Chapter 2103: The Ocean of Learning Is Endless

When the four True Lords of Yan Dao are entangled, and when Meng Tianhai summons another supreme warrior, what else can stop the blood-stained Starlight Rose?

The three people connected by the Rose of Destiny gave their own answers.

Communicate through the ocean of subconsciousness, rely on the power of delusion to flow unimpeded, and use delusion to see the final truth.

This is what they gave in the end, facing Fu Lanting's knife!

Dou Zhao was the first person to be pierced by the Rose of Destiny, because after all, he was in the small world of farmland and was still some distance away from the battlefield. Next is the creator of the True Source Fire Realm, and finally is Chong Xuan Zun, whom Meng Tianhai has longed for.

In order to avoid accidents to the greatest extent, Meng Tianhai chose to run through the three in this order.

So Dou Zhao is the one closest to the flower, while Jiang Wang is in the middle and Chong Xuan Zun hangs on the outside.

Although their bodies and souls were restrained, although their power was dissipated, and although their consciousness was blurred, their fighting spirit has never been extinguished.

They completed the final communication in the deep sea of ​​subconsciousness, and then waited.

Waiting for this last moment.

Chong Xuanzun opened his eyes to kill the fool, and faced the True Lord Yan Dao, but still cut a slight gap, summoned the Big Dipper with seven star wheels, and thus activated Jiang Wang's True Self Dao Sword to the maximum, making it winter all over the world.

The seven stars shined together, finally creating an opportunity to take action.

Jiang Wang then blessed Douzhao with all the majestic killing power of God.

And Douzhao, who showed off his golden body in fighting, revealed his biggest trump card, the eighth of the seven fighting moves.

The so-called "first killing technique in the world" is a bloody and bloody name! It surpasses all the killing techniques in the world and is ranked number one, unrivaled!

The formation of the Seven Fighting Styles is the result of the relay training of countless geniuses throughout the Dou family.

Duke Wei of the Great Chu State, one of the most famous families in the world, a family with three thousand years of history in the southern region, has left behind these seven styles in its long history.

And Douzhao, at the age of thirty, made his eighth slash.

He created history and expanded the boundaries of the first killing technique!

This is the eighth style that belongs exclusively to him, but after a few years, it may not be impossible for anyone to learn this sword, and truly expand the seven styles of fighting into the eight styles of fighting.

[Cut the nature to see me] refers directly to the heart, and [Five Decline of Heaven and Man] is to kill heaven and man with a sword.

And "Eternity Becomes Yesterday" kills the "past", with a single blow, everything yesterday becomes yesterday.

Therefore, this sword cuts itself, cutting away all the powerlessness and weakness of the past. By slashing at Jiang Wang and Zhong Xuanzun, he cut off the constraints and imprisonment that had existed on them during the past period.

When it slashes at Fulanting, it wants to erase all of this person's past!

The Fu Lanting who was seeking enlightenment at Longmen Academy did not appear, and the Fu Lanting who served as the fifth generation head of the Blood River Sect never appeared. So at this moment, what reason does the blood river incarnate in front of me, Fu Lanting, still show its existence? !

The rose of fate has been shattered. Turned into dots of stars, dancing all over the sky.

He rushed out in white clothes, like the moon in the sky!

Zhongxuan Zun Tan grabbed it with his hand, and the three wheels of the sun, moon, and stars merged together to form a long sword for cutting off evil.

Behind him is the phantom of the boundless moon phase sea. You can see the sky full of stars, the sun and the moon in the sky!

And in the starlight where the Rose of Destiny shattered, Jiang Wang calmly held his long sword tightly.

He blessed Douzhao's sword skills, and Douzhao broke through his imprisonment.

At this time, he has returned to his peak state.

The frost is fluttering, and the stars are shining.

Red fire surrounds the body, lighting up the darkness.

Jian Guangming's eyes looked directly at Yan Dao.

The cold light of the True Self Dao Sword in the palm of my hand made the world colorless.

Behind him, there was a huge figure that was indescribably noble. The soul wears the Eastern Emperor's clothes and rides on a dragon to leave the body!

