Chapter One Two Twenty Two

At the beginning of the battle, neither of them used their full strength, they just tested each other. In fact, both of them had scruples in their hearts. Pei Junlin was scrupled because the six masters and the nineteenth prince were staring at him, while Zilu was worried about the attitude of the nineteenth prince.

The nineteenth prince was absent-minded, with an annoyed look on his face, and he didn't look at the battlefield at all, as if he was in a hurry to leave, which made Zilu lose his mind to deal with Pei Junlin for a while.

After all, the nineteenth prince is the anchor point for Zilu's future career advancement. If the nineteenth prince is upset, he will be kicked out easily.

This matter made Zilu feel very upset, and he didn't know where he offended the nineteenth prince.

"Zilu, I'm in a hurry, you stay here, I'll go first." The nineteenth prince showed an impatient look on his face, and six masters appeared beside him one after another.

The nineteenth prince even had a golden long sword in his hand, and when he drew in the air, a portal appeared. The nineteenth prince and the six guards around him stepped into the portal at the same time and disappeared instantly.

Pei Junlin almost burst out laughing. He didn't expect that Zilu would be pulled from the bottom of the pot, and the nineteenth prince would leave regardless of his safety. It seems that in the eyes of the nineteenth prince, Zilu was just a chess piece that could be discarded at any time. .

Zilu's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at Pei Junlin with more ferocious eyes, as if he was blaming Pei Junlin for causing him to fall out of favor in the heart of the nineteenth prince.

As soon as the nineteenth prince left, Zilu became even more ferocious, and the judge pen in his hand threw balls of ink in the air. These ink balls are as black and thick as ink, but the surface is as smooth as a mirror, and people can be seen.

Like clusters of mercury, they are extremely heavy.

Pei Junlin used the magic gun in his hand to pick it up, but found that it was extremely difficult. Each ink ball was as heavy as a planet, and when it was thrown suddenly, an ordinary strong man could even be smashed directly to collapse.

"Haha, I'm afraid you don't know my method. Let you die here today, and you will be stigmatized forever." Zilu seemed to vent his anger on Pei Junlin's hands, and the judge's pen in his hand kept drawing in the air.

The characters condensed in mid-air one by one, and soon formed an article. The article composed of these fonts is a crusade.

These fonts suddenly emitted a golden light in the midair, and a magnificent recitation came from all directions, oppressing the breath and shaking the world.

It seems that countless scholars are reciting this article, criticizing Pei Junlin. The so-called accusation ends without a problem. Pei Junlin has never touched this mysterious method before, and he feels his whole body getting tighter and tighter. A mysterious force binds his eight meridians tightly. It seems that his body is gradually weakening. The body is breaking down.

"This is a means of depriving vitality, but you don't have to be afraid. The tree of life of Emperor Mude's primordial spirit can replenish these vitality in an instant." Jin Ye's voice came directly into Pei Junlin's ears .

Sure enough, Pei Junlin turned the tree of life, and a vast breath gathered from all directions in an instant, transforming into a precise breath of life, supplementing Pei Junlin's body needs. The movement of the Saint Body of the Stars draws the power of the stars from the void, making Pei Junlin's body revive with full blood in an instant.

"This is a trick of a demon, it should be killed." Pei Junlin was furious.

An ordinary person, without any crimes, would be condemned verbally and in writing when he met these Confucian scholars. These Confucian scholars created fallacies and heresies, and modified history books at will.

Fabricating principles and ethics out of thin air to suppress people's lives is simply a natural evildoer, something like a devil.

Pei Junlin resorted to the method of Mo Dao's long-hate emperor, and Mo Dao's big hands condensed in mid-air.

"Great Palm of Destruction."

Pei Junlin stared forward with both eyes, and like that peerless hero, the big smashing palm suddenly pushed forward and collided with that article fiercely.

In an instant, the sky fell and the earth shattered, and the cycle went on and on, and the aura around it was cut like a knife. The Great Destroyer Palm is worthy of the Eternal Hatred Devil Emperor, and the strength of the housekeeping method is extraordinary. In addition, Pei Junlin directly absorbed the magical ball, and his understanding of this magical power is extraordinary.

With a slap of the palm, the heaven and the earth shattered, and the splendid article was smashed into pieces by Pei Junlin in an instant, and the countless traces began to blur and peel off.

Seeing Pei Junlin's methods, Na Zilu showed a shocking expression on his face. He thought that writing a verbal and written article would make Pei Junlin weak and die of exhaustion.

Pei Junlin actually used such a powerful method to tear up that article in an instant. This is simply a monster's method, which made Zilu's anger come from his heart and eyes.

"You evildoer is evil, leaving you in the world to poison the people is simply a crime. I must accept you today." That Zilu was full of benevolence and morality, and he seemed to be righteous, but in fact he was paranoid and crazy.

Pei Junlin felt as if he had provoked a mad dog. There was something to be said for the fight between him and the Hengshan old devil. But there is no reason for this way, there is no reason for the crazy bite.

