1187 Unbelievable

() When the white thunder fell, Zong Shou was also taken aback. He had never seen this kind of tribulation thunder.

However, Zong Shou once read Cangshengdao Xiaoban's collection thoroughly, but he recognized this kind of thunder calamity immediately, and what it was.

Jiuxuan returned to Tibet and asked the god Lei, tortured his mind, and responded to his anger.

Subconsciously, he was surprised. He remembered that Xizi had commented on that classic.

From good to evil, the power of thunder and catastrophe is beyond the bounds of the world, and I can't resist it. ..

The commentary was left by Xizi before reaching the ultimate realm, and the implication is that even Xizi was unwilling to face the power of the thunder and thunder when he had not passed the ultimate realm, and was unable to resist.

Zong Shou's fists tightened suddenly, and his nails dug into his flesh. And at this time, I heard Zhu Zi's voice, which came from me coldly.

"This thunder is named Shenxiao Wenxinlei. It was created by the old man imitating Jiuxuan Guizang Wenshen Lei. He wanted to punish the evil in the world and promote the good in this world. Although it is not completed at this time, he can ask good and evil, good and evil. The best is the best." If you live in a righteous way, you will be able to obtain the good fortune of the world. However, if you have a little evil and evil thoughts, you will definitely die. His Majesty Qianhuang, since he is a living sage, and a sage is alive, he must be a person with righteous hearts and good deeds."

Tens of thousands of awe-inspiring auras approached, and Li Biexue was in front of him, his thoughts were locked away. Zong Shou had no choice but to wave his sleeves, throwing little Jin Hanxi and the Jade Fire Turtle, the guardian spirit beasts, out of his body.

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To prevent these little guys from being implicated by this kind of Shenxiao Wenxinlei.

My heart was filled with anger, Jiuxuan Guizang Wenshen Lei burst out in response to his anger, but like Jin Buhui, who was magnanimous all his life, but was framed and wronged by others and hated by the world, but most of them were full of evil spirits .

The mere god Xiao asked Xinlei, how can he truly distinguish between good and evil? And in this world, where can there be any kind people?

Xiaojin and the others are easy to deal with, just throw them aside. It's okay for Xiaori and Xiaoyue to hide in the black and white dharma. Only Jin Bugui's ghost, if it's not good, just throw it out like this.

This place is full of awe-inspiring righteousness. fill the sky. The blood-red spirit-slaying divine light. It is also lingering. Jin Buhui's primordial soul was already broken. Even if this guy has righteousness in his heart, he is not afraid of these great scholars. But once they leave his shelter, they will definitely encounter a shock, and then they will not even be able to reincarnate.

Just as he was hesitating, the white light thunder had entered his body. Immediately penetrate Zong Shou's whole body. Into the limbs and bones. It even crashed into the Shenxiao acupoint, and rushed into the Yuanshen soul sea.

Every corner of the body, every body gap, and every acupoint has never been let go.

And Zhu Zi's voice continued: "Your Majesty, if you are really a sage, then you will be safe and sound, and you will get infinite benefits. It is a gift from this old man. But if it is caused by thunder, you should die , that is also the case. Even if you have evil thoughts in your heart, how dare you pretend to be a sage?"

At this moment, Zong Shou felt extremely aggrieved and depressed. Almost at full strength. All closed up. Be prepared to deal with this outbreak of calamity.

The divine sense speeded up and completely controlled the bronze men of the Twelve Towns.

The Bronze Man of Zhenguo can distort and mess up the laws of the world. But I don't know if it has any effect on the tribulation power of Shenxiao Wenxinlei?

At this moment, it is natural to try it no matter whether it is useful or not. As long as you still don't want to die here, you need to use all your strength to counteract the power of the robbery after the outbreak of Shen Xiao Wen Xin Lei.

Li Biexue on the opposite side also stopped his movements at this time, with a look of fear in his eyes.

That Zhu Zi said that it was Shenxiao asking the heart thunder, but with his cultivation base, it can be seen that the core of it is still Jiuxuan Guizang asking the god Jielei.

This kind of heaven and earth tribulation force, even he has to stay away from it, not daring to touch it.

With his late stage strength, it's not impossible to resist. But after resisting, he must suffer heavy losses.

Zong Shou died, and Zengfa held Xuanyi without a master. But if he couldn't protect Li Biexue in the end, it would be in vain. Qingxuan Taihuang was watching not far away at this time, so he had to be extremely careful in this battle.

Shaking his head slightly, Li Biexue's expression remained indifferent immediately, but he didn't mind who killed Zong Shou, as long as he got that thing. It's nothing more than waiting a little longer, it's okay

Seeing the meaning of sarcasm, this Zhu Zi took great pains to maintain the prestige of Confucianism and the orthodoxy of Lijiao.

To die under the thunder of Jiuxuan Guizang Wenshen is the most embarrassing thing. This Zongshou hero, who was amazingly talented and brilliant, died because of the thunder, which is really ridiculous, pathetic and pitiful.

Just as she was thinking like this, Li Biexue was suddenly stunned, with a surprised expression on her face, and looked at the opposite side in doubt.

The calamity thunder entered the body, and it has been nearly two breathing hours. However, the Jiuxuan Guizang Wenshen Thunder Tribulation Power still showed no signs of erupting.

The white electric current hovered around Zong Shou's body like a snake, but it seemed that he couldn't find the target and could only circulate aimlessly.

Inspired by the 30,000 grand righteousness, a majestic column of white energy rushed straight to Xiaohan.

