The treasure of Confucius!?

After the old man from Confucius's house bowed down again, Yingbai's talent swept the world, and most of the Holy Yuan Continent was alarmed by his strange phenomena.

The most treasures of the literary saint are one by one in line with this contemporary Yansheng Gong’s literary style.

This old man, who was originally only a semi-saint, had his own talent soared at this moment, as if he had no limit at all!

In just a blink of an eye, he entered the sub-saint realm that only the disciples of Confucius had entered!

Even so, his talent was still skyrocketing. With the blessing of these seven treasures of Confucius, it seemed that the sub-saint's literary position was not the limit at all!

Under everyone's unimaginable eyes, countless thoughts were rolling, and it seemed that it was really possible that he would use this to enter the holy realm!

With such a magnificent power of the holy path, even Zhao Qi could turn the entire Holy Yuan World into a neutron star-like fist wind that had been beaten countless times, and paused for a moment!

The world is full of talent, and Confucius’s lord possesses nine dou!

Even though according to the historical records of the Holy Academy, King Wen of Zhou was the first to win the favor of the Wenqu Tianxing in the history of the Holy Yuan Dynasty, only Confucius was the one who really called the Holy Yuan Continent to enter the era of talent!

The Confucian and Taoist system was built by him, and the various schools of thought were swallowed up by him, and the seeds of talent were derived from him.

In the magnificent Holy Yuan Continent, all the etiquette and orders come from him.

The Shengyuan Continent ran wildly in the future he decided, crushing all the people or things who dared to stand in front of the etiquette he decided!

Compared with Confucius Sheng, King Wen Ji Chang was really too low-key.

Even if the Zhou Dynasty was destroyed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Zhou Dynasty did not do anything. The family moved to Taiyin Star together and stopped playing in the Shengyuan Continent.

It can be said that the entire Shengyuan Continent is the stage of Confucius, Wen Sheng. No one can compare with him after thousands of years!

"If the heaven does not give birth to Zhongni, it will be like the long night forever!"

Confucius’s name is worthy of it!

At this moment, just as the Holy Yuan tribe is in danger and the holy path is about to overturn. The birth of Confucius' treasure is like a shot of heart-warming agent, which makes everyone here feel very happy from the bottom of their hearts!

At this time, we face the destruction attack that can overturn the Holy Yuan Continent at any time.

The Yan Shenggong of the Confucius Mansion was not as good as he thought about it. He opened the booklet in his hand, and the true saint manuscript written by Kong Sheng himself was shining with every word, and every word was gems and glowing.

And the long river of talent around him was like falling from the nine heavens, covering everything.

It covered Zhao Qi with his punch in a moment!

The next moment, a series of beautiful chapters appeared out of thin air in the vast sky. With this Yan Sheng Gong as the center, endless words were like stars in the sky, as if they completely replaced the heavenly abyss!

The long river of talent composed of countless words shook slightly. Among the literary stars, the word "destruction" escaped from it. With the boundless and vast talent of Wenqu, it turned into an incomprehensible saint's words, and the will to kill is reflected in the literary world.

In an instant, the entire Shengyuan Continent seemed to be unable to withstand such power, and they were shaking and trembling!

The words of thousands of people make money, and the death is gone without a problem. The saint wants to die, and who can save the entire Holy Yuan Continent?

Before the many semi-saints pine air here had been waiting for, the word "fire" popped up again in the stars of the text and sank into the long river.

The holy way burns, the etiquette and law are like the sky, burning everything that is inconsistent with the holy way.

The pure white and crystal clear flames fell, and the temperature of the entire Mount Tai had instantly increased to a point where the semi-saints were sweating profusely!

In the pure white and crystal-clear flames, the long river of talent was not burned, but became more and more brilliant. Countless great powers of the holy Tao were awakened, in line with the holy Taoism of the entire Holy Yuan Confucian and Taoist world, and the most essential original power was constantly blooming.

But even so, the long river of talent still did not stop, just like suppressing a peerless fetus, but became more and more tyrannical.

The various saints' words "Thunder Feng Shui Death and Kill" were performed successively. The natural power of the holy way bloomed from the stars like a flood, pouring directly into the river of talent, as if to completely refine Zhao Qi, who was deep in it, into nothingness!

Such a scene completely exceeded the imagination of many semi-saints. But it also made them even more excited!

"Sure enough, even if my holy Taoist Confucius died, his heroic spirit is still protecting us and the holy Taoist! Today I must call the yellow-haired clan to know the great power of my holy Tao!"

"Our Holy Academy monitors everything about the Shengyuan. This method of using the name of the ancients to increase one's own value is the most despicable. This child, in the name of the ancestors made in history, disrupted the etiquette of the Shengyuan, and should be punished!"

"Should be punished!"

"Should be punished!"

"Should be punished!"

"After this battle, we must recast history books, and we must not ask any false statements about our holy path to appear on the Holy Yuan Continent again! Today's disaster, we must take it as a warning!"

"It is indeed the case. Today's disaster for my Holy Yuan was caused by someone who misinterpreted the history of my Holy Yuan. We are re-written the almanac, which is in line with the Holy Yuan and the Holy Way, and we are obliged to revise our Album!

I must truly clarify ancient history for future generations without leaving any residue!”

"Yes, yes! Brother Zitian said it very well!"

Looking at the contemporary Yan Shenggong, his strength is as fierce as a result of the legacy of Confucius, and he has truly gained the power to turn the tables.

The half-saints of the hundreds of schools are so happy.

Before, Cang Jieyu killed their semi-saints at will, and it was like a foul in this world!

It can be so jealous that it makes people feel terrified!

With such strength, no matter who he is or what kind of achievements he has against the human race, he is the biggest enemy of the Holy Academy!

Just because in the eyes of these semi-saints, any force that is not under their control is the Holy Yuan Continent. The biggest original sin of the Holy Yuan human race is simply not to be cherished!!

"This is the legendary lack of cultivation. If you are equipped with equipment? What is the meaning of Kong Er's power? I said that anyone who is going to die today is useless if anyone comes!"

Just as these semi-saints were eagerly preparing to recast ancient history and bury all the truth after this war.

A disdainful voice flowed out of the river of talent. Facing everyone's eyes, a pair of flawless jade hands poked out from the river.

The endless talent of Wen Sheng and the great killing technique evolved from the evolution of this pair of jade hands can only make a little light white mark, but it is fleeting.

The next moment, the jade hand suddenly exerted force.

"hiss"

The huge river of talent and the stars of words floating in the sky seemed to have been traumatized by them and were torn into two pieces!

It was instantly that the long river of energy gathered, and it turned into a book that had broken countless bamboo slips and fell back into the hands of Yan Shenggong.

And Zhao Qi seemed to have no change at all, and there was no wrinkle in his corner!

"Bang"

He didn't ask this Yan Shenggong to do any other moves. Zhao Qi grinned and laughed loudly at these semi-saints.

The next moment, he held his jade hand and hit the void directly.

There were layers of dull bursting sounds in the sky, and countless cracks that were dark and deep were spreading out with Zhao Qi's fist.

Kong Qi, the contemporary Yansheng Gong, just felt that he was hit by countless huge stars outside the sky. In just a moment, he knew nothing!
Chapter completed!