"Oh!" Lei Yu spit out a bite of blood, his face was extremely pale, and the green vortex died, and he was also affected. However, it was not no harvest. At least the "Kobe" of the Kimo Emperor was completely absorbed by the green vortex.
"Aoki Supreme Lei" goes to the next level.
If he now refine the seeds of the starry sky, he has 70 % of his grasp to turn Aoki Lei into a real "Aoki Supreme Thunder".
"!" Qin Yin changed again, and Mr. Wen's hands were on the "Xie Xieqin". A sage style, but the pop -up piano sound was powerful, as if the battle was hissing
, A big army virtual shadow appeared in the sky, the shadow is enough, so amazing.
"Li Qingshan, the old man, this piano is called Xie Xieqin. As the name suggests, it is specially made by the demons. I will give you a chance. If you surrender now, I will never hurt you again!"
At this moment, Mr. Wen is like a general of a hundred battles. If you say it is the military order, it is unquestionable.
However, Lei Yu is not an ordinary practitioner. His deity is turned into a layer of light hood, and he can let the sound of the piano, but it cannot cause the slightest harm to him.
"Mr. Wen, I respect you as Confucian people, and I do n’t want you to foul it with the Kim Emperor Tian, to corrupt the Confucian reputation. If this incident is passed, you are afraid that you will lose your reputation instantly."
Lei Yu said that the Confucian name is more important than fighting Mr. Wen from the reputation, and he will definitely hurt him much more seriously.
Hearing the words, Mr. Wen smiled elegantly. He was wearing a white Confucian robe with a handsome face and a elegant temperament. In addition, he was middle -aged age.
The taste of Confucianism is in line with the True of Confucianism.
"Yes, Li Qingshan, you are convinced by my Confucian children. However, the old man is not an ordinary Confucian child. This is the Thunder Continent, not the Confucian Academy.
No matter how big it is, it's just a delusion! "
"Besides, here is Tianfengpo again. Can you be confident that you can escape the palm of your husband?"
Mr. Wen smiled quietly and did not move. His hands played on the "evil piano".
The voices of the reunion.
Silver -white light spreads in the sky, and Guqin strings are leisurely. Every tremor has a wonderful feeling. Lei Yu only feels like he is in the fairy domain.
The wonderful Teana.
"Not good, this is the role of‘, ’!” Suddenly, Lei Yu was shocked, and the original wonderful feeling completely disappeared. His forehead came up with cold sweat from large stocks, as if he had a serious illness.
Xianle is wonderful, but in this wonderful, he implies the killing. If he is obsessed with it again, I am afraid that he will be separated.
"Hey! Good boy, Xiuwei is only the pinnacle of the tenth level of Leidan, but God's thoughts have reached the thunderboy period, and you have more and more surprises to the old man.
The meaning of it. "
There was a hint of surprise on Mr. Wen's face. His "evil piano" was made from a Confucian Confucianism after a century of refining, which contains a spirit of Confucianism, which can produce voicing sounds.
After hearing this voiced voice, at least he had to add to the time of fragrance, but Lei Yu recovered only for a while. It was unexpected.
However, the difference between the two between the two is huge. Even if Lei Yu is awake again, Mr. Wen's face is still very calm.
He stroked the piano with both hands, sitting in the clouds, and the first time on his face appeared solemnly. The five piano string collapsed, and a song of a simple and leisurely song was popped up.
In between, a great Confucianism appeared.
This great Confucian face was hazy, with a silver white light covering, wearing a doctoral crown, wearing a blue robe, his body was straight like a pillar, and there was a vast breath on the whole body. It seemed that he was a real sage.
The Confucian classics came out of this Great Confucianism, and some of the Confucian statements emerged in the sky. Each sentence was over the Mount Tai and pressed towards Lei Yu. It seemed to overwhelm Lei Yu.
Confucianism is like Hanhai, and that great Confucianism is an ancient sage, driving Hanhai, turbulent, endless.
Lei Yu's ears are full of Confucian classics, endlessly, each sentence is full of reason, and it cannot be completely eliminated by how to refute these sentences.
