The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Even if Chacha is still a piece of paper from the Quasi-Sage King, there is only one Central Spirit Emperor who is the Quasi-Sage King.

Bu Fei asked himself, he opened the Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart, but he could step into the Ultimate Realm and enter the Heavenly Emperor level of the quasi-sage king, but he and the Central Spirit Emperor alone could block several quasi-sacred kings.

"Let's go!"

Cha Cha said at this time.

Bu Feihua nodded.

The two of them walked towards the deepest part of The Netherworld, where there was a dark space, which was the dojo of the Houtu Empress, but they did not see the Houtu Empress.

Seeing Bu Fei's question, Cha Cha said: "The Houtu Empress has entered the stage of resurrecting the 12th Ancestral Witch."

"What? Has it entered?" Bu Feihua has already.

"Yes."

Cha Cha's expression was a bit solemn, and the two of them walked a distance.

There were three figures standing there, and they found Bu Feifan and Chacha's arrival, and immediately greeted them.

"Pluto, is this your helper?"

The talking was a middle-aged man wearing a Bailing Emperor robe.

"Yes, this is an extraordinary step." Cha Cha said.

"Hello everyone!" Bu Feihua said politely first.

But the man in the imperial robe who opened his mouth did not say hello to Bu Feihua. He and the other two looked towards Chacha and Bu Feihua's back. After discovering that Chacha was indeed just an invitation to Bu Feihua, they were both unspeakably frustrated.

"Pluto, can you really invite others?" the three Sen Luo Yanjun asked.

"I can't please." Cha Cha showed helplessness.

"These" the three Sen Luo Yan Jun all had their expressions frozen, and suddenly their thoughts became serious.

Bu Feihua didn't care about the three Senluo Yanjun's ignoring their own actions, but could understand their gloomy thoughts.

"Three Yan Jun, the battle is imminent, it's useless to think more," Bu Feifan said.

"this"

Bu Huanian's words immediately awakened the three Sen Luo Yanjun, and the three of them immediately looked at each other, thinking of the impoliteness of the talent, and suddenly became embarrassed.

After all, Bu Fei Fei came to help them, but they turned a blind eye to Bu Fei Fei.

"Your Excellency, just now the three of us lost an inch, but we neglected your Excellency. I'm really sorry, I hope you don't blame it."

The three of them looked at each other, and then the Emperor Song spoke with sincere expressions.

Bu Feihua waved his hand.

"I can understand. Yan Jun, let's wait quietly!"

The three Sen Luo Yan Jun were immediately grateful, and then He Bu Feihua and Cha Cha looked at the sky opposite.

There are various visions there, like an isolated world. The Empress Houtu resurrected the twelve ancestral witches in that world, and this is the only passage. If the three major forces come, this place will be the only breakthrough.

boom!

When the sky thunder landed, thousands of black catastrophes pierced through the Shattering Void, and waves of tyrannical aura appeared in the distance, descending on The Netherworld.

One after another, figures appeared, with banners hunting behind them, it was the three great powers.

There are heavenly soldiers wearing silver armors, and eight Heaven Court wearing various armors, including the four wind, rain, cloud and thunder, and the water and fire two, as well as the fighting and plague gods.

Among them, the wind, rain, cloud and thunder were carried by the thunder father and the electric mother, and the existence of the Doubu was precisely the twenty-eight stars.

However, Shan Xian is not the Erlang God Yang Jian, nor the God-tier Nezha of the Three Altars, nor is it Li Jing, the King of Tota.

It is a thunder god who is full of electric lights and has wings of wind and thunder.

Lei Zhenzi's aura was too terrifying, and the electric lights all over his body overflowed, and the void couldn't bear his domineering thunder breath.

Bu Feifei's eyes shrank extremely, exposing a brilliant glow.

Earlier, Taichu's strength was obvious to all. As the bloodline of Innocent Thunder, he was already extremely overbearing, and he was truly a god of prestige.

But now his father is obviously stronger, and it's palpitating.

At this moment, someone came again. The person was wearing a Buddha's clothing, but with a murderous expression on his face, and his eyes were cold and trembling.

This is a slaying Buddha, and it is Bodhisattva.

In addition, parallel to the Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva with a benevolent purpose, but Bodhisattva in the void.

The eight masters of Zen, Bodhisattva, came to the two, and there were eighteen arhats, monks and Vajra behind them.

In terms of number and momentum, it no longer belonged to the Eastern Heaven Court, and it was much more than that.

This is Lingshan.

Taoism also came, and it was the twelve golden immortals that came, and the leader of the twelve golden immortals came to an impressively large scale, explaining that the existing twelve golden immortals came together, and besides that there was another person who made concessions and found it incredible.

This person is a young man, standing among the educators, his eyes are as cold as ice that never melts for a long time, and when he arrives, he notices the extraordinary step, the killing intent in his eyes is skyrocketing, and his breath fluctuates.

It was the beginning

"This person, isn't he dead?"

Bu Feihua's body was shocked, and he was a little surprised.

The three great powers of the prehistoric and desolate land are overwhelmingly powerful, and a group of people stand in the clouds, shadowy, like thousands of immortals gathered.

Just when everyone on Bu Feihua's side, including the trio of prehistoric forces, thought that no one was coming again, a bloody light fell from the sky.

The visitor was carrying a blood sword, a blood suit, and a piece of blood including his hair.

The breath on his body was tyrannical, and he stepped forward step by step. Every step of the step caused The Netherworld to shake together. A vision appeared behind him, a sensation echoed, and it was a tumbling sea of ​​blood.

"The third clone of Blood Sea Mingzi."

At this moment, Tai Chu among the crowd who reached out to explain and teach made a sound, and saw sword light splashed out of his eyes, staring at the blood-clothed youth who was walking on foot.

At the beginning, the voice was not loud, but at least the existence of Da Luo Jinxian was present, and it was tantamount to a shocking echo in my ears.

Everyone was amazed and looked at the blood-clothed youth one after another, even the strongest Quasi-Sheng Lei Zhenzi who was full of thunder in the sky cast their gazes over.

Bu Feifei had once killed the first clone of Xuehai Mingzi, and it was already a close battle at that time.

Later, there were rumors that Hou Honghuang had tied with the second clone of Xue Hai Mingzi in the early days.

And Xuehai Mingzi has three avatars, nine hundred small avatars.

I won't talk about this little avatar, but when it comes to the three major avatars, one is stronger than one.

"At least at the young king level" Bu Fei's eyes condensed, and he came to this conclusion.

"Xuehai Mingzi, why are you here? Do you also want to prevent the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witch?" Chacha said sharply, sipping coldly at Xuehai Mingzi from the air.

"Prevent the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witch? I'm not interested." Xue Hai Mingzi looked cold, then swept his cold eyes across everyone, and finally sneered: "I just want to find an opponent, one that can match me. opponent."

"This is a lunatic"

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