Feng Yan was furious. He had various considerations in his mind and planned to let the five major leaders of the Confucian world survive, but he never thought that the other party would accuse him of bullying the weak.
"Boom."
From the eyes of the head in the middle of the wind rock, two white beams of light emerged, accompanied by dense wind blades, hitting the thousand-character inscription.
Every word in the Thousand-Character Script is made up of hundreds of millions of rules, and is as heavy as a holy mountain. However, the power pouring out of Feng Yan's eyes was even stronger, like two white rivers of heaven colliding out, but they only remained in a stalemate for a moment.
It is to break through the Thousand Character Essay.
All words are annihilated and transformed into regular forms again.
The supreme sage spewed blood from his mouth, his face was horrified, and he quickly retreated.
The other two supreme sages took action one after another, using blue light heavenly books and white holy light lakes to attack Fengyan's realm. At the same time, they each produced a very high-grade king's holy weapon, both of which were weapons bred by the gods.
Soldiers contain divine power within them.
One of the two early sixty-ninth-level cult leaders threw out a book of war. Every word in the book of war turned into an armored holy soldier.
In an instant, thousands of troops and horses appeared, majestic and murderous.
Another leader who majored in spiritual power made a strange seal with his hands, and a sea of ink appeared above his head.
The sea of ink is pitch black, its breath is cold, it stretches for hundreds of miles, and it contains devouring and destructive dark power.
The five major leaders cooperated with each other tacitly and attacked at the same time. Such a formation was many times more powerful than when they fought alone. Even the characters on the "Peerless Ranking of the World" would have a headache when dealing with it and needed to avoid the edge temporarily.
However, Feng Yan is not an ordinary strong man, he is a figure on the "Peerless Scroll". With the same supreme cultivation level, he can defeat many with one. Even if the five major leaders join forces, they cannot break through his realm and defense.
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From the eyes of his three heads, white beams of light, thunder and lightning beams, and flame beams poured out from the eyes, confronting the weapons fired by the three supreme saints, and they were in a stalemate in the void.
The two sixty-ninth-level spiritual power saints had a considerable impact on him. Thousands of holy armies attacked his domain, and a sea of black ink covered the sun and moon in his domain. At the same time, they also used
The ancient method of spiritual power directly attacks Feng Yan's holy soul and spirit.
Wen Jue's eyes were cold and he said angrily: "These old guys in the Confucian world are so hateful. They have all been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and they are the supreme figures of an ancient religion, but they teamed up to deal with the Rock Emperor alone."
He wanted to break out of the circle and help Feng Yan.
Zhang Ruochen stopped him and said: "If the majestic Yan Emperor, the descendant of Emperor Wa's daughter Xi, can't even deal with a few supreme realm saints, wouldn't he be in vain?"
"But, Mr. Shu..."
Wen Jue was anxious and worried. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard a scream coming from outside. He looked around and was surprised to find that Chen Tiantu, one of the five major leaders in the Confucian world, had been pierced by Feng Yan after breaking through the defense.
chest.
The holy blood of the Great Sage flew all over the sky, falling like petals.
A bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared in Chen Tiantu's chest. He burst out in a state of embarrassment, and his aura was greatly weakened.
Yun Zhongjun wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack. The red snake-shaped holy sword in his hand, which was a six-element king's holy weapon, turned into a python that was dozens of feet long and attacked Feng Yan's vest like a meteor.
The head on the left side of Feng Yan's eyes sank, and his hands formed a Wind God Seal.
The circular Wind God seal, two feet in diameter, hangs behind Feng Yan. Seven ancient seals and secret diagrams emerge from the seal. While blocking the holy sword, it releases seven lightning bolts as thick as a bucket.
"puff!"
Yun Zhongjun was thrown away like a scarecrow and fell into the purple-green sea of chaos.
Wisps of chaotic mist, like chains, wrapped around his body and imprisoned him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Feng Yan's speed was as fast as the wind, and he changed his body shape three times in a row, and used three supreme high-level holy arts to blast away the Supreme Saint holding the Blue Light Heavenly Book and the two Spiritual Power Saints.
Feng Yan's combat power was so powerful that the monks in the book world and the Tianlong world were all dumbfounded.
Michael stood on the top of the lamp tower in the distance, with an outstanding figure and a strange look in his eyes. He said: "The five major leaders of the Confucian world joined forces, but in his hands, they couldn't hold it for a quarter of an hour. Is this Fengyan in Wa?"
What opportunities did you get in the Emperor God Realm?"
Next to Michael stood a woman who also had twelve white wings.
Her whole body exudes holy brilliance, there is a halo floating above her head, her face is blurred, but her figure is extremely beautiful, with a slender waist, straight and slender legs, and elegant temperament, like the incarnation of the divine.
This girl is none other than Fairy Guna from "The Picture of Nine Immortals and Beauties".
Legend has it that Fairy Guna was born with six wings, and the oldest angel bloodline flows in her body. With this bloodline, as long as she does not die young, she will definitely become a god in the future.
Fairy Guna said: "With three heads and six arms, it is one of the oldest and most powerful physiques in the entire Pangu world. It is not surprising that Feng Yan can achieve what he has now."
"It's a pity that it's rare for someone with three heads and six arms to die here today." Michael sneered, a little eager to try and defeat Feng Yan with his own hands.
…
"Boom."
Yun Zhongjun spit out thirty-six flying swords from his mouth, cut through the chaotic mist, broke free from Feng Yan's Dao Domain, and shouted: "Use the "Six Arts Battle Map"."
