The boring journey lasted for thirty-five years, and Zhong Shan finally arrived in the four major continents.
The four of them, Zhong Shan, Nangong Sheng, Mr. Shi and Luo Xingchen, flew in two groups. Luo Xingchen was an ancient immortal, so Luo Xingchen rushed to the four major continents first to collect information from all directions.
There are too many famous places in Xiniu and Hezhou, so we decided to meet near the Flame Mountain.
After an absence of thirty-five years, the four met again.
The top of a mountain near the Flame Mountain.
"Holy King, you are finally here!" Luo Xingchen bowed to Zhong Shan.
"Well, thank you for your hard work these years!" Zhong Shan said.
"It's not hard work. I just fly around every few days, or I can catch a few demon kings and come over to ask for news." Luo Xingchen shook his head and said.
"Is the information we collected in Xiniu Hezhou and ours about the same?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Absolutely, but something big happened recently!" Luo Xingchen thought for a while and said.
"oh?"
"The Holy Corpse Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, is the Biyou Palace, the original dojo of Tongtian Saint, where '30' lived. I heard that there was an entanglement with Confucius. Confucius even sent someone to test Thirty, but nothing happened.
After returning home, I heard that Confucius is going to take action himself recently!" Luo Xingchen said.
"Confucius versus thirty?" Zhong Shan's eyes lit up slightly.
"One is a saint, and the other is a saint from the previous generation. This seems interesting!" Mr. Shi said strangely from the side.
"A saint must have a plan when doing things. I don't know why they are fighting!" Nangong Sheng thought for a while and said.
"A large number of strong men have already rushed to Beiju Luzhou," Luo Xingchen said.
"It's still early for Ying's birthday, let's go and see it too!" Zhong Shan decided.
"Yes!" Everyone nodded.
Just as the four of them were about to fly into the sky, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.
"Who are you?" a voice shouted.
Zhong Shan looked at it with confusion, and saw a little bull-headed demon that was not even fully transformed.
"Here, there is an assassin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The little bull-headed monster shouted, and a large number of monsters flew out from near the Flame Mountain.
A large number of monsters each grabbed their weapons and wanted to rush up in a swarm.
"Let's go!" Zhong Shan ignored him at all.
Mr. Zhi and others also nodded. They really couldn’t get enough of these little monsters!
"Still want to run? No matter where you run, don't even look where you are!" The little bull-headed demon yelled earlier.
A group of monsters immediately rushed forward to kill him.
Zhongshan, Luo Xingchen, Nangong Shengfei is in front, Mr. Shi is flying behind.
When all the little demons were shouting, Mr. Corpse turned around and cast a cold gaze for the first time.
One look, Mr. Corpse's extremely sinister look, made all the little demons tremble unconsciously, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and chills shot out from their backs. No one dared to charge forward again.
When all the little demons came to their senses, the four of them had already disappeared.
Each and every little demon is excited.
"What, what happened just now?" A little demon said still a little timidly.
"We must report to the king immediately that these four thorns and four strong men have come to the Flame Mountain inexplicably!" said the little bull-headed demon.
"But the king is entertaining the disciples of the Great Sage Sun. Would it be possible to come up so hastily...?"
"Sun Shen?"
"It's that Sun Shen. I heard he was dead. Unexpectedly, he came back to life again, and his cultivation level improved again. Even the king is no match for him."
"No matter how strong Sun Shen is, he will still call you uncle when he sees the king. Let's wait until the king entertains Sun Shen and then report it!" said the little bull-headed demon.
"Yeah!" The little demons nodded.
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Beiju Luzhou, Holy Corpse Mountain.
Over a huge territory, the sky was overcast and covered with dark clouds, as if they had never dissipated. Only thunder and lightning shone with some light.
Below, black air filled the air, and a large amount of corpse air seemed to emerge from the earth, rising into the air, which was extremely gloomy.
This kind of corpse energy is so weird that it cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness. If you want to understand the internal situation, you must enter in person. But it is easy to enter, but not so easy to come out.
Only a few people can actually come out alive. Most of those who go in are dead, including some great immortals.
Confucius fights thirty!
It had been rumored a long time ago. Therefore, groups of strong men gathered near the Holy Corpse Mountain.
Even if a group of strong men can't gain anything, if they can see the saint's action, it will still be a huge gain.
As early as two months ago, Zhong Shan and his party arrived near the Holy Corpse Mountain.
Occupying a valley, once Nangong Sheng's formation came out, no one could get close. He waited for two months.
Within two months, Zhong Shan also captured some cultivators and inquired about the situation in the four major continents.
"Boom!"
On this day, while Zhong Shan and others were waiting in the valley, suddenly, there were loud sounds in the sky.
Intense light fell from the sky, and the huge light collided with the black clouds in the sky, making bursts of roaring sounds.
"Here we go, Confucius finally took action!" Luo Xingchen said with eyes shining.
"go out!"
The four people quickly flew out of the valley and stood on the top of a mountain peak.
This location is far away from the Holy Corpse Mountain, and no one dares to approach it, because everyone knows the intensity of the saint's battle. Standing nearby is seeking death.
As soon as Zhongshan came out, he saw the sky in the distance.
