v10 Chapter 52： 变 Transform

Chapter 52: The Transformation

To the north of the four major continents, within Xinjiang.

Lu Jiang is the place where the sage of Hongru is famous, and it is the most prosperous place of Confucianism and Taoism in the world.

In these days, all the Hongru Academy in Lujiang have been ordered, and the disciples must read the Analects in the academy industriously. To the extent that three days ago, Lu Jiang heard the sound of endless reading. Never stopped for a moment.

As if every reading was read, a ray of faith in Confucius was taken away.

The sky across the territory of Lujiang was a vast sky, and in the center of Lujiang. An endless statue of Confucius was shrouded in endless white light. Even at night.

The statue of Confucius seems to be able to absorb white light, and constantly extracts Lujiang's infinite faith.

Below the statue is a large circle of palaces. This is the Confucian and Taoist shrine, Confucius' dojo. Hongru Holy Palace.

Around the Hongru Holy Palace, there are a large number of Confucian and Taoist sages. The endless reader of the Analects converges endless Confucian and Taoist beliefs into the statue of Confucius, and then spreads to the distant place of Confucius through the statue.

Hongru Holy Palace is a huge group of palaces. Of course, there is also a main hall, which is called Hongru Holy Palace.

A large number of Confucian and Taoist Daxian read The Analects, but inside was a quiet one.

At this moment, someone suddenly opened the door. It is Confucius' "grandson", Kong Sekong.

"Who?" There was a sudden scolding in the hall.

"Uncle Shi, it's me, Sekong!" Sekong immediately called.

Enter the hall and close the gate immediately.

In the hall, a man sat cross-legged, wearing a white robe, extremely dusty. If Zhongshan would recognize it here, this would be the last ancestor of Confucianism.

"Sekong? What are you doing?" The man in the robes wondered.

"The great ancestors are facing difficulties, and as great great grandchildren also want to do something for their great ancestors!" Sekong sighed.

"You know what?" The man in the robes frowned.

"Yeah, this is no secret. Lu Jiang is close to the enemy! Who doesn't know? Just because Sekong's strength is low and he can't help Zengzu." Sekong looked resentfully.

"You have this kind of filial piety! It is not long for Master to meet the ancestors in the four major continents!" Said the man in the robe.

"Uncle and ancestors, disciples can't help great ancestors because they are powerless. You are an ancestor. You can help great ancestors. One more you, great ancestors." Sekong anxiously said.

"Master, let me sit here!" The Confucian man was also embarrassed.

"Sit town, what's so good about it here? All the uncles and ancestors are outside, who dares to make trouble? All the uncles and ancestors are studying hard, and you are sitting here, this ........." Sekong anxiously said. .

Obviously complained that he did not help Confucius, after all, everyone was studying to accumulate faith to provide Confucius, but an ancestor in front of him, a big master sitting here empty.

"No, my task is to guard the image of Master ’s faith. Only by guarding the icon of faith, Master will have a steady stream of faith!" The man in robes shook his head.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the icon of faith, no one can destroy it!" Sekong affirmed.

"Oh?" The Confucian man seemed to hear the taste.

"I have already gone to the Kong family, please help the Kong family!"

"But isn't the Kong family irrespective of Master?"

"After all, the great ancestor was the owner of the Confucian family. What did Kong declare? I have invited two ancestors of the Confucian family to temporarily hide in the dark to protect the holy image of the faith, just to conceal the four concubines of the Confucian family. Sekong immediately said.

"Okay, Sekong, you're doing well. This time when Master returns, I must report to Master and count your first contribution!" The man in the robe said excitedly.

"Well, I asked Master Shizu to help Zengzu, no matter what, even helping Zengzu to hold an ancestor is a great help to Zengzu!" Sekong continued.

"Okay, you're right, I'll go right now, and I'll leave it to you!" The man in the robe said excitedly.

"Relax!" Seko nodded.

The robe man flickered and disappeared into the hall.

Sekong waited for a while, and after confirming that the man in the robe was really gone, he looked pale, and there was a coldness in his eyes! Then a wicked smile appeared.

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Beiju Luzhou, Holy Corpse Mountain.

Holding Qing Pingjian in his hand, he walked to the front of Biyou Palace and looked at the direction of Tianting quietly.

The heavenly array left by Hong Jun was turbulent throughout the four major continents, but the vicinity of the Holy Corpse Hill was quiet and did not shake at all.

Alas, it has been affirmed by a rebirth of saints, this is a heavenly body. It's just weird that you can't see your face.

In this situation, Zhunti, Taishang, and Citation have to enter the game. It stands to reason that as long as the reborn saints of the previous generation, they will definitely go to break the game.

