The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"The Demon Ancestor is here!"

"He came to see Master Kong right after he became a saint. What a bad person he came to!"

"Nonsense, do you think the army of demons behind him seems to be here to visit?"

"Can Master Kong fight against Demon Ancestor?"

"It should be possible. After all, Master Kong has been a saint for ten thousand years, and Mo Jingcang has only become a saint."

The creatures on the mountain panicked, looking at the demons all over the mountain. How could they not be frightened?

Although Confucius became a saint, Confucianism was only established, and its foundation is far inferior to that of the demons. If they collide with it, the end will not be much better.

Mo Jingcang was surrounded by demonic energy and could only see his head, but it was enough to frighten the creatures on the mountain.

Although he is not the strongest in the world, he is definitely the most feared existence in the world. In order to expand the demon clan, he has exhausted all means.

"The Demon Ancestor is here, why?"

Confucius's voice came slowly from the building on the top of the mountain, without any emotion, as if he had no doubts about Mo Jingcang's arrival.

The corners of Mo Jingcang's mouth curled up. He had been in endless pain during these ten thousand years. The disappearance of the Blood-devouring Demon God and the intimidation of the saints almost crushed him.

In order to become a saint, he went back and forth on the edge of death. No one knows how much pressure and pain he endured.

But he is the Demon Ancestor and must endure it.

Just as the Emperor of Heaven once warned him, there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. You must have a vision and understand the enemy.

No matter how great the hatred, he has to endure it until he becomes invincible.

"I admire Saint Kong, can't you come to visit?"

Mo Jingcang chuckled and seemed to be more calm than before becoming a saint.

After the words fell, the building on the top of the mountain burst out with a huge light, which was extremely sacred. Mo Jingcang couldn't help but frown. For some reason, this light made him very uncomfortable.

At this time, a figure strolled out of the door of the building. It was Confucius, followed by two boys, the stone spirits who were inspired by him.

Coming to the cliff, Confucius looked down at Mo Jingcang and asked indifferently: "You and I have different ways, so we don't want to conspire with each other."

boom!

The entire Confucian Mountain Gate was in an uproar, and even the hundreds of thousands of demon disciples behind Mo Jingcang were in an uproar.

Facing Mo Jingcang, Saint Kong was so strong.

When I think about how Saint Kong became a saint under the guidance of the Emperor of Heaven, and what a powerful figure the Emperor of Heaven was, perhaps Saint Kong was also infected with the domineering power of the Emperor of Heaven.

Mo Jingcang's face turned ugly for a moment, and a majestic momentum erupted, making all the surrounding mountains begin to shake violently, and the murderous aura caused the clouds in the sky to surge.

"Bold! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Demon Ancestor!"

A demon sage shouted angrily, Confucius looked extremely weak. Compared with Mo Jingcang, his aura was far inferior, so they were naturally not afraid.

"The demons have caused the destruction of all life in the chaotic land. Why should I respect them?"

Confucius asked indifferently, which attracted applause from the Confucian disciples on the mountain.

There are not many strong people who dare to fight against the Demon Ancestor like this.

At this time, Mo Jingcang turned his hand and took out a long black knife. The blade was half a meter wide and two feet long. The shape was extremely exaggerated, like the head of an evil shark.

"Confucius! It seems you are very arrogant."

Mojing Canghan said in a cold voice, with murderous intent filling his chest and unable to restrain himself at all.

Thinking of the rumors about Confucius and the Emperor of Heaven, he could not suppress the violence in his heart, and the scenes of being humiliated by the Emperor of Heaven emerged like a tide.

"arrogant?"

Confucius smiled disdainfully and took out the Chunqiu pen. This pen was as thick as a baby's arm, and the ink pen posture was ordinary.

When he came out to establish the religion, Qin Jun mentioned Mo Jingcang to him, but he didn't expect that Mo Jingcang would come to his door as soon as he became a saint.

Confucius hated evil spirits so much, how could he talk nonsense with the demon Jingcang?

The two saints began to confront each other in an imposing manner, which frightened the Confucian disciples and demon disciples into retreating and staying away from them.

The mountains were shaken by the earthquake, rocks slid down, and billows of dust filled the mountains, covering the sky.

"Do you really want to fight me?"

Mo Jingcang asked in a deep voice. Confucius was so confident that he was a little afraid.

Could it be that Confucius had the help of the Emperor of Heaven?

After becoming a saint, he realized that a saint can do whatever he wants, and he can go wherever he wants throughout the chaotic land. If the Emperor of Heaven comes to support him, he will definitely do it very quickly.

When he thought of the nightmare scene of the Emperor of Heaven fighting two saints alone, he subconsciously tightened his grip on the long knife.

"Fighting against demons is what Haoran's righteousness should do!"

Confucius said righteously and solemnly. After the words fell, he held the Chunqiu pen in his hand and wrote the word "Zhen" in the sky. The golden light was as dazzling as the bright sun.

Mo Jingcang's eyes widened, and before he could speak, the golden word "Zhen" came crashing down with the overwhelming threat of Mount Tai.

Rumble——

The mountain below instantly shattered, dust flew into the sky, Demon Jing Cang swung his sword in anger, and the sword energy was everywhere, twisting and scattering the golden Zhen characters.

The next second, the two saints jumped up almost at the same time, soaring into the sky.

Confucius's special attribute is the power of the sage, which has an innate suppressive effect on evil spirits.

In the same realm, Mo Jingcang was at a disadvantage when facing Confucius. Even though he was extremely powerful, Confucius was not a vegetarian.

The two saints rushed out of the clouds and fought fiercely on the sea of ​​clouds.

Even if they cannot witness the battle, the creatures on the earth can still feel the terrifying pressure.

More and more living beings were inspired by the Holy Power, and news about the battle between Mo Jingcang and Confucius spread quickly.

"The Demon Ancestor fights the Saint Kong?"

"Mo Jingcang is really ambitious. He wants to challenge Saint Kong as soon as he becomes a saint!"

"He obviously wanted to conquer Saint Kong. That's how his subordinates got it."

"Tsk, tsk, isn't Mo Jingcang afraid of offending the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Someone must stop the demons!"

Discussions arose everywhere, and they all expected Confucius to defeat Mo Jingcang.

The Emperor of Heaven ignores world affairs, and if Confucius cannot stop Demon Jingcang, the Demons will really want to unify the chaotic land.

Qin Jun, who was far away in the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven, also sensed the battle between Confucius and Mo Jingcang.

He opened his eyes and murmured: "Demons... are interesting..."

He has always watched Mo Jingcang's development. From his birth to now, he has been waiting for the demon clan to dominate, then for the demon clan to rise, and for Xuandang to create the human race.

Now, the demon clan is about to reach its peak. If Mo Jingcang defeats Confucius, the era of chaos will change.

At this time, Xi Ling walked quickly from her palace. She was the only one who could live in the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven, which made Qin Jun's subordinates respect her very much. Of course, they didn't think much about it. After all, there was no one at this time. There are so many paranoid ideas and sentient beings don’t even understand love.

"Why is it in such a hurry?"

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and asked, this girl is rarely so flustered.

Xi Ling said urgently: "Something happened to Ji Haoye!"

When Qin Jun heard this, he immediately frowned. Although Ji Haoye did not become his master, he still felt sympathy for his master and disciple.

In order to snatch the magic weapon, this kid stayed stupidly and was attracted by Qin Jun. After he was brought back, he practiced with Yuan Chu and other disciples. Tens of thousands of years ago, Ji Haoye went out to wander alone and rarely heard from him. information.