Chapter 2437 The Iron Fist of Words, the Power of Knowledge!

"Ba Song, next, you must seize the opportunity!" Song Mutou said softly.

Then he stretched out his hand and made a light move, and something was summoned from the 'Born Life Dantian' and fell into his hands - a secret treasure? The Holy Land of Shadows!

This is the only treasure in the heavens and the world that can arouse the fire of obsession and materialize it to form combat power. It is a secret treasure that the shadow lord cherishes very much.

At this time, the body of this secret treasure 'Shadow Holy Land' was still full of cracks.

During these days, the Shadow Holy Land has been nourished by Song Shuhang's Fate Spirit Lake, and the cracks have recovered slightly. But if you want to heal it all, it is not enough to rely on the nourishment of the Benming Linghu, and you need to use many precious heaven and earth treasures to repair it.

"You have to hold on." Song Mutou called to the "Shadow Holy Land".

At the beginning, after the activation of Song Shuhang's "Knife Raising Technique", the 'Shadow Holy Land' had evolved once, and the strength was greatly improved.

"As long as you persevere, after this incident is over, I will find a way to restore you completely. Now, please lend me your power." Song Mutou activated the 'Shadow Holy Land'.

The next moment, on the land that was pulled over by the Great Soul Ecstasy, a raging fire of obsession burned—the obsession left by the Confucian saint was once again activated by the power of the 'liquid metal ball'.

The best person to deal with the liquid metal ball, from ancient times to the present, is none other than a Confucian saint.

wow~~

The flame of the raging saint's obsession was pulled over and gathered on the 'Shadow Holy Land'.

The Shadow Holy Land became hot, and the cracks on it further expanded... There were even faint sounds of pain.

It's a pity that Song Mutou didn't master the "Knife Raising Technique" and could not relieve the pain for the Shadow Holy Land.

"Hold on, you must hold on. As long as this wave is over, there will be countless "Knife Raising Techniques" waiting for you. The cracks on your body can be repaired in one fell swoop..." Song Mutou said.

The Holy Land of Shadows made a very spiritual vibration.

The next moment, countless flames of obsession were transformed by the 'Shadow Holy Land', and the illusory flames wrapped Song Wood.

The flames enveloped, and the figure of Song Mutou disappeared.

At the same time, there is an aura that is too powerful to describe, born in this flame.

Boom~

The flames spread...

A man wearing a Confucian shirt appeared in the void.

He just stood there, with a grand master style of his own.

When people see him, for some reason, they feel that he is... stunned!

No need to introduce others, and there is not even that kind of terrifying coercion and other aura leaking out, just simply going to that station, it is a master, inexplicably hanging.

"Successful." Emperor Hunhun showed a simple and honest smile, and it was worth his effort to dig up the entire continent and drag it into the battle space.

Next, it is to reproduce the battle of Confucian saints VS liquid metal balls.

In the battle between the saint and the liquid metal ball for the heavenly way, no one saw the final battle scene. Today, maybe they can have a chance to see the demeanor of World War I.

The sky above the obsession body of the 'Confucian saint'.

The group of holy apes quickly lined up neatly, all gathered behind the saint's obsession body, they silently opened the saint's scripture: "I was very hanged when I was born!"

"I was very hung up when I was studying!"

"I was very hung up when I entered the Dao!"

"I was very hung up when I was cultivating!"

"The way I created is very conspicuous!"

"Hanging, hanging, hanging, hanging, hanging~"

As the chanting sounds continued, the righteousness between heaven and earth gathered, strengthening the state of Confucian saints.

In the void, the number of holy apes is also increasing.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand...

The real holy ape chorus army is here.

The holy apes don't have to do anything. Just standing here and singing and drinking in unison can bring enormous pressure to the enemy.

In the void, the eyes of the liquid metal giant were attracted by the obsession body of the Confucian saint.

At this time, the state of the liquid metal giant was very embarrassing.

The few who surrounded it were the top immortals of the ancient heaven back then.

Huge vines wrapped around its body, a thick layer of ice sealed its movements, and the immortal fire of the rising sun rolled over its wounds, preventing it from regenerating.

The obsession body of the Confucian saint raised his head and looked at the liquid metal giant.

In the eyes of the liquid metal giant, emotions such as anger and hatred emerged.

But there is no emotion in the eyes of the Confucian saints.

"Howl~" The liquid metal giant roared. It gave up floating and prepared to land, crushing all the creatures on the ground below.

The sage obsession body lightly touched his body—probably because Song Shuhang had summoned the 'sage obsession' once last time, his body had an adaptation factor.

Coupled with the fact that he has the 'blood of a saint' in his body, and he often replaces his eyes with the 'eyes of a Confucian saint', at present, Song Shuhang's body does not reject the obsessional power of a Confucian saint, and he can play the saint perfectly. the power of.

The sage obsession raised his hand and threw out the scriptures in his hand.

The scripture was instantly enlarged, and the book was opened, revealing a dark 'space door'.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own big world.

The space door is suspended in front of the saint's obsession body, but the other side of the door is projected on the side of the liquid metal giant.

The sage's obsession raised his sleeves, clenched his fists, and made a good posture.

At the same time, countless 'Confucianism' appeared, wrapped around the fist of the saint's obsession.

This is the iron fist of words!

The power of knowledge!

Holding the iron fist of knowledge, the Confucian saint slammed into the 'scripture space gate' in front of him.

The next moment, from the projection of the space gate on the side of the liquid metal giant, a huge fist was projected, and a punch hit the liquid metal giant's face.

Holding the iron fist of the power of knowledge in his hand, he slapped his face heavily. The liquid metal giant's face was splashed with water, and his face was smashed.

The far-reaching use of 'space ability' by Confucian saints is amazing!

After the sage's obsessional body made a hit, he didn't stop.

Like hitting a sandbag, his fists slammed into the 'scripture space gate' frantically!

Stormy fists kept hitting the space gate, and then enlarged from the other side of the space gate, hitting the liquid metal giant fiercely.

The liquid metal man wanted to avoid it, but the projection of the space door was like a shadow, and its huge volume could not avoid this small space door.

boom boom boom

The iron fist of knowledge, the power of words, every blow is teaching the liquid metal giant to be human.

From fist to flesh, every blow contains the sound of Confucian students reciting scriptures - the iron fist of the saint is not only hitting the body of the giant, but also educating the spirit of the giant.

Strike the enemy's flesh with fists, use knowledge to change the enemy's interior, and cultivate both inside and outside. This is the invincible Confucian sage suppressed by Confucian saints.

The Great Northern Emperor, the Great Western Emperor, the Great Evil Soul, and Fairy Pan Taoguo couldn't get involved from the beginning to the end.

The imaginary scene of the saint obsessive body fighting against the liquid metal man did not appear at all.

From the beginning to the end, it is the obsessional body of the Confucian saint who hangs the liquid metal man.

[In the battle of Heaven and Dao back then, was it really a Confucian saint who lost? 】

This thought appeared in the minds of everyone present.