Chapter 356 The King’s Backhand

As the color of the red on Xie Que's fingertips trembled.

A Confucian scholar walked out of it.

Although this Confucian scholar was thin, he gave people a sense of grandeur and vastness.

He slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand, and a sense of righteousness suddenly filled the sky.

Surrounded by the righteousness, the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal immediately increased the power output of his body to this body.

"Under all gods, I am the only one!"

With a loud rumbling sound, countless ripples rose from the void, penetrated the many barriers and restrictions, and directly poured into the body of the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal.

"Supreme Ode to the Void!"

In an instant, the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal caused the void to riot, and from the indescribable unknown place of the void, a purple hazy thought consciousness was injected into his huge feet.

This thought was obtained by chance from the soul of a true god after traveling in the void for countless years.

At the same time, the Confucian scholar summoned by Xie Que also opened the scroll and began to chant poems.

His voice was like the sound of jade from heaven, falling to the earth, lingering for three days without stopping, as if thunder shook the ten directions.

From the scroll in his hand, several golden characters jumped out, triggering thunder from the sky to roll down.

A thunderbolt flashed, and the thunder struck the text, making the Confucian text seem to have been approved by heaven.

At this moment, the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal did not expect that the other person could fight with him to this extent.

Looking at those characters that were endowed with thoughts by thunder, as if they were alive, he felt a great sense of threat from them.

But the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal also knew that the other party was strong and it would be difficult for his incarnation to have a good end.

Only a fight of life and death could solve this matter.

The thunder roared, and the entire Great Zhou, and even the sky within 100,000 miles around, was suddenly covered with thunderclouds.

The thunder shook continuously in it, but it did not give people a gloomy feeling like it was about to rain.

Instead, it makes people feel that the sky is majestic and every thunderbolt is the embodiment of light.

The cultivators who noticed it all turned their eyes to the direction of Jinmen City.

They could vaguely feel that the thunder seemed to drive the movement of countless spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

These cultivators also knew that only a great power that reached a certain level could cause such a situation.

The seven-toed ghost fairy caused a thought in his body to move, and in an instant, a figure that looked down on him appeared in front of him.

This is the thought of the righteous god, and it can summon the phantom of the righteous god.

This is also the powerful trump card that the seven-toed ghost fairy has kept for nearly ten million years.

It took a deep breath and looked at the phantom of the god in front of it, and its scalp tingled.

Although this god is a righteous god appointed by heaven, he is not a good person.

Xie Que looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and a smile rose on his lips: "We meet again."

In a trance, the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal suddenly saw the void in front of him being torn apart, and a star light that was enough to destroy the world penetrated through and poured into the thoughts of the gods in front of him.

Even if the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal tried his best, he could not describe the feeling brought to him by the sharpness of this figure.

It was as if this figure appeared at the moment, whether it was himself or the powerful enemy in front of him.

Even this piece of void, the world, became a foil.

Everything seemed to have turned into dead silence wherever it went, and everything withered and turned into bones.

His eyes fell on the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal, and a pressure that could not be seen in the flesh and soul came from this figure, making the Seven-toed Ghost Immortal despair appear in his heart.

It began to wail in its heart.

I thought that this idea was cut off from its master by myself, but I didn't expect it was just my wishful thinking.

The spiritual energy receded, the magnetic field exploded, the earth collapsed... Even the world began to fear.

The starlight fell on the real bones of this figure, and the broken flesh and blood were telling the long years.

Ao Bing withdrew his gaze and fell on Xie Que in front of him: "It's you again..."

"You know it's me, so you came, right?" Xie Que smiled.

"Indeed..." Ao Bing's voice was low and hoarse, and the bone claws in his hand slowly opened, raised and clenched suddenly.

This ordinary action did instantly dissipate the huge Kuilong transformed by the seven-toed ghost fairy.

With a scream, the seven-toed ghost fairy turned into a black mist again, an amorphous void monster.

The sharp bone claws gradually closed, and the movement seemed slow.

But this black mist began to slowly gather.

The seven-toed ghost fairy, who had been in the void for many years and whose strength had reached the level of a god, also screamed.

"God, let me go...let me go..."

