As soon as Confucius finished speaking, the void shook, and a large pen came across the sky. The awe-inspiring aura instantly suppressed the heaven and the earth. It was faintly visible that countless scholars were reciting Confucian classics. There were those with high crowns, some with ragged clothes, some with yellow mouths, and some with drooping eyes.
In the hands of the elderly, there are bamboo slips, papers, etc., and various Confucian classics appear one after another.
On the large pen, there is a sparkling spiritual light, and the innate immortal spiritual light is transformed into various divine patterns and intertwined with it. This is a Confucian religious treasure that has been enshrined by the Haoran Zhengqi Sect for thousands of years.
When Zhao Gao saw the Spring and Autumn Brush appearing in the void, he immediately let out a roar, with demonic aura exuding from his tentacles, and went towards Confucius.
"The righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period is to clarify right from wrong and punish evil!" Confucius, with his beard and hair flying, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, clicked through the air.
The awe-inspiring righteousness condensed in the air instantly seemed to have found a target to vent, and rushed towards Zhao Gao. The sound of chanting in the air became louder, the sky was filled with divine light, and various words flashed one by one,
The demonic energy in the sky was like white snow meeting the scorching sun, turning into nothing. There were bursts of screams, and more than a dozen tentacles were swept away by the Spring and Autumn Pen and turned into ashes. No matter how Zhao Gao resisted, he was still not one of them.
opponent.
Finally, the vermilion pen tip fell on Zhao Gao, and Zhao Gao's momentum suddenly surged. When Yang Guang and others were preparing to resist, the momentum on the opposite side suddenly weakened again, and finally fell to the bottom.
Yang Guang and others looked around and saw cracks appearing in Zhao Gao's huge body. The breeze blew by and turned into fly ash, disappearing without a trace. As powerful as Zhao Gao, even after transforming into a demon, he could not escape Chunqiu Bi's influence.
Kill.
"What a righteous Spring and Autumn, it's amazing." Lin Feifeng took a deep breath. The Wuliang Sword Sect doesn't have this kind of treasure to suppress the religion. The Qingping Sword is just one of them, but as strong and domineering as this, probably only the Spring and Autumn Pen
Already.
"It's very powerful. It's just such a powerful innate spiritual treasure, why didn't you use it at the beginning?" Yang Guang couldn't help but say.
Lin Feifeng glanced at him with beautiful eyes and said calmly: "Such a treasure, every time it is used, it consumes a lot of energy. The awe-inspiring righteousness inside has been accumulated for many years. It is not easy to use it. Just
If you think of me, using Jin'ao Island is just using his projection."
Yang Guang nodded and sighed slightly: "My Sui Dynasty is still a little weak." He looked at the Chunqiu Brush slowly disappearing in the air, and sighed in his heart. Although he was powerful, he was far behind against the Chunqiu Brush.
If the huge city of Chang'an encountered such a spiritual treasure, it would be reduced to ashes with just one stroke.
"If you can't use it, don't use it." Lin Feifeng suddenly sighed: "Using such a method can only mean that it is the last moment."
Yang Guang remained silent. He looked into the distance. Zhao Gao was dead and there was no one in charge of the formation. In addition, Hou Tu and others had broken through the flag gate. In the Chunqiu writings, the powerful Haoran Zhengqi had destroyed the formation. The last remaining ones were
However, several blood-red golden figures, even if they are golden figures, are missing arms and legs, thus losing the value of research.
At this time, all the immortals appeared one after another. They were all in a miserable state and suffered countless losses. The Wuliang Sword Sect only had Lin Feifeng, the Beast Control Sect only had the Master Yu Beast and his junior brother, and the Haoran Zhengqi Sect was left with
The largest number of people was thirty-two, but the number of people lost was even greater, and their vitality was severely damaged. It may take a thousand years to recover.
"Zhao Gao has become a demon, but what I am worried about is that the traitor Ying Zheng has also become a demon. If this person becomes a demon, I am afraid that soon all living things will be wiped out, and our sect will be in danger of being destroyed." Confucius glanced at the crowd and raised his eyebrows.
With angry flames flashing in his eyes, he said loudly: "I have decided to lead the Haoran Zhengqi Sect to a decisive battle with Ying Zheng. What do you think?"
"Senior brother." Master Yan's expression changed drastically after hearing this, and he was about to stop him.
"Junior brother, so many of our brothers have fallen at the hands of Zhao Gao, shouldn't we take revenge?" Kong Fuzi's eyes were red, with a look of sadness on his face, and he cried bitterly: "This is all the fault of the traitor Ying Zheng.
Are we just going to watch our enemies get away with it?"
Master Yan stopped talking immediately after hearing this, and his eyes became a little sad.
"We, the Beast Controlling Sect, are also participating in this demon-killing operation." The dragon that the Beast Controlling Master sat down was swallowed by the demon, and now he can only ride on the clouds. He glanced at Lin Feifeng and said loudly: "Senior sister, this time Immeasurable Sword
Zong can't fall behind. If not, let's sacrifice Jin'ao Island together. The sacred pattern on it is enough to obliterate Ying Zheng's body."
"If we kill Ying Zheng, our Wuliang Sword Sect will not be left behind. However, we should contact the Buddhist sect on this matter, and we cannot let our Xuanmen family take action. Ying Zheng is the enemy of the three realms, and the power of the Dutian Shensha Formation is infinite.
Even the Emperor of Heaven died in the formation, should we inform Heaven?" Lin Feifeng was still somewhat rational. Knowing that this matter was more serious than what appeared, she decided to call in more helpers.
"It's natural. It's impossible to capture Afang Palace with our strength alone. We have to ask the masters for help. Heaven is the master of the three realms. To destroy such a demon, we naturally have to take action." Confucius looked at him.
Flashing.
"I would also like to ask fellow Taoists to tell Afang Palace to sit there. After Pindao returns, he will relocate the nearby people to avoid accidentally hurting mortals." Yang Guang's eyes flashed with strange light. Unexpectedly, these golden immortal masters actually agreed to this matter. Don't they?
Should we go back to recuperate and regain our strength?
"South of the Wei River, Shanglin Garden is the Afang Palace. There is a cave heaven and paradise there, which is where the Afang Palace is located. The so-called Yang Gong's treasure is actually just one of the exits of the Afang Palace." Confucius said calmly: "When the time comes
, let your Sui clan guard that exit to prevent Ying Zheng from escaping."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Afang Palace only has two exits. If Ying Zheng cannot resist our attack, he will definitely escape from the exit. I'm afraid it won't be appropriate to just rely on fellow Taoist Yang and the other three immortals." Lin Feifeng said quickly: "Why don't we all sit here together with Pindao then?
As for Afang Palace, I’m afraid my master from the Wuliang Sword Sect will go there at that time.”
After all, Lin Feifeng was worried about Yang Guang's safety. It was okay for Ying Zheng to struggle to the death. If he forced a breakout, the place where Yang Gong's treasure was located might not be a good place. After all, there were many mortals there. If there were heavy casualties, it would also affect the immortal energy.
transport.
"Since Fellow Daoist Lin said so, then please ask the Wuliang Sword Sect and the Great Sui clan to guard the exit of Duke Yang's treasure." After hearing this, Confucius thought for a while and agreed.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin." Yang Guang breathed a sigh of relief. There were no other three immortals from the Sui clan, but he was the only one.