The three youngest real people in the world, and possibly the three most talented geniuses, are attacking Fu Lanting at the same time!

Who could have imagined that in front of such a terrifying Meng Tianhai, just three real people would dare to resist and still have the strength to resist. And after the restraints were broken, no one retreated, they all put on a desperate posture!

Even Fu Lanting was shocked and was killed approaching.

In today's world, perhaps no real person can stop such a terrifying killing force without being caught off guard.

But the true king is the true king after all.

The True Lord can return to infinity with one breath, and the True Lord can open the sky and sea with one thought.

With a thought in Fu Lanting's mind, the space where the Taoist body was located suddenly became like ripples on water. This body is mysterious and mysterious, and cannot be captured. There is a place between reality and reality, between light and darkness, where starlight, moonlight, and sword light cannot shine.

Although the three great talents are fighting each other with their lives, what can they do to me?

He pulled out the folding fan inserted upside down at his back without opening it. The front end of the folding fan had its own literary entanglement, forming a straight blade like frost and snow, and the folding fan itself became the hilt of the sword.

Longmen Academy ranks first in calligraphy and swordsmanship.

At this moment, the true king held his sword and said in his voice: "It's a pity that Fu Lanting was born early and you arrived late, so we can't have a fair fight! But fairness in the world is all tied to power. The weak eat the strong, which is the law of nature. Lieshan Ruo has no unrivaled courage in the world. , the legal principle is just a piece of paper! For example, if Fu Lanting kills his best friend, or if a river of blood swallows Fu Lanting, it is a matter of luck, so there should be no regrets! "

He drew his sword.

When he drew his sword, he hit a bright golden light!

It was unclear whether he hit the golden light or whether the golden light enveloped him.

Anyway, that's what happened.

Before confronting the three peerless geniuses, Fu Lanting encountered another attack.

This is another level of offense that happens before everything else.

When the dazzling golden light gradually faded, people could finally see a golden arch bridge crossing the high dome and among the stars.

On top of the arch bridge, stood an old woman wearing golden clothes and with silver hair tied into a bun.

It is said that she is an old woman because her eyes give people a sense of vicissitudes of life. In fact, the wrinkles on her face were very shallow, and she looked about forty or fifty years old.

The face is dignified and has a sense of grandeur.

She stood on the bridge with her hands behind her hands and said nothing.

And the golden bridge under her feet has completely illuminated this rootless world!

Is this some kind of dangerous place on earth? It is clearly resplendent and magnificent, just like the Kingdom of God!

Fu Lanting...has disappeared.

What is mysterious yet mysterious, imaginary yet real, are all meaningless.

A golden bridge on the other side, kill directly!

Jiang Wang silently withdrew his soul, gathered the wind and fire into his Tao body, and put his sword in its sheath. His face was calm, but his heart was thundering.

Even if Fu Lanting is just the incarnation of Blood River, even if Meng Tianhai cannot truly understand the power of Longmen Academy, this incarnation cannot be considered a truly strong person at the level of Yan Dao...

But Douzhao's great-grandmother, the powerful person of the Chu Dou clan, was too fierce!

As we all know, the realm of gods is where the war between gods and souls really begins. Prior to this, in the inner and outer buildings, only a small number of talented monks could start the soul war in advance. Most of the monks could only stick to Tongtian Palace and rely on their innate ignorance to protect themselves from external invasion.

When it comes to the realm of Dongzhen, the collision of souls and the confrontation of spiritual consciousness are also the top priority in the fight. The influence of the soul on the battle situation is reflected in all aspects.

When it reaches the realm of Yan Dao, the soul leaves the body, refines the small world, and achieves the Dharma body. The competition between pure souls is almost non-existent. Because for Zhenjun, there is no difference between the soul world and the real world.

Song Bodhi’s Golden Bridge on the other side has become a reality!

Compared with Douzhao's Jinqiao on the other side, it is still at the level of suppressing the soul battlefield and grasping the battle situation. Song Boti's golden bridge on the other side can already kill the true king!

Dou Zhao and Zhong Xuanzun naturally stopped their attacks and fell down.

