Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present instantly understood what Xuan Miao meant. He had taken a fancy to Ci Song's talent and wanted to invite Ci Song to join the Immortal Clan.

"I, Ci Song, were born in Tianyuan and grew up in Tianyuan. I should fight for Tianyuan, even if I die, I will not hesitate."

Ci Song's words were so sonorous and powerful that all Tianguan literati felt their blood boiling.

"Okay, well said!"

"Brother Ci Song, we are willing to advance and retreat together with you!"

For a time, there was a burst of agreement throughout the pass, and the morale of all Tianguan literati was once again inspired by Ci Song's words.

"This is the kindness of my immortal clan. You must not appreciate it."

Xuan Miao's face gradually turned cold. He didn't expect that Ci Song would reject him. You know, there were countless people in the entire Chaos World who wanted to join the Immortal Clan, but this kid in front of him didn't even think about it. 's refused.

"Kindness? As the saying goes, the kindness of childbearing can be repaid by cutting off the finger, and the kindness of raising can be repaid by cutting off the head. What kind of kindness does the Chaos Immortal Palace in your mouth do to me?"

Ci Song's rebuttal left Xuan Miao speechless for a moment, while the Tianguan literati applauded one after another. They looked at Ci Song's back with admiration in their eyes.

"Humph, since you are so stubborn, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

Xuan Miao snorted coldly. He moved, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards Ci Song. He swung the giant ax in his hand, bringing up a golden ax shadow, blocking all Ci Song's retreat.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Ci Song Yiran was not afraid. With a movement of his body, he turned into a stream of light and faced Xuan Miao. The long stick in his hand was dancing, carrying terrifying power as he fought with Xuan Miao.

For a moment, two figures flashed rapidly outside the pass. Every time they collided, they made a deafening sound. The terrifying air waves centered on the two people and spread to the surroundings.

"Let's take action together, capture him, bring him back to the Immortal Palace, and make the palace masters punish themselves."

Another strong person from the Immortal Clan gave the order. Xuanwei and two other strong people from the Immortal Clan took the order and took action together to kill Ci Song.

"Junior Brother Ci, let me help you!"

Yan Wen, who was on top of the pass, just wanted to take action when Zhao Qing used his talents to stop him.

"If you go to the battlefield right now, not only will you not be able to help little friend Ci, you will become a burden."

After hearing the words of Guan Master Zhao Qing, Yan Wen stopped and looked at Ci Song, who was surrounded by four immortals on the battlefield, clenching his fists and his eyes full of worry.

"Junior brother, I know you are worried, but now, all we can do is believe in little friend Ci."

The fifth senior brother on the side patted Yan Wen's shoulder and said softly, "Moreover, with Xiaoyou Ci's fighting power, it is not difficult at all to face four immortals who essentially only have the fighting power of literary giants."

On the horizon in the distance, the light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the light of the spear, and the aura of the ax were constantly criss-crossing. Ci Song, with his own strength, fought against the four powerful immortals alone and did not fall behind.

"Damn it, why is this kid so difficult to deal with!"

Xuanwei was extremely depressed at this moment. He originally thought that with the strength of the four of them, he would be able to capture Ci Song. However, when they actually fought, he realized that the four of them could not defeat Ci Song at all.

"This child must not be kept!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xuan Miao's eyes. He moved and came to the side of the other three immortals. He whispered, "Three of you, this child's talent is too terrifying. If he is not eliminated today, he will become our immortal clan in the future." Big trouble."

"What does Brother Xuanmiao mean?"

"The four of us work together, using my body and your talents, to use the Dharma to capture and kill him!"

There was a deep chill in Xuan Miao's voice, which made the other three people shudder. They looked at Ci Song, who was still calm and calm under siege, with a hint of killing intent flashing in their eyes.

"Okay, let's join forces to kill this guy today!"

The four of them reached an agreement, and their bodies moved into a four-corner posture. Immortal energy surged from their bodies, and the terrifying aura made the void tremble continuously.

"boom!"

The auras on the four people suddenly surged, and a huge shadow condensed behind the four people. The shadow had its head in the sky and its feet in the Netherworld. It was like a god who came from ancient times, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

"Is this the Dharma Realm Heaven and Earth that Senior Brother mentioned?"

On the pass, Zhao Qing looked at the huge phantom with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Senior brother was defeated by this move back then, and now Xiaoyou Ci is alone facing the world of magic that the four of them worked together. .”

"Little friend Ci, can you block this move?"

Inside the pass, all the Tianguan scholars clenched their fists and their eyes were full of worry.

Ci Song looked up at the phantom of the god that was as big as a mountain, with a solemn look on his face. The phantom's face was as cold as frost, and its golden pupils exuded endless majesty. The whole body was golden, as if poured with gold, exuding a blazing and bright divine light. .

At this moment, He stretched out his huge palm, like a golden cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and took a photo!

"war!"

Ci Song's tongue burst with spring thunder, his rolling voice resounded throughout the world, and his fighting spirit surged into the sky. Faced with this palm that covered the sky, he actually launched a charge. The long stick in his hand suddenly surged, turning into a huge pillar reaching the sky, heading towards That golden giant palm struck hard!

"boom!"

There was a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth. The terrifying air wave was centered on the impact point and spread to the surroundings. The golden giant palm was trembling violently after being hit by Ci Song's stick, and was unable to make an inch forward.

"What!"

The expressions of Xuanmiao and the other three changed drastically. They had never thought that Ci Song could withstand the attack of the Dharma Realm that the four of them had launched together.

"This boy must die!"

The killing intent in Xuanmiao's eyes became stronger. He moved his body and merged with Xuanwei and the other two, turning into a golden light and merging into the phantom of the god.

"Ang!"

The phantom of the god looked up to the sky and howled, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, deafening. The divine light on his body surged, and his aura was stronger than before. His golden pupils were full of ruthlessness and indifference.

He stretched out his giant palm and slapped Ci Song again. This time, there were mysterious runes flashing on the golden giant palm, exuding a breath of destruction.

"The golden monkey raised his thousand-pound stick, and the jade sky cleared the dust for thousands of miles."

As soon as the words fell, Ci Song's body suddenly appeared with brilliant golden light, just like the dawn, thousands of rays of light gathered together. In a flash, he had transformed into a majestic golden giant ape, his shape was as majestic as a mountain, his roar pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks, and rushed straight into the sky, stirring up layers of sound waves, as if even the heaven and earth trembled.

In the hands of the giant ape, the glazed cloud-patterned golden rod stick, under the blessing of poetry, turned into a long stick with shining golden light and suspended in the air. The stick body was flowing with mysterious runes, containing the power to destroy the world.

It held the two sticks tightly, its eyes were like torches, and with a roar that shook the world, the giant ape swung the long stick and swept out with the momentum of opening up the world.

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