The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

All the people who were stared at by Xuehai Mingzi's gaze like a prehistoric beast, shivered with Ji Lingling.

This Xuehaimingzi's gaze was too terrifying, like a magic soldier.

Everyone couldn't help avoiding Xuehaimingzi's gaze, even those who were born with an awkward nature would avoid it again, unlike facing this lunatic.

Only extraordinary steps, arrogant, and preoccupied, Sage can't come out and dare to fight the world.

"you're funny."

Xuehai Mingzi stared at Bu Feihua, and was very interested in Bu Feihua, "When there will be chaos, I will choose you as my opponent."

Bu Extraordinary did not speak, but Chacha and the three Yan Jun's expressions changed wildly. There were already few strong people on their side. They finally invited a step Extraordinary, and hoped that he would be extremely strong against the last trilateral force. Master.

But he didn't expect that before the war broke out, he would have been targeted by the lunatic Xuehai Mingzi, and the pressure on his side was even greater.

Cha Cha's face was very ugly, and when he saw the people of the three major forces, he immediately felt that he was being compared.

"Does anyone deceive us?"

Cha Cha said coldly, greeted the three Sen Luo Yan Jun behind him.

Immediately the three Sen Luo Yan Jun understood, with a wave of a big hand, Spiritual Qi hunted, a cloud of spiritual mist shrouded, and countless shouts came from behind Bu Feihua's side like a tide, and a group of persistent soldiers appeared.

Yin Bing borrowed the way, and all spirits traveled by night.

A group of Yin Ling silhouettes exuding Death aura appeared from the mist. They were either corpses with pale skin and bloodlessness, or Yin Ling Ling generals covered in black armor, or white bone skeletons.

Spiritual Qi is monstrous, surrounded by Killing intents, and the fierce killing aura reverberates. In terms of aura alone, it does not belong to the heavenly soldiers of the Heaven Court at all.

Bu Jiao Fei is a bit speechless, what's the use of this.

Looks good from the momentum, but this station does not rely on the number and momentum, but the top standing strength of each other.

It was originally still thinking that Bodhisattva and Taichu should have no problems with their own strength to compete with Bodhisattva. Even if they cannot be defeated, they will not be defeated. At least they can move to the two major forces for themselves.

But now he was stared at by Xuehai Mingzi, and a Xuehai Mingzi was already terrifying.

"Do everything, see God's will."

Bu Fei made a decision in his heart, and he worked hard. If everything still can't turn around, no one can blame him.

Everyone is waiting and watching, they are waiting, waiting for Houtu Empress to resurrect the twelve ancestral witches, that time is the greatest opportunity for the three great forces to take action.

At this moment, an incomparable light burst out from the rear, and Sage's aura permeated, assaulting the world, even the boundary of The Netherworld was penetrated.

The huge momentum, unprecedented shock.

"It's now, shoot!"

Everyone from the three forces flashed their eyes and shouted loudly.

The war is about to start!

The tribal forces of the prehistoric and wild swiftly fought with the Yinling of Bu Feihua's heavenly spirit soldiers like a mad dragon, as if the three tributaries had converged into a huge black torrent.

The sound of shouting and killing became a film, everywhere was the light of magical magic, the sound of weapons fighting, the sound of broken armor, the sound of the body falling to the ground, and the sound of the body being broken.

Terribly shocked the Yin Ting, murderous intent rushed to the sky.

The three Sen Luo Yan Jun screamed one by one, and first chose the twenty-eight stars of the Eastern Heaven Court. With the strength of their three quasi-sages, it was the best choice to face the twenty-eight Da Luo Jinxian.

The dense yin soldiers behind him directly smashed together with the heavenly soldiers of the Eastern Heaven Court and the rest of them like locusts. If it weren't for the unique armors of the two sides, they would fight fiercely for a while, and it would be difficult to distinguish the enemy from us.

At this moment, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Explaining and Teaching started moving, and the first thing to do was Taichu, who ran directly towards Step Extraordinary.

But Bu Extraordinary flashed his eyes and said, "Chacha, help me stop this person. My Taixue is more powerful for Zen Buddhism and can add a lot of chances of winning."

Chacha immediately understood that he also knew a little bit about Bu Huan's methods. He had created several poems against Zen, otherwise he would not have such blood feuds with Zen.

"Okay! Then you are careful."

Chacha directly intercepted Taichu.

"If you want to be extraordinary, you have passed my level!"

Cha Cha screamed, and the palm of her hand glowed, directly blocking Taichu.

In the beginning, the pupils were upright, the blood was like a rainbow, and the Blood Qi rolled over, and came together with Chacha.

Stepping without saying anything, taking a step and rushing directly to the place of Zen Buddhism, Bodhisattva pinches the Buddha's finger in the void, smilingly facing the arrival of Stepping.

The general trend is so high that Bodhisattva's killing intent has skyrocketed, holding a Buddha sword in his hand, and Buddha's strength prospering, illuminating the entire The Netherworld in half.

At the same time, Jiuyou Demon Realm.

On a dilapidated admiral worship platform, there was a dark red area on it. It was the blood of the gods and demons, and almost the entire admiral worship platform was stained red with blood.

The billowing demon energy was agitated, covering the entire Jiuyou Demon Realm, and there were looming ancient magic words whispering.

A man with black robes and black hair stood in front of the stage of worship.

Behind him, there was also a bald man wearing a black robe kneeling on the ground. This man had a hideous face and black magic patterns on his face. It was exactly the black robe protector.

On the stage of worshipping the generals, there is an illusory light curtain, which is full of shadows and countless figures appearing in a frantic fight. It is the scene of The Netherworld.

"Magic Ancestor, are you sure we don't participate?"

The black robe guardian asked.

"No, our existence is even more fearful to the great land than the resurrection of the twelve ancestor witches. If we do not appear, we may even be targeted if we participate in it. The blade is facing us, but it's not beautiful." The long-haired man in black said flatly.

"Furthermore, the battle of the Demon Lord's realm has reached the most important time, and there is no room for distraction at this time."

The words of the long-haired man in black caused the black robe guardian to suddenly raise his head.

"What, the Demon Lord is in their world war?! With the Demon Lord's eternal strength, there are still people in that world who can fight the Demon Lord?" Black Robe Law Protector asked.

The long-haired man in black was silent, silent for a moment, and turned around.

"The opponent of the devil is not human."

"not human?"

The black robe protector showed puzzled eyes.

"The Demon Lord is engaged in a heaven-defying battle in that realm, and his opponent is Heavenly Dao."

"what!!!"

The black-robed law protector looked violently shocked, the content of this paragraph was too terrifying, but after he heard it, he felt an urge to sweat again and again.

At this moment, I only heard the black-clothed and long-haired man saying: "The 100-year time limit is approaching, wait for the devil to come!"

"Yes!"

The black robe guardian respectfully said, and retire slowly.

The Netherworld.

The killing was like a frenzy, and the battle went to a fever pitch.

There were corpses everywhere, blood flowed, and horrible sounds echoed.

But no one stopped. The Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Court Eight Departments and The Netherworld Yin Soldiers were slaying wildly in The Netherworld. Each of these figures had cold eyes and merciless moves.

The armor was slashed by the weapon, the arm was cut off, blood flowed, but as long as it didn't die, it was still killing.

The battlefield did not survive, only deadly battles!

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