Zhongxuan Zun lightly dusted the corners of his clothes with a leisurely look on his face. He didn't look like he had just escaped from death, but like he had casually crushed some robber.

Dou Zhao remained silent. No one else called parents. Jiang Wang is an orphan without parents. If he calls Grandma at this moment...it would be too embarrassing.

And Jiang Wang's eyelids twitched, and he realized that he was still shocked too early.

Because the old woman standing on the golden bridge on the other side raised her palm as a sword and made a false slash towards the place where Fu Lanting disappeared.

He vaguely recognized this sword, it seemed to be [Heaven and Man Five Decline].

But if we look closely at its Taoist rhyme, we find something else. It turns out that [the skin is destroyed], [the divinity is destroyed], and [the body and soul are decayed], they are all part of the [Five Decline of Heaven and Man]!

Cut off the physical body, cut off magical powers, and cut off the soul, all in one sword.

What did Song Boti kill?

Just as Jiang Wang had this question in his mind, he saw Meng Tianhai, who was facing Chen Pu and being burned in the fire of the ceremony, with a knife wound in his chest and a line of blood flying out!

Compared to Jiang Wang’s ignorance, Chen Pu certainly saw it clearly——

Fu Lanting's traces have been completely wiped out, and even relying on the blood river, they cannot be reappeared. And Song Boti's sword struck Meng Tianhai's body through the connection between Fu Lanting and Blood River!

"Good sword skills!" Meng Tianhai couldn't help but praise!

Standing on the Golden Bridge, Song Boti casually chopped into pieces the three Yandao-level Evil Views on the field, and then glanced at Meng Tianhai indifferently: "How many more blood river incarnations can you separate? You might as well send them all. , I help them get rid of them one by one."

"These are just little tips. They are some of my experiences that I didn't want to waste when I was acting. They make you laugh." Meng Tianhai laughed, not paying attention to the knife wound on his chest.

Just as his entire right arm had been burned by the ritual fire until only the skeleton was left, he said calmly: "When did Song Zhenjun come here and how long did he observe it? How could he discover the connection between the incarnation and the blood river so quickly?" The connection between them and the root imprint can be cut off with one stroke, you are so proud!"

Song Boti said quietly: "You have released so many blood river incarnations. Even if my eyesight is not good, it will be difficult for me to see clearly."

The more incarnations of the blood river are released, the more distractions Meng Tianhai becomes. Even if he has learned from hundreds of schools and drives so many masters at the same time, it will be difficult to hide the origin of the blood river.

Meng Tianhai smiled: "Since ancient times, Jue Dian has always refrained from taking action, for fear that the path will be penetrated and it will be difficult to protect the law. But since I, Meng Tianhai, have decided to leap forward today, I am not afraid of you seeing my way."

He looked at Chen Pu: "Are all your people here? Our current process is too slow. How about speeding it up?"

As he spoke, his breath blew out a red breath, which fell on the blazing white sacrificial fire, making the flames blazing! His and Chen Pu's Dao bodies and arms were almost burned into the air on the spot, with no bones left. The blazing white flame connecting the two spreads to the body!

This is the Danxin Chi Qi of the Thirty-six Literary Qi of Confucianism.

Just from the purity of this crimson literary spirit, who dares to say that Meng Tianhai is not an orthodox Confucian monk? Looking at the great Confucian scholars in the world, there are only a handful of them with such literary spirit.

The Dao Consumption Principle is a cruel method to kill all the cultivators of the Yan Dao, and it will not happen easily.

Meng Tianhai had the blood river that he had managed for 54,000 years as a support, so of course he was not afraid of exhaustion. He even forcibly accelerated his opponent at the moment when Song Boti arrived, in order to immediately exhaust his opponent's source.

And Chen Pu just smiled indifferently, as if it was not his own body that was damaged, and actually said: "Okay."

He blew gently, and the light blue literary energy whistled up, with faint bamboo patterns, and also fell into the sacrificial fire of the great ceremony, making it burn the bodies of both parties three times faster!

This is the Qiankun Qingqi of the 36 literary energies of Confucianism.