White contains gold, pure and white to dazzling. It is as thick as a hundred feet, and there are phantom shadows of dragons and phoenixes hovering around.

The dragon's body is thousands of feet long, its horns are ferocious, and it has five legs and nine claws. The phoenix is ​​a fire phoenix, with a purple gold crown on its head and red flames on its body.

It is the favor of heaven and earth, with the will of heaven, transformed into the most powerful beast in the world, to protect and maintain luck.

At this time, it seemed that it was offended and collided, the giant dragon roared, and the fire and phoenix roared.

The 30,000 mighty upright spirits that covered the sky were scattered and shattered by the sound of dragons and phoenixes crowing in an instant.

At this moment, Zong Shou felt extremely astonished. This so-called 'Shen Xiao Wen Xin Lei' was already inside his body, and it surged back and forth for dozens of times, but there was still no sign of catastrophic power erupting.

Not only did it not erupt in layers, but it produced a trace of warm current, which flowed into his nine chakras and all his limbs.

The power of Xianyuan, which had already consumed more than half of it, returned to its full strength in an instant. And those wounds also converge at an astonishing speed.

Not only is the physical body healed from its injuries, but it is also constantly being strengthened. The last step of the Immortal Body that could not be completed because of being disturbed by Li Xin before. At this moment, with ease, the past has been crossed, and it has been completed as a matter of course.

His soul sea is also growing and expanding at this moment. The inner world in the body is also becoming more and more complete.

But it's not just limited to the improvement of the cultivation base, the "Tao" character divine art located at the core of the primordial spirit is also constantly increasing at this moment. Each spirit pattern, each Dao talisman, was continuously generated and added.

Zong Shou had never come across many of the true ways of the Dao before, but at this time, somehow, he had understood the true meaning of it, grasped all the mysteries,

This situation, is it

The rumored Jiuxuan Guizang Asking the God of Thunder has no power in itself, but it makes people greatly increase their cultivation. However, the premise is to be able to survive the torture of Shenlei.

So now this situation, could it be that he has passed it safely? So this thunder force did not explode?

After being dazed for a while, Zong Shou suddenly realized that he remembered the black unicorn.

The howling sun eats the good energy in the world for a living, while the black unicorn feeds on the evil energy.

When the two are canceled out, what is left naturally cannot be swallowed by Xiaori, the so-called pure goodness and righteousness.

Is that so? It's God's will

In Zong Shou's heart, there was not much joy in his chest, but a secret sigh instead.

Zhu Zi's move today must have been planned for a long time, and it is bound to succeed. However, it will also push the entire Confucianism and Lijiao into a state of eternal doom!

The interpretation of Confucian characters is a human need. Ethics and morals are needed, and laws to govern the country are needed. Therefore, the lineage of Confucianism can be passed on for tens of thousands of years, making it the largest religion in the world.

But today, is it possible that he is hated by the sky?

Those gods asking Xinlei may not be able to find their targets. After washing back and forth in Zong Shou's body, a part continued to spread and probe around.

Jin Buhui's primordial soul was in Zong Shou's sleeve at this time, and it was the first to bear the brunt.

Zong Shou was startled, and immediately put aside his distracting thoughts. Just as he was about to bring back these gods' heart-wrenching thunder forces, he suddenly felt a movement in his heart.

As soon as the mind was drawn, Xiaoyue's ability to eclipse evil was activated, trying to devour the evil spirit.

After only a short while, let the god ask the heart and thunder force, inject Jin Buhui Yuanshen,

With just one breath, Zong Shou's eyes revealed surprise. When his own cultivation was greatly improved, he was not happy, but regretted the decline of Confucianism. In fact, Confucianism is not without merit. However, at this moment, Jin Buhui's Yuanshen, under Shen Xiao Wenxinlei's perfusion, when Yuanshen's damage was repaired little by little, Zong Shou's heart suddenly burst into joy, and he was extremely gratified.

This is the sky has eyes, so that Zhongliang will not be wronged!

The pure white wangqi rushed to the sky. The dragon and phoenix roared, as if venting their anger, filling the sky with red flames and a strong wind.

The awe-inspiring spirit of more than ten thousand Taoists and Confucians was forcibly dispersed. And the remaining 20,000 Taos were also trembling and shaking. Under the oppression of that pure white royal air, he struggled to support.

But at this moment, another ball of white light glowed on Zong Shou's sleeve, and it also rushed into the air.

It is also the color of pure white, clean and flawless. Majestic and upright, with a hint of purple, it complements Zong Shou's pure white royal aura. Although the pillar of air was small, it was not dimmed by the contrast.

The phantom of Jin Buhui's soul body also appeared beside Zong Shou at this time. With a dazed expression, he looked around, with puzzlement in his eyes.

He had been sleeping in Zong Shouxiu for a long time, and only now did he wake up.

I found that the feeling of weakness in the divine sense had disappeared. On the contrary, it is extremely warm, and even stronger than when it had a physical body.

And almost at the same time, in the Confucian Temple, in front of the three Confucian saints.

Zhu Xi, who was sitting cross-legged here, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the robe on his chest red.

His eyes were dim and absent-minded, and his whole body's energy mechanism was disordered, causing pain like a knife in his body.

But at this moment, the physical pain was far less than that in his mind, as if he had been pierced by a thousand blades and scorched by a raging fire.

An indescribable regret and fear spread in Zhu Xi's chest, burning his heart.

At this time, around him, there were also dozens of Confucian masters sitting cross-legged, and their chests were also stained with blood at this moment, which was unbelievable. (To be continued.)