Red Heart Survey

The arm of the Holy Demon was like a broken pillar of heaven. It covered the light and shadows, and fell down with a rumble, giving people the illusion that "the sky has fallen".

"Of all the people in Taixu Pavilion, I actually admire you the most. You are arrogant and self-reliant, and you are not tamed by this rotten world." Qihen's laughter was ambiguous, and under the suppression of Zuoqiuwu, it still showed a superior perspective: "Boy, you still remember grudges!"

Dou Zhao's left arm was broken by the original Holy Demon. Now he cut off the left arm of the Holy Demon.

Although the demon's arm was broken, its path was far away.

It did not affect the chess cage that had been opened, nor did it stop the window that was about to be opened!

Creak~

The dust of history was swept away, and the time window gradually turned from a projection into reality. The moment it was really about to be opened, there was a specific sound.

The bound scroll in the chess grid had been untied at this time, and the bamboo scroll that was sealed in dust was slowly unfolding.

This scroll containing the black chess piece was "put aside" by Zuoqiuwu, and was brought back to the present world by Qihen.

Zuoqiuwu used the power of "Qinku Academy" to peel off Wu Zhaixue's historical projection from Sima Heng. From the unknown historical graveyard, it was brought into "Qinku Academy", which triggered a series of battles in which Qihen entered.

But Wu Zhaixue's historical projection had already begun to erode Sima Heng under the influence of transcendent power. Zuoqiuwu temporarily cut off the sore, but the wound was still there.

There is a very important reason for closing the time window and pushing Sima Heng back to the [Lost Chapter] in the historical graveyard, which is to isolate this "wound" from the connection with the poisonous sore that has been cut off.

Now Qihen raised his hand to open the prison and pushed the window with one thought, just to find the connection back.

It doesn't matter whether Sima Heng comes back or not. The "relationship" between Sima Heng and "Wu Zhaixue" can become a channel for Qihen's thoughts to escape. All the escape possibilities in "Qinku Academy" were cut off by these people, but the historical cemetery could not be closed by them.

The intention was obvious, and Dou Zhao raised his knife without turning back.

Of course, he knew that this knife could not cut off the response made by Qihen with the power of the Saint, and the historical cemetery was not a problem he could solve. But before the passage was completed, it was also an option to cut off the idea of ​​Qihen - of course, it could not kill the idea of ​​this immortal, but it could also disintegrate its resistance.

In a battle of this level, he only needs to do his best. The rest of the things will naturally be done by someone else.

Before the man left, Dou Zhao twisted his arm in the air, twisted the blade with his belt knife, and reversed the trend!

The lines twisted by the waist muscles were like a taut bowstring, making a precarious sound. The rules in the Heaven and Earth Time Furnace were all twisted substantially. The Tianxiao Knife, which was so heavy and so sharp, lost its shape at this time. It was obviously going all out, but it was like a ribbon, lightly facing it.

Dou Zhao's sword has always been an aesthetic of extreme violence.

This sword alone is unprecedentedly ethereal, like an illusory dream of the human world.

The ribbons that soaked in people's eyes clearly gathered countless bizarre shadows.

This sword has completely deviated from the scope of the Seven Styles of Fighting, and it is not a pure [daydream].

Its name is [Wang Sui].

It is said to be a sword that cuts the head, but it is more like a cover falling on the head, a spreading field. A life-and-death battle field with strange changes and frequent accidents.

In a sense, the daydream inherited from the Yin-Yang School is very similar to the power of the novelist. But the power of the novelist follows the rules of each "story", while the daydream is freer, more boundless, and more uncontrollable.

The development of the story is not entirely determined by the author, but the author can probably see in which direction the story will go. Daydreams are bizarre and sudden. The dreamer does not know what he will dream about next.

Zheng Shao, the little yin and yang saint of the past, was famous for the strangeness and uncertainty of yin and yang magic. Just like his famous saying - "I don't know how my opponent will die."

