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156. Roll, roll, roll again! (6th month)

Outside the mist, it had no effect at all, and was pierced by that finger in an instant.

Wang Ning was in mid-air and had no time to dodge. The fingers covering the surrounding area like mountain peaks were already pressed in front of him.

He could only use Wutian Peak's unique skill to confuse the sky, hoping to delay it for a while.

But there is no need to press down with the fingers themselves, just the fingers falling down, causing a storm that blows away the fog around Wang Ning.

He could only turn the mist into lightning, merge all his strength into a sword, and fight against the mountain.

It's like trying to hold up a huge boulder with toothpicks.

There is naturally only one result.

Wang Ning's sword, like Li Xuannian's sword, was instantly destroyed.

Then there's his own arm.

But as the terrifying power descended further, Elder Wang felt the shadow of death enveloped him, suffocating him.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from below: "Get up!"

Yan Sheng, Gao Zheng, and other students who had understood the classic principles of Shuofeng Academy all used their pens at this moment.

On hundreds of sheets of paper, all the pen and ink flew off the paper.

Then in mid-air, it turned into hundreds of black pillars of varying sizes and thicknesses.

These pillars all rise into the sky and keep rising, trying to support the fingers falling from the sky.

Just like when the sky is collapsing, humans have erected hundreds of pillars to support the sky, hoping that humans can conquer the sky.

The eighth level scholar Yan Sheng's head appears like a rafter and a giant pen, bringing the classic principles of late bloomers to the extreme.

Under his gathering, hundreds of jet-black pillars began to merge.

It's like all the ink is reassembled in the inkstone.

In the end, hundreds of pillars of different sizes and thickness were combined into a thick pillar that was a hundred meters long and nearly ten meters in diameter.

Like a real pillar holding up the sky, it rises upward.

The pillar happened to pass by Wang Ning, the elder of Wutian Peak.

Like his savior.

But before Wang Ning and the Wutian Peak disciples could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard a "boom".

When the black pillar came into contact with the fingertips, a crack appeared on the pillar in an instant.

From the top, all the way to the bottom on the ground.

Then, the entire pillar, which was a hundred meters long and ten meters thick, shattered in an instant, and then turned into black fly ash, scattering in all directions.

That finger that seemed to be tilted from the sky continued to hold down Elder King Wutian Peak, and then went all the way down to the ground!

No matter the guards of Prince Gao Zheng's palace, the teachers and students of Shuofeng Academy, or the warriors of Wutian Peak below, no one can escape.

Yan Sheng, the vice-president of Shuofeng Academy, was destroyed the moment he touched his fingers.

Before the giant pen could break into powder, it was pressed onto Yan Sheng's head.

Gao Zheng's body was as fast as lightning and he ran away into the distance.

He is not only a student of Shuofeng Academy, but also practices martial arts under the King of Qi. He is also one of the few people in the world who has both training paths and has considerable attainments.

With two cultivation paths, Confucianism and Martial Arts, and decades of hard work, he both reached the seventh level. This was the confidence he needed to compete with the other heirs of King Qi for the position of heir apparent.

At this moment, it was difficult for Confucian practice to be effective, so Gao Zheng relied on his own martial arts practice to make his final struggle.

He ran like an arrow from a string, hoping to escape from the scope of that terrifying finger before it fell.

But it's all in vain.

He and the others were all pinned to the ground by Zhang Dongyun's finger.

Then, with the light clouds and gentle breeze, the fingers were raised again and returned to the sky.

Such terrifying power made the well-informed young monk Huiming slightly surprised.

Han Zhe's face was even more dull.

When he came back to his senses, his eyes showed both fanatical admiration and deep fear.

All the students at White Horse Academy were also shocked.

Such power is beyond their understanding.

Before today, the imaginary enemy in their minds was only Tang Wang Li Xuanxin.

The King of Tang was the number one master in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and Hong Xiao, the dean of White Horse Academy, although he often denounced him as a tyrant, he affirmed the King of Tang's strength without reservation.

But even so, Prince Tang was only a ninth-level master like his own dean.

Although it is powerful, it is still within the acceptable range of teachers and students of the academy.

It is necessary to use the weak to attack the strong and resist tyranny, so that we can show our true nature as scholars!

But now, that huge hand in the sky is completely beyond their understanding.

Could the claws of evil be so terrifying and powerful?

Many students at White Horse Academy felt torture from the depths of their souls at this moment.

Is this the real devil they have to face?

The vision brought about by the gathering of talents and talents of many Confucian practitioners is gradually disintegrating.

Because everyone is wavering.

"What is a scholar?"

An old voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Everyone in White Horse Academy was startled and looked towards the source of the sound. It was none other than their old dean, Hong Xiao.

"Where righteousness lies, I will go wherever I go. Even if I die nine times, I will have no regrets. I will sacrifice my life for righteousness!"

Hong Xiao said slowly: "This is the only integrity of scholars of our generation!"

Some of the people in White Horse Academy lowered their heads in shame, while others' eyes were filled with energy.

They swept away their timidity and began to stare at the giant hand covering the sky like Dean Hong Xiao.

Shao Mengxuan, the vice president of White Horse Academy, also shouted:

"Although the devil is strong, it is only temporary. There are ups and downs in this world, and evil will never prevail over good. Even if the clouds temporarily obscure your vision, the clouds will eventually clear up and the sun will shine through!"

