"Cultivation?"

In the small courtyard to the east of Taixue Palace, Fa Ru was shocked when he heard the words of the Confucian leader. After a moment, he suppressed the waves in his heart and said softly, "It doesn't matter whether you take it back or not. I have become accustomed to it over the years.

I have left the life of ordinary people, have no cultivation, and have no corresponding responsibilities, so I am happy and free."

"It's your thing, no one can take it away. If it's not yours, you'll lose it again if you take it back."

Kong Qiu looked at the chessboard on the table and said, "Let's wait for news about that little guy. After all, regaining one's cultivation level is too unimaginable. Even an old man has never dared to think about it before."

"The Li family's ideas are indeed far beyond ours."

Fa Ru said with a complex expression, "We didn't even dare to think about many things, but he realized them one by one."

"The gap in vision is irreparable."

Confucius said calmly, "This is what makes him different from everyone else. Lao Chan has been thinking about the tribulation of cold winter for thousands of years, but he has not thought of a way to solve it. In these thousand years, no one in the world can surpass Lao Chan. The upper limit of Lao Chan, then

It represents the upper limit of this world, regardless of thoughts or cultivation. This is despairing."

Having said this, Kong Qiu paused, looked towards the north, with a hint of hope in his eyes, and continued, "Until I saw that little guy, he came to this world and led the Li family step by step.

At this height, the old man saw it in his eyes and gradually became convinced that that little guy is the savior of this world."

"Savior?"

When Fa Ru heard these three words, his face showed emotion, and he said, "The boy from the Li family dislikes this title the most. He always says that the so-called savior is the fool that the world pushes out to block the sword. The savior's dedication and sacrifice

, is always taken for granted by the world. One day, the world will really be saved, and the person the world wants to kill the most is also the so-called savior."

"Human nature is complex, and good and evil are always changing. That little guy can see clearly, so it is understandable that he doesn't like this sudden burden." Confucius responded softly.

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"Don't kill me, help me!"

In the world of extreme night, screams are heard, those who hear them cry, and those who hear them are sad.

During the battle, Shui Jing and Xuanfeng heard the cry of the boy in front of them, and black lines appeared on their heads.

They didn't attack him at all!

In the ice and snow, Li Ziye hid behind Hibiscus and shouted from time to time to disturb his opponent's mentality.

On the side, the demon envoy was also hiding behind Hibiscus. His mentality was disturbed by someone's shout and he almost collapsed.

Ahead, Hibiscus was protecting the two oil bottles behind him, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

The wind blade struck, the force of thousands of machines and hundreds of refinements shook it, and there was a sudden earthquake. The two people and the demon were all knocked back several steps.

With two oil bottles holding it back, Hibiscus faced Xuanfeng and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Xuan Feng's speed is unparalleled in the world, and now he has a geographical advantage. If it weren't for fear of hurting someone and not daring to enlarge the range of the map cannon, Hibiscus might have been defeated at this moment.

All in all, this was an extremely awkward battle for both sides.

"Here we go again, help, ah!"

A blade of wind came through the air. When Li Ziye saw it, he started shouting in the voice of a drake, but he always hid behind Hibiscus and never showed his head.

Mu Jin concentrated her mind and faced the Xuanfeng Demon Emperor head-on with a thousand tricks in her hands, once again blocking the Xuanfeng Demon Emperor's attack.

Blood overflowed silently, dyeing the magic weapon red. As the battle progressed, injuries began to appear on Hibiscus.

In the battle not far away, the battle between Prince Wen and the Demon King Shui Jing was also very fierce. The four powerful men at the fifth realm level fought from the sealed land to the far north. The battle situation was inextricable.

Prince Wen and Mu Jin fought and retreated. Under the guidance of the demon envoy, they retreated towards the Valley of Immortality.

The unsolvable situation left the demon envoy with no choice. He understood that exposing his identity was a stupid act, but if he continued to delay like this, he and the Li family's legitimate son would not be able to save their lives, and the mission would also fail.

"My emperor, help!"

Just when everyone was less than a hundred miles away from the Valley of Immortality, the demon envoy looked in the direction of the Valley of Immortality and shouted for help.

During the battle, Shui Jing and Xuan Feng's expressions darkened when they heard the demon messenger's cry for help.

"Mirror Heavenly Law!"

Knowing that things might go wrong if he procrastinates any longer, Shui Jing raised his hand, activating the aura of heaven and earth within a hundred miles radius, pushing his cultivation to the limit, and recreating a wide range of attack moves.

When Xuanfeng saw this, he no longer held back his hands. His hands, which were fairer than the woman's, formed the sign of a cross. Suddenly, strong winds blew up between the sky and the earth, and snow waves surged into the sky, forming a terrifying scene that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

The two demon emperors joined forces, and the sky was filled with snow waves that were like a collapse of the sky. It was a horrifying sight that made people feel desperate.

Seeing this, Mu Wenqing's expression changed, and he stepped forward and came to Li Ziye and Mu Jin. He transformed with his palms, and a whole body of true energy surged out. Dragon energy filled the air, and purple light flourished.

"Second World Secret!"

"Emperor Mingsheng!"

The World-Suppressing Art came out again, and the purple energy was powerful. In order to block the combined attack of the two emperors, Mu Wenqing's whole body, the dragon energy kept pouring out, and it actually showed signs of solidification.

Behind Prince Wen, Li Ziye felt the increasingly powerful dragon energy on the former's body, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

So far, the level of strength shown by Prince Wen is no less than that of great practitioners at the late stage of the Five Realms, or even at the peak of the Five Realms.

This great Shang Wu king who had been hiding for many years was truly amazing and talented.

Not counting the young martial uncle who broke through the fifth realm at the last moment, Prince Wen's strength is probably the strongest among the ten martial kings of the Great Shang.

In the wind and snow, the three people's moves were about to clash. The terrifying pressure made even Hibiscus, who had entered the fifth realm, feel a little suffocated.

However, at this moment.

At the end of the storm, black air surged into the sky, forming a huge hand that shook the sky and directly dispersed the snow waves falling from the sky.

The shocking scene shocked everyone present.

During the battle, Shui Jing and Xuan Feng were hit by the aftermath, and their mouths turned red at the same time.

"The Immortal Demon King!"

Shui Jing looked at the end of the night, a dark color flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!