The other four Confucian leaders turned into four streams of light and joined Yun Zhongjun.
A purple rolled sleeve flew out from Yun Zhongjun's vest.
The rolled sleeves slowly unfolded, releasing the extremely pure aura of righteousness and the silky and mist-like purple divine energy. The power burst out from the scroll suppressed Feng Yan's Dao realm.
The chaotic energy in the Dao realm seems to be static and unable to flow.
Even Feng Yan's rules of the Holy Path are fixed by the power of the scroll and cannot be invoked at will.
The so-called "six arts" refer to etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics.
Under the joint urging of the five major leaders, the battle map wrapped Feng Yan's Dao domain. The purple-green sea of chaos turned into a small lake in the map, and Feng Yan's body was fixed in the small lake.
center of.
The Six Arts Battle Picture depicts six Confucian and Taoist monks wearing different robes.
One was wearing a blue robe, with his hands bowed, and he was polite, which represented "propriety".
An old Confucian scholar wearing a Chinese robe with a kind face and kind eyes was sitting under a willow tree, playing the harp, which represents "joy".
A middle-aged man wearing breeches and a white tight-fitting military uniform, with a bow bent over the moon and a hundred steps crossing the Yangtze River, represents "shooting".
…
At this moment, the six monks drawn by Confucian Ancestor came to life, stood upright from the scroll, and erupted with an aura more powerful than any of the five major leaders in the Confucian world.
There is even divine power emanating from them.
Zhang Ruochen had never met the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, but the moment the "Six Arts Battle Picture" was unfolded, he was sure that this must be the calligraphy treasure he left behind.
Zhang Ruochen asked Wen Jue, "How come the battle map left by the fourth Confucian ancestor fell into the hands of Confucian monks?"
Wen Jue was obviously a little confused and guessed: "Perhaps the Confucian monks took it from the Kunlun Realm when the Kunlun Realm's merit battlefield was opened. Of course, it is also possible that the "Six Arts Battle Map" has been circulated in the world for a long time, and it was a coincidence.
Then, Yun Zhongjun got it."
"Fortunately, the "Six Arts Battle Picture" was not painted by the Fourth Confucian Patriarch at his peak, otherwise the power of the battle picture would have been a thousand times stronger than it is now."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head. If it was really a battle map left behind by the Fourth Confucian Patriarch at his peak, how could it possibly appear in the hands of a monk in the Great Saint Realm?
However, even the current "Six Arts Battle Picture" is priceless and an incredible treasure.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the soldiers in the hands of the five major leaders of the Confucian world, and he thought to himself: "If Shen Yuan wants to advance to the level of the Supreme Saint Artifact, he needs to devour a large number of King's Saint Artifacts. If he buys it, it will cost too much."
Da, tonight may be an opportunity."
Fairy Linglong walked out of the green pear garden and stared at Feng Yan who was trapped in the battle map. Her eyes were full of worry and she said: "No one thought that there is such a treasure as the "Six Arts Battle Map" in the Confucian world. We
We have to take action to help Emperor Yan get out of trouble."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said calmly: "Don't step out of the circle, it's dangerous outside. Especially you, Fairy, your main task is to control the magic talisman and deal with the peach blossoms that may appear at any time."
"But the Rock Emperor..." Fairy Linglong said.
Zhang Ruochen interrupted her and said: "Don't worry about him. To us, these old guys in the Confucian world do not pose any threat. The biggest threat is Peach Blossom. The only way is to lure him out and deal with it first.
We have a chance to live today. Otherwise, we would be dead and without life."
Fairy Linglong looked at Zhang Ruochen with very complicated eyes. It was really hard to understand why the man in front of her could say the four words "death and no life" so easily.
She was about to ask how to attract peach blossoms.
Outside the circle, there was an extremely powerful wave, accompanied by a deafening roar, which made both Fairy Linglong and Wen Jue take a few steps back.
In the chaotic realm of Fengyan, a scene of unprecedented creation emerged.
A divine figure, unknown how many miles high, emerged from the chaos and broke through the suppression of the "Six Arts Battle Picture".
This divine shadow is a female figure with a human body and a snake tail, exuding an incomparable ancient charm. Although it is a shadow, the aura it emits is somewhat stronger than the divine power of the false god.
"It's the divine shadow of Emperor Wa. He can actually awaken the ancient power of Emperor Wa." One of the Confucian leaders exclaimed.
"Wind Spirit Technique!"
Feng Yan's body emitted strong fluctuations of divine power, displaying the Feng family's ancestral magical powers.
If you want to cultivate a magical power to a great level, you must first store the divine energy in your body.
Feng Yan has mastered the Wind Spirit Technique to great perfection, and it is his strongest trump card.
"Boom."
As soon as the magical power came out, it penetrated the six figures in the "Six Arts Battle Picture" and at the same time knocked out the five major leaders like five fallen leaves.
Zhang Ruochen seized this opportunity and reached into the void, and the "Six Arts Battle Picture" rolled up and appeared in his hand.
Got a treasure!
Naturally, Feng Yan would not let go of this opportunity. He used a superb cloning technique, split his body into five parts, and prepared to capture the five major leaders of the Confucian world.
But, at this moment, a change suddenly occurred.
One of his clones had just captured Yun Zhongjun, the leader of Tianli Sect.
Yun Zhongjun's old face suddenly became distorted and looked extremely painful, and he made a dry sound from his mouth, which looked extremely ferocious.
"What’s wrong with you?"
As soon as Feng Yan asked this question, Yun Zhongjun's supreme body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, and even the indestructible bones of the Great Sage were turned into powder.