The moment its soles stepped down, the whole earth shook three times, like a bumpy deck, trembling endlessly.
And as the sole of this foot was pulled out of the crack, the already boundless evil energy in Ancient Evil Thought became even more terrifying, and the aura of the whole person increased a lot again.
Hey, the huge body of the ancient evil thought bowed slightly, and a huge white bone spear, hundreds of meters long, ejected from the spine on its back, followed by the second, third, and fourth
, long, sharp bone spurs sprouted from many places on its shoulders, chest and abdomen.
Not only that, the muscles on its body are also constantly changing, with pieces flowing like ink, twisting and changing rapidly, and finally turning into hundreds of eel-like tentacles, extending out and flying in the void.
The ends of those tentacles have sharp teeth and mouths, and when they dance in the air, they make sucking sounds, which makes people feel creepy.
At this moment, the ancient evil thoughts are getting closer and closer to their original state.
"...Now, even if you recruit Confucian and Taoist sages, you are no longer my opponent. You are worthy of being proud of being able to stand with me for so long. I remember your name. Human beings, now welcome the fate of death!
"
The voice of ancient evil thoughts echoed between heaven and earth. When it stretched out its right hand, the huge arm that became sharpened and hardened seemed like a spear piercing the void. At the same time, only a roar was heard, and the endless evil energy turned into viscosity.
A black storm roared out of its body and disappeared into the sky.
In the sky, black thunderclouds gathered, and more and more thunder clouds gathered high in the sky, constantly passing through the entire sky.
"The game is over. Unless the disciples are reborn and all the ancient Taoist masters reappear at the same time, no one in the world can trap me. Today is the day when I will break the seal."
The voice of the ancient evil thoughts became more and more ferocious and loud. At the beginning, everyone could still clearly see its face and dark horns, but in the end, more and more smoke and thunder and fire burst out from its body.
Finally, it wrapped around it like a whirlpool, and continued to expand and expand, and finally turned into a thick smoke, completely covering its terrifying evil body.
Hum, the void trembled, it seemed that it could not bear the ancient evil thoughts, and was about to collapse at any time. Seeing that the attack of the ancient evil thoughts was about to burst down again, at this moment, a young, but extremely determined voice spoke again between heaven and earth.
Rings.
"You haven't won yet, and I will never let you win!"
"Buzz!"
There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and the arrogant laughter of the ancient evil thoughts also stopped abruptly. Its eyes turned cold, and its two eyes, which were bigger than the house, looked down at it like sharp swords.
Chen Shaojun.
The sharp light is as dazzling as the sun and moon, and even the rolling dark clouds and thunder and fire cannot block it.
On the ground, Chen Shaojun's clothes were covered with blood. Even his ears and eyes were still bleeding when he spoke. However, even though his face was pale and his breath was weak, his internal organs were all displaced by that blow.
Chen Shaojun's eyes were still so firm and dazzling.
Just like a petrel flying in the storm, no matter how big the thunder is, no matter how fierce the waves are, it will never compromise, give up, let alone look back.
Never before had Chen Shaojun felt so uncomfortable.
Blood poured into the organs and penetrated the meridians. The whole body seemed to be torn apart. Severe pain, like bites from thousands of ants, continued to spread from all over the body. Even the bones in the chest, abdomen, and back were broken.
Quite a few.
As for the right hand holding the white jade spring and autumn pen, Chen Shaojun could feel that he had been severely injured again and again in the violent storm attacks. Although the surface remained normal, the surface of the bones had already cracked with countless spider web-like cracks.
Chen Shaojun didn't even know when these cracks would penetrate deep into the bone marrow and then completely collapse into pieces.
However, no matter what the outcome is, even if he is shattered to pieces, Chen Shaojun always has a strong obsession deep in his heart. He will never lose or give up. Even if he is shattered to pieces at the last moment, he will never compromise and try his best.
In all the worlds, Beidou is the most respected!
The disciples of the Beidou Immortal Sect have never flinched or feared. This is the teaching of the Master, and it is also the concept that everyone in the Beidou Immortal Sect respects.
The ancient evil thoughts underestimated him and the Beidou Immortal Sect too much. In the endless death, he relied on this obsession and will to wake up again. How could he be in it now?
Afraid of compromise in front of others.
Click, click, in the eyes of the ancient evil thoughts and everyone, Chen Shaojun trembled all over, slowly sat up from the ground little by little, and slowly straightened his body. It can be seen from his expression that every movement he made
It was all extremely painful, but his eyes were as bright as the bright moon, never wavering, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all, as if the tearing and severe pain happened to someone else.
"!!!"
Seeing this scene, even the ancient evil thought showed a look of shock, but soon its pupils shrank, and unrivaled murderous aura burst out from its whole body:
"court death!"