The strong often hate uncertainty because it means losing control. But Dou Zhao is not like that. As a person with great fighting talent, he is confident in his improvisation in any change. He is good at fighting.

At this moment, he stepped on the daydream bridge and gave this uncertainty to Zuoqiuwu and Qihen at the same time. It is to usher in the most extreme change and start the most dangerous game! In the tsunami of wind and rain, fight for life and death with Qihen's will.

Zuoqiuwu was destined to die, so he didn't avoid anyone with this knife, and it was overwhelming and wild, as if he wanted to kill both of them.

"But I don't appreciate you that much. You lost too quickly as Wu Zhaixue, and you are too cowardly as Qihen-" The knife light was like a waterfall, soaking the holy demon, and Dou Zhao's voice was muffled for a while. He brazenly joined the battlefield of Zuoqiuwu and Qihen's thoughts!

"Let me see why you are supreme!"

He had no thoughts other than the sword. The brave are fearless, and the traveler has no boundaries!

He trusted himself too much, and trusted the people who came with him too much.

Qihen smiled. As a transcendent demon, he would not have such trust in any existence. But in Wu Zhaixue's memory, there was such a moment of trust in his comrades. But...

Haha!

Ordinary feelings and past kindness are not proof. How people will choose at the critical moment of life and death can only be verified by life and death.

While resisting Zuoqiuwu, he welcomed Dou Zhao's challenge, knowing that the final moment was coming.

The demon is not ruthless, he felt a long-lost excitement!

The hands of the two elders, Confucianism, Li and Xiao, were raised to the right position just as Dou Zhao's sword flashed.

Just like countless previous drills, Li Hengzhi's eyes were clear, and he stood up and chanted: "A gentleman is knowledgeable in literature, and he can be bound by etiquette without deviating from it!"

Around him, countless shadows of words appeared, all from the book "Qin Ku Academy", surrounding his dress in an orderly manner. Like a dragon and a phoenix dancing in a circle, it is very beautiful.

He said: "The way does not deviate!"

The essence of etiquette is restraint, and restraint is for better practice, so that people can stride forward and not deviate from the road.

Opposite him, Xiao Zhiheng also stood up in a posture in accordance with etiquette, saying: "When alive, serve with etiquette; when dead, bury with etiquette and sacrifice with etiquette."

This gentleman no longer saw the embarrassment of being repelled by the Taixu Pavilion. He looked up at the sky with a solemn expression: "What is filial is not to violate etiquette!"

Be filial to your parents and treat them with etiquette. It's not that love is not important, love is in etiquette.

When Li Hengzhi and Xiao Zhiheng stood together and attacked at the same time, they truly demonstrated the power of the pillars of the sect on the mountain of books.

The literary spirit then became a dragon and a tiger, embracing and roaring in the sky.

In the endless void outside the pavilion in the center of the lake, a large brush like a rafter appeared. It was like the doomsday ship, sailing out from the end of eternity.

The pole seemed to be carved by the sky beam, and the hair was like the condensation of spiritual light.

The meaning of the thousands of years of literature is engraved in it. The eternal chapters are cascading on it.

This is the [Spring and Autumn Pen]!

The predecessor of the [Spring and Autumn Pen], "Huolin Dongtian", is the number one existence among the thirty-six small Dongtian. The [Spring and Autumn Pen] has also been recognized as the strongest under the ten major Dongtian treasures.

What is especially important is that the [Spring and Autumn Pen] and the [Hanqing Jian] are a set of treasures. It is said that the combination of the two can compete with the top ten Dongtian treasures.

Zuoqiuwu hid the story of "Qinku Academy" in the [Hanqing Jian]. 【Spring and Autumn Pen】Come in at this time, it is like a fish in water, a tiger roaring in the mountains, with the supreme authority to smear this book at will.

It is also an important means for Shushan to rewrite the ending in this game.

Li Hengzhi and Xiao Zhiheng exerted their strength at the same time, with a horizontal stroke, closing the window of time that was about to open, and with a vertical stroke, erasing the power that Qihen had given to the chess cage by the body of the holy demon!