"You have imprisoned my thoughts for a million years, but now you are asking me to let you go. Don't you think what you said is ridiculous?" Ao Bing's voice was without any emotional fluctuations.

His eyes were still fixed on Xie Que in front of him.

Xie Que also felt a sense of pressure.

He could feel that Ao Bing, who appeared in front of him at this moment, was stronger than at any time before.

He was much stronger than ordinary gods.

He didn't know whether it was his real body, but he also knew that he was probably not his opponent.

Xie Que couldn't help but send a message to Nanda Dragon King.

Although he wanted to rely on his own strength, he also knew that human power was limited.

Only the real Seven Realms could fight against gods and Buddhas.

During the roar, the black mist transformed by the Seven-Toed Ghost Fairy opened up a void passage in his body, and he began to flee inwards.

"Escape?" Ao Bing groaned, and even the void seemed to turn into everything between his bone claws.

The space began to rebound with a thought, and the black mist that had escaped thousands of miles away was immediately pulled back to Ao Bing's palm.

Not only that, but barbs protruded from the joints in his hands, penetrating deep into the black mist.

These bone spurs cannot harm an insubstantial body like Black Mist, but they don't know why.

The seven-toed ghost fairy let out painful howls one after another.

Under Xie Que's gaze, Ao Bing's bone claws bloomed like a lotus, and the layers of structure were all wrapped up in the real world and the void at the same time.

No matter where the seven-toed ghost fairy wanted to escape, it could not escape from Ao Bing's hand.

After the lotus made of white bones was completely completed, Xie Que couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Not only the void, but even the consciousness of the soul cannot escape from it.

Even if the seven-toed ghost fairy wants to transfer his consciousness into other bodies, he can't do it.

All power is sealed within this lotus.

The seven-toed ghost fairy was even more desperate.

Its body is nothing more than an incarnation.

Even if he dies, it's just a matter of re-forming.

But looking at it now, it turns out that the venerable god has directly trapped his own body consciousness and cannot escape.

It's a little anxious, if so.

If my incarnation dies, I am afraid that I will truly lose consciousness and completely become the dust of history.

But at this moment, it is no longer able to perceive everything in the outside world.

Including the soul, consciousness, and body, it was as if they were trapped in endless black mist.

He seemed to be trapped in a dark place isolated from the world, with Ao Bing's sharp claws cutting off all sensory connections between him and the outside world.

In the end, the seven-toed ghost fairy could only sigh.

For millions of years, I have used this true god thought to gain countless benefits for myself.

Even the body of Kui Long was obtained from this.

It also knows that this true god has not died.

But with a bit of luck and magical powers, he thought that his soul was trapped and unable to communicate with the outside world.

But looking at it now, I was totally wrong.

In the outside world, thunder is rolling.

The Confucian scholar transformed from Xie Que already looks like Zhao Yuan.

He lowered his gaze and looked at Ao Bing in front of him.

The majestic Confucian texts intertwined with the rolling thunder in the sky, and the awe-inspiring righteousness continued to spread around the Confucian scholars.

"Power that I have never seen before." Ao Bing's tone was disdainful, but his eyes were extremely cautious.

The aura of the seven-toed ghost fairy gradually weakened in his hands.

The spirit of void life gradually turned into the most basic particles and filled Ao Bing's thoughts.

At this moment, the power of Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts, such as "the mountains and rivers are filled with red", truly unfolds.

The Confucian scholar stretched out a hand, and the painted sword gradually formed in his palm.

Many Confucian texts from heaven have also descended into the mortal world, and their seals are engraved on the sword body.

"Great Harmony World!"

These four characters are like Hong Zhong Da Lu, making the Danqing Sword suddenly arouse high-spirited brilliance.

The sharp edge of the sword exudes gleaming brilliance, and its sound is more than exciting, as if it is going to kill all the injustices in the world.

The sword body gradually fell down, as if it was about to open up a new world.

The endless awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly tore the entire void apart.

In the ten-mile sky that was banned by Nanda Dragon King, the entire sky was filled with white-gold aura of righteousness.

Wow!

Haoran's righteousness is transformed into a white-gold ocean, in which words are constantly engraved, engraved with the classics created by the scribes' painstaking efforts.

Each ancient literati seems to have stepped out of the scrolls of history.