"Pei Junlin, if you can't deal with it, let me deal with this guy." The voice of the big black donkey came from inside Jindou Space.

Pei Junlin took care of the donkey's safety before and locked him in the progress space, but the donkey seemed ungrateful and felt depressed.

Pei Junlin did not speak, but stared at Zilu, a green-robed scholar, who untied a long scroll from behind and unfolded it suddenly.

"There are so many beautiful pictures in the mountains and rivers, take it away." Zilu suddenly erupted a blue aura.

That aura is what the Confucianists call awe-inspiring righteousness, a mighty aura of uprightness, paranoia and selfishness, rushing madly into the scroll from Zilu's body.

Pei Junlin saw that the picture of Jiangshan Duojiao suddenly burst out with a strong light, and there was a regular force in it, which instantly enveloped the surrounding world.

This is the Chaos Spirit Treasure. Although the level is not high, the power of the rules contained in it is still very strong. Pei Junlin dared not be careless, and instantly lifted the pure sun bell to resist the beautiful picture of Jiangshan.

The flames of the Chunyang Fiery Bell are lingering, and the continuous eruption of flames wants to directly burn the picture of Jiangshan Duojiao, but in the picture of Jiangshan Duojiao, a river is rolling down.

Splendid rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of land. The picture of Jiangshan Duojiao contains mountains and rivers, and its power is extraordinary! Among them is a tall attic, in which thousands of Confucian scholars are painting, reciting poems and chanting.

These scholars are in the picture of Jiangshan Duojiao, performing rituals and music to shoot the number of imperial books. This is what is said in the Book of Songs, the six arts of a gentleman.

For a while, Pei Junlin's ears were filled with various voices, some were reciting poems, some were criticizing, some even had knowledge falling from the sky, and there were also white horses galloping towards him, and the rolling rocks were like the top of Mount Tai.

The Chunyang Liehuo Bell blocked Jiangshan Duojiao, but he couldn't block all kinds of methods. For a while, Pei Junlin was exhausted to deal with it, and he was a little embarrassed.

However, he is a stellar body, his body strength is unusual, his whole body suddenly exudes a strong star light, and with a big hand, all these attacks are eliminated in an instant.

Pei Junlin even flew up and grabbed the beautiful picture of Jiangshan. Seeing that Pei Junlin was so strong, he launched a strong counterattack under the power of Jiangshan Duojiaotu.

Pei Junlin's strength greatly exceeded Na Zilu's expectations. He did not expect that Pei Junlin's body strength was so strong, and his mana was surging, like a wave, and the vitality on his body was endless.

All of this made Zilu feel hopeless, especially the nineteenth prince who left Zilu alone with six subordinates.

Pei Junlin grasped the beautiful picture of the mountains and rivers in his hands. This picture is indeed a chaotic treasure. With a sudden shock, he was about to break free from Pei Junlin's restraint.

Among them were countless black knives falling down. If Pei Junlin didn't let go, he might be chopped into pieces by these black knives in an instant.

In desperation, Pei Junlin could only let go, but with a flip of his palm, he grabbed the culprit Lu Zilu. Zilu was really panicked, he didn't expect Pei Junlin to be so powerful, he was chanting the formula of righteousness, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of pure yang energy.

Pei Junlin grabbed it with his big hand, and there was a stabbing sound when he caught the gas mask. One palm didn't scratch the stellar qi shield directly, and that Zilu even speeded up reciting the righteous qi formula.

Seeing that Zilu is also very powerful, he is a copper pea that cannot be broken by a hammer, and Pei Junlin is also anxious. If Zilu is really allowed to retreat completely, he will not get any benefit at all.

Compared with Pei Junlin's character of plucking wild goose, it is absolutely not acceptable. He is unbearable. The Golden Dou space opens instantly, covering the beautiful picture of Jiangshan. This treasure is no small thing, but Pei Junlin must get it.

That Jiangshan Duojiao map is a chaotic treasure, which is so easy to catch, even if it loses the support of Zilu, this Jiangshan Duojiao map can still open up a space by itself and leave here directly.

That is the superiority of Chaos Spirit Treasure, which has great autonomy, and is presided over by Qi Ling.

"Evil heretics, you are worthy of my assistance? You have died a long time ago." The beautiful picture of Jiangshan appeared, and it turned out to be a Confucian scholar in a gray robe.

With a long beard, the Confucian scholar looked like a learned doctor. He exuded a bookish air all over his body, but he couldn't hide the meanness in his eyes.

This is the characteristic of the Confucian school. They look upright and upright on the outside, but in fact, they are mean and ungrateful, old-fashioned and cruel.

Pei Junlin chuckled, with a ferocious look on his face, the demon hand that covered the sky grabbed it again, wanting to grab this beautiful picture of Jiangshan in his hands. It's a pity that the beautiful picture of Jiangshan was shocked suddenly, and a water dragon flew out, and instantly circled towards Pei Junlin's Dashasha palm.

While Pei Junlin was fighting with Na Jiangshan Duojiaotu, the judge pen in Na Zilu's hand kept drawing in mid-air, and once again portrayed an article.