few aesthetic: "Three thousand golden words are decided." ”

At this time, Kong Li was like crazy, the golden book in his hand gradually lost its luster, but the three thousand words in the void became more and more grand, and faintly, it seemed that there were gods singing three thousand words.

Xiao Chen was also very nervous, and the law that could hook the vision was only a few in ancient times, and it was still in the hands of the supreme inheritance.

Confucianism deserves to be called a great religion. Three thousand golden words faintly flashed, turned into three thousand millimeters of light, and flew towards Xiao Chen.

Everyone in the audience shook their heads and sighed, fighting against spells that can hook visions can only be spells that can hook visions, obviously everyone is not optimistic about Xiao Chen.

Throughout the ages, for thousands of years, where are there so many supreme spells. It is already a great creation to be able to come out of it, and this "Three Thousand Golden Characters Haoran Decision" is an out-and-out Confucian supreme technique, and it is even said that Confucius taught the law on the ground, which has contributed to mankind. Given by heaven.

Although it cannot be verified, but the three thousand golden characters are determined to stand side by side with the highest magic of several great sects, the ancient great religion, not only has a profound heritage, rich resources, the most important thing is to master the supreme way, the supreme art, so it can stand for thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, and the changes of the moon do not change its status.

Even the little Taoist Ye Shuo and Lin Mei are extremely nervous, that kind of supreme law is really not a roadside goods, everyone has a copy, although Xiao Chen inherits the human emperor, but the inheritance of the human emperor is declining after all, and no one knows how much Xiao Chen has mastered the true inheritance of the human emperor.

Seeing that the three thousand millimeters of light had been wrapped around his body in the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen's heart tightened. These three thousand golden characters make people have a sense of inescapability, faintly chanting by the gods, and also contains a spiritual attack like the art of Buddhism.

Even extremely powerful, not as gentle as Buddhism, more royal arrogance, domineering and tough, is a kind of monarch wants his ministers to die, and his ministers have to die.

The heart is also empty, although the three volumes of the Taoist Sutra are wonderful, but they have not touched the vision, and there is no real bottom under the crotch.

At this time, there is no way to retreat, three thousand gold characters are like an eternal cage, drawing the ground as a prison, trapping one's body, and there is a kind of saint majesty permeating it, domineering and arrogant.

Xiao Chen's intuition was like falling into a bottomless abyss, and all struggles were in vain.

There is no way to retreat from the *, and the three thousand golden words are too domineering, killing every step. Xiao Chen's body was blurred with flesh and blood, and large swaths of flesh and blood were constantly torn apart.

The little Taoist priest was in a hurry, and was just about to kill him, but Lin Mei hurriedly stopped him and whispered: "Look again, I have an intuition that your big brother Xiao will be fine." ”

The little Taoist priest glared at Lin Mei hatefully, and looked at the battlefield silently. Kong Li was extremely crazy, his hair was scattered, his eyes were undisguised smug, and his mouth kept cursing.

"Xiao Chen, you're dead, you're dead"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, the human emperor has not achieved great results, but he is going to disappear here, which has to be said to be a pity.

Only a few Great Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. If the human emperor is a great man, he must look down on the human realm and Taoism, and say that he is the real human emperor, his majesty cannot be desecrated, and there is no supreme holy religion, and he will not pay homage to the emperor.

If Xiao Chen is really a great human emperor, where is there still the dignity of many sect leaders, in front of the human emperor, even the head of the great sect bows his head and bows his disciple salute.

This is thousands of years of reproduction in the world, generations of human emperors have made great contributions to the human race, each generation of human emperors corresponds to the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and was born in response to the catastrophe, and the dignity is unparalleled in reason.

However, many disciples of the Great Sect have always been like the emperor, and for some reason, there are more emperors, and they have to perform disciple salutes plainly. Where to endure it.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was about to be completely wiped out by the three thousand gold characters, everyone thought it was a foregone conclusion. Unexpectedly, things changed.

The three thousand golden characters are still domineering and majestic between the suppression of the void, shimmering and magnificent. But it became a dead thing as if it had lost its life, and it was no longer as aggressive as before, devouring the majesty of the imperial road, and the void was dead and silent.

Everyone's hearts are tight, three thousand golden characters die, once this supreme law is played, it will be as if it has its own life, the master will not die, and will never lose the spiritual surname.

Everyone looked at Kong Li busily, and they all gasped, it was too terrifying.

A large arrow that spanned the ancient and modern times passed through Kong Li's eyebrows and plunged straight into the back of his head, completely penetrating the entire head.

At this time, Xiao Chen, like a god emperor, pulled out a golden arrow, turned into a golden bow and pointed at the remaining disciples of Confucianism. The monstrous killing machine is not hidden.

In front of the gate of life, he finally realized dangerously and dangerously, no matter how majestic and domineering the three thousand golden words are, he will not leave the imperial road, there is no more noble imperial road in the world than the human emperor's road, and all the imperial road before the human emperor's road is destroyed.