He actually accelerated!

The two top masters both had a momentum of being impatient to seek death. Unexpectedly, no one avoided, no one gave way, and they accelerated madly!

'Huo Shiji' sighed lightly: "When scholars go crazy, they are really crazier than anyone else."

In the Taoist magic turmoil that was like a waterfall, Si Yu'an's voice rang out-"I gave you so many opportunities, and you only stop here?"

Without waiting for a response, a sword light leaped out of the sky, as agile as a dragon, and with just a flash, it cut through the Taoist body of 'Huo Shiji'!

The gray robe turned into dust.

After a breath, the torrent of Taoism of Huo Shiji was also shattered in the sword light. It caused chaos in the vitality and the world to surge.

Si Yu'an rang the sword and sent a message to Meng Tianhai: "Are you worthy of the talent of Huo Shiji, the master of Taoism?!"

This sound of the sword seemed to blow the horn of attack.

Wu Bingyi, who had strongly suppressed the Chizhou Ding, suddenly raised his hand and pinched the neck of Peng Chongjian, and then smashed the Taoist body of Peng Chongjian on the evil Brahma Mountain!

He pinched the bleeding Peng Chongjian with one hand, and dipped the other hand in the blood of Peng Chongjian, and wrote neatly on the mountain, announcing: "How can the evil temple be a god? Now in the name of Judi, the throne of the god is knocked down and ordered to sleep forever!"

With a force on his hand, the Taoist body of Peng Chongjian was directly crushed!

The entire Evil Brahma Mountain Range was dead silent, and with a loud bang, it sank into the deep sea.

Ruan Yu, who looked unusually young, sighed at this time: "You all move so fast, it makes me look stupid."

He looked back at 'Guan Changqing', and with a wave of his sleeves, this sword master was directly swept into the galaxy and fell under the golden bridge. The galaxy gently surged, and 'Guan Changqing's' body disappeared without a trace.

Song Bodhi, standing on the golden bridge, said nothing, and raised his hand to cut three times with the edge of his palm as the blade.

The blood river marks of the three incarnations of the Dao, 'Huo Shiji', 'Peng Chongjian', and 'Guan Changqing', were all chopped to pieces! Three more knife marks inevitably appeared on Meng Tianhai's body.

Once the blood river incarnation was seen through, it became his weakness - of course, the premise is that Meng Tianhai can't devote too much energy to evolving the ultimate combat power, and you have to have a knife as fierce as Song Bodhi.

These three strikes accelerated the disintegration of Meng Tianhai's Dao body.

In a blink of an eye, their limbs were burned and their torsos were incomplete!

With the help of the two supreme literary energies and the supplement of the Dao principles of the two supreme masters, the grand sacrificial fire now has the power to burn the sky. There are cracks all around, and time and space are broken! Even several great masters subconsciously moved away a little.

Meng Tianhai stared at Chen Pu with a smile on his face: "When do you plan to retreat? Are you ready? Is it too late?"

Chen Pu also smiled: "Death can be lighter than a feather or heavier than a mountain. Mr. Meng, what do you think if I die to kill you, which one is it?"

Meng Tianhai thought about it seriously and said: "At least heavier than Mount Taiyi!"

At this time, he only had a head left, and Chen Pu was missing a chin!

Chen Pu used that half mouth to laugh and said, "That's what I wish for!"

"Although not all efforts will be rewarded, I respect you." Meng Tianhai said this, and the blood river behind him suddenly roared, and the endless power was held in Meng Tianhai's body.

His Taoist body recovered almost instantly, and looked at Chen Pu with pity-

Meet Chen Pu's sympathetic eyes.

Only then did he realize that Chen Pu's Taoist body had also recovered!

Behind Chen Pu, a shadow of a vast sea suddenly descended.

It is called a sea, but if you look closely, every drop of water in it is a word, and every word can evolve into infinite meanings.

The sound of books is the sound of the tide, and the splendid articles are the surge!

Chen Pu, he actually brought the Confucian treasure [Sea of ​​Learning] here!

The blood river has a limit.

The sea of ​​learning has no boundaries!