"Uncle Baili, didn't you fall when you attacked the saint, how could you appear here, and besides, you are still helping to abuse! Father God taught this kind of practice, but the common people fell into boundless disaster, don't you know the way?" As soon as this old Confucian appeared, Zhong Qing, who was originally struggling to kill, was taken aback and let out an unbelievable roar.

Hearing Zhong Qing's title, Mo Ke suddenly felt a pang in his heart, he had talked to Zhong Qing before, and knew that he was one of the few great masters of Confucianism today, and the strength of the Confucian powerhouse who could be made by him as his uncle could be imagined, and Zhong Qing even said in his words that this hundred miles of spring and autumn had impacted the saint, and it must be the existence of the peak level of the pseudo-saint!

"Hey Zhongqing, I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation, my generation of scholars, save righteousness, Ming Liuhe, know demons and ghosts, reach gods, gentlemen and promises, a hundred deaths, Confucian saints are only afraid of falling, I must cut off my own mustard as soon as possible, and become a saint, otherwise, I am worried about Confucianism, and the common people are worried! I have preserved enough fire in the Cuiguang Liangyi lamp, the five decays of heaven and man are coming, even if there is no god and demon catastrophe at this moment, the common people are also in the catastrophe. Zhong Qing, my good intentions, do you understand?" Baili Chunqiu's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, giving people a vast masculine taste.

Baili Spring and Autumn appeared out of thin air, it should have been hidden here before, and the back hand of the poor appeared at this time, blocking the front of the poor and confronting Moke.

"Poof!"

It seemed that his mind was disturbed by the words of Baili Chunqiu, Zhong Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, the Xingren pen in his hand moved, and the dragon swung its tail to draw a series of mysterious runes, each rune was full of strength and sharp breath, and every stroke seemed to be a divine dragon, a mountain and river dragon vein, containing the majestic artistic conception of the earth, suffocating, impacting the opponent.

"Confused! Uncle Baili, you failed to impact the saint, and you were invaded by the primordial demons, and you didn't wake up quickly! My Confucianism pays attention to righteousness, morality, order, and benevolence, and you connived at the gods and demons to kill the common people, this is a great disaster!" Zhong Qing shouted, a majestic voice in his throat burst out, like a spring thunder, stinging all things, vitality sprouted, between heaven and earth, it seems that everywhere is the grand sound of Confucianism to educate the creatures of heaven and earth, ancient, pure, this is the essence of Confucianism.

Shaking his head, Baili Chunqiu had a strange expression on his face, as if he was sad and happy, and said in a rock-like tone, "Zhong Qing, there is no impact on the saint, you never know how terrifying and difficult it is, and it is simply not worth mentioning to cut off the two corpses of good and evil! Confucianism, born in the mundane, is a group of real knowledge of the great wisdom of the great wisdom of the creation, Confucianism with some chances, occupy the supreme position of my Confucianism, but never acted, this time I watched a divine object, sure that he is about to fall, if I do not break through, my Confucianism will be like Mount Tai crushing eggs, dangerous!"

It is rumored that when a Confucian powerhouse cultivates to become a saint, his soul will evolve into the Heavenly Heart Saint Realm, creating all kinds of wisdom and all kinds of morality. Educate all things and open up the wisdom of all things.

"Baili Chunqiu, take action quickly, and expel this little bald donkey for me! You and our brother's gentleman, do you have to regret it? We didn't ask for anything, and we didn't order you to kill innocents, just expel them!" A thoughtful voice came, slowly closing his eyes, and continuing to support the operation of the black hole.

"Amitabha Buddha can't wait! Every moment, there are gods and demons intruding into the desolate places, setting off monstrous disasters, and they must be contained!" Moko was anxious and made up his mind in an instant.

"Amitabha Buddha Baili Benefactor, please get out of the way, otherwise, the little monk is going to make a move!" The tone was firm, and Mo Ke drummed the three-life Buddha power in his body, revealing his attitude.

With a faint smile on his face, Baili Chunqiu didn't seem to have any hostility towards Moko, he smiled bitterly, and said helplessly, "This little master of Buddhism, you better push it away, and leave with Zhong Qing and the demon clan pseudo-saint, don't worry, I'm here, and the six pseudo-saints of the Father God Sect will not embarrass you." ”

"Amitabha is offended!"