The yellowed scrolls are still on the shelf. The old times are still covered with dust.

Everything seems to have never happened, and Qihen has never jumped out of that difficult choice!

A dignified transcendent, all his efforts were wiped out. Failed to descend the transcendent power, was used as a meat target.

In this chapter of "Qinku Academy", just based on the current layout, it can be said that it is invincible under the transcendence!

If any demon king were here, I am afraid he would be trapped and killed.

Qihen said, "Wonderful!"

At this moment, in the body of the Holy Demon, Qihen, Zuoqiuwu, and Douzhao were fighting.

The three of them looked like the original body, but the body that showed Qihen's appearance was just the power of the Holy Demon. The core of Qihen in this body was just that transcendent thought.

The "wonderful" that He praised was not for the Spring and Autumn Pen, but for Douzhao's sword that was like a torrential rain.

Zuoqiuwu suppressed His power, and [Wang Sui] messed up the inside of the Holy Demon's body. The demonic energy was completely out of control, sometimes turning into a Yin Demon General Demon, and sometimes turning into a Demon Palace, sometimes rainstorms, sometimes thunder.

In this constantly surging change, in front of these frequent accidents, He and Zuoqiuwu fought in a group, and Douzhao was able to squeeze the blade in, always forcing Him two steps, which can not be said to be a wonderful swordsmanship.

No more waiting.

Qihen raised the demonic energy as a sword, and tapped Douzhao's blade. While turning his body, he swung his long handle horizontally and met Zuoqiuwu head-on. The sword tip almost scraped Zuoqiuwu's facial bones, and the body condensed by the power of the Holy Demon was also pierced by Zuoqiuwu!

Zuoqiuwu's fingertips almost touched the transcendental thought.

No mistakes in one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

As his long hair fluttered, Qihen looked at the Spring and Autumn Pen that was like a beam above the world outside the chessboard and the pavilion in the center of the lake, and smiled inexplicably: "Long time no see."

He did not have Wu Zhaixue's feelings, but he had Wu Zhaixue's memories.

In Wu Zhaixue's memory, the Spring and Autumn Pen was such a majestic treasure, crossing mountains and crushing seas, shaking time. It is not only a treasure of the cave, but also the belief of Confucian monks!

But now it seems...

It's just so-so.

It's not that the [Spring and Autumn Pen] and [Hanqing Jian] are not strong enough, but that Qihen is now too strong. Besides, the two elders, Li and Xiao, were still at the stage of using the treasures instead of controlling them.

"Long time no see!"

"Wu Zhaixue", who was being commanded by Jiang Wang to be immortal, suddenly let out such a roar. Echoing Qihen's sigh, it was the cry of "Wu Zhaixue", the historical projection! He shouted: "Mr. Zi!!!"

This historical projection of the battle between immortals and demons instantly decided the winner. The extreme passion and desire demonic energy in the body almost disintegrated immediately, like a tree falling and birds flying, but a flock of swallows returning to their nests, all throwing themselves into Jiang Wang's body.

"Wu Zhaixue"'s immortal body was immediately achieved, but Jiang Wang, the immortal of all immortals, was covered with black smoke.

He sent the extreme passion and desire demonic energy to "Wu Zhaixue" with a sword, almost forcing "Wu Zhaixue" to become a lust demon. However, at the moment when Qihen abandoned "Wu Zhaixue", he sent the extreme passion and desire demonic energy, which had been purified thousands of times, back to Jiang Wang.

It can be said that there is a give and take, and there is a send and a return. Worthy of the firecrackers lit by Zuo Qiuwu, it has a very festive atmosphere.

This time it was the turn of Jiang Wang, the Heavenly Demon Dingheng, who was uneasy for a moment.

The pure demonic intent that suddenly entered his body aroused his extreme desire, forcing him to stop all actions urgently and mobilize the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress it.

The historical projection of "Wu Zhaixue" has become a fairy-like existence, but Jiang Wang, the "Immortal Lord", cannot even take it into the Immortal Palace. The whole person is still in the Qianqiu coffin, and the devil's energy roams in the seven orifices.