The golden bow was originally a holy weapon of the human emperor, killing the surname Wushuang, it is by no means a simple drawing of the bow and the arrow, a thought, the bow is also an arrow, throughout the ancient and modern, endless years ago, in the hands of the human emperor can tear apart time and space to exterminate the enemies of the past and present lives.

Xiao Chen held the golden bow and looked down at the Confucian disciples, like looking down at a swarm of ants. He slowly spoke: "Today, it is said that the disciples of Confucianism will die, even if Confucius is resurrected, he will still die." ”

The rest of the Confucian disciples were shocked, and one of them shouted. "Xiao Chen, you are too arrogant, even if you are really the inheritance of the Human Emperor. ”

"But don't look at the current era. There are many religions, a hundred flowers are blooming, and they have already passed the supremacy of the emperor of the people. ”

Xiao Chen sneered: "Do you all think that the inheritance of the Human Emperor has declined?" slowly glanced at everyone.

Many of the Great Sect disciples were all hot-faced, but they still calmly pretended to be breezy and didn't care.

Xiao Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the rest of the Confucian disciples without saying a word.

The Confucian disciple who shouted just now was triumphant, and opened his mouth widely: "Xiao Chen, if you kill our young master, let's run for your life obediently, the human emperor has already declined, or rather, the human emperor body should not reappear in the world at all." ”

Xiao Chen held the golden bow and was about to make a move, but his hand couldn't help but slow.

"Who said that the inheritance of the human emperor is declining, and Confucianism?

A figure flashed in the void, stepping on bursts of ripples, and the entire Dragon King trembled, and in an instant, he flicked his fingers, and he was close to his eyes.

A blood-colored big hand directly crushed the remaining Confucian disciples, and bursts of blood rain and broken bones were sprinkled. A tall, bald-headed villain stood straight in the void, defying the many Sons.

Including Xiao Chen, the onlookers were all directly pumping cold air, killing gods, and pinching to death when they said they were pinched to death.

Lin Mei looked at the blood residue on the ground, leaned against Ye Shuo with trembling hands, and wanted to vomit with a pale face.

Only the little Taoist priest was full of excitement, looked at the bald head and sweat with admiration, and ignored Lin Mei pulling her clothes, and arched her hand towards the bald man with starry eyes, "This uncle, you can accept me." ”

As soon as Xiao Chen put away the golden bow, he didn't stand up and almost slipped down. The onlookers also looked at the little Taoist priest inexplicably, and then looked at the huge size of the bald man, and then looked at the little Taoist priest's delicate appearance, and shivered strangely, Lin Mei even shrank her hands, leaning on Xiao Chen's eyes to cry without tears.

The little Taoist priest scratched his head, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, and he was anxious: "I mean to ask this senior to accept me as a disciple, not what you think." He hurriedly waved his hands and defended to everyone.

The onlookers were noncommittal, but at this time, they saw that the curtain was falling, there was no good show to see, they all left in groups of threes, fours, twos and fives, the bald and evil men of the emperor, the disciples of Confucianism, and the three thousand golden words, but it was going to shock the whole human world, everyone was full of excitement, and there were new things to talk about.

The bald man rubbed his head with his big hand, glanced at the little Taoist priest strangely, and then smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm called Da Niu, not the predecessor you said, I'm about the same age as you."

Xiao Chen and the others were dumbfounded, the same big, the strength was so good, Xiao Chen looked at the big cow with a little surprise, but he saw a little bit of the doorway.

Hurriedly asked: "Da Niu, what are you cultivating is the way to break the law with strength?"

The little Taoist priest exclaimed: "This kind of method is rare, except for the oldest ones, it is almost impossible to find it in the human world." ”

The bald villain just grinned with white teeth, and his smile was ugly, Lin Mei shuddered, but the murderer just now was so shy. Then he looked at Xiao Chen and the little Taoist priest, and suddenly realized.

Xiao Chen looked at Lin Mei's strange appearance and asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

Lin Mei rolled her eyelids and opened the topic: "Don't stand on the street and chat like this, do you want others to appreciate your supreme demeanor." ”

The little Taoist priest muttered, "Do you think I don't know what you want to say?

How sharp the ears of the people were, although the little Taoist priest was muttering, every word fell into his ears.

Xiao Chen stroked his chin, approached Lin Mei ambiguously, and said in a low voice: "Little Niangpi, you have the most responsibility for this incident, I want to punish you well." ”

Lin Mei glanced at Xiao Chen, looked at his unscrupulous eyes, and suddenly became a little scared, and hurriedly said: "I didn't mean to, it's really not ,,,."

The little Taoist priest couldn't see Xiao Chen's ambiguous touch with Lin Mei, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"It's not intentional, it's intentional. ”

Squeezing his eyes at the bald man, although the bald man is a kind person, he is not stupid.

Immediately, the vicious urn said angrily: "My favorite thing to eat is such a little lady skin with fine skin and tender meat, I don't like braised meat, it is steamed, swallowed in one bite, I don't need to digest it, that taste." Then his mouth swelled, and his tongue kept rolling back and forth.

Lin Mei really couldn't figure out the temper of these god-killing gods, all of them were extremely weird, and they couldn't really swallow the steaming alive. Frightened, he took a few steps back.

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