Their souls were deepened at this moment, and they flew from ordinary people into thunder in the sky and transformed into immortals.

Even Ao Bing's eyes showed an incredible look.

He did not expect that the Confucian scholar's sword would be so powerful that it almost surpassed the move of a god.

Thousands of phantoms of great sages, holding bamboo writing circles in their hands, began to sing mighty chants that spread millions of miles around, resounding throughout the world:

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth..."

"Since ancient times, no one has ever died..."

"Those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness..."

"As the years get colder, I know that the pines and cypresses will wither..."

It was messy but every sound was clearly audible.

In an instant, not only the entire Great Zhou, but also the sky above dozens of countries around the Great Zhou resounded with the sound of these chants.

This sound represents the ultimate righteousness, which can reach as high as heaven and as low as the underworld!

Not only that, even every meaning in these words was instantly understood in his heart.

Even the illiterate can instantly understand the meaning!

This is true regardless of race, age, or whether you are a practitioner!

A burst of mighty energy gradually rose in their hearts, and all dark thoughts were swept away.

All the fighting that was going on stopped.

Everyone who heard this sound had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

It was as if he had transformed into an ancient pine on top of the mountain, being baptized by the violent storm and snow.

No matter how difficult it is, he remains unmoved.

Some monks have benevolence and righteousness in their hearts, and even sit cross-legged on the ground, with an awe-inspiring heart born in their hearts.

Some monks with evil thoughts knelt on the ground, looked in the direction of Jinmen City, and burst into tears.

They were full of regret and the intention to correct their previous actions.

And those who committed heinous crimes and had no order in their hearts were washed away by the righteousness from the bottom of their hearts, and their cultivation was washed away. From then on, they became ordinary people, and no longer had the cultivation to do evil.

…

"Whose magical power is this...?" Ao Bing narrowed his eyes, and the white bones on his body also emitted bursts of light smoke.

But he did not feel pain, but was more excited because of the pain.

Ao Bing did not think that this was a magical power that Xie Que could create.

He had never seen or heard of such power before.

Xie Que had already opened up the martial arts, and he did not believe that Xie Que had the energy to open up the Confucian school again!

But in his heart, he also had a deep sense of fear.

"I thought this kid was just the reincarnation of a god, but now it seems... I'm afraid his identity is not simple..." Ao Bing muttered in his heart.

The Wheel King, or those people from the Taoist sect?

Those people are all his uncles and uncles, and he can't offend them easily.

But Ao Bing knew that he could attack Xie Que before he revealed his identity as a reincarnated body.

"No matter who you are..."

His eyes were cold, and a stream of stars fell from the sky, fell from the sky, pierced through the void, and hit the body of the Confucian scholar.

In just a moment, the mighty chanting sound that echoed in a million miles completely died down.

Under Ao Bing's mind, the star stream not only destroyed the body of the Confucian scholar, but also gave birth to a sea of ​​blood.

Wrapped his and Xie Que's bodies completely.

"You... were fooled." Before he could move, he saw a smile on Que's mouth.

Amid the roar, Ao Bing's huge body began to shake.

The blood sea around him also retreated back into his body like a tide.

Ao Bing felt a blank in his head, and even his divinity could not be controlled temporarily.

He vaguely recalled the battle with the Red Dragon Dharma King that day.

The Red Dragon Dharma King left a mark in his mind.

The mark was ordinary, just like an ordinary spark, which caused Ao Bing a little insignificant damage.

It was like an ant biting an elephant.

He didn't care about it at all.

But he never thought that this mark was the hole left by the Red Dragon Dharma King on his body.

With a bang, the mark was like a spark.

And Xie Que's righteousness was like a fire starter, igniting this little flame.

All of Ao Bing's thoughts suddenly ignited the terrifying Buddha fire.

Not only that, the two stars in the sky also emitted blazing beams of light, which bombarded Ao Bing's mind.

It was also a method that Zhao Yuan obtained during the 72 years of communication with the Red Dragon Dharma King.

That is to combine martial arts with Confucianism, to activate the two stars of civil and military in the sky, and to use the power of the wheel king left in Ao Bing's body by the Red Dragon Dharma King to produce a chain reaction, and completely destroy Ao Bing's thousands of thoughts! (End of this chapter)