Shi Yaxian ignored the golden warrior, stretched out his finger and touched the calf's aorta. Fortunately, everything was normal.
However, on this neck, there are faint green lotus leaves that appear and disappear, but I don't know what the situation is.
"You really deserve to die."
Shi Yaxian looked at the thick smoke and the tragic scene of corpses lying everywhere in the village, and he suddenly became furious.
"You can transform into a god with the truth, you can't help it..., the true secret of purple thunder!"
Shi Yaxian squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and a purple thunder suddenly emerged. This purple thunder flashed and jumped on Shi Yaxian's fingertips, eager to try.
The sword song on the cloud, the clouds gathered and the clouds dispersed. When the huge power of heaven poured into the sword formula on the cloud, one suddenly turned into two, and the two turned into four..., sixty-four sword lights, wrapped in
This purple thunder light suddenly transformed into another 4,096 rays.
Suddenly the void was filled with purple.
The golden armored soldier of the Celestial Race looked into the void, and countless purple thunder lights emerged, and his heart suddenly became solemn.
"Huh," in the hands of the golden warrior, the yellow triangular flag was waving, and a golden light emerged from the yellow battle flag.
A ray of golden light flew out and rushed into the void without leaving any trace, but Shi Yaxian in the Tianyan realm could see it clearly.
The fate of the Celestial Race descended on the yellow battle flag, and suddenly the momentum of the three thousand golden armored soldiers became even more majestic.
"clumsy,"
There was endless purple thunder in Shi Yaxian's left hand, and on the three-pronged fork in his right hand, green divine light shrouded the golden armored square formation.
"Boom, boom, boom," the endless purple thunder light pressed towards the phalanx of three thousand soldiers, like a purple sky, pressing hard towards the soldiers.
"attack."
"Huh," a huge golden spear emerged. This spear embodies the invincible belief of the three thousand soldiers. This belief turned into a motive force, and its momentum was actually as strong as that of the monks in the middle stage of creation.
"Boom, boom, boom," one after another of luck was washed, and it seemed to be covered with the supreme glory and confidence of the Celestial Race, covering the battle flag. Suddenly, the momentum of the middle stage of creation doubled again.
Golden Long-term, with the blessing of many powers, quickly crashed into Shi Yaxian's endless thunder net.
Shi Yaxian's small eyes looked into the void, and green divine light covered the golden spear one step earlier.
"Hoo, ho..." In an instant, the extremely fast golden spear slowed down, and even the sound of breaking wind slowly became deeper.
"Boom," but this thousand -way purple thunderbolt has no slightest obstruction, and it bombarded to the golden gun and the three thousand armored square arrays.
In an instant, countless purple currents flowed endlessly in front of the Xuanqing Tower.
"Zizzizi," in the square formation of three thousand soldiers, at least two to three thousand purple thunder suddenly landed.
"Puff." In the ocean of purple thunder and lightning, there were finally a few golden figures, which suddenly surged like a big fish.
Although under the protection of the yellow battle flag, the golden armor had an astonishing defense, there were still dozens of them knocked over by Shi Yaxian's purple thunder.
"Boom, boom, boom," above the three-pointed fork of Shi Yaxian, the divine light of the opening and closing seal emerged.
"People unite with each other." Above the dark three-pronged fork, golden spears emerged with divine light.
"Kaka," as soon as the three-pronged fork and the golden gun came into contact, the golden gun broke apart bit by bit.
"I have said it before, Shi Yaxian, although you are a divine cultivator in the Tianyan realm, our three thousand armored soldiers are not afraid of you." The golden armored soldier glanced at the fallen armored soldiers around him, but his expression was still pale.
Change the tunnel.
"Oh, luck is what you rely on?"
Shi Yaxian looked at the yellow flag, with the image of Emperor Shitian delicately embroidered on it, and the ethereal fortunes derived from it.
"Yes, this battle flag of luck was given to our Celestial Race by Buddha Zhunti. There are six sides in total. If you meet one today, it is considered your luck." The golden armored man looked at Shi Yaxian coldly,
There was endless arrogance in his expression.
"Luck is indeed a powerful thing. It is true that all our luck belongs to Xin Xiaoqi, but you may not know that outside the Buddhist Kingdom of Mount Xumi, there is a group of scholars who are rich in knowledge and govern the world mainly for mortals, called Confucianism
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The golden armored man was startled when he heard the words, shook his head and said: "I have also heard of this Confucianism. Isn't it the human race's orthodoxy, which focuses on etiquette and benevolence, followed by rules and regulations, hypocritical benevolence and righteousness? It is really too pedantic."