However, on the ground, Chen Shaojun smiled casually and didn't care. He held the pen in his right hand and held the white rice paper in his left hand, and just said one sentence:
"Life is what I want; righteousness is also what I want. You cannot have both. Those who sacrifice life for righteousness..."
This is what Mencius, the Confucian and Taoist sage, said, and it is recorded in the "Mencius Gaozi 1" written by Mencius and his disciples. Chen Shaojun had read this scripture a long time ago, which is why he was able to continue to write the original works of the disciples.
However, Chen Shaojun had only read it before. This time, when faced with the threat of death and the choice of life and death, Chen Shaojun understood it for the first time.
Looking at Chen Shaojun at this moment, even the ancient evil thoughts were moved by him. At this moment, Chen Shaojun's body was vaguely filled with some kind of aura that made it fearful.
On the ground, after saying those words, a dazzling light burst out from Chen Shaojun's body again, and the white jade spring and autumn pen in his hand also pushed forward, and the resistance from the original works of the masters suddenly became much smaller.
, I saw a flash of light, a complete "one click" appeared on the paper, and Chen Shaojun's body also burst out with dazzling golden light again, even stronger than before.
"Master Chen!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was moved. Everyone could feel that despite the mighty golden light, Chen Shaojun was actually close to running out of fuel.
Although the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body became stronger and stronger, the blood flowing out of the corners of his eyes and ears became even more urgent. In places where no one could see, the blood leaked through his pores, destroying the horned dragon that conquered the frost and snow.
The precious clothes are dyed darker and darker.
——The injuries in his body did not get better. He relied entirely on his own willpower to persist. No one thought that he could persist to this point.
A famous master from the Ministry of Industry, worshiped by the great merchants, and the aristocratic children, including Zhang Junzhe and the defenders, all clenched their fists.
"Huh, so stupid!"
In the sky, the ancient evil thoughts quickly came back to their senses and returned to normal:
"I admire your courage, but courage can never change anything. Since you are so eager to seek death, I will help you. After all, a righteous soul tastes better."
At the end of the sentence, a sharp edge flashed across the eyes of the ancient evil thoughts.
mercy?
pity?
In the dictionary of evil ways, these two words never exist. Only killing is their favorite pet.
Boom!
While speaking, its expression was cold, and it raised its arms again, and the endless destructive evil energy rushed into the sky like a huge wave, covering the sky like rolling dark clouds, covering everything again, that terrifying
The pressure came again.
No one knows Chen Shaojun's current situation better than it. He is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. This is Chen Shaojun's true situation. Although the barriers outside his body are still strong, his physical body can no longer withstand it. As long as he is hit, no matter whether he is blocked or not,
With such a blow, Chen Shaojun's whole body bones, including his internal organs, would be broken inch by inch and completely destroyed.
The rain is coming and the wind is blowing!
That vast power fills the world, and this will be Chen Shaojun's last chance.
The wind was surging and the air current was turbulent, but at this moment, Chen Shaojun turned a blind eye and listened as if he didn't feel it. His expression was focused and once again fell on the original work of Zhuzi, or in other words, fell on the last word "meaning".
The word "righteousness" has only three strokes, one stroke and one stroke. Chen Shaojun has completed the first two strokes, leaving only the last stroke. As long as this stroke is drawn, the original work of Zhuzi will be truly perfect, and it will be the last for everyone.
Chance.
The white jade spring and autumn pen in Chen Shaojun's hand was raised and landed in the middle of the strokes. However, as soon as the tip of the pen moved and before it landed on the paper, a huge pressure immediately came back.
Chen Shaojun is no stranger to this kind of resistance.
All this was within his expectation. He had experienced this huge resistance from the rules of heaven and earth and the power of the great road countless times before.
However, Chen Shaojun didn't pay attention. The white jade Chunqiu pen in his hand kept falling down. Buzz, Chen Shaojun's pen tip was vibrating like an earthquake, as if there were countless hands stopping him. The white jade Chunqiu pen has endured more than it has ever written.
Withstand extreme pressure,
Click, click, the surface of this literary holy pen, which has been passed down from generation to generation over the years, has been passed down from master to master, and has been nourished by countless literary styles, has begun to show countless tiny cracks, which makes people endure.
I couldn't help but worry that it might not be able to withstand the pressure at any time and burst.
There were more and more cracks crackling, and at the same time, ticking, strands of blood continued to drip from Chen Shaojun's body, pool after pool, and blood continued to gush out from the corners of Chen Shaojun's mouth, but Chen Shaojun remained unmoved.
He moved, his expression was focused, and the pen tip in his hand moved inch by inch towards the white rice paper. His expression was almost paranoid.
"One point, just the last bit..."
Chen Shaojun's long hair is flying and his robes are hunting. No matter what, he has to complete the final touch.
The ancient evil thoughts were so powerful and so fast. In just a moment, the terrifying, overwhelming evil thunderclouds were like Mount Tai, reaching the top of Chen Shaojun's head.