These statements are summarized by the Confucian Confucian Confucianism. After countless times, although sometimes Lei Yu feels some problems when they see these statements, after a while, another sentence will be filled.
good.
As a result, Lei Yu is in these Confucian classics, constantly thinking, and as these Confucian classics fall.
Confucianism is rational, and the classics created are endless, Han Ruyan. Lei Yu has just entered the Zixiao School, and it is just a small amount of contact with Confucian classics.
It is almost to be trapped in it, and you should not extricate yourself.
"Haha, Mr. Wen is still amazing. The boy doesn't know the severity. I am afraid that he has sank in. When the young master goes in to capture him, he will recapture the" Aoki Supreme Lei "."
His "Wooden Emperor", his anger has never been eliminated. Now he seize the opportunity, how could he let it go.
Mr. Wen said that he stroked his piano with both hands and his expression was relaxed. The "evil piano" in his hand exudes a white light, which looks extremely sacred.
"The young master Mo is anxious. This kid has not completely sank. The old man's" Xie Xieqin "not only destroys the demon's body, but also can destroy the body and mind of the demons. This boy does not know the importance.
It's hard to come out. "
"In this case, then listen to Mr. Wen. However, Mr. Wen, don't turn him into a doll, at least keep a little consciousness.
Highly! "Kim Emperor said fiercely, looking at the Lei Yu in the void.
"Of course, the young master is waiting for the good sound!" Mr. Wen said, the two strokes of the piano, the five piano strings trembled, and a song was born.
It contains an unrealistic.
Lei Yu is getting deeper and deeper, all in their minds are all Confucian classics, and the others disappear. He stood up in the void, and his body seemed to be stiff and motionless.
It's.
"The gentleman is frank, the villain is long!"
"The gentleman does not stand the crime wall!"
"Wealth cannot be yin, poverty and low cannot be moved, mighty cannot be aggressive, this is the big husband!"
"A gentleman is not arrogant, the villain is arrogant but not Thai!"
..............
In a sentence, the Confucian classic is like thunder. He exploded throughout his mind. He is like a wandering boat, and he may be drowned in the endless sea at any time.
At this moment, Lei Yu was caught in a wonderful state. He was like an apprentice. He wanted to remember all these Confucian classics in his mind, but found that his mind was extremely painful, as if there were tens of millions of ants in him.
The brain climbing is normal, and it is impossible to write down at all.
At this moment, his mind suddenly shocked, a kind of understanding quietly came out. He seemed to have changed a person, and he was no longer the desperate elementary school apprentice, but a real demon god, stepped on the tens of millions of bones
, Killing like hemp.
In his body, "Jiuyou Huangquan Lei" surged, mighty, endless, and washed all the Confucian classics clean.
His heart has once again realized, and there is no dust in the dust. It is the profound and profound of the Confucian classics, but he has his own way, and he will not be confused because of these Confucian classics.
The vast gas.
Everything about Confucianism has something to do with him, no matter how much Confucianism said, but the differences between the Tao are different, the Confucian and hell magic sects are completely two extremes.
Then, then
Lei Yu's heart was happy, and he thought about it. His eyes were clear again. All the previous confusion was broken, and he could no longer cover his eyes. He seemed to be nirvana.
Stop him, those Confucian classics are a pile of shit in his eyes, without the slightest value.
"My Tao, my law, how can you be destroyed by you!" Lei Yu drank, he stood up, and his whole body exuded a strong evil spirit.
In his body, "Jiuyou Huangquan Thunder" surged. He was like a real demon god.
Roar! "Lei Yu whispered like a thunder, shaking the four wild, and the whole void was trembling. At this moment, he got rid of the shackles in his heart.
It emerged, rolling, vast.
Countless ghost roar, this hell is dark, the corpse mountains are bloody, and the horror is extremely terrifying.
"Hell Magic Sect? This is the means of Hell Magic Sect. Aren't you Li Qingshan, you are Lei Yu?" How could the horror on Mr. Wen can't hide it? Above the "evil piano", the silver white light is even stronger, like it is like
When I encountered natural enemies, a gently hung.