Library of Heaven’s Path

The name of Kong Shiyao, he heard many people have said that the most powerful enchanting of the philosophers, the cultivation of talents, have reached the top, it is said that compared with him, it is not weak.

At first, I thought that Luo Ruo was the other party, and later I learned that there is no relationship between the two.

Before it was just famous, standing in front of you, you can't help but look carefully.

Sure enough, like the legendary [m.], not only beautiful, flawless, but also has a unique temperament, such as immortal, let people take a glance, it is difficult to extricate themselves.

Luo Ruoqi comes with a cold taste, and no one is disturbed, it is not easy to get close to him; and in front of him, there is a kind of convincing and willing to follow the temperament, even if you only see one side, you can throw it off Blood.

"Severe masters, even if they don't talk, stand in the same place, they can't help but attract everyone's attention, and don't distract people... This Kong Shiyao obviously has this unique temperament, it should be the blood of Confucius. The reason..."

Zhang hanging darkly nodded.

It’s not a descendant of Confucius. It’s unusual to look at it at a glance.

As for repairing, this Kong Shiyao, like himself, is the perfection of the immortality, and has not broken through to the ancient holy level, but the infuriating in the body gives people a heavy sense, including without firing, real combat power, than I am afraid that I am not weak at all.

Along the way, I saw it for the first time, and the same level and strength is similar to myself.

"Since you know that you are a descendant of Confucius, you should understand that the responsibility on the shoulders, we can sacrifice, you... no!" Yan Qing Gu Sheng shook his head.

"The future of Confucius, not afraid of sacrifice!"

Kong Shiyao’s eyes are firm: “I have the most thorough blood flow from the Confucius, and it’s best to re-stabilize here. Don’t fight!”

Seeing her so decisive, Yan Qing Gu Sheng sighed: "Shi Yao, you are still young, the road to go in the future is very long, I have already done it, I don't have to say this thing..."

In the words, suddenly shot.

The power of madness, in the blink of an eye, will cover Kong Shiyao and fix it in place, and it will not move.

"Yan Qing Gu Sheng..."

I didn’t expect him to do this. Kong Shiyao was full of urgency, tears flowing down.

Not moving, Yan Qing Gu Sheng turned to look at one side of Yan Xue, his eyes are harsh: "Look at her, you can die, she can not have any damage!"

"Yes!" Yan Xue nodded.

This is a sigh of relief, Yan Qing Gu Sheng looked around for a week: "Get started!"

With the words, a strong but powerful atmosphere, from his body, surrounded by the power of the ancient holy with the high platform, blink of an eye to form a huge beam of light, rushed into the clouds.

The original quiet sky blinks, lightning and thunder, there is a huge crack, countless powerful forces, seems to be drilled out of the crack, into the world.

"This is the killing of the aliens?"

Feeling this power, hanging on one side, can't help but scream, then the eyebrows are raised: "No, it is heavier than killing, like mercury. If I absorb it, the meridians will be very Unbearable load..."

The face is heavy.

The hidden power behind the crack is somewhat similar to the killing gas, but it is even more eccentric, even if he does not dare to absorb it.

Normal aura, and water flow, water pipes can withstand, replaced with mercury, it will not work, the same liquid, let alone running, may just enter, it will be alive.

And this special smell like mercury is hidden behind the cracks and will spread everywhere.

It can be foreseen that once the swaying down, the practitioners of the entire family will break out and die.

"What the **** is going on?"

Zhang Hang is full of stunned.

There is such a weird power in the air, and it looks like it will not seal at any time, and it will burst out!

"Block!"

He was strange in his heart. The body of Yan Qing Gu Sheng in the middle of Gaotai slowly floated up, his hair was blowing under the gust of wind, and his arms spread out. The power of the majestic rushed to the sky, the lightning was increasing, and the pressure was also It is getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky will not stand and fall.

There are many ancient saints around, and each one has a white face and more white hair.

"They are burning lives..."

The hanging face is dignified.

It’s no wonder that these people have been seen since the last time, but now, for three months, they are so old. They used to keep their seals with their lives.

With the increasing concentration of thunder in the air, Yan Qing Gu Sheng cut through the fingertips, blood flew to the depths of the void, followed by the darkness of the sky, a huge coffin, looming.

When I saw this coffin, the cracks around it became weak. The mercury power that would be overturned at any time seemed to have some jealousy and fear, and there was no sense of oppression before.

"This coffin..."

Zhang Hang is full of doubts.

The coffin appeared in the air, which made people puzzled, let alone the appearance of this coffin, exactly the same as the one that had been pleading with the ancient sacred body when entering here.

"No, this coffin is the seal of the seal!"

After the shock, Zhang Sushang suddenly disappeared.

In front of this coffin, it is not simply a corpse, but the core of the air seal. Because of its suppression, the power of mercury, it will not fall from the sky, and people will be oppressed and die.

"I am afraid that there is a powerful ancient saint who is not weaker than begging for the ancient saint!"

An idea came out.

It can block such a heavy force coming, the power of the seal is undoubted, and as a heart, it is more extraordinary.

Before pleading for the corpse of the ancient saint as a nucleus, the power of the broken emptiness strong will not be broken. The seal in front of you is more powerful, how strong is the corpse?

Oh!

It’s full of shock, the coffin in the air, a fierce roar, slowly cracking a gap.

"Open!"

Seeing the cracks appear, the blue veins on the head of Yan Qing Gu’s head collapsed, the blood of the fingertips kept swaying, and a blood flow flowed straight into the gap of the coffin.

Excessive blood loss, his face became white, his body could not help but tremble, his head had more white hair and his skin was more slack, and he seemed to be more than ten years old.

Boom!

With the influx of blood, the gap in the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, and a tall corpse is slowly showing up in front of everyone.

As guessed, this coffin contained a corpse of an ancient saint, dressed in a robe, and looks peaceful. Although sleeping in the seal, tens of thousands of years, just like the death, the skin is full of elasticity. There is no rot.

"Is this..."

After carefully looking at the body of this ancient saint, Zhang Su’s mind immediately took out a person’s name, and his body was frozen: “Zi Yuan Gu Sheng... Yan Hui?”