"Oh. Really?" Shi Yaxian looked at the golden warrior, and suddenly shouted softly: "Thirty-six thorns of ups and downs - illusion, the creation of the environment."
As soon as Shi Yaxian finished his words, in the blink of an eye, countless white Shi Yaxian stood in the void and looked at the three thousand golden warriors.
"Clone? Your clone is indeed mysterious. There are so many clones, but they are in the same realm. However, I have said that the battle flag of luck is here. This is an indestructible existence. Even if you have many clones, there is no solution. You should hurry up
Surrender, otherwise you will end up like this little kid."
The face of the golden armored soldier was filled with strong contempt and disdain. He looked at Shi Yaxian as if he were looking at a dead man.
It was okay for the golden warrior not to mention the calf, but when he mentioned the calf, Shi Yaxian suddenly became even more angry.
Suddenly, a voice sounded from the mouths of countless clones.
"The way of a university lies in being clear and virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for perfection...Everything has its beginning and end, and everything has its end. If you know what comes first, you will get the shortcut."
Those many clones, like the stars in the sky, evolved through the stars and rivers, standing endlessly in the void. A stream of pure and awe-inspiring righteousness burst out from these figures.
Although there was strong luck on the battle flag, the awe-inspiring righteousness of countless Tianyan realm monks chanting "The Great Learning" in the air seemed to have encountered a nemesis. Like a tide, it was compressed and moved towards the void.
, retreated away.
"What, what is this? Can it actually suppress the destiny of our Celestial Race? Why is the Confucianism of the human race so magical?"
"Don't you know that in all worlds, the human race is the protagonist of great prosperity. And this Confucianism is the orthodoxy created by the human race themselves."
"This Taoism does not teach you Confucian scholars to only serve themselves, their families, and the world, but to be sincere and sincere to bring peace to the world. It is consistent with the great Tao and the way of heaven. This is why the destiny of the human race is prosperous.
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"Therefore, it is reasonable to be able to suppress the destiny of your Celestial Race."
"Boom," Shi Yaxian suddenly waved his big hand while the luck on the battle flags of the golden warriors dissipated.
"Boom, boom, boom, the sky is full of murderous intent, and the stars are changing."
No one knows exactly how many stars there are in the ten major galaxies. There is a legend that there are more than 30,000 gods in the sky and 3,600 star kings.
Although Shi Yaxian's clones are far less than 30,000, there are more than 2,000 stars in the Twenty-eight Stars among the ten major galaxies. Together with the Beidou and other galaxies, there are no more and no less than 3,000 stars, corresponding to three
Thousands of clones.
Three thousand clones used thirty-six thorns at the same time. The majestic scene immediately made the faces of these three thousand golden warriors dimmed under their helmets.
The villagers of Niujiazhuang, in the blue and green starlight, suddenly cheered in unison: "Kill them, kill these demons."
"Boom, boom, boom," above the void, the divine light slaves in the battleship saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly shot out crossbow arrows filled with divine light, trying to stop the endless starlight cover.
"Whoosh," in an instant, the sky was filled with golden crossbow arrows, covering the sky and covering the sun as they rained down.
Shi Yaxian's white clothes were fluttering, and he looked into the void, and suddenly a strong and ruthless color appeared in his eyes.
Huh-huh, on Shi Yaxian's right hand and in his left hand, streaks of blue divine light were directed towards the void, and streaks of golden light were struck by arrows and crossbows. But the blue-green starlight in his right hand was still moving towards the three thousand golden warriors.
The phalanx was smashed away.
"Xin Xiaoqi is the real god."
Some villagers looked into the void to see the Shiya Immortal in fluttering white clothes, with the blue divine light in his left hand and the blue and green starlight in his right hand. They immediately worshiped him beyond measure.
"Yes, for the first time in so many years, the old man saw a real god, and it was Xin Xiaoqi."
For a moment, several villagers from Niujiazhuang looked at Shi Yaxian, their eyes full of admiration.
But the three thousand armored soldiers looked at the sky, and the golden crossbow arrows were blocked by a green divine light and fell extremely slowly. Their faces were filled with a deathly gray color.
"Hahaha," countless golden spears burst out violently.
Shi Yaxian, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looked at the three thousand soldiers with murderous intent on his oval face.
Although he was a Tianyan divine cultivator, it was a huge load to delay the attacks of so many arrows and crossbows. Shi Yaxian's stomach was churning, and he was obviously injured.