Rushing to the sky, a white gold light soared into the sky. The outside world shook the void, as if a huge force had shocked everything in all directions.

In the distance, on the battlefield of the two holes, the battle also stopped.

Hei Dong quickly filled, the space gradually stabilized, and slowly burst out of the two people in the battlefield.

In the Peacock Feather Avenue, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Kong Xuan's mouth, and his face was pale, but his fierce face remained unchanged, even if his whole body was severely injured, he still stared at Confucius, and then slowly looked at the sky above the Cupola Palace.

Within Hongru Avenue, Confucius's clothes were also damaged in some places again, but from the point of view of his proud bearing, the injuries suffered by Confucius were still very small.

Saints, ancestral immortals, are still saints are a cut above them, even if Kong Xuan is already so strong, he is still inferior to saints.

Confucius looked at the platinum avenue in the distance, his fists clenched slightly.

Zhun Ti was reborn?

You must know that in his own calculations, Zhun Ti's eighteen-armed and three-eyed golden body has been completely ruined! How can he turn over when his life is broken? It is precisely because of this that Confucius allowed the Bodhi Ancestor to merge with the Golden Body Dharma, and no one could fill that gap, even a saint.

But in front of you?

Confucius calculated a little and immediately knew what was going on!

Is it the guy named Zhong Shan?

With a wave of anger in his heart, Confucius looked at Zhong Shan.

"Humph!"

A cold snort.

A huge aura goes straight to Zhongshan.

"Stop!" Hao Meili suddenly exclaimed.

With a stroke of his hand, a page of book paper appeared in the void, and that page of book paper suddenly blocked in front of Zhong Shan, which was the paper of the book of life and death.

"Bang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A stream of air blew through both sides of Zhong Shan, and Hao Meili also took more than a dozen steps backwards, and was finally blocked by Zhong Shan. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Confucius in the distance with hatred in his eyes.

"Kong Qiu" cursed a Xiao junior, you really pulled your face!"

A soft voice suddenly sounded in the void, "The voice is not high, but it is strangely spread to the ears of everyone in the four corners of heaven and earth."

It was the Bodhi Ancestor who spoke, no, it was no longer the Bodhi Ancestor at the moment.

In the platinum avenue, his face is still that of Bodhi Ancestor, but the clothes on his body have changed from white sè to platinum sè, with a faint metallic luster, and his eyes have become much sharper, staring at Confucius in the distance, stepping out, blocking the front of the Cupola Palace.

"Zhun Ti old horseman, you are really alive!" Kong Xuan's face suddenly showed a hint of joy.

"Zhun Ti!" Confucius said in a deep voice.

In the Platinum Avenue, Zhun Ti, who had been reborn, nodded at Kong Xuan, and then looked at Confucius again.

The face of the cupola temple moved slightly. Master, has his own ancestor become a former saint? Zhun Ti Saint? Although the holy position is no longer there, Sun Shen still knows how powerful the former saint is. Zhong Shan saw it clearly just now, Zhun Ti, his face was still clearly visible, and he had a clear face like Taishang. Except for the reborn ones.

Zhun Ti looked at Confucius while moving his fingers slightly. After some calculations, Zhun Ti exhaled slightly.

"The world has changed so much!" Zhun Ti sighed slightly.

"Zhun Ti, you want to stop me?" Confucius said in a deep voice.

"Now retreat, I can pretend I didn't see anything!" Zhun Ti said lightly.

Confucius was entangled for a while, and this should have been said by himself.

"The saints of the previous generation, show yourself in front of people, aren't you afraid of the days of investigation?" Confucius said in a deep voice.

Zhun Ti smiled and said, "For the number of days, I understand it better than you!"

Zhun Ti said very loudly, "But he has that qualification, Confucius is a saint, the closest kind of person to the number of days, but in terms of understanding of the number of days, Confucius is obviously not as good as Zhun Ti" At least Confucius did not have the courage to change the number of days!

"Whew!"

Zhun Ti stepped out and appeared on Kong Xuan's side, looking at Kong Qiu, "Look at Kong Xuan again."

"You've regressed!" Zhun Ti said lightly.

Zhun Ti said to Kong Xuan, and after Zhun Ti finished speaking, "The countless guests of the Cupola Hall were silent for a while, Kong Xuan retreated? Is it really fake? Kong Xuan was so strong just now, he actually regressed? What was it like before?"

"There are some things that I haven't retrieved yet, so naturally I don't have the power I had when I fought with you back then!" Kong Xuan said directly.

Zhun Ti nodded, looked at Confucius and said: "Go back, you know the current situation, Confucianism and Taoism are not your originality, you also slowly comprehended Confucianism and Taoism from imitating Zhou Li, I also understand Confucianism, with me, you can't get benefits, even if Kong Xuan and I can't keep you, you have to pay a heavy price, you know, there are too many ancestral immortals staring at your holy position in this world, once you fight with the two of us to the death, the price you pay will be unbearable."

Kong Xuan frowned on the side, but he opened his mouth, and Kong Xuan did not continue to speak. There must be plans to mention yourself in this.

Confucius looked at the two of them and said lightly: "Do you know who you are talking to? You are still qualified to command me after being removed from the holy throne?"

Zhun Ti stared at Confucius, his eyes were slightly cold, and said, "Come out, your breath is too familiar, how can you hide it from me?"

After Zhun Ti finished speaking, a large number of guests in the Cupola Hall frowned slightly, what did Zhun Ti mean? Who else was hidden around? Even Kong Xuan was hidden?

"Suddenly!"

A white light flashed in the sky, and another terrifying aura pressed down. That aura was full of domineering. It makes people's hearts tremble.

Another man in white suddenly appeared on the edge of Hongru Avenue.

"Is it the Heavenly Saint?" Hao Meili cried out while still lying in Zhong Shan's arms.

The sky, the man's face was blurred, and an aura that was not weaker than Confucius emanated from him. It is the Heavenly Saint who broke into the heavenly court not long ago!

Two saints?

Xianyang Shengdu has really become a gathering place for big people. There were two saints at once, and they all seemed to be enemies.

"Now, who has retreated?" said Confucius, in a deep voice.

Zhun Ti looked at Mitian with a little solemnity, and then shook his head and said, "Mitian, it seems that Hongjun is right, you have completely become a lackey of the days." ”

The Heavenly Saint was not angry, but looked up and down Zhun Ti and said: "I know that it is inviolable, but I rush up like a moth to a fire to send it to death, I think there is a problem with the seven of you." Possessing the supreme karmic position of heaven and earth is still not satisfied? Ignorance!"

Above the Cupola Field.

The hearts of the guests have long been attracted by the big people in the distance, because the game of these big people can decide their own death. But now that there are two saints, what should I do? Zhong Shan also looked at it solemnly, occasionally glanced at Win, and found that Win's expression was unmoved, still staring at Confucius as he did just now, and even ignoring the sudden arrival of the Heavenly Sage.

What are you waiting for to win?

PS: This chapter is less, the head of the chess watch is a little dizzy, sleep for a while, and make up for the lack of this one in the next one. By the way, thank you for the friends who have rewarded you in the past few days, thank you!