Not long after, there were countless tall fleets of the imperial court on the other side, and countless athletes waving flags on it.

Hundreds of gentlemen in literary and Taoist clothes were wearing white robes, standing in front of the fleet, floating in white in the sea breeze, making them look even more coquettish.

After a while, a small boat slowly drifted out of the fleet. Kong Jien stood up in a green robe. The small boat seemed to ride the wind, and it was extremely fast.

A fog gradually spread on the coast, and the blue shirt drove the boat through the fog. In the vast smoke and water, it seemed like a banished immortal, waiting to approach Zhurong Peak.

Kong Ji'en roared and rose into the air. With a bang, a faint purple mist gradually appeared on the nine heavens, lingering on Zhurong Peak and never dissipated for a long time.

"The sub-saint traveled, the purple air came from the east for three thousand miles, and the rumors were indeed true." Several old men looked at Zhurong Peak and murmured.

In the purple air, Kong Ji'en seemed like a god, which made everyone who saw this scene intoxicated.

The majestic body of a mountain looked at the green robe, and whispered softly, then stepped towards the void.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, and he was more like walking in the garden, but the distance between each step was very far. After a while, he stepped on the void and soared into the sky. The black robe figure stood tall at the edge of the top of Zhurong Peak.

Yan Qianqiu looked at the opponent in front of him, and the scene in front of him suddenly smiled: "Climb the peak of Zhurong, and see the small mountains. The yellow sea is yellow, and the rivers and lakes are lost. Before such beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but feel happy when I asked Brother Kong to fight."

Kong Jien felt the powerful aura of Bing Qianqiu, and suddenly felt familiar, but before he could think deeply, he heard Bing Qianqiu's words.

Looking at the person's atmosphere, Kong Ji'en immediately knew that this was his strong enemy, but he was not nervous at all and said happily: "I never thought that you were also a gentleman, but what you said was that before this scene, you could compete with you for your whole life."

As he said that, Kong Jien still felt an inexplicable familiarity and said a little, "It must be the first time I met you, but for some reason I am inexplicable familiarity?"

I was sick for a long time and laughed: "I look at Brother Kong, it seems like an old friend in the past. Unfortunately, the past has passed away and the world has been separated for a long time."

"please!"

Kong Jien also smiled: "Please!"

As they spoke, the war was unexpectedly revealed, and the eyes of the two intersected, as if they were sympathetic to heaven and earth, and the changes arise between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked up and saw that there was a thick and heavy dark cloud above Zhurong Peak, which was originally lingering with purple air. It was suddenly moved rapidly from the Bohai Sea coast with flashing lightning. The overwhelming momentum made people feel chilled.

After Yan Qianqiu held his hands, his eyes were as lightning as the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Kong Jien, who was proudly standing in front of him, without saying a word.

In an instant, Yan Qianqiu's clothes, which were blown by the wind, suddenly stopped. His right foot gently stepped onto the ground. The mountains of Zhurong Peak shook, and it made a sound of muffled thunder. It spread through the rolling Bohai Sea, and a huge wave suddenly rolled up, which was intimidating.

The fleets on the Bohai Sea then rolled with the waves!

Some warriors who had first seen such a power of heaven and earth couldn't help but open their mouths and exclaimed: "This method! This method!"

Kong Jien, who was standing leisurely on Zhurong Peak, was still standing leisurely, and shouted loudly with a loud shout: "Spread!"

Kong Jien held Tianxian in his mouth. With one word, the mountains and rivers were settled, and when he drank it, the ghosts and gods were shocked.

In an instant, another vastness emerged in the world, layers of purple air rolled, breaking through the dark clouds in the air, and immediately introducing endless clouds of heaven and earth.

Jian Qianqiu shook his head and sighed: "Borrowing from the evolution and use of the great trend of heaven and earth, literary and Taoism is still above martial arts. But it's a pity. If you jump out of this great world, there will be no great trend in literary and Taoism."

Kong Ji'en looked into the sky, and if his eyes could see through clouds and mist, he would have a clear understanding of the outside world. He slowly said: "Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the Tao follows nature, the great power of heaven and earth is invisible, and the literary way can be borrowed, and it can be evolved resolutely. When I become enlightened, a word can transform the great power of the world, and the literary way is no longer an external force."

Bing Qianqiu nodded and said, "In this regard, I underestimated Brother Kong's way."

The two of them seemed to be making friends at this time, and they came here to have a heart-to-heart talk without any hostility. However, the more they did, the more they would be, the more they would be!

At this moment, Yan Qianqiu's black robe suddenly flew up, and the flies were heard. The endless wind and clouds between heaven and earth were circling around him with the energy around him. In an instant, a storm with amazing destructive power was formed. On Zhurong Peak, the entire mountain was slivering, and countless rolling stones fell down, with an extremely majestic atmosphere.

A faint slight energy gradually dissipated, forming hurricanes on the surface of the Bohai River. Some unlucky ships near the center of the hurricane were blown away by the hurricane, leaving countless broken ship debris on the sea surface.

The wind was howling and waves splashed everywhere. In an instant, the hurricane made the Bohai Sea surging, countless tides rolled over, covering the sky and the huge waves were hundreds of feet long, and in just an instant, dozens of ships were swallowed.

It is true that gods and immortals are suffering from fighting. Since everyone is careful, no matter how careful they are, they have not completely prevented it.

A miserable scream suddenly appeared on the Bohai Sea, and countless shouts came from the shouts.

At this time, Wang Meng and Wang Yuelian were also shocked, and in an instant, a huge fist was blasted out. The fist was vast and the seas were leveled. In an instant, several hurricanes surrounding them were smashed, and the huge waves gradually subsided.

Except for Wang Meng, there are other places where there are also masters taking action at this time to protect their fleet. As for those ships without masters, they can only rely on luck at this time.

In other words, luck is originally a kind of strength.

Kong Ji'en smiled slightly and held his hands back. At this moment, his heart completely opened up. The emotions that had been suppressed for many years surged into his heart without reservation. Countless years of planning and countless years of planning were revealed in his heart in an instant.

The past, present, and future are integrated into one.

I have been in front of the Emperor of Heaven countless years ago, and if I were lonely ghosts, floating between heaven and earth for countless years, I will perfect the great way.

Now that Wendao has appeared in the world, he has already reached this place, the ancestor of Wendao and the noble of the sub-saint.

Imagine the future scene, the way of literature is circulating through time, the way of literature is the most holy, and the word of literature is changed, the world is only in one mind, and the way of heaven is nothing to think of.

This is what happens when the world changes!
Chapter completed!