Taiqing Asking the Dao

Chapter 122 Three Thousand Scriptures, Humanities

To the west, above Lingshan.

"Senior brother, is it possible that everything we set up is going to end here?"

Zhun Ti frowned, looking at the guide.

The things I set up in the west have improved Rong Yi so much, is it over like this? In the end, it was nothing?

Received the quotation, did not answer, looked at the location of the human race, and said softly, "It's almost..."

Hearing this, Zhunti's eyes lighted up, his senior brother, and there is a backup?

As he looked over, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then a curve appeared on his face.

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At the same time, Fengqi is in the mountains.

"I didn't expect that the west would have a backup. Xuanyuan is afraid that there may be a crisis..."

Nuwa raised her eyebrows and spoke in a concentrated voice.

"Don't worry, everything has its own destiny..."

Taishang said indifferently, he glanced at the human race, smiled and said, "The time is almost here..."

Nuwa frowned and looked at him, not understanding what he meant by this move? But after thinking about it, since he said so, nothing will happen to Xuanyuan, so he doesn't have to worry too much.

After all, this matter is not only related to the human race, but also to the perfection of human nature. Naturally, the Taishang will not let this matter fail to go smoothly.

Since the Taishang said so, obviously there are still variables, and I don't need to worry too much about this matter.

She turned her gaze and fell into the human race again.

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The human race, the land of Banquan.

Rong Yi watched the Xuanyuan Sword fall, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted from his body, an aura that was enough to make even Qing Chen turn pale.

"Buzz!"

Rong Yi's brows trembled, his eyes were filled with bright golden light,

The dense golden air continuously overflowed from the corners of his eyes, his whole body was shrouded in golden light, and scriptures appeared one after another in his eyes filled with golden light.

"Amitabha!"

I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it came from. A sound of the Western Taoism resounded, piercing the long river of time and space. All the monks who heard it showed expressions of conversion, and their hearts turned to the Western Way.

"call out!"

In a millionth of an instant, a scripture flew out from Rong Yi's eyes, condensed into substance, pierced the void to a degree visible to the naked eye, quickly expanded, and then blocked Xuanyuan's sword .

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

In the next instant, scriptures flew out of Rong Yi's eyes one after another, and each scripture was visible to the naked eye. The vast aura of the Dao traversed the prehistoric land, and countless monks and powerful men were shocked.

This is, the backhand of the West?

Three thousand ways, three thousand scriptures, this is the last resort of Western Taoism!

Then every scripture is not something that Da Luo Jinxian can stop, three thousand scriptures gathered together, Xuanyuan's current situation, how could it be Rong Yi's opponent.

"Father!"

Nuba's expression changed, she roared, and wanted to save her, but now, even if she was desperately falling, the red flame beast stopped her.

Not only the Red Flame Beast, but Pharmacist and others are also like this, desperately stopping Qingchen and others.

Among the holy places.

Although Suiren, Fuxi, and the second ancestor were worried, just now, the teacher (leader) said that there is no need to take action for the time being, so they held back.

Otherwise, I am afraid that Rong Yi has long since fallen.

So what if the rules are broken? This is a matter of the human race, and it is not the west's turn to dictate.

Suiren and Fuxi are not afraid of the two sages of the West. If it doesn't work, the two sides have done it. The human race is really not afraid of the West now.

But since the Supreme Commander ordered them, they held back for the time being.

"Could it be..."

A thought flashed across Suiren Sacred Heart, and with a look of surprise on his face, he looked at the land of Banquan again.

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The human race, the land of Banquan.

Xuanyuan's expression changed, and the current Rong Yi is no longer the previous Rong Yi. He lives in the center of the three thousand scriptures, and his hands are constantly forming seals. The sounds of the great way of Western Taoism come out of his mouth, and the vast breath And the bright golden light covered hundreds of millions of miles.

Each of the three thousand scriptures was visible to the naked eye. At this time, a huge circle was formed, enveloping Rong Yi, and the bright golden light made him feel as if he was in a golden ocean.

His eyes were full of golden light, and traces of dense air radiated from the corners of his eyes.

"swastika!"

Suddenly, Rong Yi made a Buddha seal in his hand, pushed it forward, and immediately saw the three thousand scriptures flying towards Xuanyuan.

Every scripture turned into a boundless killer, as if it was a murderous intent that penetrated the sky, the earth, the sky, and the endless space-time area. In an instant, it crossed countless areas and came to kill Xuanyuan.

Each of these scriptures is difficult to resist even the existence of the quasi-sage. Although the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan's hand is an innate spiritual treasure, there is not much mana to activate it at this time, and it all depends on the power of Xuanyuan Sword itself .

Three thousand scriptures, coincident with the number of the sky, are constantly falling towards Xuanyuan at this time, covering the land with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

Xuanyuan kept waving the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, and he could only barely resist it, but he couldn't resist it for long.

"Father!"

"Co-lord!"

At this moment, Nuba, Fenghou and the others changed their expressions and shouted.

With the current situation, Xuanyuan might not be able to hold on for a while.

"call out!"

At this moment, a golden light flashed, and then fell into Cangjie's hands, turning into a handful of Yichi writing brushes.

Cangjie's eyebrows trembled, and a raging flame was burning in his eyes. It was the firewood, which represented the flame of a civilization of the human race.

In the torch, there are two words that represent another civilization of the human race, humanities, and torch.

The fire evolved and began to turn into the characters he created one by one, which is a complete humanistic system.

He looked at the three thousand scriptures with a solemn expression, moved his feet, and flew towards the three thousand scriptures.

"Cang Jie!"

Fenghou and the others looked shocked, what would Cangjie do in this situation.

"sky!"

Suddenly, Cangjie's hearty voice resounded between the heavens and the earth, containing a vast force, which immediately spread throughout the prehistoric regions, and a terrifying power of the avenue suddenly condensed towards the land of Banquan.

"Boom!"

Humanity descended, blessed by the luck of the human race, a huge golden text suddenly swept up, and rushed towards a scripture that was killed by him at this time, the terrifying power of humanity and the luck of the human race radiated open.

"boom!"

The golden light of the scriptures was shining, and immediately began to be covered with cracks, extending to the end, the golden light began to dissipate, became dim, and immediately dissipated in the world.

Seeing this, Western Lingshan's reception expression changed slightly.

The Western scriptures were destroyed by humanities. This was his last resort, and they were destroyed by Cangjie.

At this time, many powerful people in the prehistoric world were horrified!

This is a complete humanistic system. In the past, Suisheng established humanities, but there was only the word "Xinhuo". Now, Cangjie has perfected humanities, formed a complete humanistic system, and broke the three thousand scriptures in the West.

On the Xiong tribe's side, seeing Cangjie's method, they all looked happy.

In this way, the communist crisis can be resolved.

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