After another two days, the side effects of Zhongshan's Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Technique were completely recovered, and all fatigue disappeared under the nourishment of the divine world.
Looking at the huge black hole, Zhong Shan naturally couldn't see the inside. Zhong Shan couldn't see it, but Kong Xuan could. Zhong Shan occasionally looked at Kong Xuan's expression, hoping to know the battle situation in the black hole from Kong Xuan's expression.
Unfortunately, Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged. Until just now, Kong Xuan's expression changed, and a dazzling blue light shot out from his eyes.
Internal balance is disturbed?
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
There was a loud sound from heaven and earth.
This loud noise did not come from the black hole, but from all directions in the world.
Because, in the underworld, the invisible body in the realm of the Wheel also heard this loud noise at the same time.
A loud sound filled the entire world, not the four continents, but the entire world, even the underworld!
There was a loud noise that shook the sky! Then, all parts of the world were suddenly enveloped in blood clouds. The rolling blood clouds enveloped the world, and a huge feeling of sadness poured into everyone's hearts.
Countless mortals knelt down, as if God was about to punish the world.
Even some emotional people shed tears unconsciously. They can't explain the reason, but they just feel sad and have an urge to cry.
The billowing blood cloud accumulated for a while, and a large number of bloody raindrops fell from the sky.
Blood rains from the sky? More and more blood rain falls, and the whole world turns into blood.
Above the ground, bursts of blood mist rose, and a faint sound of horns could be heard. The entire world was shrouded in a sad mood.
This is an unforgettable day.
"When the saint dies, the whole world is sad?" Zhong Shan narrowed his eyes.
Almost all of the powerful men watching from all sides seemed to realize this. At this moment, everyone held their breath and looked at the sky.
The death of the saint? Before the death of the saint, people may be looking forward to the death of the saint. But after the death, people's thoughts may have changed. In people's hearts, if the saint can die, is there immortality in this world?
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Everyone looked at the sky in silence! Everyone's heart was heavy.
In the distance, in the heaven, the black hole slowly shrank, as if the battle there had suddenly come to an end. Slowly, people saw the scene inside.
The Forty-nine Heavenly Dao Formation still enveloped the center of the Heavenly Court, and through the huge gaps in the Forty-nine Heavenly Dao Formation, people could see clearly inside.
The Heavenly Court was now shapeless. Although it was not destroyed in the black hole, it was still fragmented and some were drooping. They were held back by other conjoined buildings to prevent them from falling.
And in the center is the Heavenly Vein that Zhong Shan saw last time, the 'Lin' Heavenly Vein. On the Lin's Heavenly Vein, Hongjun's shadow has been dimly visible. Obviously, the battle just now left Hongjun's mark on it.
Almost wiped out.
The Mitian Saint was leaning on the edge of Linzhi Tianmai, with a huge white altar at his feet. The runes on the altar flashed and gave off a dazzling light.
Zhongshan knows it, because Zhongshan also has one. This is called the Heaven and Earth Altar. It is an altar recognized by Heaven and Earth that is possessed after the Heaven and Earth karma reaches the birth stage.
On the altar, those with low status in heaven and earth will suffer a certain amount of backlash from heaven and earth if they attack Zhongshan. The backlash is just not big.
As for the saint, the ‘habitual position’ of the heaven and earth karma, the supreme karma position, how can there be no altar of heaven and earth?
The white altar of heaven and earth that is thousands of feet in size in front of you is the altar of the great saint.
Saint Mitian stood on the altar of heaven and earth. A road covered with runes enveloped Saint Mitian and the altar of heaven and earth. Saint Mitian's clothes were a little torn and he seemed a little embarrassed, but he was still alive after all.
Surrounded by the Jade Emperor, the Supreme Being and Jie Yin!
The three powerful men actually forced the Mitian Saint into such a state of embarrassment.
Although this place is wonderful, it can only serve as a foil.
The other side is the focus that attracts everyone's attention.
There is also an altar of heaven and earth that is 10,000 feet in size on the other side.
On the periphery, Zhunti holds a colorful tree in his hand and looks into the altar of heaven and earth.
Inside the altar of heaven and earth, that is Confucius.
Confucius was on the great road of Confucianism, standing on the altar of heaven and earth. But he still couldn't stop himself from winning.
Ying's whole body was covered in black, with a pair of giant keel-bone wings growing on his back, his eyes were red, and a pair of bloody fangs stood in his mouth. However, his hands were powerfully thrust into Confucius' chest at this moment.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
Ying did see the flaw in Hongru Avenue, otherwise how could he possibly enter Hongru Avenue.
What's even more ferocious is that Ying actually killed Confucius?
A saint was massacred by Ying like this? As for the life and death of Confucius, blood has rained from the sky, and no one thinks that Confucius is still alive.
Ancestor Immortal Killing Saint?
The shock in people's hearts was so powerful, and Ying Qiang's image was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.
That powerful figure. The demeanor of a slaughtering saint!
The strongest man in the world, a saint? Will he not die under Ying's hands at this moment?
"Master~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Suddenly, from the distant sky, there was a mournful cry!
This sound seemed to interrupt people's shocking thoughts, and almost everyone looked over.
