Chapter 1732: Tianzhang Holy Scroll Riot, Text Holy Dragon, Yiyi's Identity Exposed

Instantly, Jun Xiaoyao felt an extremely terrifying repulsive force.

This force seemed to be telling Jun Xiaoyao.

You are not the true inheritor of Confucianism, you are not qualified to enter.

However...

What kind of character does Jun Xiaoyao have?

In his eyes, as long as there is absolute strength, nothing is impossible!

Jun Xiaoyao's aura surged all over his body, and his temperament, which was originally like a banished immortal, seemed to have turned into a god in the lower world, shocking all directions!

He actually resisted this force forcibly and wanted to step into the ancestral hall.

"Yun Xiao, a forced melon is not sweet."

Han Pingan smiled slightly.

Although he was also a little strenuous, it was obviously much easier than Jun Xiaoyao.

He directly urged the great heart in his body.

A mighty and peaceful force gushed out, as if it was harmoniously blended with the power of the entire ancestral hall.

At the same time, everyone seemed to hear the vigorous heartbeat.

That heartbeat was sonorous and powerful, with a sense of righteousness.

It can be said that all the disciples who practiced the Confucian skills and supernatural powers could hear it clearly and were affected.

"Is this the great heart of the junior master?"

Many disciples of the academy were amazed.

And at this moment.

Han Pingan also stepped directly into the ancestral hall.

"Haha, Pingan succeeded!"

At Longmen, with the status and position of Master Gu, he couldn't help but lose his composure, showing his joy and smiling to the sky.

"Old man Gu, he has not yet been recognized by the Tianzhang Holy Scroll, so don't be too happy too early."

On the side, Yan Qinghua curled her lips and said.

But her tone was a little unhappy.

Obviously, even Yan Qinghua felt that the result was probably like this.

Of course, she didn't blame or complain about Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, Han Pingan was basically the inheritor appointed by the Jixia Academy.

Not only did he have a great heart, he even received guidance from the Holy Master.

And Jun Xiaoyao, although he was extremely talented and unparalleled in strength.

But after all, he was a latecomer, and his foundation in Confucianism was a little weak.

Although Yan Qinghua felt a little sorry that his child did not become the inheritor of Confucianism.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

In the Lingshan Temple.

Han Pingan was finally in a good mood and laughed out loud.

He took a look.

He saw the Tianzhang Holy Scroll floating in the sky in the center of the temple.

This Tianzhang Holy Scroll was like a scroll, filled with a strong pressure of immortal weapons and a majestic aura.

Around the Tianzhang Holy Scroll, there were countless dense golden ancient characters floating and flowing.

Looking around, it was as fine as sand and as tiny as the stars, more than billions of characters!

It seemed that this Tianzhang Holy Scroll was the source of characters and the root of Confucianism!

Every word contained a majestic and majestic meaning, which could suppress the evil evil and cleanse the world.

"As long as I can get the approval of the Holy Scroll of Tianzhang and the right to use it, I will be the true successor of Jixia Academy and Confucianism."

"And the successor of the Holy Confucianism."

"In the future, if there is a great disaster in the world, I will take the Holy Scroll of Tianzhang to suppress the evil and leave a good reputation for generations!"

Han Ping'an's heart surged and he was excited.

His ambition is to become the new generation of Holy Confucianism in the future!

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao's body shook and he also stepped forward.

If Han Ping'an endured ten pressures.

Then Jun Xiaoyao endured one hundred pressures.

The two are completely incomparable.

And at this time.

A small hand suddenly took Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

It was Yiyi.

At this moment, Yiyi's eyes were also faintly golden, and she was also resisting this vast and endless pressure.

"Xiaoyao, let's do it together!"

Yiyi smiled at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao also smiled.

Although relying on his own strength is enough.

But he also accepted Yiyi's intention with a smile.

"Then let's go together."

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao took a step, and the golden color in Yiyi's eyes also deepened a little.

But she also felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, the Confucian noble spirit has added damage to the Ba tribe and the Black Disaster tribe.

Yiyi has the blood of the Ba tribe in her body, so she will naturally be affected.

But then, Jun Xiaoyao and Yiyi still stepped into the ancestral hall.

"You are here too, but it's too late."

Han Pingan urged the noble heart, and his chest burst out with brilliant brilliance.

That brilliance seemed to be connected with the Tianzhang Holy Scroll.

Just when Han Pingan thought he was about to succeed.

Suddenly, the Tianzhang Holy Scroll began to riot.

The vast and endless golden text gathered together, as if it had turned into a golden holy dragon.

Text Holy Dragon!

This is a ray of power from the Tianzhang Holy Scroll!

"What's going on?!"

The expressions of Yan Qinghua, Master Fu, and Master Gu at the Dragon Gate suddenly changed.

How could the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter take the initiative to react?

They looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter, as a Confucian immortal weapon, has infinite power.

If it launches an attack, even a ray of power can kill anyone.

The three masters and the gentlemen hurriedly entered the holy space.

And in the ancestral hall.

Seeing the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter suddenly react and launch an attack.

Even Han Ping'an was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

But soon...

His eyes suddenly looked at Yiyi beside Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes as sharp as a knife!

"Young Master Yunxiao, who is this woman next to you?!"

Naturally, Han Ping'an would not doubt Jun Xiaoyao. After all, he was the young master of the Yun family, so there could be no problem with his identity.

Then the only possibility to cause the Tianzhang Holy Scroll riot is Yiyi.

"Can't you still hide the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter?"

Jun Xiaoyao sighed secretly in his heart.

He originally thought that the magic of stealing the sky and changing the sun could perfectly cover up Yiyi's entire aura.

But obviously, he underestimated the Confucian immortal weapon.

boom!

The holy dragon condensed with golden words seemed to have encountered an enemy that must be killed.

He roared away at Yiyi.

It can be said that no genius can withstand such power.

But Jun Xiaoyao resolutely stood in front of Yiyi.

The power of a hundred thousand Sumeru worlds surged through his body, and his magic power surged like a vast ocean.

boom!

After a collision, even Jun Xiaoyao's figure was regressed.

After all, this is an offensive launched by an immortal weapon. Even if it is just a trace of power, it is not something that a monk in the Seventh Supreme Realm can withstand.

"Xiaoyao!"

Yiyi's expression also changed.

She didn't expect that it would turn out like this.

Seeing the writing holy dragon charging at Jun Xiaoyao again.

Yiyi took action subconsciously.

Then, a terrifying force of desolation spread out, as if it could suck the heaven and earth dry and wipe out all living beings.

That is the power of desolation and destruction belonging to the Demon Clan!

"This kind of power...you are...the demon clan!"

Han Ping'an's eyes suddenly glared.

Jun Xiaoyao was so bold that he not only secretly took the Demon clan with him.

Moreover, they even brought the Ya clan to the holy space where the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter was placed.

This can simply be said to be disrespectful and audacious!

I don’t take Jixia Academy seriously at all!

"Oh, was it exposed?"

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm, without any trace of panic.