Inventory scene: The sword comes to cut through the thirty-three heavens

Chapter 109 Slashes the Heavens with the Spirit of Grandeur!!

The Most Holy Prophet slowly ascended the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, the bronze sword was emitting a sonorous sword sound.

The Most Holy Prophet immediately grasped the sword that had been slashed to heaven by the emperors of all generations.

He had in mind the memories of three generations of emperors.

From the rise of the human race, to the opening of the heavens, to the king of the gods.

Scene after scene, like a movie, came to his mind.

Similarly, this tragic picture is once again displayed in the eyes of everyone in Kyushu.

The people of Kyushu Continent immediately felt an endless anger in their hearts.

The hardships of the human race through the ages are presented one scene after another.

Those images of the gods and the slaves and humiliating the Terran people pierced deep into their hearts.

“Damn the gods!”

“Kill kill kill!”

However, the picture flashed, and he returned to the Most Holy Prophet again.

The Most Holy Prophet is in front of the sword, and his eyes are full of eyes!

Everyone held their breath and looked expectant!

Does the Holy Master want to cut down the heavens?

He was a man of letters, how to cut down the heavens?

Not used for the ancient and modern talents of the past generations, the Most Holy Prophet is more of a literati atmosphere.

Although his martial arts were equally high, he was much worse than the human emperors who had killed the heavens in previous generations.

Since the advent of the Fengshen Era, the Terrans have fallen into civil strife, unification, and then continue the cycle of conquest.

The prosperity of the Terran race brought about by the King of Lu’s Heavenly Harvest was gradually exhausted.

The Kyushu continent has once again fallen into the era of ancient exhaustion.

People looked at the picture in the golden list, and they were extremely eager to see a human emperor appear again, leading the human race and destroying the whole country.

It’s just a pity that for three lifetimes, they are constantly calming down the civil strife and then splitting.

Now the Most Holy Prophet is once again standing on this mountain.

Will he cut the sky?

Yingzheng looked at the Most Holy Ancestor in the sky and couldn’t help but ask in a low voice.

“Holy Master, will you cut down the heavens?”

Gai Nie then bent down and replied.

“The minister thinks it should.”

Win Zheng then asked.

“Now that this is no longer the time of humanity and prosperity, how should the Most Holy Prophet cut down the heavens?”

Gainey was then silent, not knowing how to answer.

Li Shimin asked Yuan Tiangang.

“Do you think the Most Holy Prophet will cut down the heavens?”

The latter led slightly, and said in a loud voice.

“Yes.”

Li Shimin asked again.

“How is he going to cut down the heavens?”

Yuan Tiangang was stunned at first, and then shook his head.

“Wei Chen is stupid and can’t think of it.”

Hearing this, Li Shimin sighed.

“You know astronomy from above, geography from below, and you are proficient in the five elements of yin and yang.”

“Even you can’t guess how the Most Holy Prophet is going to cut down the heavens?”

The latter fell to one knee, his voice tinged with a hint of shame.

“Wei Chen is incompetent, and he looks down on the punishment.”

Li Shimin waved his hand slightly, and then walked out of the palace.

“Most Holy Master, how do you cut down the heavens?”

Everyone in the Kyushu mainland was puzzled.

Just when they were puzzled, the Most Holy Prophet sat down slowly.

The bronze sword was right behind him, suspended in the air.

Immediately, the Most Holy Prophet closed his eyes.

When the people of the Kyushu Continent saw this scene, they were even more puzzled.

“What is this for? Epiphany? ”

“Huh? How to sit down, how to cut the sky. ”

Just in the doubts of the people, the heavens and the earth, the wind and clouds change.

Winter to autumn comes.

In the blink of an eye, it’s three years.

The Most Holy Prophet sat at the top of the mountain for three years.

Suddenly, he slowly got up.

Heaven and earth, with the aura gathered into pen and ink paper.

The aura in the hands of the Most Holy Prophet was sparkling, and the pieces of the world’s articles were completely natural.

The entire mountain was enveloped by the Confucian aura.

Between heaven and earth, the shadow of the Most Holy Prophet appeared in the hearts of all those who read books.

On the mountain peaks, constantly writing articles.

Everyone on the Kyushu Continent was shocked to see this scene.

Kong Yingda saw this picture that had never appeared before, and couldn’t help but exhale.

“My Confucian Haoran Qi can do the same.”

“Worthy of my Confucian ancestors.”

Du Fu looked at the Confucian Haoran Qi that filled the sky in the picture, and his breathing became gradually heavy.

“This, is this really something that reading can do?”

Li Bai looked at the wolf in his hand, read the article in front of him, and shredded it.

“What bullshit stuff to write.”

Then drink a jug of wine and sing loudly.

Everyone looked at the picture in the sky in amazement.

The moral articles are getting more and more, and the momentum of the most important teachers is also rising.

Gradually, those Confucians turned into a sword shadow…

With the increase of Haoran Qi, the sword shadow also gradually tended to materialize.

Like the bronze sword, it slashed into the sky.

Seeing this, the crowd was stunned.

“What? Is it really necessary to kill the heavens with Confucian arrogance? ”

Win Zheng’s pupils flashed with shock.

“Can the Most Holy Prophet really do it?”

Gai Nie couldn’t hide his shock and couldn’t help but be stunned.

“This, this is a bit too much to hear.”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well, worthy of the Most Holy Prophet.”

“Confucianism is mighty and slashes the sky, and this is also the first time in the world.”

“Let’s see if it can be done.”

Li Shimin had already risen from his throne, and his eyes were full of expectation.

In the midst of everyone’s doubts, the Most Holy Prophet slowly swung the sword in his hand.

The bronze sword accompanied him, emitting a pleasant sword sound.

And then the heavens and the earth seemed to be cut off by a glimmer of light, and countless aura was under the wine.

One after another dark clouds converged, just like the first human emperor, and the countless lightning bolts that Hong was facing converged from the dark clouds.

From the sky, suddenly split.

The Confucian Haoran Qi had already condensed on that bronze sword.

In the face of the overwhelming thunderstorm, the Most Holy Prophet slowly closed his eyes.

The smile that rose from the corners of his mouth indicated that he was extremely satisfied.

In the void, the roar of the Divine Clan resounded through the clouds.

“, this is not Reiki, what is it?”

“It is impossible, how could the Terrans have such a existence, and even be able to cut the seal again?”

“Damn, the Terrans dared to resist.”

When everyone on the Kyushu Continent saw this scene, they couldn’t close their mouths.

Kong Yingda burst into tears.

“Ancestors, ancestors opened the heavens for our human race, and they are really models for my generation.”

Li Bai threw the wine jug in his hand high into the sky, pointed his sword at the sky and said.

“Hahaha, my human race is mighty and powerful, and I can cut the heavens.”

“Can you try the sword in my hand?”

Wang Yangming bowed respectfully in the direction of the Most Holy Prophet.

“The Most Holy Ancestor of My Terran Race actually slashed the heavens with great might.”

Just when everyone was feeling overwhelmed, the picture of the gold list suddenly moved eight…