Qihen completely abandoned the historical projection of "Wu Zhaixue" in exchange for the constant variable of Jiang Wang, and made this plague god who could erupt at any time a decoration in this battle.

And the "Mr. Zi" that "Wu Zhaixue" said before ascending to the immortal world just echoed far away at this moment.

On the top of the Book Mountain, the world is bright. Thunder does not form here, and the wind returns here.

The literary spirit that has been surging for thousands of years has evaporated into clouds here.

The 100,000-year-old pine tree once covered the sky with a canopy, and the "Literary Cloud" was suspended below it.

This "Literary Cloud" is also the literary fortune of Confucianism!

Now there is only a small half of the tree stump that has not yet died, still like a huge and boundless sculpture.

For many years, "Mr. Zi" sat alone on the stump.

Look at the years from the trees.

At a certain moment, his Confucian robe moved without wind, and the white jade hair crown he was wearing actually cracked!

There was a thunderous roar at the top of the mountain, and the [Literary Cloud] that had condensed for eternity actually converged into a huge face - the face of "Wu Zhaixue"!

He was also a Confucian monk with extraordinary talent and a famous historian. He became famous in the sea of ​​learning and asked for the way in the mountain of books. Wu Zhaixue, the top of the pen, and his articles were spread all over the world!

In this heavy Confucian literary fortune, there is a part of him, Wu Zhaixue.

But now no words have been passed down, and no articles are known to the world.

Qihen gave up Wu Zhaixue's historical projection, but molded Wu Zhaixue's literary spirit into a chess piece and placed it in the Confucian literary fortune.

This was a shocking move. No one expected that Qihen had buried such a long time in the [Literary Cloud] on the mountain of books. If it hadn't been revealed today, it would still be unknown. He has the hatred to overthrow Confucianism!

"Who stole my work and deceived the world with his name?"

"Who signed my article and claimed to be a great writer!"

"You are an open-minded gentleman, why don't you report this name!"

"Wu Zhaixue's possession of the devil is not what he wants, he is isolated and helpless, with no way out."

"Wu Zhaixue can be denied, but what about his works? What name should it be called? Will those who continue his book also cut off his name?"

"History has not a single word, you are just selling your name."

"Mr. Zi! As the leader of Confucianism today - do you know the devil? The devil is this!"

"When relatives hide their relatives, the devil will be born!"

The Wanli Wenyun on the top of the Book Mountain was full of devilish energy for a while!

The entire Confucian literary fortune was going to be polluted.

Snap!

Mr. Zi's white jade hair crown was directly cracked and shattered into a ball of snow-white dust.

He raised his hand and pointed, using it to repair the sky.

After all, the Book Mountain is a holy place for Confucianism, and Mr. Zi is a saint of the world, one of the strongest people under transcendence. This hastily launched demonic invasion was impossible to succeed. But it also made him raise his finger and move his gaze away from "Qinku Academy".

At this moment, Qihen has greatly increased his chances of winning by betting on this gamble with his transcendental power.

He can come in an instant and kill most of the existences here. Without the gaze of [Mr. Zi], it is difficult to stop him here. The Confucianists set up such a dangerous gamble to kill him, and other transcendents may not be able to make it in time.

But he did not think of this, and turned his body into the body of the Holy Demon, just smiling: "Don't dream tonight, we will meet again tomorrow!"

The dark golden scroll disappeared in an instant. Only a hole was left in the original place.

He directly destroyed "The Holy Demonic Art of Ritual Collapse and Music Destruction"!

In the hole, endless demonic energy erupted, like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly raging.

The terrifying power generated in an instant penetrated everything, knocking the Taixu Pavilion people who suddenly descended to the ground, and also lifted up the [Spring and Autumn Brush]!

Right in front of Zuoqiu Wu and Dou Zhao, the figure wrapped in the transcendental thoughts was also wiped out like a painting being erased.