A man in white robes came from a distance covered with travel, but when he arrived, what he saw was a scene that he couldn't accept. A tear flowed from his eyes.
Zhong Shan knew him as one of the ancestors who fought in Xianyang.
"The weakest ancestor in the Confucian sect is Zixia!" said the Western Poison Emperor.
Zixia, the weakest ancestor in the Confucian sect, was also the one inherited the most by Confucius. Some people even found that Zixia's appearance gradually resembled that of Confucius when he was young.
Confucius had many disciples, but he was too kind to Zixia. He would not give the magic weapon to Zixia. However, as long as it was a magical elixir for improving physical fitness, if there was only one, Confucius would definitely enjoy it for Zixia.
Even the descendants of Confucius who were alive at that time were jealous.
Zixia's qualifications can only be said to be average, but Confucius used various elixirs from heaven and earth to make him an ancestor.
Zixia was also grateful to Confucius. When he was not allowed to participate in the war, Zixia complained for a while, and Se Kong sat in the Hongru Holy Palace for him. Zixia rushed out of the palace excitedly, just to get to the heaven in the shortest time and fight side by side with his master.
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On the way here, Zixia felt as if a big stone was weighing on her heart. The big stone was getting heavier and heavier.
As we finally approached heaven, a bad premonition finally appeared.
There was a thunder from heaven and earth, and a vast rain of blood fell.
When the saint dies, the whole world mourns?
This was not the first time Zixia had seen it, so he naturally knew what it meant, but he always had a glimmer of hope in his heart, because the two saints could not be masters, they could not be.
The flight became faster and we finally arrived outside the heaven.
Zixia saw something that he couldn't accept. Confucius fell!
"Master!" Zixia screamed and rushed away.
Ying's body was also covered with scars, but he finally massacred Confucius. Confucius was finally dead!
Just when Ying was about to laugh, Zixia screamed in grief, and his figure came closer in an instant.
At this moment, the Great Confucianism Avenue slowly disappeared, but Confucius’s ‘Altar of Heaven and Earth’ was still floating in the air.
Ying maintained the posture of grabbing Confucius to death, turned around and saw Zixia rushing towards him with red eyes, holding a scroll of Spring and Autumn Annals.
Ying wrinkled his nose, opened his mouth and yelled at Zixia.
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
This roar made the space in front of him tremble. The terrifying roar caused a large number of cracks to appear in the Spring and Autumn Book in Zilu's hand. Zixia, who was rushing towards him crazily, was stopped by this loud roar and was unable to do anything at all.
Go forward one point.
"Bah!"
There was a loud noise and everything became quiet. One of Ying's wings struck Zixia's throat hard.
"Bang!"
The giant dragon-bone wings spread out and tore Zixia in half.
The countless strong men who were watching in the distance all felt their scalps go numb.
Zi Xia, that was an ancestor. Even a relatively weak ancestor couldn't be so exaggerated. Ying could tear him alive with just one wing?
Ying? Ying's fierce power is something that no one can forget.
"roar!"
Lowering his head, Ying roared loudly at the corpse of Confucius in front of him, and then bit down, no, buried two fangs into the corpse of Confucius.
"suck?"
Confucius's body shrank rapidly. In just six breaths, Confucius's body was gone. Was it sucked by Ying? Was it eaten by Ying?
Even the blood of Confucius on Ying's hands seemed to be absorbed by Ying's hands.
This scene made everyone suffocate. It was so terrifying. This Ying Tai was so terrifying!
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Ying let out another loud roar, and suddenly another altar of heaven and earth appeared at his feet.
Zhong Shan knew that it was the altar of heaven and earth for the 'birth position', and he also had one. Only the style and runes were a little different.
The thousands-foot-sized altar of birth position heaven and earth at Ying's feet suddenly landed on top of Confucius' "habitual position" altar of heaven and earth.
Ying's altar of heaven and earth is black, but Confucius's altar is white. Ying's altar of heaven and earth fell and merged strangely with Confucius's altar of heaven and earth.
They are compatible with each other, and after the fusion, a large number of different runes are produced, and the huge white habit altar of heaven and earth slowly turns into the color of ink jade.
Luxurious, domineering, vast and powerful!
The Shincheonji Altar appears!
Ying stood on the new altar of heaven and earth, looking up to the sky and roaring!
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Ying's avenue suddenly appeared, reaching the sky completely, pushing away everything around him domineeringly, even Zhunti stepped back slightly.
A million-mile black jade dragon swam around this avenue, and at the same time let out a sky-shattering dragon roar in conjunction with Ying's roar.
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Ying's strength was unparalleled for a moment, and a large number of strong men around him knelt down strangely without knowing it, as if a wave of surrender was born deep in their souls.
On this day, the saint died, the world and the earth mourned together, and Confucius became history from today on.
And today is also Ying's most glorious day, slaughtering the saint! Bloody slaughter of the saint! He succeeded, and even the altar of heaven and earth under his feet has undergone tremendous changes. A brand new 'habitual position' altar of heaven and earth.
***: Tomorrow will be the climax. The cold caused by watching chess is finally gone. There are still three votes left for 400. Let’s go to ***. It will break out tomorrow!