The huge white light, like the rushing of the Milky Way, finally broke through the black clouds in the sky. A large amount of light shone on the black corpse energy, and the corpse energy was continuously forced away.
However, the earth seems to be constantly emitting corpse energy, with corpse energy and white light competing with each other.
"Hongru Sage, that's Hongru Sage!" Someone in the distance screamed.
Sure enough, where the majestic white light fell from the sky, a man in white robes stood in the void. The man was dressed in loose Confucian robes. He looked like a mortal in his forties or fifties. His face could not be seen clearly. But there was a majestic momentum.
, but it presses in all directions. It makes people unconsciously feel a sense of worship.
"It's a saint!" Luo Xingchen said.
It has the same aura as the saint I met in the underworld in the past. Only a saint can have such an aura.
Confucius?
Zhong Shan looked solemnly at the sky in the distance.
The white light and the corpse energy collided, and no one could do anything to defeat the other, but the corpse energy was eventually diluted. Everyone could vaguely see high mountains.
High on the mountain is a huge green palace.
In front of the palace, stood a man in a gorgeous black robe.
You can't see the face either clearly. But just standing there makes people feel trembling with fear.
The man stood with his hands behind his hands, looked up at the sky, and looked at Confucius in the sky.
Facing the saint, the man is actually happy and not afraid?
thirty?
People are constantly guessing, is Thirty really the one?
San looked at Confucius and stretched out his right hand. The palm of his hand faced another high mountain next to him!
"Boom!"
With waves of roars, the mountain continued to collapse, and a large number of solid rocks appeared with numerous cracks and collapsed.
Gradually, people saw that after the mountain collapsed, a long green sword was revealed!
The long sword is a hundred feet high, and its entire body is green. A stream of green aura shoots up into the sky. Wherever it passes, endless azure sword energy shoots straight into the sky.
"Qing Ping Sword, Thirty is indeed the Tongtian Saint!" Someone in the distance suddenly shouted.
Zhong Shan also looked at it with narrowed eyes. Thirty, Zhong Shan did not blindly affirm that he was the corpse of Saint Tongtian. However, at this moment, he had to doubt that Qingping Sword, one of the five swords of Saint Tongtian, was only used the most.
It is the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, which makes people ignore Qingping Sword.
Is he really Tongtian?
The hundred-foot-high Qingping Sword turned into a ray of green light, became smaller, and suddenly shot into San's hand.
Thirty looked at Confucius in the sky, and Confucius also looked at Thirty.
Two new and old saints suddenly confront each other.
After a while, he glanced at Biyou Palace and then turned to look at the sky.
The Qingping sword in his hand suddenly struck the sky.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A long blue river soared into the sky and hit Confucius directly.
That long blue river was so violent that wherever it passed, the space shook, and even small black holes were formed in some places.
The aftermath is like this, not to mention the power of the long blue river?
Thirty took action.
His shot was earth-shattering and shot straight at Confucius.
Confucius may have also seen the meaning of thirty, because his figure disappeared in a flash.
The Qinghe River shoots towards the distant sky.
Sanji glanced around, holding the Qingping Sword in one hand and squeezing it gently with the other.
The surrounding corpse energy expanded again, forming sword-shaped black energy in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
Then, San grabbed the Qingping sword and disappeared in a flash.
"The Immortal Killing Sword Formation?" Zhong Shan's pupils shrank.
Thirty, with just one magic formula, you can use corpse energy as a sword to condense an immortal-killing sword formation?
A large amount of black energy once again secreted the Holy Corpse Mountain. The interior scenery can no longer be seen clearly.
"Holy King, just now......!" Luo Xingchen looked at the sky and said in horror.
Pointing to the sky, Luo Xingchen said: "There was a star in that place just now. Every star that can be seen with the naked eye is extremely huge, but now it is gone!"
"That blue sword river just now?" Nangong Sheng said in horror.
"When you swing your sword, the stars are shattered! It's so awesome!" Mr. Zhi also sighed.
"No, look at the sky!" Luo Xingchen suddenly said in surprise.
In the sky, there seem to be two stars that are constantly moving, one green and one white. The two stars move towards each other and seem to collide with each other. Wherever they pass, the other stars all disappear and collapse!
"That's not a star, it's Confucius and San? They're fighting in the starry sky!" Luo Xingchen said solemnly.
Not only Zhong Shan and his entourage, but countless strong men from all directions looked horrified. How could a saint be so powerful? With that kind of ability to destroy heaven and earth, he was so naive before. Watching a battle? From such a long distance, even if he was watching a battle
He may also be killed by the aftermath of the two saints, the old and the new.
At this time, Zhong Shan was staring at the Holy Corpse Mountain.
There was a trace of solemnity in Zhong Shan's eyes.
Because Zhong Shan remembered that before San Fei rose into the sky, he took a look at Biyou Palace and wondered what was inside. The Immortal Killing Sword Formation that San Fei created when he left proved this point.
What is there in Biyou Palace that makes Sandu so careful?
Is that what Confucius came for?
Not only Zhong Shan, many smart and powerful people from all over the world also saw this hint.
***: It’s the tenth volume! I set up the outline of the tenth volume today, so I’m a little late, sorry!