But I didn't, I still looked at it faintly, and couldn't see his face clearly, but from his calm attitude, he seemed to be planning something.

I watched it for three days and three nights in front of Biyou Palace, turned my head and walked back to Biyou Palace.

The gate of Biyu Palace closed abruptly, and Xun seemed to ignore the disputes in the heavenly courts.

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Around the heaven.

Surrounding more and more powerful people, gradually, people also know the situation at hand.

Fighting the sage?

The saints are high and respected by people all over the world, but outward respect is one aspect. Deep down, many people are selfish. Why can he be a saint? And I'm just a minor practitioner waiting to die? Therefore, for this battle, people want to see what it is like for a saint to be dismounted.

Then he rushed in. Forty-nine days, the black hole outside the Tao became bigger.

The Quartet strong also became more careful.

Kong Xuan looked at the battlefield, and Zhong Shan looked at the battlefield. In a distant corner, Sun Shen also held his fist and looked at the battlefield.

Just now Zhong Shan arrived, Sun Shen also found out, but at this moment, Sun Shen was even more worried about mentioning it.

On the other hand, in a valley, with two hands doing the same, I don't know when it will arrive at the periphery.

Zhong Shan looked at the battlefield in front of him, but he really couldn't understand it. After all, what was inside the black hole was beyond the sight.

"嘭 ~～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

With a loud noise, a figure suddenly shot from the center of the battlefield.

Yeah!

The moment he saw him, Zhong Shan frowned. What does this mean?

He did not leave, but stood in the outer air, staring at the huge black hole in front of him.

Suddenly, I raised my head and roared!

"Roar ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The sound was loud, as if it had overshadowed all the sounds of heaven and earth. Almost everyone heard the roar in their ears and hearts. Roaring, irritable, and powerful! This is the message in this voice.

And the roar was so long. At this moment, the body of the uncle had also changed tremendously.

Behind me, some bones are slowly emerging! No, it's a pair of wings. Huge wings extended from the back.

It is getting bigger and bigger, and it reaches ten times longer in a blink of an eye.

The wings do not have feathers, as if numerous dragon scales were attached to the wings, and the dark wings seemed to be full of crickets. The bones are huge like keel bones, full of beauty of strength.

I opened my mouth to the sky.

Although there was a long distance, everyone could see clearly. Suddenly there were two huge **** fangs in his mouth. His eyes were flushed, as if his eyes were gone.

A powerful and overbearing zombie form is displayed in front of everyone.

As Zhangkou shouted at the sky, a blood-colored cloud appeared in the sky, and the blood-cloud continued to rotate around the center, looking extremely dull. Then he was sucked into the mouth.

The skin of the cricket turned slightly black, and the arms were much thicker. When the fist was held slightly, there was a space crack in the palm, as if the space was broken by the cricket.

When the roar stopped, I looked at the black hole battlefield again, a pair of huge keel wings, and the figure shot into the center of the battlefield again.

From the moment he appeared, the Quartet never talked again, because during the short roar just now, the oppression to everyone was too great. So many people who talked were shut up by this momentum.

There was a deep shock in the eyes of the demon king beside Zhongshan.

However, Zhongshan does not think that it is different, because Zhongshan heard this long ago, Xiao Qian Shijie, 嬴 wake up from a deep sleep is also this form.

While Zhong Shan was watching the battlefield in the distance, Zhong Shan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The red-breasted pink lotus has turned blue again.

Without hesitation, Baji Tianwei slammed in front of everyone.

I saw a streamer coming from wish. It happened to be a strong collision with the tail of Xunxian sword.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The building at the foot of Zhongshan smashed and opened, and the Demon King was forced to retreat in this horrible momentum, and at the same time he quickly left.

The one that collided with Wu Xianjian was actually a golden palm.

Wu Xianjian returned without success, and the opponent was driven back.

It's Jinpeng! Jin Peng actually came here unwillingly.

When Jin Peng arrived, he found Zhong Shan and his team, and the source dragon, and found that the lead was not beside Zhong Shan, and Jin Peng was overjoyed.

With one hand, Jin Peng thought that no one could stop himself.

Even if a sword-shaped tail was just stretched out, Jin Peng didn't pay much attention, what about the sword? As long as it is not an ancestral weapon, no matter how strong the sword is, it must be broken by itself.

But just after a collision, Jin Peng found something bad.

Ye Xianjian! Jinpeng roared in his heart! No one succeeded in a collision.

Jin Peng looked at the huge eight-pole sky tail, and then looked at its purple tail, with a look of surprise.诛 Sword? Is this Xianxian sword? How did it become a tail?

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