Although Mo Ke has no hostility towards this hundred miles of Spring and Autumn Festival, but the two have different positions, in order to curb this situation as soon as possible, Mo Ke can only make a move and repel the other party! According to the meaning of Hongjun Ancestor, the aura of Dao Confinement can only last for half an hour, once it is lifted, the Lack of Virtue Dao People and Zhong Qing will not be able to stop the six False Saints at all, and at that time, it will be even more difficult.

Stepping on the lotus flower, Moko's body blooms with a bright white-gold Buddha light, eternal and immeasurable, with an incomparably warm, but above the ten thousand Buddhas, the real Lord of all Buddhas-like taste.

"Boom!"

Moko had a kind of great compassion on his face, and the three thousand Buddhist scriptures were flowing in his heart, based on the Ten Thousand Buddhas and Three Lives Sutra, he hit it with one palm, not as if it were a palm, but it was far stronger than it was countless times stronger.

This palm contains the most ancient essence of Buddhism.

This palm is full of a kind of reincarnation of life and death.

This palm penetrates the essence of all the rules of the avenue.

This palm is immeasurably merciful.

When the true essence of the Buddha is condensed, the essence of Moko's Buddha Yuan Force is determined, penetrating all the mysteries, with great compassion, reincarnation for hundreds of millions of years without change, and transcending cause and effect in cause and effect.

With Moko's palm, suddenly his palm bloomed with immeasurable Buddha light, and he couldn't see the moves of his palm at all, only the Buddha's light was vast and invincible, shaking the sun, moon and stars, shaking the heavens and the earth and the universe, and the powerful force made all the brilliance eclipsed, immeasurable light, no supreme light!

"Awesome! Good and evil corpses, on!"

The Confucian robe was sprinkled, Baili Spring and Autumn was shocked, and he shouted, and the tortoise shell in his palm was thrown, suspended above his head, and a faint halo was sprinkled to protect him. At the same time, in a flash, his body had turned into three figures, one wearing a moon-white Confucian robe, the other wearing a pitch-black Confucian robe, and his expression was also a kind and a serious, respectively good corpse and evil corpse.

"The Great Righteous Fist of the Mean!"

The good corpse drank loudly, the spine was straight, there was a kind of edification of the people, the peace of the world, the eternal foundation of the big mind, a punch, the fist like the most upright immortal mountain descended, the mighty Gangqi, like a mountain-like generation, the vast white gas, the sky and the polar earth, turned into an endless supreme avenue, Confucianism, oppression, terrifying.

Mean, righteousness, these are Confucianism in the people must abide by, trance, with his punch, it seems that a great world emerges on the fist, for its blessing infinite strength, indestructible, the great world is everywhere is a fire cooking oil, splendid prosperity, the common people are in a kind of great pleasure, the sound of reading aloud is endless, a respect for the Confucian strong high-crowned strange clothes, ancient incomparable, speaking of the true essence of Confucianism, so that the whole world is in a kind of righteousness, great gifts, great order.

Confucianism was born in order to create peace for all generations, and all evil demons, all strife, and all evil thoughts were purged when they met the ultimate nemesis.

At the same time, the evil corpse also shot, and there was an extra simple long sword in the palm, the sword was divided into two sides, one side was a strange ancient pictograph, one side was a bird-shaped text, and the hilt of the sword was a beast head, like a dragon not a dragon, like a unicorn not a unicorn, and the sword body was branded with flowers, birds, fish and insects, farming and animal husbandry, with a kind of integrity, courage, wisdom, and beautiful atmosphere.

Obviously a wicked corpse with a serious expression, but with this sword in his hand, his temperament suddenly changed, and he seemed to be the embodiment of justice, integrity, integrity, protection, and grace. A mass of Dagang circulated above the long sword, heroic and righteous, and the great gang reached the middle, violently erected, suppressing all evils.

"The country is breaking mountains and rivers, and our generation should be self-reliant!"

The long sword is swayed, and the sword moves are shrouded down, containing joys and sorrows, bitterness and sorrow, life and death sorrows, Jin Ge Iron Horse, the rise and fall of thousands of autumns, the mountains and rivers are broken, turned into the wind, dancing with the wind, under a sword, upside down, the vicissitudes of life, are all changing.