The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3340 Verbal Criticism

Boom boom boom...

In the falling book of the stars, the talent exploded and shone.

The golden light that was everywhere between heaven and earth was completely broken away in a short time and occupied by the holy light of the human race.

After a moment, the holy light converged.

Each book turned into a holy seat.

More than 60 million human saints.

The densely packed human saints hovered in the sky, like a wall between heaven and earth, and like a new fortress for all living beings.

The vast and majestic aura rippled in the sky, shaking the golden giant of the Emperor's clone slightly.

The human saints looked proudly at the Emperor's clone in front of them, no one bowed their heads, no one was afraid.

People are above the sky!

The ancestors looked at Fang Yun and the human saints in disbelief. They could not imagine that a race that was obviously extremely weak would have such incredible divine power.

At this time, the ancestors vaguely understood.

The world of ten thousand books of the human race is a power that turns the virtual into the real, turning the original vision into reality.

In a sense, each of these more than 60 million human saints is real, and each of them is no different from the original saints.

They are the real saints.

The ancestors looked at Fang Yun, and vaguely sensed how powerful Fang Yun's world was.

Fang Yun looked at the Emperor's clone.

Even with so many human saints appearing, the Emperor's clone still had empty eyes and no eyes for others.

In this world, it seemed that only he was worthy of attention, and all other sentient beings were not worthy of his attention.

Fang Yun slowly raised his arm and pointed his index finger at the Emperor's clone.

"Heaven has no mercy."

More than 60 million saints looked at the Emperor together and said in unison: "Heaven has no mercy."

When the saints spoke, the law followed, the heaven and earth moved together, and all sentient beings admired.

These four words were like thunder, attracting the response of the heavens. Voices more deafening than the words of all the saints echoed between heaven and earth, shaking all the space at the border of chaos.

"Heaven has no benevolence!"

It seemed that countless time and space, countless universes were reciting these four words at the same time.

Criticism.

Except for Zulong and Diqian, all the ancestors present were dizzy at this moment, their brains were blank, and they completely lost consciousness. Then they woke up, but they felt that they almost lost something. If they really lost it, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.

The ancestors hurriedly looked at the Emperor's clone and found that the Emperor's clone was motionless. The armor around his body and the thick golden light outside the armor did not change. It seemed that the criticism of thousands of saints had no real power except that the sound was louder.

It seemed to be scaring people.

The evil dragon of the prison carefully sensed and found that there was no change. Just when he was about to say that this trick was ineffective, Fang Yun pointed it out to the Emperor's clone again.

"Heaven does not have justice!"

"Heaven does not have justice!" the saints said in unison.

"Heaven does not have justice!" the heavens responded.

This time, the emperor's reaction was the same as before, and there was no change in his body.

The ancestors could not understand. Their understanding of the power of the human race always stayed in the past. They could not understand until the human race fully demonstrated its new power.

And now, they had no idea what the human race was doing.

They had a feeling that Fang Yun did not actually exert his full power. He was just guiding the saints and the human race. In essence, it was still the power of the saints and the human race that was at work.

Next, Fang Yun pointed at the emperor's clone continuously.

Starting from benevolence and justice, to courtesy and faith, the emperor's clone remained unchanged after four times.

"Heaven does not have loyalty!"

Fang Yun pointed out for the fifth time, and the saints and the heavens responded for the fifth time.

The ancestors thought that this time would be the same as the last time, but they heard a crisp sound of a click.

"Is this... a break in the holy way?"

The peak saints looked up at the sky with blazing eyes.

The golden light holy path here is like a horizontal line, strictly arranged from bottom to top, layer upon layer, endless, eternal and unchanging.

It is like a wall of holy path, blocking the way of all living beings.

But now, they see that the golden light holy path between heaven and earth has not changed, but the holy path of the Emperor's clone has broken!

The holy path of the Emperor's clone is exactly the same as the golden light trajectory.

All the ancestors were shocked and looked at Fang Yun and the saints of the human race in disbelief.

Cutting off the holy path and judging the law, this is something that the Supreme can't do!

The Supreme can destroy the holy path to a limited extent, but it is completely impossible to have such a terrifying divine power like the saints of the human race.

The Emperor's clone is still unchanged.

"Heaven does not have courage!"

Crack...

Thunder resounded, like a sky full of thunder.

More than 30% of the holy path of the Emperor's clone has cracks.

The Holy Path is the foundation of everything, like bones and blood. Even if the Supreme Holy Path of the Ten Thousand Worlds is damaged, its strength will be greatly reduced.

Until this time, the head of the Emperor's clone finally moved, and his eyes finally moved.

His eyes moved to Fang Yun with difficulty.

A trace of disbelief appeared on his face.

That disbelief was not because of Fang Yun's strength, nor because of the damage to his own Holy Path. It was like he couldn't believe that a small insect could actually attract his attention.

"Heaven has no wisdom!"

Fang Yun's last word seemed to be shouted out, and all the saints raised their right hands and pointed their index fingers at the Emperor's clone.

The ancestors were shocked to find that there was clearly no external force between heaven and earth, but they vaguely saw huge, inexplicable and supremely powerful fingers flying across time and space, far beyond the ancient times, from a distant world.

Each finger seemed to be a piece of starry sky, pointing at the Emperor's clone from all directions, completely surrounding it.

The ancestors blinked, and those huge fingers disappeared again.

The Emperor's clone's eyes dimmed.

The golden light around him suddenly dissipated.

The holy way around him began to collapse.

Zulong suddenly grabbed the Dragon Slashing Sword and slashed at the Emperor's clone. At this moment, the Dragon Slashing Sword was infinitely long and infinitely huge, and instantly taller than the Emperor's clone.

At the moment when the Dragon Slashing Sword touched the Emperor's clone, countless identical Dragon Slashing Swords suddenly appeared on all sides of the Emperor's clone.

Ten thousand swords split the world.

The Emperor's clone collapsed instantly.

However, at the moment when the Emperor's clone collapsed, hundreds of Emperor's phantoms appeared in the sky, lined up like a huge wall.

Those Emperors had human, dragon, emperor, dragon-eating vine, demon, emperor...

All kinds of shapes and forms, all kinds of sentient beings and worlds.

All the Emperor's phantoms simultaneously launched a fatal attack on Fang Yun and others.

The mighty torrent that was enough to drown the myriad worlds was like a tide of annihilation, chaotic, colorless and invisible.

The ancestors of the emperor clan, who had been prepared for a long time, roared and put all their strength into the Taiyuan Gate.

The dark Taiyuan Gate suddenly expanded and blocked everyone, like the gate of heaven and earth, the ancestral land of all worlds, completely blocking the entire space.

Boom boom boom...

The Taiyuan Gate was bombarded by the tide of annihilation and kept retreating, and the ancestors also hurriedly retreated.

After ten breaths, the tide of destruction finally stopped, and dense cracks appeared on the Taiyuan Gate, and even fragments fell off.

"It's blocked!" The Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon said excitedly.

The Taiyuan Gate quickly shrank, and finally dimmed and was completely destroyed.

Fang Yun moved his right hand, put this treasure of the Ten Thousand Worlds that once dominated the ancient times into the Wen World, and threw it directly to the Ten Thousand Worlds Ancient Ship to devour.