"Clear the clouds and reveal the sun!"

Many people shouted in unison.

Some people's talents and talents have soared.

After reading and nourishing my energy, I achieved a breakthrough on the spot.

"I'm proud of you!" Hong Xiao nodded happily.

Then he looked at the giant hand covering the sky above: "Devil, come..."

Before he finished speaking, his fingers were already in front of his eyes!

The third fall was even faster than before.

The students of White Horse Academy, who were originally highly motivated, were all shocked when they saw this.

Hong Xiao was also shocked, but not confused.

The space around his body suddenly rippled like water waves, becoming blurry.

His family, country, and world were destroyed by the mountain-moving demonic ape before, and it will take a certain amount of time to be tempered by literary talent.

At this moment, Hong Xiao regained his breath and started to expand his family, country and world again.

The fingers extend directly into this independent space.

"break!"

Hong Xiao shouted, and he actually wanted to take the initiative to destroy his family, country, and world!

The opponent's two fingers crushed the Eastern Tang Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty one after another.

Although Hong Xiao could do it if he asked himself, he would never be able to do it as easily as the other party.

Especially when the opponent easily broke through Wuwai Jiangshan of Wutian Peak, Hong Xiao was even more wary.

The family, country and world that can trap a mountain-moving demonic ape may not be able to trap a finger falling from the sky in front of you.

Only the destructive power that destroys the family and the country and distorts space can give yourself a chance.

If it is broken, it will be established; if it is not broken, it will not be established.

At critical moments, Dean Hong was decisive.

I saw the air in mid-air was turbulent, and the scene was strangely distorted, becoming more and more intense!

It's like a corner of the world was suddenly peeled off and turned into a picture scroll.

Then, the drawing paper was suddenly rubbed and folded hard.

The destruction of one's family, country, and world made all the Confucian practitioners present feel a sense of sadness in their hearts...

"Whoa!"

Just when everyone was feeling sad, suddenly a harsh sound came, which diluted the sadness in everyone's hearts and made people feel uncomfortable from the inside out!

The teachers and students of White Horse Academy were stunned when they saw the distorted space scene, and a big hole suddenly opened.

Then, that damn finger appeared in front of everyone again!

The twisted drawing paper was also pierced by this finger.

The collapsed independent world had no impact on the fingers and was penetrated by its overwhelming force.

Then, his finger pointed at Hong Xiao himself.

Hong Xiao's literary talent has just been condensed into a giant pen that is as long as a rafter and is almost a hundred meters long.

But before the giant pen had time to exert any effect, it disintegrated and dissipated in the air.

Because its owner has been pressed to the earth by fingers like pillars of heaven.

The people with the same ending as Hong Xiao include all the teachers and students of his White Horse Academy.

Although Shao Mengxuan and others led a group of students to write and fight hard, everything was in vain.

It was like a sacred mountain falling from the sky, and everyone was pressed underneath.

Then, the finger was raised a third time.

At this moment, there were only six people left on the vast land: Shen Herong, Ao Ying, Huiming, Han Zhe, the Old Demon of Blood Shadow and the Old Demon of Purple Sun.

All the people from all parties who were previously arrogant and domineering disappeared, not a single one was left.

The wilderness plain was completely empty.

The Blood Shadow Old Demon and the Purple Sun Old Demon both knelt down and worshiped the giant palm covering the sky:

"Your Majesty rules the world and conquers all the wastelands!"

The two old devils had the same thoughts running through their minds at this moment.

Loyalty to His Majesty is the most correct choice.

Absolutely no betrayal.

We must work hard to become His Majesty's most valued confidant.

Just like everyone in White Horse Academy was surprised and felt that their opponent was beyond their understanding, Old Demon Xueying, Old Demon Purple Sun and Han Zhe were all equally shocked.

Strictly speaking, His Majesty didn't even show up.

They don't know where His Majesty is.

But just like that, with just one finger from His Majesty, many masters, including Hong Xiao, a great scholar in the Ninth Realm, were completely wiped out.

This includes at least one ninth realm, two eighth realms, three seventh realms, and tens of thousands of Eastern Tang troops!

By only raising one finger, is it to show relaxation on purpose, or is it really relaxing?

...Bah, bah, bah!

As soon as this thought came up, everyone wiped it away, and then wanted to give themselves a few slaps in the face to punish themselves for daring to speculate on His Majesty in such a disrespectful way.

But the image of those fingers rising and falling will be forever engraved in the minds of Old Demon Xueying and others, and they cannot be removed.

Just when everyone's thoughts were ups and downs, they saw the huge palm in the sky falling again.

This time, all five fingers came out?

The Blood Shadow Old Demon and others were shocked, and they all held their breath.

Then I saw a huge hand gently brushing against the field.

Then the five fingers are brought together and withdrawn.

The next moment, his palms were spread out in front of everyone.

Everyone saw a tall man lying in the palm of the huge palm condensed with clouds, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

It is Ao Kong, the "Ape Dragon King".

"Come up."

The voice sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Everyone was stunned. When they came to their senses, they neither dared to disobey orders nor jumped directly onto His Majesty's palm.

As a result, the old demon of blood shadow took the lead and climbed up one by one into the palm of the giant hand that covered the sky.

Then, everyone's eyes lit up.

The next moment, they were already in the familiar city of Chang'an.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

They were just on the edge of Longbei County, nearly a thousand miles away...


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